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

"If your Majesty wants to weed, you can call the palace servants." He Zhiyan walked towards Lin Mu'an and looked at him condescendingly, "Your Majesty is the emperor, and it is unbecoming of the royal family to be seen by others doing this."

"Okay, I won't do it next time." Lin Muan took two steps back. He felt that it was scary for He Zhiyan to speak with a stern face.

When He Zhiyan saw him retreating, he did not approach. His eyes flashed across Lin Muan's neck, he withdrew his gaze and took a few steps back.

"But... He Zhiyan, I had nothing to do... so I pulled weeds." Lin Muan lowered his head and explained in a low voice.

"Your Majesty writes an article of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" every day, and I will come and check it. Your Majesty, don't do any unnecessary things, stay healthy and go to court." He Zhiyan said coldly.

"Okay, I understand." Lin Muan nodded.

"Your Majesty, please have a meal. I will come back tomorrow."

"Ah."

He Zhiyan stared at Lin Muan for a while, feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where the feeling came from.

Lin Mu'an stood still. He Zhiyan turned around and left before he moved. He asked Yin Shuang to get water for him to wash his hands. After washing his hands, he ate. After eating, he asked someone to bring out the book and copy it.

It was getting dark and Bi Dan told him to go to bed before he stopped writing.

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"Hug by He Zhiyan!" The little emperor looked at He Zhiyan with a bright smile and opened his hands to him.

He Zhiyan frowned. He felt that he would not hug the little emperor, but he hugged him, and even picked him up.

"He Zhiyan, I like you so much." The little emperor put his hands around He Zhiyan's neck and rubbed his face affectionately.

"Your Majesty, stop making trouble, you still have unfinished homework." He Zhiyan's tone could not be described as doting. Although he said that he wanted the little emperor to complete his homework, he did not let go of the little emperor.

"No, no, I'll finish my homework later." The little emperor said coquettishly, with a "I don't care" expression on his face, "He Zhiyan, you are so busy, I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm so Miss you~"

He Zhiyan smiled and patted the little emperor on the back, feeling that what the little emperor said was a bit funny.

"Your Majesty, we haven't seen each other for only half a day. Why do you make it sound like we haven't seen each other for several years?" He Zhiyan pinched the little emperor's face.

"Oh, there is a saying that a day without seeing you is like three autumns. An hour without seeing you is like a year." The little emperor rubbed the palm of He Zhiyan's hand and smiled obediently.

"Your Majesty is talking nonsense again. It's not good for others to hear this." He Zhiyan was very happy that the little emperor relied on him, but he felt that there was something wrong with such dependence.

"He Zhiyan..." The little emperor opened and closed his lips not knowing what he was saying, but he smiled happily. After speaking, the little emperor kissed him on the face.

He Zhiyan woke up with a start, not knowing whether it was a dream or a memory from a previous life.

"Why would I allow him to kiss me?" He Zhiyan touched his face, and he felt that the touch was real.

No one gave him the answer to his doubts.

He Zhiyan lowered his eyes and looked at the memorial on the desk. He did not expect that he would fall asleep while reviewing the memorial and have such strange dreams.

Lin Mu'an should be asleep now, He Zhiyan thought, but his body made a move before his thoughts, and he left the imperial study.

By the time they came to their senses, they were already at the gate of Qianqing Palace, and they could enter with just one step.

He Zhiyan paused with his outstretched hand, looked up at the plaque of Qianqing Palace, and reached out to push the door open.

There was candlelight in the bedroom. He Zhiyan thought Lin Muan was not asleep, so he opened the door and went in.

"Prince?" Yin Shuang was guarding Lin Mu'an and was surprised for a moment when he saw He Zhiyan coming in.

"he has slept?"

"Your Majesty has gone to bed."

He Zhiyan entered the inner room. There was a lamp on the table and a big bulge on the bed. He walked closer and looked at Lin Muan.

Lin Muan's delicate little face was a little red, but his complexion didn't look much better, but it didn't affect his appearance. The long hair on his forehead slid past his thick eyelashes and hung on the tip of his nose. It was heart-wrenching to watch. itch.

Lin Mu'an looked pretty and well-behaved. A normal person would probably like him very much, but He Zhiyan couldn't do it because he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

No matter how good and obedient Lin Muan is now, he will still think of the pain when Lin Muan killed him.

He Zhiyan reached out and touched Lin Muan's face. The smooth and tender touch made people want to pinch it, but He Zhiyan's eyes came to Lin Muan's lips.

I still feel the touch when I wake up, and his lips look very soft, so does it feel like that when I kiss myself?

"Am I not good to you? Why do you want to kill me?" He Zhiyan murmured to himself, his eyes full of viciousness, and his hands became stronger.

Lin Muan woke up from pain. He felt like someone was pinching his face.

"It hurts!" Lin Muan waved his hand and hit He Zhiyan on the arm with a snap.

He Zhiyan didn't feel any pain, but let go, but Lin Muan felt that his hand hurt so much that his eyes instantly turned red, but he didn't dare to cry, so he held his hand and rubbed it.

"He Zhiyan, why are you in my bedroom?" Lin Muan rubbed his fingertips and asked He Zhiyan.

"Let's see if His Majesty is asleep." He Zhiyan said without blushing and without a beating heart. He glanced at Lin Muan's fingers and felt no guilt at all.

"Oh, do you want He Zhiyan to sleep together?" Lin Mu'an was really unhappy. How could anyone pinch someone's face to see if they were sleeping?But he couldn't break his character, so he smiled purely.

He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan's bed, and then at Lin Muan's shoulders, which were exposed as he quickly stood up and slipped off his shirt.

Lin Muan felt that He Zhiyan would not agree, because in He Zhiyan's plot, he liked men, and he did not want to be involved with him at all, let alone like him.

But unexpectedly, He Zhiyan nodded, took off his shoes freely, lifted the quilt and lay down.

Lin Mu'an stared blankly at He Zhiyan's face. He suspected that this man had changed his soul.

"Your Majesty is not sleeping? Do you want me to coax you?" He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan with a blank expression, as if he couldn't believe that he would agree.

Lin Muan shook his head and slid down to lie down.

He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan's profile and didn't know what he was thinking.

Lin Mu'an closed his eyes and prepared to sleep in order not to embarrass himself, but he could feel a hot gaze and a faint scent of ambergris in the air. He thought it should be from He Zhiyan, himself. No need for ambergris.

Lin Muan felt that his gaze was too hot and turned around. He Zhiyan still kept staring at Lin Muan, but Lin Muan felt that the burning sensation was much smaller.

He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan's slender and fair neck. A few strands of hair stuck to his neck, making people want to brush them away, but He Zhiyan did not move. When Lin Muan turned over, he smelled a sweet fragrance. .

There was no incense in his bedroom, and the bedding didn't smell like incense, so the sweet fragrance could only be emanating from Lin Mu'an.

"Your Majesty took a bath with women's saponins?" He Zhiyan's voice was particularly clear in the quiet space.

Lin Mu'an couldn't even pretend not to hear.