MTL - Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife-Chapter 28

Da Zong has been in peace for a long time, these young masters live a comfortable life, competing for beauty, advocating whiteness, thinness and slenderness, and love to apply makeup on their faces.

Meng Huan grabbed Xu Ruolin's face and scratched him. He was very angry, but he couldn't restrain himself, so he could only look at the servant beside him: "What are you doing in a daze? Hit him!"

Meng Huan is the princess after all, someone wanted to beat him, the guard next to him rushed up, kicked the healthy servant and flew away, smashing a goldfish tank with a "bang dang".

"..."

The light in front of the abbot's eyes was finally restored, and he saw the scene of the human body flying around again, messy everywhere, and his brain was buzzing with pain.

Crazy, all crazy!

In the Grange banquet hall.

In the middle of the hall, smiling beauties talked about the pipa to add to the fun, and the visitors talked about each other with a very happy expression.

Lin Bozhou sat in the middle and straightened his head, picked up a wine glass with his slender fingertips, raised his head and drank it, his Adam's apple was neatly defined.

The head of the messenger servant protruded from the entrance of the hall, looking anxiously. Shan Xing, who was standing behind Lin Bozhou, stopped smiling, approached, and said, "My lord is in high spirits now, and I don't need to report on ordinary affairs. After the banquet, my lord will deal with it when I return home."

The male servant shook his head: "This should not be an ordinary matter."

"how?"

"The princess is fighting with the young master of Zhenguanhou's mansion."

Shan Xing: "?"

Concubine Wang clashed with Zhenguanhou's young master, Xu Ruolin?

Immediately, Shan Xing thought of something, returned to the head where Lin Bozhou was sitting, and whispered about it in his ear.

"..."

Lin Bozhou glanced at him sideways, lowered his eyes, and put the cup in his hand on the table.

Lin Bozhou's brows and eyes did not show anger, but the end of his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sense of coldness pervaded.

Shan Xing knew he was angry.

Previously, Lin Bozhou had a clear mind and body, and could not look down on flamboyant words and deeds, but this afternoon he and Meng Huan actually stayed in the hot spring pool for several hours. Heart, heart to the extreme.

"There are too many guests at the banquet, and the prince may cause panic if he leaves the banquet directly." Shan Xing thought of an idea for him, "Why don't you go over and deal with this matter?"

"Need not."

Lin Bozhou's voice was very cold.

He stood up, his wide sleeves brushed across the table, his handsome eyebrows were gloomy.

The sound of the pipa in the middle of the hall stopped.

Lin Bozhou said: "I will go in person."

After fighting for a long time, I was tired.

Before the people from both parties came, the two parties sat in the dam of the temple and began to scold each other.

"You can't have a son!"

"You are a short-lived ghost!"

"You go out and step on shit!"

"..."

The servants all knew that it was the master who was angry, so they just pretended to beat them, and now they also pretended to scold each other, and the atmosphere even had an inexplicable joy.

Meng Huan sat on the steps, sweat dripped from his forehead, and the backs of his hands were burning.

It seems that Xu Ruolin was thrown to the ground just now, and he was about to punch him in the face like a macho, but he accidentally hit a rock.

"..."

The skin on the back of the white hand was torn, bleeding spots oozing out, and it hurt a little. But Xu Ruolin was really punched by him a few times, and his nose was bleeding. Thinking that he was worse than himself, Meng Huan was happy.

Meng Huan turned to Feng Zhi: "Can you help me ask if there is anything in the temple to stop the bleeding?"

"Okay, princess, wait a moment."

Feng Zhi stood up and turned around.

"Wow", she suddenly knelt down.

Meng Huan realized something, followed her direction, and saw Lin Bozhou walking step by step. It was approaching evening, and the setting sun shone on his back, dragging a very long shadow, which also made his brows and eyes against the light especially gloomy.

"Wow-"

It was the sound of kneeling on the ground.

Meng Huan asked the guards to shake people because he wanted to shake a few more guards, but he didn't expect to summon the SSSSS card Lin Bozhou directly, and was momentarily stunned.

As for Xu Ruolin, who was paralyzed in place, he was too pampered. If he hadn't been beaten, he could calm down and call a prince, but now he lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, shouting: "Father! The child has been wronged! Father! Someone bullied the child! Ahhh father..."

Zhenguanhou was once the general of Hangyin who conquered Beihu in a large scale.

Zhenguanhou doted on children very much.

Lin Bozhou's eyes fell on Meng Huan.

Meng Huan scratched his head and called out, "My lord."

Lin Bozhou took his hand, for such a short moment, even the maid didn't notice, but he saw the wound on the back of Meng Huan's hand.

"Win or lose?" He lightly tapped the wound with his fingertips.

A little itchy, Meng Huan felt very embarrassed, mainly because he was also a little impulsive and impulsive at the time, and he didn't expect to attract the elder Lin Bozhou.

Meng Huan looked at the scene and said, "It must have won."

"Won?"

As if repeatedly confirming, Lin Bozhou lowered his eyelids, and inexplicably said: "So Huanhuan is still so energetic."

"..."

Why did Meng Huan understand in seconds!

He is connoting it!

Just got **** by him this afternoon!

Still have the strength to fight!

And can win!

Meng Huan was stunned, and moved his lower lip silently.

The next moment, the tip of his nose was lightly tapped, and Lin Bozhou said in a low voice, "It's okay, Huanhuan doesn't have to worry anymore, just leave it to my husband."

After finishing speaking, Lin Bozhou turned his head and saw Xu Ruolin lying on the ground playing around.

His eyes are cold, but his voice has no warmth, and even makes people feel gentle: "Xu's child."

Xu Ruolin knelt on the ground, weeping, pointing at his face full of nosebleeds: "My lord, this junior really doesn't know why the concubine suddenly hit someone! Beat me like this..."

When he said this, he obviously started to pretend to be confused and throw the blame.

Lu Nanxing turned pale and knelt on the ground.

Obviously, there were only three of them at the time. According to the atmosphere in the officialdom, if an accident happened, the person with the smallest official position would take the blame.

So at first Xu Ruolin chose to harm Meng Huan, but now he found that Meng Huan couldn't offend him, so he transferred the disaster to Lu Nanxing, who was inferior to him.

Lu Nanxing has no way to refute. His father was just a poor family back then. He entered the official career through scientific examinations and worked in the officialdom for decades. However, Xu Ruolin’s family has been a hairpin for generations. Hehe.

Meng Huan had a clear goal, pointing directly at Xu Ruolin: "My lord, he ordered the traditional Chinese medicine in the restaurant that day."

Xu Ruolin's expression was even more shocking: "This junior doesn't know about such a thing!"

Meng Huan took a step forward and bared his teeth fiercely: "Stop pretending!"

"The juniors really don't know!"

"Nonsense," Meng Huan retorted, "You just said—"

Having said that, Meng Huan's voice stopped abruptly.

The purpose of Xu Ruolin's drugging him was to make him hold a grudge and assassinate the regent. If he told the truth, wouldn't the identity of himself and their vendetta Lin Bozhou... be exposed?

"..."

Meng Huan's lips were closed.

Xu Ruolin raised his eyes, and in his eyes was the madness that if you scold me, I will overturn a boat of people. He asked, "Princess, what did you say?"

Meng Huan felt it was tricky and began to hesitate.

Subconsciously, he looked at Lin Bozhou for help.

Then I remembered that this seemed to be my assassination target.

"..."

Meng Huan turned his head away again.

It's over. Why are you arguing that you don't take care of QAQ?

The breath in his ears was very light, Lin Bozhou closed his eyes, and sorted out for him: "That day, Huanhuan did take the traditional Chinese medicine, and you and Lu Nanxing brought the wine, so the one who gave the medicine must be between the two of you."

Xu Ruolin nodded quickly, and Lu Nanxing suddenly realized: "Nan Xing! You are so brave! Why did you frame Mr. Meng!"

"..."

Lu Nanxing's lips were even paler, and he couldn't argue with it.

Therefore, don't get close to superiors who have a higher status than yourself, or you will become unlucky.

He can refute, but it will never be useful. Zhenguanhou can suppress his father, he can put pressure on the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and Beizhen Fusi. Even if it is Lin Bozhou, he will not really kill Zhenguanhou's son. This will offend most of the nobles in the court.

So, even if he denies it, what's the use?

If he had to pursue it, he would definitely be the one to blame Xu Ruolin.

— Conversely, if he does not refute, his father may be able to be promoted, and use his son's death in exchange for Zhenguanhou's shame and trust.

In this game of being doomed to be sacrificed, Lu Nanxing felt extremely desperate.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

Meng Huan lightly tugged at Lin Bozhou's sleeve: "My lord."

The sound is sticky and a little soft.

"Huh?" Lin Bozhou tilted his head.

"It wasn't him who gave the medicine." Although Meng Huan didn't dare to say any more, his voice was firm.

Lin Bozhou's eyes dimmed, and he said in a low voice, "Huanhuan don't talk, I will ask you clearly."

Meng Huan wrinkled his face, and wanted to say something, but shut his mouth firmly.

He looked so happy that he couldn't help but feel happy.

This made Lin Bozhou pause briefly.

He intended to accuse Xu and Lu together, but it seemed that Meng Huan planned to protect Lu Nanxing.

Logically speaking, there was no need for Lu Nanxing to save his life, but... beside Meng Huan, he gently held his sleeve. Although he didn't say it clearly, the intention of trusting and begging him was obvious.

Inexplicably, Lin Bozhou's heart seemed to collapse together.

A life, he can take it at any time, and of course he can keep it at any time.

Since it can make Huanhuan happy, why not do it?

Lin Bozhou's voice became much gentler.

He turned to Lu Nanxing, "You are Huanhuan's childhood sweetheart, how could you deliberately frame him with drugs? I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding, right?"

"..."

Lu Nanxing raised his head abruptly, staring at Lin Bozhou with wide eyes.

Xu Ruolin's eyes also changed, a little unbelievable, because Lin Bozhou's tone meant...he didn't want to kill Lu Nanxing.

Lin Bozhou thought about it, and said: "Could it be that you didn't keep the medicine well and brought it up by mistake, and Huanhuan happened to drink it by mistake?"

God.

Lu Nanxing seemed to have seen a miracle.

Lin Bozhou was trying to excuse him.

He doesn't have any friendship with the regent, and getting such an honor obviously comes from the young man next to Lin Bozhou. Lu Nanxing looked at Meng Huan, his eyes became hot, and he nodded desperately: "Returning to the prince, it is... a misunderstanding, and the villain didn't take good care of it."

"..."

Seeing that he was out of crisis, Meng Huan felt a little better.

— But this means that he and Xu Ruolin had quarreled in vain, so wouldn't Xu Ruolin not be punished?

Meng Huan frowned again, and tugged at Lin Bozhou's cuff.

"My lord..."

Dissatisfied, he tugged again.

"My lord..."

Xu Ruolin also needs to clean up, right?

As soon as he muttered softly, Meng Huan's hand was grasped by a pair of big warm hands, holding him in the palm, restraining his dishonesty.

Lin Bozhou's hand was a circle bigger than his, and he came over with one hand, grasped both of his hands, and pressed them gently under the sleeves of his robe.

Hide it well and signal him: Huanhuan, be good.

Lin Bozhou looked at Xu Ruolin again, his eyes became colder: "Xu Ruolin, you are the son of Marquis Zhenguan."

Xu Ruolin nodded quickly: "If you go back to the prince, yes."

"Marquis of Zhenguan, Da Zong's honor is unmatched. But you are a prostitute in the street, and you carry aphrodisiacs and cause the princess to drink by mistake. Although this is a misunderstanding, I will ask him in person when I meet Zhenguanhou again. Who is this son? How did you teach it!"

Lin Bozhou's voice suddenly became very serious: "—This time there is an aphrodisiac for the princess to drink by mistake, and next time there is poison, do I want the king to drink by mistake?!"

It was as if a thunderbolt struck down.

Xu Ruolin's heart tightened, and cold sweat suddenly rolled down his forehead.

He suddenly understood.

Lin Bozhou knew all the truth of the matter!

But he didn't intend to take his life, but he was warning.

Xu Ruolin kowtowed violently, causing blood to splatter: "My lord, this junior is at fault, this junior is at fault, this junior is frivolous! I beg your forgiveness! I beg your forgiveness!"

Meng Huan was completely dumbfounded, and turned to look at Lin Bozhou.

He didn't expect how Lin Bozhou twisted the topic into a horror story with a few words.

Lin Bozhou usually doesn't talk much, and he speaks in a gentle tone to himself, but when facing the officials, every line, even the anger in his eyebrows, seems to be carefully designed, directly poking at the pain, making people feel the ultimate fear.

Worthy of being a PUA master.

Xu Ruolin was sweating coldly: "My lord, this junior will tell his father when he returns home, and come to the palace with his father to apologize! Please forgive me!"

Lin Bozhou's brows and eyes were irritated: "Frivolous child, don't go down!"

This is the tone of reprimanding the nobles of the royal family.

Xu Ruolin was supported by a healthy servant, kowtowed again, and hurriedly rolled away.

The scene fell into silence again, and the dispute was resolved.

Meng Huan raised his head and looked at Lin Bozhou in a daze.

He felt that things seemed to be getting more complicated, but he didn't see the layer of complexity, he just felt like he missed something.

Lin Bozhou's voice became less irritable, he raised his hand, and gently brushed his hair: "Tomorrow, his father will come to the palace to apologize. As for how to deal with Xu Ruolin, it depends on whether his father is smart enough."

Xu Ruolin dared to attempt to assassinate Lin Bozhou, if he hadn't been educated by Marquis Zhenguan, it would be impossible for him to have such vicious thoughts.

Lin Bozhou just knocked on the mountain lightly to let the father and son understand that their actions are very clear to Lin Bozhou, don't think they are smart.

Meng Huan hummed and nodded: "Thank you, my lord, for making the decision."

Lin Bozhou seemed to laugh.

The light breath fell to his ears, it was different from the furious anger towards Xu Ruolin just now, but the usual coolness, the breath was slightly hot, mixed with the heat leaking from the clothes.

"Does Huanhuan's hand hurt?"

When he leaned closer to talk, Meng Huan could smell the faint smell of alcohol.

"It doesn't hurt." Meng Huan asked back, "Did your lord drink alcohol?"

Lin Bozhou responded: "I drank some, and came here first when I heard about Huanhuan's affairs."

Meng Huan blinked: "Then the prince will continue to drink?"

"I don't want to drink with them," Lin Bozhou held him by the hand, looking at him quietly with a dim light in his eyes, "Huanhuan drinks with my husband alone, okay?"

From his slightly hoarse voice, Meng Huan seemed to hear it.

Lin Bozhou tonight... seems to want him again.