Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

mind moved extremely slowly.
After thinking about it, he said, “Your Highness, let me tell you a joke, okay?”

“Hmm?” Lin Bozhou turned his eyes sideways.

Meng Huan felt embarrassed about why he suddenly brought up this topic, but he gritted his teeth and said the first sentence without embarrassment.
“A man stood under the window and sang to the girl he liked.
The girl threw a flower, but the man’s head was injured.
Guess why, Your Highness?”

It was quiet for a while.

A childish and incomparable question.

Instead of ignoring him, Lin Bozhou seemed to ponder momentarily before saying, “Can’t guess.
Huan Huan, tell me.”

Meng Huan laughed before he could say it, revealing a row of small white teeth.
“Because the girl forgot to take the flowers off the pot.”

“……”

Lin Bozhou raised his eyebrows gently.

“Pfft—” Shan Xing burst out laughing violently next to him.

Lin Bozhou looked at him.

Shan Xing said while laughing, “Your Highness, this is funny.”

“……”

Lin Bozhou’s lips twitched slightly as he lowered his gaze and looked at Meng Huan again.

Meng Huan realized that Lin Bozhou not only found the joke unamusing, but it was also a bit awkward.
He bit into the sweet cake and said again, “That, I have another joke.
A drunk man who drank accidentally fell from the third floor and attracted the police— oh no, the constable, who asked him what happened— Your Majesty, do you know what the drunk man said?”

Lin Bozhou’s eyes deepened, and he patiently said, “I don’t know, Huan Huan, tell me again.”

Meng Huan felt awkward and funny simultaneously.
“The drunkard said: I don’t know! I also just arrived.”

“…………”

Lin Bozhou’s lips opened up and let out a meaningful hmm.

Beside him, Shan Xing laughed so hard that he couldn’t close his mouth.
“Your Highness, this is also funny.”

“……”

Luo Juan’s heroic eyebrows wrinkled up, and he looked at him before looking at the calm Lin Bozhou.
The folds between his eyebrows deepened; obviously, his mood was the same as Lin Bozhou’s.

Meng Huan’s jokes finally finished, and he laughed happily.
After the happiness ended, he found that Lin Bozhou looked flat, as if he felt that the joke was stale which didn’t improve his mood.

“……”

Meng Huan held back his laughter, and his ears reddened.
He lowered his head to put the small sugar cakes with teeth marks into his mouth, chewing while looking at Lin Bozhou apprehensively.

It seemed that he was really not in a good mood.

I’ve coaxed him, but he’s still upset.

Since this was the case, Meng Huan licked his lips and simply said, “Your Highness, smile.”

“Hmm?” Lin Bozhou’s eyes dropped.

A few wisps of small wind blew in the pavilion, blowing away the hair on Meng Huan’s forehead, revealing a fair and clean forehead.
His eyes were bright as he looked at Lin Bozhou and said earnestly, “When you smile, you will forget what just happened.
Sometimes, it’s not good to have an excellent memory.”

It seemed like something was slowly loosening up.

Meeting those bright eyes, the corner of Lin Bozhou’s lips gently lifted.
“Is that so?”