MTL - Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife-Chapter 118

Zhu Dong still didn't think that Meng Huan was Lin Bozhou's wife.

Meng Huan was also surprised by his repeated wrong answers, and couldn't help but ask, "What do you think the princess looks like?"

Zhu Dong: "It should be a man who is dignified and generous, calm and introverted."

Meng Huan: "..."

They walked to the front hall, and You Jin ran over to help Meng Huan take off the cloak and beat the snow: "It's too boring for the lord to meet guests. If the master wants to go back to the mansion first, it's fine to talk to the lord."

Meng Huan shook his head: "Forget it, wait for him to go back together."

For the Guzhou palace where Lin Bozhou has lived for 20 years, where he has never met before, Meng Huan has vague expectations in his heart. In the future, he and Lin Bozhou will live in this place for the rest of their lives, and he and Lin Bozhou will get married, and he will also step into the house with Lin Bozhou.

Zhu Dong noticed You Jin: "Is this the **** who waits on you? It's really good, and it's still a fourth grade."

Meng Huan: "..."

You Jin rubbed the snow and looked at him: "Who is this young master?"

"Shan Xing's cousin, Zhu Dong who went with me to Liaodong with the army."

You Jin's expression changed suddenly, and he took his hand, tears filled his eyes: "So it's you... our master was taken care of by you. When he was in Jizhou, he said that a man fell from a rock, and you brought him back , without you, the master and son would probably be dead."

Zhu Dong bared his teeth and smiled: "What kind of friendship do I have with him? A life-threatening friendship! This little thing—"

"This is not a small matter, it is a big matter!" You Jin wiped his tears, "Our master concealed his identity and went to Liaodong. Little man...he came back and told me that he made a good friend named Zhu Dong, only you..."

Zhu Dongben was all smiles.

He listened, his smile subsided, and he looked at him with a strange expression: "What did you say to hide your identity?"

You Jin: "Conceal the identity of the princess."

The topic has reached an embarrassing place.

Zhu Dong was silent for a moment.

His gaze returned to Meng Huan.

The pressure came over in an instant, and Meng Huan suddenly felt a little troublesome. He licked his lower lip and said, "I was in the army and the situation was complicated. I didn't tell you. In fact, Lin Bozhou and I were married a long time ago."

Zhu Dong took a deep breath.

He froze for two or three seconds.

Then, a heart-piercing: "What?!"

After screaming, he quickly added.

"It's not that I can't accept that you are the princess, but," he was dumbfounded, "then I was always worried about your unstable status, and I wanted to encourage you to confuse the prince to get the status, lest he play with you in the future and just throw it away. Doesn't it seem Am I stupid!"

"this."

Meng Huan thought for a while, and then smiled with small white teeth: "It's not that stupid."

Zhu Dong: "..."

The two looked at each other for a while.

Zhu Dong finally calmed down, Na Na said to himself: "It turns out that what you said at the beginning that you can get me promoted is true."

Meng Huan looked at the front hall where Lin Bozhou was leaving: "Wait, I will definitely recommend you to the prince."

"..." Zhu Dong's mood was complicated for a while, "My cousin also lied to me, all of you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you are all liars."

Meng Huan rubbed his hands, smiled and walked into the yard.

The family members in the backyard set up a separate table, full of wine and dishes, and the dishes are all famous dishes of Guzhou, hot pot, stewed vegetables, meat with sand, braised big carp, and fried and steamed mutton. Especially braised big carp, the skin is orange-yellow, with a strong aroma. The soup that has been collected is the color of the fragrant and rich sauce. The meat is extremely white, tender and smooth.

Zhu Dong talked about Guzhou from the dishes: "Guzhou used to be poor. Before the kings came, Guzhou was a land of mixed ethnicities. There were Tatars in the north, Uighurs in the west, and Tubo in the southwest. Every now and then there were The aliens rebelled, but the former king won several battles by training soldiers and horses

Guzhou is as powerful as a mountain—do you remember the guards who won the battle in Jizhou before? That's when it was built. "

Meng Huan: "I see."

Zhu Dong: "You don't have to worry. Although Guzhou is not as good as the capital city, the former king's governance is quite good. The prince has often sent letters to give advice in recent years. The people are self-sufficient, the officials are clear and bright, and the palace is rich. Life may not be worse than in the capital city." Now that he is the host, comfort him, "You are married far away, so don't worry too much about getting used to it."

Meng Huan squeezed the hand holding the vegetables with the chopsticks.

"I'm not worried about being uncomfortable."

He was quite embarrassed to say this: "Wherever Lin Bozhou is, home is there."

Zhu Dong tut.

"It's no wonder that when I was with the army, I kept walking when I saw that you couldn't move. I drew the map during the day and drew it at night. When I learned that there was a problem with the map of Jizhou, I didn't want to die and climbed up the mountain. That's how it was, that's why."

Meng Huan talked to Zhu Dong about everything, and he didn't care about shame: "You'll know when you get married."

Zhu Dong: "I'm still early. Drink and drink."

The sound of singing, dancing and orchestra came from the front hall. The etiquette of Lin Bozhou's return to the fiefdom was solemn and solemn, and the welcome banquet became custom-made, during which various elegant music would be played to welcome the royal family.

— Also let the civil and military officials of Guzhou see Lin Bozhou's appearance and say a few words. Although it is a cumbersome officialdom procedure, like the wine table culture, it is very important for the future communication between officials.

The table was full of leftovers and cold dishes.

Zhu Dong drunkenly clutched the wine bottle: "Brother, forget it, although you are a princess and you can blow pillows, but I wish someone will still be promoted by virtue of his real talents!"

With a vague voice, he picked up a glass of wine: "Drink!"

Meng Huan rested his lips on the side of the cup and took a sip, blushing: "You don't know how nice my husband is."

Zhu Dong: "I wish you Dong, you will surely succeed!"

"He looks indifferent, but he is actually very gentle." qaq.

"I'll marry a wife and have children after I've done something important..."

"Having a son?" Meng Huan woke up with a start, "It would be great if I had Ziwen."

"..."

Listening to the drunken words of the two young men who drank too much, You Jin couldn't help but touch his forehead: "Alcohol is strong, drinking too much is not good for the stomach, master, young master, drink as little as you can."

Meng Huan propped up his red and hot face, his eyes were moist, and he spoke drunkenly: "I won't listen to you, I won't listen to you, **** chant."

He was dizzy in his head, and he would be like this when he drank too much wine. The quality of the wine was really unflattering. You Jin was worried that he would be unhealthy if he drank too much, so he motioned to his attendants: "Go and find the prince, only the prince has the solution."

The man responded and left.

A moment later, the curtain was lifted by a slender hand, and a shadow was cast on the ground. The hem of the crimson king's clothes brushed across the threshold, and Lin Bozhou's tall and tall figure came in.

"What's wrong?"

The two of them were lying on the table, Meng Huan's forehead rested on the table, he was as drunk as mud, if he drank too much, he could only drink less than one drink.

"Master is happy, drinking, no matter what you can't stop." You Jin frowned.

Lin Bozhou sat down on the chair next to Meng Huan, saw Meng Huan's eyes light up slightly, stretched out his hand and tapped his palm, feeling warm to the touch.

"Is your banquet over?" Meng Huan asked.

"It's over, show your face, say a few words and leave."

Meng Huan hummed: "Then you can have dinner with me."

The table was full of leftovers, and most of the dishes were half-eaten. It could be seen that the two were already full, but they still occupied the table and refused to leave.

Lin Bozhou: "Still hungry?"

Meng Huan picked up his chopsticks and nodded at the dining table: "Hungry."

But with a chopstick of fish in his mouth, he shook his head again: "I can't eat any more."

When he spoke, the fragrance of spirits overflowed from his lips, and his cheeks were a little rosy. It was obvious that he was a little drunk and his mind was a little unclear, and his tone was still muttering.

Lin Bozhou smiled; "Do you want to rest?"

"No," Meng Huan insisted unexpectedly, "I'm not sleepy."

His body was solid, his forehead rested in his arms, and the side of his face was slightly flushed: "Husband accompany me to eat."

Clingier than usual.

You Jin winked at the side: "The prince patronizes the banquet in the front hall to meet with the officials, and he does not eat with the master. He has a problem in his heart, so he still occupies the table and refuses to leave when he is full."

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes and smiled unconsciously.

But Meng Huan was an awkward person, he refused to say anything because of his thoughts.

He said: "If you can't eat it, you won't be forced to eat it. My husband will take you out for a walk, okay?"

The man's voice was extremely gentle.

Only then did Meng Huan straighten up slowly, turning his wet eyes: "Going out to play?"

"Well, let's go out and play."

Meng Huan stopped dominating the table, turned to look at the drunk little brother, knocked on the table and said seriously: "My husband took me out to play, you go home after drinking, don't wait for me."

"Huh?" Zhu Dong was confused.

After Meng Huan finished explaining, he patted his clothes and said, "Let's go."

Lin Bozhou changed his clothes, and replaced the royal clothes that symbolized his identity with a blue and white robe, from the neckline to the lapel of the white robe, the trousers on the lower body were black and black, the horse's face was long and draped, and he was wearing a cloak and cape. Become handsome and handsome.

Several black shadows and horses in the backyard waited in place.

Meng Huan let out a mouthful of hot air: "Where are we going?"

Lin Bozhou half-supported him to step on the stirrup firmly and got on the horse. As soon as he was dizzy from drunkenness, the heat on his back covered him, and his strong arms held him in his arms.

"Go to see the father and mother."

Lin Bozhou's slender knuckles gripped the rein tightly.

The drunkenness in Meng Huan's head was awakened by the wind, and his eyes were dazed. Lin Bozhou urged the horse, stepped on the bluestone slab in the night, and the horse ran towards the Wangling in front of it.

In the original book, Lin Bozhou's family cannot be considered happy. His father, as a disused prince who has fallen out of favor, does not lose his ambitions. He is strict in raising his son.

The mother and concubine's character is half Buddhist and half competitive, but she can't compete with the flamboyant side concubine, so she uses a Lin Bo boat to fight.

When Lin Bozhou was young, he was used as a tool to fight for power.

But of these two people, the last one was stabbed and the other died of illness, both became bones buried in dust.

Meng Huan asked softly, "Shall we go to worship now?"

"Um."

The cold wind brushed past his ears.

"There will be a big sacrifice when I go back to the palace, but there are many red tapes to go through. My husband wants to take Huanhuan to meet alone." Lin Bozhou said.

Meng Huan curled up in his arms and hummed.

The royal tomb is more than ten miles outside the city, and it took only a quarter of an hour to go by horse. The sky gradually sank, and the ground was covered with fine snow. The royal tomb was built in a deep mountain forest. .

A wall was built outside the royal tomb, and a circle of ditches was reclaimed along the way. Flowers and trees were planted on both sides of the ditches, but they were already withered. The royal mausoleum was lit with lamps, and the lights were brightly lit. There were officers and soldiers stationed not far ahead, and there was an anteroom with lights on.

Lin Bozhou walked to the door and was stopped: "Wang Tomb, idlers are not allowed to enter."

Lin Bozhou only said: "Let Eunuch Chen come out and answer."

A white-haired head protruded from the ear room, and when his eyes fell on Lin Bozhou, he shouted suddenly: "My son—" He hurriedly changed his words, "My lord!"

He ran out and kowtowed in a hurry.

They were the ones who served the late kings. When the late kings died, they guarded the tombs in front of the mausoleum until they died.

Lin Bozhou: "Get up, there is no need to be formal."

The old **** burst into tears: "I heard that the prince has been in charge for six years, Lantern Festival set off from the capital, on the way to Zhiguo, but I didn't expect to come back, so late to see the late king and princess?"

He turned his gaze to the young man beside Lin Bozhou, and his lips

Flapping: "This is..."

"The king got married in the capital, and he is the concubine." Lin Bozhou said, "He came in a hurry, don't be surprised, just light a lamp. The king and the concubine went to visit their father, queen, mother and concubine on their own."

Eunuch Chen hurriedly responded, lit a palace lantern, and limped inside.