Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

“Your Highness, words cannot be spoken indiscriminately.”

This lord prince regent was finally going to have a meal.
Meng Huan rubbed his sore wrist, thinking that he could also finally go to receive money.

Lin Bozhou took a step, thought of something, and said, “You also come.”

Meng Huan was instantly alerted.
“No, Your Highness, this concubine can’t enter The Hall of Elegance.
I will return to my courtyard and eat.”

“Oh?”

Being rejected by him, a bright light vaguely flashed through Lin Bozhou’s deep eyes like a predator that had been waiting for a long time to catch its prey’s movement.

“…………”

Meng Huan mentally said: Oh no, I disobeyed the prince again.

With this, his temperament had become fierce again.

With this…… he began to match his sexual fetish again.

Holding back the sob in his mind, Meng Huan smiled freshly and slowly stood up.
“Okay, this concubine is coming.”

The place to dine was at the Lotus Pavilion beside the lake, where the air was fresh and the environment pleasant.
When the wind blew, it left a surge on the turquoise lotus leaves on the lake.
There was a feeling of “the lotus leaves are boundlessly blue in the sky, reflecting the lotus flowers distinctively red in the sun.”

Shen Qingyu stood outside the pavilion.
“Your Highness……”

“There is no outsider, so there is no need to stick to the etiquette.
Sit down and have a meal.
Shan Xing, you too.”

According to the arrangement, the honored person sat in the south direction.
Meng Huan was a concubine and sat beside Lin Bozhou to attend to him.
Before his seat was warm, he heard the rattling of the subordinates passing the food.

Each one was announced as they came out.

“Mushroom chicken, duck with three fresh ingredients, five locks of shredded chicken, stewed meat, stewed pork belly with persimmon, stewed sliced meat with cabbage, cassoulet mutton, stewed mutton with spinach and tofu, cherry meat with yam…”

Meng Huan: Wow!

“Stewed donkey meat with cabbage, lamb sliced with Sichuan baby radish, duck strips with sea cucumber, diced ducked with mushroom rice, roasted shiitake mushrooms, steamed meat with magnolia slices, shredded lamb stew, fried spring rolls, stir-fried yellow leek with meat, smoked pork shoulder and belly, brined tofu, smoked bacon with vegetables, stir-fried cabbage with Sichuan pepper oil, five spice dried foods, sacrificial sliced meat soup, steamed whitefish, plain boiled pork, freshly chopped carp…”

Meng Huan: Woooow!

Meng Huan stared blankly.
Lin Bozhou cleaned his hand without looking at the table and reviewed the chess game with Shen Qingyu.

“I lost by nine pieces.
It must be because I was too distracted just now.” Shen Qingyu insisted on dumping the pot on Meng Huan.

Lin Bozhou snorted, looking sideways, and saw Meng Huan staring at the table, his fingers quietly pressing on the chopsticks.
Although his expression was calm, one could see that he would begin as soon as he gave the command.