Quick Travel: After defeating the villain, the host becomes more sophisticated

Mingjue stared at Lin Muan's face, and looked down at his chest, where his inner shirt had slipped slightly. He looked skinny and had scars, which didn't look very funny.

Lin Muan lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, frowning.

"We'll be leaving in a few days. Yun Lan, you'd better take care of him. If he dies on the road, you're responsible." Mingjue let go of Lin Mu'an's chin, stood up and coldly ordered Yun Lan.

"Yes, I obey the order." Yun Lan knelt on the ground, prostrate respectfully.

Mingjue turned around and looked at Lin Muan. The more he looked at his face, the more upset he became, so he waved his sleeves and left.

Lin Muan didn't know why, so he hid inside in fear, fearing that Mingjue would turn around and hit him.

He grew up watching looks, so he understood the meaning of Mingjue's look just now.

After Mingjue left, Yun Lan immediately stood up and came to Lin Muan's bedside.

"Your Highness, please get up. I have prepared a medicinal bath for Your Highness."

Lin Mu'an looked at Yun Lan, hesitated for a moment, and then got up from the bed. He didn't want to kill others because of himself.

The huge bathtub was steaming, and Lin Muan held on to his inner clothes tightly.

"Can you not take it off?"

"Okay, Your Highness can just go in directly."

Lin Muan sat down in the tub. The scars on his skin started to hurt again, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably on his forehead.

"It will hurt a little, but this is for His Highness's good." Yun Lan said calmly, taking out a row of silver needles, "His Highness still needs acupuncture to detoxify, so please bear with it."

Lin Mu'an glanced at Yinzhen and nodded fearfully. He couldn't speak. The pain was so severe that he had to bite his lip and hold it in.

Yun Lan saw him shrinking, but the force of the needle was a little smaller this time, but it still hurt a little.

The acupuncture points are on the arms and chest, and there is little need for other places. Lin Muan only needs to sit with his collar open.

Lin Muan glanced at his arm, and after just one glance, he closed his eyes and did not dare to look at it.

The imperial concubine treated him badly. She not only whipped him, but also pricked him with needles and scratched him with hairpins. He was afraid of these sharp things, but the imperial concubine liked to see his painful expression after being injured.

"Okay, Your Highness, please get up."

Lin Muan closed his eyes and endured it. The pain gradually became less painful, and Yun Lan called him.

"Okay." Lin Muan said calmly, his eyes unfocused.

Yun Lan helped the person back to the dormitory. Lin Muan went to the cabinet to find clothes to change, and sat there blankly with his head lowered.

"Your Highness, please have a meal." Yun Lan went to get some food and came back. She frowned when she saw Lin Mu'an sitting stunned.

"Okay." Lin Mu'an looked up at Yun Lan and nodded slightly.

Lin Muan ate his meals in a very orderly manner, even though he had actually been hungry all day.

However, he only ate less than half of the bowl and stopped eating. The main reason was that he felt hungry all day, but he didn't seem hungry.

"Your Highness, take more, otherwise you will get a stomachache from taking the medicine." Yun Lan frowned and looked at Lin Muan. Seeing that he ate less, she could only persuade him to eat more.

"Will you be punished if I eat less?" Lin Muan raised his eyes and looked at Yun Lan, his eyes empty.

"Yes, so Your Highness will eat more." Yun Lan will not actually be punished, but if Lin Mu'an can eat more, this may be the only way.

Lin Mu'an said hello lightly, glanced at the dishes on the table, and after finishing half the bowl, he ate another bowl. He really felt like vomiting.

"Is it ready?" Lin Mu'an looked at Yun Lan while holding an empty bowl.

"That's enough. I'll give His Highness the medicine later." Yun Lan's frown relaxed when she saw that he had taken more.

Lin Muan hummed.

It's rare for him to be free now, because no one comes to beat him or humiliate him. In this case, he just stays in a daze with nothing to do.

Even if no one lives in this palace, it is still better than the place where he lives. Yun Lan found a rocking chair for Lin Muan. Lin Muan sat under a tree to bask in the sun, but he could not feel the warmth of the sun.

Being in the haze, he didn't expect the sunshine to warm him. He could just rot in the mud all the time. That way, he wouldn't have to work hard to live and just go with the flow.

Yun Lan was getting some medicine for Lin Mu'an. She raised her head and glanced at Lin Mu'an. She noticed that there was a gloomy aura around him. She felt that something was wrong with Lin Mu'an, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Lin Mu'an couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch the sunshine, but the sunlight slipped through his hand. Lin Mu'an shook his hand and slowly put it on his lap.

No matter how good the palace is, it is still a bit cold. The palace that has been tidied up in a hurry is not as good as the one he lives in. When he just woke up, he thought it was night, but it turned out that it was just because they didn't take down the curtains covering the windows.

Lin Mu'an planned to take a nap, after all, he was really free, but he couldn't sleep, so he could only close his eyes and pretend to rest.

Yun Lan looked away and continued to make medicine.

Lin Mu'an has been free for half a month. During this period, he has not seen Mingjue, not even a corner of his clothes.

"Isn't he coming?" Lin Mu'an asked Yun Lan almost every day, because such a comfortable life made him very scared.

"Your Highness, please rest. The prince is not coming." Yun Lan didn't understand why Lin Mu'an asked him every day, but he always answered truthfully.

Because Mingjue really won't come, he has been busy killing people these days.

Lin Muan lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.

Yun Lan put down the gauze tent and went out. Lin Muan stared at the tent ceiling. The excessive silence around him allowed him to hear his own heartbeat.

He was a little depressed and couldn't sleep, but he had nothing to do and didn't want to leave the dormitory. He was afraid of the outside.

Lin Mu'an's eyelids could no longer hold up. He didn't know how long he had been staring at the ceiling of the tent. He closed his eyes in a daze, but his consciousness was still awake.

In a daze, he seemed to feel that someone was on the bed. The person was holding him. Lin Muan felt that his body was heavy. He smelled a faint smell of blood. He couldn't open his eyes at all and shrank inside in fear.

Mingjue didn't know why he came. He had been numbed by the smell of blood these days, but Lin Muan's face appeared in his mind for no reason.

"Be calm." When Mingjue saw that Lin Muan was about to get out of his arms, he had a bad temper and directly stretched out his hand to pinch Lin Muan's waist and hold it down.

Lin Muan frowned in pain, subconsciously bit his lip, and did not dare to move at all.

When Mingjue saw that he was motionless, he hugged him into his arms and lowered his head to smell Lin Muan's scent.

It has a faint medicinal smell and a sweet fragrance. It's not unpleasant when mixed together, but it feels a bit soothing.

Mingjue couldn't tell whether it was to calm his nerves. Anyway, he thought the smell of Lin Muan was very good, and his irritable mood was much better.

Lin Mu'an slept very poorly. He couldn't wake up or fall asleep. His consciousness was groggy and he always felt like there was a huge rock pressing on him.

Mingjue touched Lin Mu'an's waist and frowned coldly. He really felt like he was touching his frame. Lin Mu'an was so thin that it felt irritating to the touch.