CH 16.2

Lin Bozhou was a bit helpless, stood up, pressed his robe sleeve with his fan, and extended a thin, clean wrist. “Give me your hand.”

“Ah?” Meng Huan did not understand.

“Give me your hand.” Lin Bozhou repeated, his broad hand covering the back of his hand.

His hand was bony, long, and clean, but Meng Huan’s hand was smaller and was easily held by him. The backs and palms of their hands were placed against each other, flooding with heat, skin to skin, making the palm of his hand tingle with electricity.

Meng Huan lowered his head and could feel Lin Bozhou leaning against his back. The shadow dropped down and enveloped, covering all of him. The sandalwood fragrance of his clothes faintly dispersed. When Meng Huan inhaled it, the heat made him dizzy.

“Do not exert your hand. Just follow this prince to write.”

“…… Mmm.”

The hand squeezed tightly did not seem to belong to him. Meng Huan stiffened, and his hand began to get rigid. Being rubbed by Lin Bozhou, redness appeared on his fair skin.

Lin Bozhou: “So nervous?”

“I’m not used to it.” Meng Huan had no other option but to say it.

“I will let you do it yourself after writing this word.”

The life-saving straw was right before his eyes. Meng Huan had difficulty writing one stroke at a time; it was as if he was carrying a heavy mountain. When Lin Bozhou let go of his hand, the back of his hand was glistening with sweat, and his forehead flushed red.

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes and smiled. “Write it.”

Meng Huan moved his brush awkwardly, and the standing handwriting collapsed again with a snap.

“Practicing writing is not something you do overnight but over the years.” Lin Bozhou raised his eyebrows. “Take your time. There is no rush.”

Meng Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the servants at the door came in a row, carrying dishes.

“Time for dinner, huh?” Meng Huan: “So soon?”

But when it was placed on the table, it was only two or three dishes. Great Eunuch You Jin frowned. “Can’t you see His Highness is here? What is this? It’s not in line with the rules.”

The maids hastily tried to remove the food, but Lin Bozhou lazily lounged in his chair, raised his hand to indicate retreat, and asked, “Madam, are these the only dishes every day?”

Meng Huan was a bit silent.

“Madam loves to eat and wants to try everything. Are these few dishes enough?” Lin Bozhou used a chopstick to push open a bowl lid. “This prince will see what kind of soup—”

Pushing open, it was cabbage and tofu soup. The soup had a few leaves of yellow cabbage floating in it, and the soup was dark, with a vague sour smell coming from the tofu.

The air became much quieter.

Lin Bozhou raised his eyebrows and used his chopsticks to open another bowl.

In it was a plate of broken fish, with little meat but mostly skeletons, placed in a mess on the plate.

“Hmm?” Lin Bozhou gently questioned.

The scene was so silent that it was a little scary.

Lin Bozhou looked at Meng Huan pensively. “Is this what you meant when you said you lost favor just now?”

Meng Huan felt someone would be unlucky and reluctantly said, “Not really.”

“Can you eat these for every meal?” Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes. “This prince remembers you love to eat stir-fried and spicy foods. You seem to love to eat a little bit of everything.”

Meng Huan said honestly, “I didn’t eat these things. We cooked in the courtyard’s kitchen and didn’t ask for anything from the main kitchen.”

The maid told the story about Xu Fanggu coming over with a strange look that day.

Lin Bozhou gave a “Hmm.”

His face did not show signs of anger, but his finger tapped the table. He turned his head and looked at the maids who brought the dishes. “These spoiled soups and rotten dishes are brought up for the prince to eat?”

The maids snapped to their knees. “Your Highness, this servant isn’t familiar with the situation! This servant also doesn’t know—”

“Since you don’t know, then find someone who knows to come up. This prince asked about Madam’s condition two days ago, but how come no one said that Madam had a problem with Xu Fanggu? Who is hiding it from this prince?”

This time, not only the maid serving food but even the great eunuch’s eyes widened, and he knelt abruptly. “Your Highness, this old servant also does not know—”

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips raised in a smile, and he said, “Good. This prince and his wife have become outsiders in this prince’s residence. Good meals and dishes are not given to this prince’s wife, and the house’s affairs are hidden from this prince. Good……”

One statement made the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly drop to the freezing point. Everyone’s back was covered with a cold chill, like maggots feeding on a corpse. It made people’s backs cold, their knees weak, and their throats too dry to say a word.

Lin Bozhou frowned; his body’s elegance disappeared and was replaced by the calmness of commanding. “Go call Chen An, the Zhangshi Institute’s court, and the commander of the residence’s guard.”

Great Eunuch You Jin had a cold sweat.

The Zhangshi Institute’s court managed the punishment prison in the prince’s residence, while the commander of the residence’s guard was in charge of the residence army.

This meant that he was going to kill someone!

Everyone’s expressions were fearful. Meng Huan realized the seriousness of the matter and looked at Lin Bozhou. “Husband……”

The young man seemed frightened, looking at him sideways and slightly stunned.

The brocade-clothed prince regent sat on a chair and smiled. “ Huan Huan, come and sit down.”

This man, who was about to kill someone in the next second, was still very gentle with him.

But Meng Huan knew best the murderous and ferocious nature beneath his surface gentleness.

Meng Huan licked his lips and tried to explain, “Only that Xu Fanggu and the bunch that beat people at that time are problematic. There is nothing wrong with the others. Your Highness, don’t be too angry……”

Lin Bozhou’s eyes seemed to have a spring breeze, infinitely warm, with a slight smile. “The matter is much more serious than Madam thought, but Madam need not worry.”

He patted the seat beside him. Meng Huan walked to his side.

Lin Bozhou held his hand, and his breath exhaled to his ear.

“Husband will bring justice to you.”

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