Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

p>After all, having received a modern anti-feudal education, Meng Huan had always been incapable of accepting him psychologically.

With his head bowed, Meng Huan polished a sentence for a long time.
“Your Highness is busy with official duties.
I do not want to disturb Your Highness for this trivial matter.”

Lin Bozhou’s tone sounded unconvinced.
“Is that so?”

Meng Huan nodded.
“Your Highness goes to court daily to deal with political affairs and returns to the house in the dark; it’s extremely tough.
I would be embarrassed to bother you with some domestic disputes.”

“Snort.” Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes and laughed for an unknown reason.

“……”

He did not continue to ask.

Seeing that the topic was bypassed, Meng Huan hurriedly bowed his head and turned his rice lest he brought it up again.

After a while, Lin Bozhou said in his ear.
“Why does Madam suddenly want to learn how to read these days?”

Meng Huan’s back tensed up again.
When he thought of the two letters, his chopsticks stopped again.

He was so jittery and nervous; all his little motions were visible.
Lin Bozhou slightly raised his lips while looking at him and indifferently said, “Is it because you want to write and read something?”

“……” This speculation.

Meng Huan was even more nervous.
He put down his chopsticks and picked up his handkerchief again to dab the corner of his lips.

His scalp tingled.
After a long time, he stumblingly said, “The days in the residence were boring.
I wanted to learn to do some light reading and write something, compensating for the loneliness from Your Highness’ absence.
After all, Your Highness never came to see me then, and I thought I had lost favor.”

Lin Bozhou raised his eyebrows.
“Is that so?”

“Mmmm.”

Meng Huan’s eyes were more genuine than pearls.

Lin Bozhou’s body leaned forward slightly.
His dark brown eyes looked down at him, his breath fell to the tip of his nose, hot, and he spoke with a light, airy tone.
“This prince didn’t come to see you; did you keep thinking of this prince?”

Meng Huan blushed uncontrollably, bowed his head, and spoke after a while.
“Mm.”

Lin Bozhou gently tapped on the table and smiled.
“It is true that this prince treated you coldly these days.
This prince will reflect on this and come to see you every night after court, okay?”

“……” Meng Huan opened his mouth.

Lin Bozhou stood up, his voice calm.
“Then tonight, this prince will stay overnight at Madam’s place.”

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The author has something to say.

Meng Huan: Do I really look as if I like you that much?

Lin Bozhou (smiles): Do you not?

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