Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

It may take a long time for Anuer, who passed out, to wake up, and there is no news from him. Lin Bozhou left the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.

The clues were interrupted again, so Lin Bozhou had no choice but to tell Chen An, "Post up notices throughout the city, and search again. Those who provide clues will be rewarded."

Due to limited conditions, we can only use the method of finding a needle in a haystack.

However, the more people searched, the greater the possibility of finding them out. Time was running out, and he could find Meng Huan as soon as possible so he could feel at ease.

Lin Bozhou sat in the carriage back home, rested on the pillow and closed his eyes tiredly. Chen An's voice was distressed, "My lord, the imperial doctor Zhou has been waiting for a long time. This reply, no matter what the big things are, the treatment of eye diseases must be put in the The first one."

Lin Bozhou pursed his lips tightly: "This king knows it well."

Because of Meng Huan's sudden disappearance, he didn't close his eyelids all night, signaling Chen An to be quiet and take a nap in the carriage.

When he touched his forehead with his fingers, a ripple appeared from his fingertips, and then a tingling sensation suddenly exploded in his brain and heart. This is a kind of pain in the head after being extremely tired and tense, but it is a bit biased. Lin Bozhou pressed his fingers on the center of his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows, and frowned in pain.

"My lord?" Chen An's startled voice came.

The white gauze covering Lin Bozhou's eyes was stained a little red, obviously bleeding from his eyes!

Chen An's voice was choked with sobs: "My lord, it's just for the sake of the princess, don't be so tired! Take care of your illness! I'm afraid that if the wangfei comes back safely, the lord's body will collapse first, which will make the princess worry."

Chen An has always been a steady and calm person, and for the first time he felt that according to Lin Bozhou's current emotional out-of-control level, if he worried and depressed like crazy, there would definitely be physical problems.

Lin Bozhou raised his hand and lightly touched the white gauze in front of his eyes, and his fingertips got a little wet.

He pursed his lips and said, "It's okay."

"The prince should go back to rest first. The princess will inform the prince as soon as there is news. The prince once said to the ministers that they need to calm down. If they get confused, wouldn't it be in the opponent's arms?"

Lin Bozhou shook his head: "The situation is still different. Huanhuan's life and death are uncertain, and the king can't sleep peacefully even if he sleeps."

After saying a few words, he closed his eyes and propped up his side face again.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the mansion, and when he heard Jinyiwei's report, Lin Bozhou raised his hand and opened the curtain, "Any news?"

"The report to the prince is not about the princess, but the news about An Chui that the prince asked us to investigate a few days ago."

Lin Bozhou paused his fingers like white jade, as if he was a little disappointed.

Chen An said: "Let's play it another day, the prince is going to rest."

But Lin Bozhou stopped him, closed his eyelids, "Speak."

Jin Yiwei clasped his fists: "Cui Lang, the great grandson of the Cui family, indeed has a companion named An Chui. This person is undoubtedly the real Zhu Li, but he is not a scattered tribe on the grassland, but the adopted son of Mao Chengchang, the general soldier of Liaodong."

"Mao Chengchang's adoptive son?" Lin Bozhou repeated.

Dazong implemented the system of guards and hereditary military households. The Mao Chengchang family guarded Liaodong for generations and undertook the arduous task of defending Dazong's frontier. They only returned to Beijing to report on their duties occasionally. Because of the accumulation of generations, the sky was high and the emperor was far away. The Mao Chengchang family vaguely became one party. Fanzhen lived a fairy life.

"His adopted son shouldn't stay in Liaodong? Why did he appear in Cuifu, the capital?" Chen An was puzzled, and turned to Lin Bozhou, "Furthermore, if this person is of a foreign race, why did Mao Chengchang accept him as his adopted son?" ?”

Why didn't Lin Bozhou start to think about these two questions in his mind.

The sky was clear and bright, Lin Bozhou got off the carriage and stood in the sun, the tension and exhaustion of body and mind made him exhausted, and his mind felt dizzy for a while.

The inexplicable premonition made him sway a few steps, his eyes became sour, and a wave of frenzy surged in his chest.

"Ahem—"

Lin Bozhou covered his lips, and suddenly, a few strands of blood overflowed from the cracks in his lips.

The blood on Chen An's face faded: "My lord!"

The people around were all shocked and quickly knelt down.

Lin Bozhou raised his hand to reject Chen An's support, felt the cold blood on his fingertips, and his mind was still in a brief dizziness.

He half-closed his eyes, his lips were stained with blood, but his lips looked even paler, and his voice was even more intermittent: "Da Zong...how much more..."

The next few words came to an abrupt end without being spoken.

Old Chen An's tears were about to roll down: "My lord, go in and rest quickly, come here, please hurry up and invite Doctor Zhou! Come see the lord."

Lin Bozhou was helped by him to walk into the mansion. When he reached the door, he turned his head and told him, "Keep an eye on An Chui's whereabouts. If he has any connection with the group of real Zhu Li who committed crimes, no matter whether he is Mao Chengchang's adopted son or not, don't ask him." If you pass Cui Ge, you will be sent to Beizhen Fusi immediately for severe punishment."

"Obey!"

The answer came in a proud voice.

Suddenly, a torrential rain began to fall in the capital city. For two or three days in a row, the high temperature and heat dropped, bringing a rare cool breath.

A few tiles of the firewood house were rotten, but it was alright when the sun was out. When it rained heavily, the pattering rainwater leaked into the firewood house along the tiles. I got on the dirty bed, hugged my knees and looked aimlessly at the stagnant water on the ground, and occasionally looked at the small square window.

Meng Huan has been kidnapped for four days.

He didn't know where An Chui hid him. For the past four days, Meng Huan hadn't felt any other living people except for the yelling of those foreigners.

And An Chui came to check how well his seal was copied every day.

"Is it okay?" An Chui's patience was on the verge of breaking out.

Meng Huan quickly pointed to Lin Bozhou's seal: "Look, this seal has obviously been hit with a hammer, leaving very unique and complicated lines, and this word is not a standard regular script running script, but a small compilation, with complicated engravings. The level is high, let alone my copying. Brother, think about it, this is the private seal of the regent Lin Bozhou? If people learn it in a day or two, wouldn't anyone be able to easily pass on his orders? The anti-counterfeiting was also done too badly.”

These words were thought up by Meng Huan after careful consideration.

Although An Chui was irritable, he had to admit that what he said made sense.

So every time Meng Huan copied, he would be extremely close in the general direction, but the small details made mistakes that were hard to ignore, letting An Chui know that he was trying to copy, but the difficulty was really high, and he couldn't scold him even if he wanted to.

After Meng Huan had fooled An Chui, he began to think about what kind of edict An Chui wanted to pass on.

Meng Huan's memory is not very good, he can only think of where is where.

While looking out the window boredly, he couldn't help thinking about the time he spent with Lin Bozhou the night before he was taken away. When he saw the seal that day, he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in his memory.

Meng Huan was desperately sorting out and recalling the contents of the original book.

The outline plot in the original book is almost the same as the story line he encountered now, namely - [being robbed into the mansion], [developing a relationship line], [encountering an opportunity to leave the mansion], [Lin Bozhou is blind], [Meng Huan Successfully left the house].

It's just that the real reason between him and the original owner is quite different.

Meng Huan felt that after transmigrating the book, he developed the book according to the original story framework from abusive to sweet. Although he felt happy every day, there were actually very few sweet plots in the original book. The picture shows the sexual tension of falling in love and killing each other.

However, Meng Huan remembered that before the original owner escaped from the palace, he had a short chapter or two with the original owner.

At that time, the comment area screamed, and everyone thought that love was finally coming.

but…

At that time, it was the first few days when the original main eye disease relapsed and just lost his sight. Readers in the comment area were guessing that although the original owner was indifferent and arrogant on the surface, he must have been attracted to the original main attack because when the original main attack had just lost his eyesight after the relapse of the eye disease, the original owner was the first subject. Seeing him blind for the first time, not only did he put away his usual sarcasm, but his eyes fell on Yuan Zhugong from time to time.

The original main attack was inconvenient to the eyes, and once, Shou actually fed him the medicine himself.

Another time, he helped him drag the chair blocking the way quietly.

Another time, he even reached out and wiped off the stains from the corners of Gong's lips!

This is not what is love? This is how Tsundere Shou expresses love!

At that time, the readers were very happy, thinking that the protagonists would finally start to communicate with each other. Unexpectedly, they thought they were on the fifth floor, but they were actually on the first floor.

These inadvertent actions of the original owner were all sensed by the original owner. His thinking was the same as the reader's, thinking that the original owner changed his mind, and under the illusion of love, he also relaxed his vigilance towards the original owner.

Then, in an atmosphere where everyone was shouting "So sweet! So sweet! So sweet! It's killing me!", suddenly abducted the plot line—

The original owner shou secretly made friends with An Chui from the Liyuan, and exchanged a little kindness of his own charity for the original owner to open his heart to him and let go of everything.

Then-

The original owner Shou stole the seal of the original main attack.

Sitting on the bed, Meng Huan suddenly raised his eyes.

he remembered. Why do you feel so familiar when you see that seal.

At that time, he was patronizing to watch the original owner being fed, drinking medicine, having sex, and posting. As soon as he saw An Chui appearing, he knew that the plot was going to end, so he was so annoyed that he skipped the chapter and subscribed.

So he only vaguely remembered the seal of the original owner's attack, but he didn't have a deep impression.

As for what letter the seal was stamped on, Meng Huan rubbed his head, and felt a vague feeling that everything seemed familiar but couldn't remember the specifics—

Thinking of this, Meng Huan sighed inexplicably.

Therefore, the sourness of the original book at that time was that, after receiving a few sweet dates, he completely conquered the original master, stole his seal, and stamped a letter that had a great impact on the original master's reputation.

Yuan Gong was not only deceived in his feelings, but also in his career.

The original owner ran away with the letter after receiving the cover, which means that his wife is gone, and his eyes are still blind. If he chases after him on a horse, he will fall off his horse because of the urgency.

Meng Huan propped his head, half-closed his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat when he thought of this plot.

There was a panic.

…Will Lin Bozhou fall off his horse just to chase him?

Meng Huan didn't want to see this plot.

He has no opinion on the original book.

Thinking of Lin Bozhou, my heart is sour.

Meng Huan sighed heavily again, trying to recall the contents of that letter.

"Clatter clatter."

The chain on the door rang, and someone walked in.

The first one is An Chui.

the second…

When Meng Huan looked up, he met Cui Lang's eyes.