The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

Lin's mouth twitched in his later years: "Oh, remember to close the door when you leave." He said, turned his back to Ye Xuan and closed his eyes to sleep.

Ye Xuan stood for a while, then slowly walked to the bed, looked at the free space, took off his shoes and lay down on it.

【Good fragrance】

Lin, who was pretending to be asleep, heard his voice in his later years and almost failed.

He shook himself, took out half of the quilt, and let the man next to him cover him.

The night was very cold, and the candlelight in the room flickered on and off, and was eventually blown out by the wind.

There was silence in the room.

the next day.

Lin slept until he woke up naturally in his later years. After opening his eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch the place next to him. The sheets became cold and his perspective became clearer, and he realized that Ye Xuan was gone.

After getting dressed, he yawned and opened the door, only to see Wan Gui standing at the door holding a towel and washing basin.

"Sir, you're awake."

"When you wake up, just leave it at the door from now on. You don't have to stand outside all the time."

Lin WanNian let her in, noticed Wan Gui's walking posture and said.

"This is what a slave should do."

Wan Gui whispered.

"Oh. How is the situation with the guests?"

"Wanhua and I went to deliver breakfast to him this morning. He asked his servant to tell you that he will go out for something and will not come back until tonight."

"Ah."

After rinsing his mouth and face in his later years, Lin had a bowl of millet porridge and a drawer of steamed buns.

Let her go out and stay in the house to think about it for a day.

At night, as soon as he lay down to sleep, someone climbed up from the other side of the bed.

Early the next morning. In his later years, Lin came to the blacksmith shop and gave him his structural drawings, asking him to make the parts he wanted.

To make compressed biscuits, you need to use puffed powder, which is extruded at high temperatures through a puffing machine. Now that the frontier war is raging, it is impossible for Lin to make something perfect in a short time in his later years, but he can make something that is almost resistant to resistance. Food to survive this war.

The original author wrote about the plot of Wei Yuwen returning to the frontier to fight, and Tu Shiyu now going to the south to control the flood. There were serious internal conflicts among the princes in the imperial city, difficulties in transporting military supplies, and the diseases caused by environmental viruses after the flood. ...There are many crises, how to solve them specifically, and there is no next step in the plot, so she is trapped here, and she doesn’t know anything about the subsequent plot.

When Lin came here in his later years, the couple was no longer in the imperial city.

After manufacturing, how to establish a relationship with the imperial army in charge of the border fortress and sell this batch of goods still needs further planning.

Now let’s get the sample of compressed biscuits out and take it one step at a time.

In his later years, Lin found several iron shops and asked them to make the same kind of utensils. In one day, he spent almost ten taels of silver. Of the three hundred taels in the system's backpack, there are now only twenty-five taels left.

In his later years, Lin looked at the wallet in his hand and walked back carelessly.

"Let, let, let."

A gruff voice sounded from the front.

Lin looked up in his later years and saw a carriage approaching, with slaves on both sides of the carriage. The carriage was made of precious ebony wood and inlaid with golden decorations. The curtains were woven with fine silk and embroidered with The complicated patterns look like a wealthy person who is either rich or noble.

In his later years, Lin followed the crowd to the side of the street and watched the carriage pass by him. A curtain on the left and right sides of the carriage opened, revealing the faces of the people inside.

Lin met her in his later years, and he stared at her as if he were appreciating an ancient noble lady. It wasn't until the carriage moved away that he realized that there were guards following behind the carriage.

Praetorian Guards, a branch of the imperial palace.

Passers-by commented: "It seems to be Concubine Xi."

"I heard that she went to a Taoist temple to pray for the emperor."

At this time, the woman sitting in the carriage lowered the curtain, with panic on her graceful face.

Sitting next to her was a maid: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"I just seemed to have met my long-lost brother."

The maid Qiuyue was with her in Zizai Lin Mansion. When she heard this, she said: "Ah? Didn't the prince disappear long ago?"

Concubine Xi did not speak.

Qiuyue saw that her face was not so good and suggested: "Mother, why don't I ask the coachman to turn back?"

Lin Rongxi waved her hand: "No, maybe I am blind." If it was really her brother, he should have gone back long ago.

"Your Majesty, you have finally come to the end of your hardships."

After the carriage left, road traffic returned to normal, and Lin continued walking in his later years.

"(＞^w^＜)meow~"

A black cat ran over from the crowd, bit the corner of Lin Wanni's clothes, waggled its tail, and meowed non-stop.

In his later years, Lin heard the cat's meow and felt blessed. He turned around and looked down and saw the familiar cat.

"Cat six."

"Dear host, long time no see." A cheerful voice sounded.