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

Lin Muan slipped around the palace and went back to embroidery.

It was dark before Yan Shiji came back.

"Where have you been?" Lin Mu'an scratched the door frame and stared at Yan Shiji.

"Going out of the palace." Yan Shiji glanced at Lin Mu'an and replied calmly.

"Leaving the palace? Why don't you take me with you when you leave the palace?" Lin Muan came out from behind the door frame and looked at Yan Shiji.

"It's inconvenient to take your Majesty with you to do something." Yan Shiji took off his cloak, handed it to Wu Feng beside him, and took Lin Mu'an's hand.

"Okay." Lin Mu'an didn't ask any more questions and went to the imperial study room with Yan Shiji.

When Yan Shiji came back, he hugged Lin Mu'an to criticize the memorial. Lin Mu'an didn't bother him and just stared at him.

Lin Mu'an took Yan Shiji and played with it in circles on his fingertips. Curious about the smell of Yan Shiji's hair, he brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, then opened his mouth to nibble on it.

Before he could finish chewing, his jaw was pinched by Yan Shiji.

"What are you doing, Your Majesty?" Yan Shiji stared at Lin Muan and touched his lips.

"It's boring." Lin Mu'an blinked and pouted, speaking vaguely.

"You can't eat my hair if you're bored. I can give your Majesty something else to eat." Yan Shiji looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile.

"No, no, no, no." Lin Muan retreated in panic, refusing three times.

Yan Shiji looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, and Lin Mu'an blushed immediately.

"What is your Majesty thinking about?" Yan Shiji kissed Lin Muan's lips and bit them gently, "I am talking about pastries."

"I don't like eating cakes..." Lin Muan covered his face with his hands and subconsciously retorted.

But after retorting, he regretted it. He just felt that what Yan Shiji said was inappropriate, but he really didn't like eating cakes. He didn't eat cakes very much when he and Yan Shiji were together.

Yan Shiji lifted Lin Mu'an up a little, hugged Lin Mu'an's waist tightly, and stared at his lips.

"I know." Yan Shiji took off Lin Muan's hand, stared into his eyes, and said warmly.

"Oh." Lin Mu'an blinked and turned his eyes slightly to avoid Yan Shiji's gaze.

He felt that Yan Shiji looked strange and did not dare to look at him more, fearing that he would say that he was seducing him again.

"So your Majesty, do you want to eat?" Yan Shiji smiled and touched Lin Muan's face.

"What?" Lin Mu'an glanced at Yan Shiji and stared away again.

Yan Shiji smiled and said nothing, and leaned closer to whisper in Lin Muan's ear.

Lin Mu'an's ears were burning, and he stared at the bookshelf in confusion. He glanced at Yan Shiji a few times, his eyes bright.

"That's...uncomfortable." Lin Muan muttered softly, clenching his hands and placing them on his chest.

"If I don't force Your Majesty, it won't be like before." Yan Shiji reached out and pressed Lin Muan's lips, slid in and touched his teeth, "Your Majesty, just pay attention to this."

Lin Muan looked at Yan Shiji hesitantly, still a little confused.

"In a moment... what if someone comes in?" Lin Muan pressed his tongue against Yan Shiji's finger and frowned.

"As long as Your Majesty keeps silent, no one can notice it under the table." Yan Shiji took out his hand, glanced at it, and looked at Lin Mu'an, "It's just once. If Your Majesty doesn't like it, there will be no next time."

Lin Muan looked at the table, lowered his eyes and hesitated.

But his silence was acquiescence in Yan Shiji's eyes, but Yan Shiji was still waiting for Lin Muan to speak. After all, he couldn't force him to do anything now.

If you really want to force him, he will be very irritated just thinking about it before he says it.

Lin Muan stretched out his hand to hold Yan Shiji's clothes and nodded slightly.

"If you feel uncomfortable, then don't continue." Yan Shiji stared into Lin Muan's eyes and kissed his lips.

"Yeah." Lin Muan responded in a muffled voice.

Lin Mu'an felt that Yan Shiji had calculated that someone would come to see him. He had just started when someone came in.

Yan Shiji sat calmly, flipping through the memorial with one hand, and glanced at Lin Muan.

"Sir, the third prince is now terminally ill, and the third prince's concubine is now six months pregnant and looks like twins." Kirigawa lowered his head and reported.

Lin Muan was stunned when he heard this and stared straight at Yan Shiji.

Yan Shiji smiled without looking at Lin Muan.

"Can the arrangements be made properly?" Yan Shiji said coldly.

"It's well arranged."

"That's fine."

Wuchuan reported various matters to Yan Shiji for another quarter of an hour, and then several ministers came to discuss with Yan Shiji the arrangements for the palace examination in the spring of next year.

This discussion lasted for another quarter of an hour. Lin Muan was on tenterhooks and wanted to wait until the others left before talking, but Yan Shiji obviously had no intention of letting him go.

If he doesn't act, Yan Shiji will ask the minister to come forward. Although he is not next to Yan Shiji, he is behind him, which is really scary.

Lin Muan was so groggy that he had no idea what he heard and felt very tired.

After everyone left, he just wanted to relax and talk for a while, but Yan Shiji didn't want to let him go.

Afterwards, Lin Muan lay weakly on Yan Shiji's lap and glared at Yan Shiji hatefully, but his glare only lasted for a moment because he was too tired.

Yan Shiji looked at Lin Muan with a smile and wiped Lin Muan's face with a handkerchief.

He liked to see Lin Muan's expression when he was being played badly, and he liked it very much now.

Lin Mu'an didn't know his bad taste and glared at Yan Shiji again.

"What would your Majesty want to eat later?" Yan Shiji touched Lin Muan's face and asked warmly.

"I don't want to eat it." Lin Muan dodged Yan Shiji's hand, his voice hoarse.

"I said dinner, what's for dinner?" Yan Shiji was not angry at him for hiding from her.

After all, he had gone too far, so just be patient and coax him. Lin Muan was very easy to coax.

"Pork ribs soup." Lin Mu'an glanced at Yan Shiji and stretched out his hand towards Yan Shiji.

Yan Shiji took the man out, picked him up, and kissed his face.

"Okay, call the imperial kitchen immediately to prepare it."

"Ah."

Lin Mu'an was so tired that he couldn't move in Yan Shiji's arms.

Yan Shiji hugged Lin Muan, took him to wash up, and then ordered him to prepare meals.

Lin Mu'an felt miserable throughout the whole process, until he ate the pork rib soup, his mood improved, and he didn't look so lifeless anymore.

"Your Majesty, smile more, you look good when you smile." Yan Shiji stared at Lin Muan, held the bowl, and scooped a spoonful of soup to feed Lin Muan.

"Really?" Lin Mu'an blinked and stared straight at Yan Shiji.

"Really." Yan Shiji smiled and kissed Lin Muan's fair face.

Lin Muan does look good when he smiles. He looked good before and he looks good now.

Lin Mu'an was a little thin before, but now he has put on some fat. There is flesh on his cheeks. He looks so white and tender that he wants to take a bite.

"It really can't be true anymore." Yan Shiji pinched Lin Muan's face.

When Lin Muan heard this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, very happy.

He ate a lot of pork ribs, but the ribs were all lean and not fattening, so he felt safe eating.

"Is Third Sister-in-law pregnant?" Lin Mu'an suddenly remembered what he had just heard and asked vaguely while still chewing meat.