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

"I don't want to look at it." Lin Mu'an looked at Yan Shiji firmly and resisted.

"If you don't want to look at it, don't look at it. Your Majesty, please take a bath quickly to avoid getting sick from the cold water." Yan Shiji felt something was wrong and walked out, "I still have government affairs. Your Majesty will rest after taking a bath."

Lin Muan stared at Yan Shiji blankly until he went out and closed the door.

Lin Muan was quite flattered by Yan Shiji's sudden concern, but he really had to wash it quickly because the water was a little cold.

Lin Mu'an went back to the side hall to sleep after washing. He didn't know why he always liked to sleep, but besides sleeping, embroidering and eating, he had nothing else to do.

The night is quiet.

Yan Shiji paused while criticizing the memorial, and was very confused as to why he had a strange feeling for Lin Muan just now.

When he kissed or hugged Lin Muan, he just thought it was fun to tease him and never thought about anything else.

Having just seen Lin Muan's body, he felt hot for no reason, and he felt better after leaving.

Yan Shiji didn't like himself like this, out of control.

But now he wanted to see Lin Muan, even though he still had a memorial to approve.

Standing beside Lin Muan's bed, looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Yan Shiji felt for the first time that Lin Muan's appearance matched his aesthetics.

It combines the advantages of the late emperor and Chang Songyi, and it's pretty good-looking.

Yan Shiji sat by the bed and stared at Lin Muan. He didn't know what Lin Muan was dreaming about. He frowned, as if he was sleeping uneasily.

"pain……"

In a daze, Yan Shiji seemed to hear what he said, and looked down at Lin Muan's wrist.

He gently picked up Lin Muan's hand and looked at his wrist.

His gentle movements, even he himself didn't realize, were a bit too gentle.

Lin Mu'an's wrist improved a lot after applying the medicine twice, and the bruises faded away, indicating that the medicine was quite effective.

Yan Shiji took Lin Muan's hand and got closer to smell it.

The smell of the ointment is mixed with sweetness. It's not unpleasant, but I just feel that the sweetness is strange.

But when he checked Lin Muan's pulse, he didn't see anything wrong.

Lin Mu'an frowned, took his hand away from Yan Shiji's, pulled up the quilt and turned his back to Yan Shiji, sleeping peacefully.

Yan Shiji looked at his empty palms, leaned forward and smelled Lin Muan's neck.

It seemed that it was indeed the smell of Lin Muan's body. There was no such fragrance on the clothes or bedding.

Yan Shiji raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Muan, then pressed Lin Muan with a little force.

Lin Mu'an felt uncomfortable. In his dream, he was pressed down by a mountain. He felt out of breath. He stretched out his hands to push but couldn't push away. He couldn't breathe and woke up immediately.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was met with a pair of cold eyes, as if he was entangled by a poisonous snake, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Yan Shiji smiled when he saw Lin Muan's face turned pale.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Muan swallowed and reached out to push Yan Shiji.

"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Yan Shiji narrowed his eyes and smiled, picked up Lin Muan's hand, brought it to his lips and bit it gently.

"I don't know." Lin Muan's voice was hoarse due to nervousness, and he glanced at his hands.

He really didn't know what Yan Shiji was going to do, and was afraid of what Yan Shiji would do to him.

Yan Shiji stared into Lin Muan's eyes and moved closer.

"Don't bite me, I'm afraid of pain." Lin Mu'an pushed Yan Shiji, but he couldn't push him, and he was trembling with fear.

"Afraid of pain?" The more Yan Shiji heard him say he was afraid of pain, the more he wanted to hurt him.

Lin Muan was flustered and frightened when he saw him.

But somehow, he became more and more afraid of something. Although there was no movement outside, there was a sudden thunder.

Lin Mu'an was already frightened by Yan Shiji, but he was even more frightened when the thunder struck. His face turned pale with fright, and he shrank into Yan Shiji's arms.

"Yan Shiji." Lin Muan's voice trembled, holding onto Yan Shiji's clothes tightly.

Yan Shiji looked at the window, put his hand on the back of Lin Muan's hand, and looked at Lin Muan closely.

"Afraid? If you're afraid, just hug me tightly." Yan Shiji looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile and pulled back the quilt.

Lin Mu'an was very scared, and hugged Yan Shiji obediently, burying his face in Yan Shiji's neck.

"Yan Shiji, where is the queen mother?" Lin Mu'an said in a muffled voice, holding Yan Shiji tightly.

"Your Majesty is so scared that he wants to find the Queen Mother? Isn't it enough to have ministers?" Yan Shiji smiled and picked up Lin Mu'an, and deliberately carried Lin Mu'an to the window.

"Yan Shiji, I'm afraid, don't scare me." Lin Mu'an crawled into Yan Shiji's arms with great fear.

Yan Shiji glanced at Lin Muan and carried Lin Muan to the window.

Thunder rolled, lightning flashed, and rain poured down.

"Yan Shiji..." Lin Muan felt that Yan Shiji did it on purpose. As he moved closer to the window, he could hear the thunder more clearly.

"I'm here." Yan Shiji smiled and enjoyed Lin Muan hugging him.

Yan Shiji liked that Lin Mu'an took the initiative to hug him, and he enjoyed the warmth and soft jade.

Lin Mu'an buried his face deeply in Yan Shiji's neck in fear. His face turned pale and he even cried.

"Yan Shiji, I'm afraid, don't listen." Lin Muan was crying, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Yan Shiji glanced at Lin Mu'an and saw that he was about to cry again, so he slowly walked to the bed with him in his arms.

"Your Majesty is so delicate." Yan Shiji pinched Lin Muan's butt, which felt good.

"I'm afraid, I want the queen mother." Lin Mu'an cried directly, holding on to Yan Shiji's clothes tightly, "You are evil, I don't want her."

Yan Shiji saw Lin Muan crying profusely, and the more he watched, the more he wanted to bully him.

Lin Muan didn't know what Yan Shiji was thinking, but he just wanted to cry and was afraid of thunder.

"Your Majesty, you don't want me? Then let me go?" Yan Shiji pretended to let go, but before he could let go, he was entangled by Lin Mu'an.

Lin Muan wrapped his hands and legs around Yan Shiji, fearing that he would fall.

The two hugged each other, almost sticking together, and there was a lot of friction between the twists and turns.

Yan Shiji was stunned for a moment, lifted Lin Muan up a little, and sat on the edge of the bed with him in his arms.

Lin Muan only cared about fear, didn't care about that much, and didn't feel anything.

"Yan Shiji, I want my mother!" Lin Mu'an grabbed Yan Shiji's clothes and cried loudly.

"Your Majesty, I don't like making noise." Yan Shiji reached out and pinched Lin Muan's cheek, staring straight at him.

Lin Muan was always frightened and couldn't hear clearly what Yan Shiji said, but he was afraid of the way Yan Shiji looked at him, so he directly reached out to cover Yan Shiji's eyes.

The two people's postures froze for a moment, and Yan Shiji curled his lips into a smile.

Lin Mu'an was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, broke Yan Shiji's hand and cried.

"Your Majesty, don't make any noise, I have a headache." Yan Shiji pinched Lin Muan's face and stared at his lips.

Lin Muan pursed his lips and looked at Yan Shiji with crimson eyes.

"Don't cry, it's just thunder. Don't be afraid, Your Majesty." Seeing how pitiful he looked, Yan Shiji just felt like coaxing him. Otherwise, if he still cried, his eyes would be swollen and ugly.