CH 9.1

It was soft and choked with a little sob.

The young man’s face was full of fear and vulnerability. His eyebrows were gently knitted, and he looked at him pitifully, looking extremely vulnerable. Anyone would find it a crime to hurt him.

Lin Bozhou: “Did you make a mistake?”

“No.”

The voice was as firm as it could be.

“If you didn’t make a mistake, why are you afraid this prince will hurt you?”

Meng Huan couldn’t say anything for a moment. He would always make mistakes. How smart would a person have to be, to never make a mistake?

If you made a mistake in front of a person without power, at least there was no fear for your life, but if you made a mistake in front of Lin Bozhou, he would get you killed.

“Woo……” Meng Huan wanted to cry.

He dejectedly went to the bathing room with Lin Bozhou. When the prince regent entered, a servant came forward immediately and respectfully undressed his clothes.

“Lin Bozhou’s appearance was tall and handsome. His body was slender, and his posture was like Mount Yu, without the slightest sense of crude musculature, only making people feel he was a perfect vessel infused with Confucian manners. But when he removed his clothes— the sturdy body familiar with the bow and horse since childhood, the broad shoulders, the sharp muscle lines, and the beauty of strength— immediately made people believe that he must be full of endurance in the bed.”

This was the original description by the author in the original book–

And Lin Bozhou had a strange attribute that made him sexy when he removed his clothes. The original book’s author added this setting to facilitate the driving* experience.

*Driving: chinese slang for doing the deed (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵).

“……”

Meng Huan glanced at him, and the back of his ears heated up uncontrollably.

The “extremely compatible” written in the book had started again. Meng Huan’s heart was weirdly twisted.

How could he blush at a traitor?

Lin Bozhou leaned at the pool bank, his chin lightly resting on his wrist while his silky dark hair was stained with water and damply hung on the pool bank, gazing steadily at Meng Huan.

Like a mermaid.

Meng Huan picked up a wooden ladle to scoop water and rinse him from his shoulders. This was the reason he didn’t like ancient times so much. People in high and influential positions needed people to wipe their asses after shitting.

For example, if Lin Bozhou were given a bath now, in modern times, Meng Huan would ask if something was wrong with him.

Lin Bozhou had just returned from a horse trip, so his body had many sweat stains. Hot water flowed down his shoulders, and Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes. “On the neck, there is a bloodstain.”

“Huh?” Meng Huan was stunned for a moment. He just wanted to scoop up water to rinse but found his position was inconvenient. So, after thinking for a while, he wet his hands and used his small water-soaked hands to rub the blood spot at his ear and neck gently.

The blood spot had dried up. The young man’s fingers were fair and slender, and his fingertips were slightly cool, touching the neck under Lin Bozhou’s white ear.

The touch was smooth, like stroking a warm jade.

Lin Bozhou raised his eyes, and there was a feeling of evil intent in the bottom of those narrow eyes.

Meng Huan was stunned and suddenly realized that this action was similar to stroking his face.

“……” Meng Huan sped up the rubbing motion, which was still much like stroking.

—and it still carried a slight sense of doting, like soothing his wounds.

The corner of Lin Bozhou’s lips raised in an arc. “This prince is the one being rubbed, so why are you blushing yourself?”

“Hot.” Knowing he wanted to tease him, Meng Huan said unhesitatingly, “The pool water is too hot.”

“Hot?” Lin Bozhou suddenly lifted his hand.

His hand was bigger than Meng Huan’s, covering the back of his hand and pressing downward, and he gently dipped it into the water.

His voice was low.

The tingling sensation hit his eardrums. “Why don’t you feel it again?”

The hand was not only dipped into the water, but it seemed to be particularly close to the gap between his legs.

Meng Huan: “………………”

Help! “Extremely compatible” system, please let me go!

An upright minister who had just worn court clothes suddenly removed his robes and teased you; it was truly provoking!

Meng Huan: TvT

Meng Huan fiercely pulled out his hand, splashing water everywhere, and a few stained Lin Bozhou’s lips.

He blushed furiously, stumbled, and could not speak. Lin Bozhou smiled. “Last night, when you slept in this prince’s arms, you didn’t seem so courteous?”

“……”

It’s not even a matter of being courteous!

Can you have sex anywhere? This is a public place, and there are maids outside the screen!

Meng Huan mentally shouted. His ears reddened like a ripe peach, and the pink juice almost seeped through the thin skin.

The emotions in Lin Bozhou’s eyes deepened, and it seemed that he still had something to say when a movement sounded outside the door.

“Your Majesty, a visit note arrived.”

Chen An, the Zhangsi, was in a hurry.

Lin Bozhou knitted his brows, slightly annoyed to be disturbed when he was getting closer to his wife, but this trace was hidden in no time.

He closed his door to guests and would not meet anyone, so the visit notes should have been automatically blocked at the gate. But Chen An brought one over.

Chen An’s voice was heard through the screen. “As expected by Your Highness, it is a visit note from the vice-minister of the Ministry of Rites.”

The Ministry of Rites was where the most famous Qingliu* Party gathered in the court.

Qingliu wanted to oppose Zhouliu*. Zhouliu was a group of traitorous ministers led by Lin Bozhou. He and the chief minister of the cabinet were very powerful, and their status was so prestigious that they could stir up troubles at the court, considering the fate of other officials according to their moods.

However, the Ministry of Rites was in charge of the imperial examinations. Through the teacher-student relationship, most of the younger generation of reserve officials were dependent on them, so their potential could not be underestimated.

*Qingliu: (lit. translation is clean flowing water) scholars who kept themselves aloof from the corrupting influence of those in power.

*Zhouliu: (lit. translation is muddy water) corrupt or contemptible person.