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

Lin Muan didn't understand why Mingjue was so angry this time. He felt like his waist was about to leave home.

Mingjue endured it for a month, but he couldn't let Lin Muan go so easily.

Lin Mu'an saw Yu Fanbaidu again. The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window. He fell into a deep sleep. Mingjue glanced at the window, leaned over and kissed Lin Mu'an's face.

"Little darling...love me, okay?" Mingjue lowered his eyes, his expression was gloomy, and his voice was low and forbearing.

Mingjue hugged Lin Muan tightly, and Lin Muan moved a little uncomfortably. His little movements were very obedient. Mingjue relaxed a little and rubbed his face lovingly on Lin Muan's neck.

Lin Mu'an woke up after a good sleep. It was almost dark. He thought Mingjue was gone, but as soon as he moved, he touched Mingjue's hand.

"Are you awake?" Mingjue's lips touched the back of Lin Muan's neck.

"Yeah." Lin Muan remembered.

Mingjue discovered his intention and got up first to pour him a glass of water and feed him.

Lin Mu Anxin had enough energy to spare, so he was picked up and washed by Mingjue again.

"Husband, aren't you busy today?" Lin Muan ate a shrimp dumpling and looked at Mingjue doubtfully.

"I'll be there in a minute. I have something to do tonight. Don't wait for me, little darling. Go to bed by yourself." Mingjue kissed Lin Muan on the lips and squeezed Lin Muan's waist.

"Okay." Lin Muan smiled and continued to eat.

Mingjue lowered his eyes and stared at Lin Muan's face, trying to see disappointment or something else on his face.

After eating, Lin Muan sent Mingjue away with a smile and continued to sew clothes with the materials.

During this period of time, he made more than a dozen sets of clothes for Mingjue, and of course he also made two pairs of shoes. Anyway, he studied these handicrafts when he had nothing to do, and once he learned how to do it, he did it.

Half of his wardrobe is Mingjue's clothes.

But the weather was changing very quickly. When Lin Muan was sewing clothes, it was still a little sunny, but after a while it became dark and cloudy.

Lin Muan was a little flustered, so he put away his things and stood under the eaves of the door, watching the rain fall.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were bursts of thunder. An earth-shaking thunder struck, and Lin Muan's face turned pale.

"Princess, please go in. It's raining and it's cold. It won't be good if you get wet." Yun Lan saw Lin Muan's face looking very bad, so she persuaded from the side.

Lin Muan nodded blankly, turned around and entered the hall.

It was raining and the hall was a little dark. Yun Lan lit a candle and saw that Lin Muan seemed to have no big problem, so he went out to prepare medicine.

Lin Muan looked at the flickering candlelight, and a bolt of lightning struck. The hall lit up for a moment, and then darkened again.

Some vague images appeared in my mind, like hallucinations, appearing in front of my eyes.

Lin Muan's eyes widened in horror and he shrank back in fear.

"Mother..."

It's his queen mother.

The queen frowned and looked at Lin Mu'an, opening and closing her lips to tell him to run away.

But his feet seemed to be stuck in place, unable to move.

The queen's phoenix crown fell off and her hair was disheveled. There was a person behind her, a man. The man was pulling something in his hand. The queen's expression was very painful.

Lin Mu'an looked up at the man, and a muffled thunder struck. He saw clearly that the man's face was his father.

"An'er..."

"Queen mother...wuwu..."

Lin Muan sobbed softly, and the queen died in front of him. The emperor also saw him, looked at him with a wicked smile, and beat him. He saw the queen's face.

The queen looked at him, her eyes fixed on him, and the emperor's angry curses could be heard in her ears. The pain in her body made it impossible for him to cry, and the more she cried, the more injuries she would get on her body.

Lin Muan, who was dying, wanted to crawl to find the queen, but the queen was dragged away in front of him.

"Mother..."

Lin Mu'an had already burst into tears. He didn't dare to move at all. The thunder frightened him. He climbed onto the bed and hid in the corner.

He didn't know how long this lasted. He just felt sleepy. He was already exhausted and fell into deep darkness.

The scene of the queen dying in the dream was played over and over again. Lin Muan cried and cried in pain, unable to touch the queen every time.

Mingjue came very late. It was still raining outside and thundering intermittently. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he heard Lin Muan crying. He hurriedly took off his wet coat and came to the bedside.

When he came in just now, Yun Lan said that Lin Muan was asleep and had not eaten. He originally wanted to ask Lin Muan to get up and have something to eat.

Lifting the gauze curtain, what came into view was Lin Muan's cheeks that were red from crying, and his eyes were swollen from crying.

Mingjue didn't know how much he cried like this, and he held Lin Muan in his arms with pity.

"Little boy?" Mingjue tried to shout.

Lin Muan didn't react at all, and Mingjue was a little anxious.

"Little darling, wake up, your husband is here." Mingjue kissed the corners of Lin Muan's eyes and felt heartbroken when he saw that he was still crying.

Lin Mu'an didn't wake up, so Mingjue wrapped Lin Mu'an in a quilt and opened the door with him in his arms.

"Yun Lan." Mingjue called out.

Yun Lan heard it and came over quickly.

"Diagnose his pulse, he's not in good condition." Mingjue looked at Yun Lan anxiously and ordered.

Yun Lan quickly took Lin Muan's wrist to check his pulse and frowned.

"The Crown Princess has some evil spirits entering her body. I'm going to prepare the medicine. Your Highness, please don't let the Crown Princess blow the wind." Yun Lan said and went to get the medicine.

Mingjue frowned and looked at Lin Muan, then hugged him in.

Lin Mu'an felt uncomfortable. He wanted to call his mother, but he couldn't. It was not until he finally shouted out that he woke up.

Others were confused and shrank in fear when they saw a black figure beside the bed.

"Are you awake?" Mingjue turned to look at Lin Muan, the tiredness on his face was obvious.

"Husband..." Lin Mu'an was a little dazed, why did he narrow his eyes for a while and Mingjue came.

"Dream about your mother?" Mingjue was guarding Lin Mu'an, and he could hear clearly everything he muttered or shouted.

"Yes." Lin Mu'an moved and found that his back was covered with sweat. He wanted to sit up but found that he had no strength.

Mingjue helped Lin Muan up and covered him with a quilt.

Lin Muan stretched out his hand and pulled the collar. The traces from his neck to his chest were very ambiguous.

"Husband, are you done?" Lin Muan had no idea that he had been sick all day and night. He only felt extremely weak, but he was curious as to why Mingjue was here.

"Well, is there anything else you haven't told me, little darling?" Mingjue stared at Lin Mu'an and stretched out his hand to close the collar he had opened, "You've been burning all night and you'll be fine this morning. Don't catch a cold. "

Lin Mu'an moved Mingjue to take care of him for the whole night, but he couldn't answer Mingjue's questions because Mingjue also had things that he had not discussed with him, and they seemed to be unable to have a complete heart-to-heart talk yet.

"Xiao Guai, you don't know what to say or where to start? Or you haven't thought of telling me?"