Compared to his own distorted face, Lin Bozhou was much calmer, so Meng Huan was surprised. “Can you even drink such strong wine?”
In his impression, Lin Bozhou basically did not touch the wine and was very upright.
“Before, in Kuzhou, the winter days were bitterly cold, so we often drank strong wine to warm our stomachs and bodies.”
Meng Huan was a Southerner and studied at a university in the South, so he hadn’t even seen much snow. When he heard these words, his face was full of longing. “Is that the Kuzhou in the north, where you grew up and lived?”
Lin Bozhou’s father was the king of the vassal state, and the vassal king must be in the state when he came of age. Lin Bozhou responded, “Mm, until age twenty.”
“Then, at twenty, you came to the capital as a prince regent, right?” Meng Huan acted as if he was gossiping.
Lin Bozhou gave another “Mm.”
Meng Huan’s voice was sometimes distant and close, and the end tone was raised, seemingly pondering something. “Then, do you miss home?”
“……”
Lin Bozhou chuckled. “Occasionally.”
His imperial mother passed away early and left after a winter illness. His imperial father was too diligent in government and had a conflict with the guard commander in Kuzhou, leading to his death from being killed after drinking. That was the year when Lin Bozhou just inherited the title and was transferred to the capital.
For him, the memories of his hometown ended here.
Meng Huan nodded, poured a cup of the Shaodao wine, and tasted the spicy taste, trying to recall the scene when Lin Bozhou drank to keep warm.
At that time, he was also a teenager, right? Draped in fox fur, drenched in the foreigners’ staunch, drinking and eating meat in big mouthfuls.
Meng Huan inexplicably had some expectations. “Can you also take me to Kuzhou when you have the time later? Take me hunting and playing everywhere.”
The young man’s voice mixed with the wine breath blew in his ears.
It was so cute that no one would reject him.
Lin Bozhou nodded. “Okay. I will take you back to Kuzhou when His Majesty matures and starts to take charge.”
“How long will it take?” Meng Huan asked.
Lin Bozhou said, “Not sure. But after His Majesty grows up, he will no longer need the regent to assist him. Even if he initially allows me to stay in the capital for old times’ sake, he will get tired of it one day.”
This was a monarch’s heart.
Lin Bozhou turned his head sideways. Although he couldn’t see, he looked in Meng Huan’s direction. “When the time comes, I will return to Kuzhou and bring everyone from the prince’s residence. At that time, we will live in Kuzhou for a long time.”
Meng Huan’s tone was surprised. “Ah? Can’t we stay in the capital?”
Lin Bozhou did not answer but asked, “Huan Huan likes the capital?”
“Not really.” Meng Huan propped up his head.
The evening breeze of the summer night blew over, a little hot, and brushed against his face like a soft veil, making him somewhat seductive.
The boat was noisy, but Meng Huan’s soft voice was clear.
“I will go wherever you go.”
From the breath direction, Lin Bozhou could perceive that Meng Huan said these words to himself.
The corners of Lin Bozhou’s lips raised, his knuckles gently tightened, and his heart was incomparably peaceful.
Even though His Majesty was incomparably dependent on him now, he would definitely scorn him in the future when his wings were fully-developed, and he was mature and knowledgeable, not letting him stay in the capital but expelling him far away. Therefore, Lin Bozhou wanted to reinstate the court as much as possible while still in power. But sooner or later, this would end, and he would have to go back to his vassal state as a vassal king.
“Okay, I’ll bring you away when the time comes.”
Meng Huan nodded, picked up the wine, and took a small sip.
He always felt unpleasant just drinking, so he turned his head to look at Lin Bozhou. “How much of this white wine can you drink?”
Lin Bozhou: “I got drunk once on perhaps five or six wine sacs.”
That was when he hunted in the wilderness and seemed to have hunted a rare male beast. It was late at night when he set up his tent in the snowy plains, and the soldiers accompanying him were so happy with their drinks that they couldn’t get up from their hangovers.
Meng Huan’s dark eyes turned, and his tone sounded curious. “Does it mean you can drink well? Then can you show me?”
Lin Bozhou: “……?”
“Just drink. I want to see how much you can drink.” Meng Huan’s eyes were starry-eyed and bright, like kidding around.
This proposal was also really childish.
The guards dressed as servants behind Lin Bozhou and Meng Huan stood an estimated four or five paces away. Apart from keeping an eye on the surrounding movements, their ears inevitably kept listening to their princess talking to the prince.
The guards were Lin Bozhou’s trusted aides from Kuzhou and knew Lin Bozhou by heart and his youthful heroism, so they were happy to hear this from the princess.
–Wasn’t this asking the prince to show his skill and make him happy?
No way. Their prince was never this kind of ‘prince who set the fire beacon for entertainment’ man.
Absolutely not……
Before the attendants finished thinking, Lin Bozhou’s calm voice rang out, “Okay, then I’ll drink. Huan Huan will count how much I drank.”
“…………”
Lin Bozhou picked up the wine container for drinking, a chicken crock cup.
Meng Huan’s eyes widened. He had licked the cup’s edge and felt it was incredibly spicy. However, looking at Lin Bozhou drinking a few cups, his expression remained unchanged, not even flushing.
