Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

[Suddenly serious, Yang didn’t know that Momo was a man, so he called her female. 】

"No need, I don't think His Highness will lie to me." Yang Moxian thought for a while and said seriously.

As for why Yang Moxian was so sure, it was because he really had nothing to gain. It was unnecessary for Lin Muan to lie to him. He could accept it as long as he was not allowed to die.

Although Yang Moxian has no nostalgia for this world, he doesn't want to die. Since he can live, why should he die? If he lives with nothing, then he has himself. If he dies, he won't even have himself. He will turn into carrion and be eaten by crows and beasts. That would be even more miserable. .

"Ha." Lin Mu'an chuckled, his eyes always staying on Yang Moxian's face.

Yang Mozhan turned his head to look at Lin Mu'an, and when he met his eyes, he was stunned for a moment.

Lin Muan reached out and touched his face.

"She looks a bit ruthless, but her face is really pretty."

Yang Moxian was stunned, not hearing clearly what Lin Muan said, and looked confused.

"Master Shaoqing, aren't you going back? You won't have a rest tomorrow. Is it possible that you want to stay and sleep with me?" Lin Mu'an looked closely at Yang Moxian.

Yang Moqian's breath stagnated. He could now see Lin Muan's face clearly. There was no blemish on his face. It was as smooth as a shelled egg. His eyelashes were long, his eyes were bright, his nose was high and the tip of his nose was small. The lips are red and shiny.

"Master Shaoqing, why don't you say anything?" Lin Muan liked Yang Moxian's dumb look very much, because it was really cute and made people want to bully him.

"I will leave first. Your Highness will go to bed early." Yang Moxian dodged Lin Muan's outstretched hand and got up.

"How do you want to get out, Mr. Shaoqing? There are guards and imperial guards from the third floor and the third floor outside." Lin Muan put one hand on the bedside and looked sideways at Yang Moqian.

Yang Moxian paused, but he didn't expect that the outside would be filled with so many people in such a short time, and there was really no movement at all.

"Master Shaoqing will be shot to death by random arrows when he goes out. I don't want the consort I just found to die." Lin Mu'an lazily raised his fingers towards Yang Mo, with a smile in his eyes, "Master Shaoqing, come here."

Yang Moxian hesitated. He had just escaped and didn't really want to go.

"Master Shaoqing, come here if you want to go out safely." Lin Muan lowered his hand, the smile on his face hiding a threat.

Yang Moxian thought for a moment and came to Lin Mu'an. It would be better to go back than to be in the same room as Lin Mu'an.

"Lord Shaoqing, lean down, it's hard for me to talk while you are standing there." Lin Mu'an looked at Yang Moxian with a squinted smile.

"Your Highness, please speak." Yang Moxian leaned forward obediently, with a respectful and cold attitude.

Lin Mu'an reached out and grabbed Yang Mo's collar, pulled him down, raised his head and kissed his lips.

Yang Mo was held in such a position by him, and his body leaned towards him. When he was almost pressed against Lin Mu'an, he stretched out his hand to support himself on the edge of the bed. The soft touch on his lips made his mind go blank.

"Lord Shaoqing, do you hate me as much as those people?" Lin Mu'an let go of Yang Mo's title and looked at him intently.

Yang Mo's head was empty and his eyes were fixed on Lin Mu'an's lips, but when he heard something disgusting, his eyes moved up to meet Lin Mu'an's sad eyes.

"No, I don't hate His Highness." Yang Moxian came back to his senses. Combining the words he just heard and Lin Muan's expression, he felt that he could roughly guess what he said.

"Really?" Lin Mu'an looked so sad just now that he was about to cry. Now his eyes were red and he looked at him with doubtful eyes.

"Well, I don't hate His Highness." Yang Moxian looked at Lin Mu'an blankly and emphasized seriously.

He really didn't hate Lin Mu'an, because she was not as unruly, willful or extravagant as the rumors outside said. She was assisting the emperor seriously. Without her, the emperor would be like a puppet, at the mercy of others.

The people may not be living as well as they are now. These bad remarks are just rumors spread by those who want to bring her down.

"It's great that Lord Shaoqing doesn't hate me." Lin Muan stood up wrapped in his coat and pulled him to the door with a smile on his face.

"Your Highness?"

"I'll send you back, it's not good to toss and turn." Lin Mu'an touched Yang Mo's hand and smiled happily.

Yang Moxian was stunned again. He really couldn't believe the rumors.

When he first met Lin Muan, she was also wearing a veil. He had believed this rumor before, especially about Lin Muan's appearance, because he had never seen her without a veil in the five years since he became an official. With his appearance, he would naturally believe those rumors.

It was different now. He was amazed at the first sight, but he didn't show it. The more he looked at it, the more he was distracted.

"Chu Xia, send someone to send Mr. Shaoqing back to the house safely." Lin Muan opened the door and said to Chu Xia outside.

Chu Xia frowned and didn't understand why Yang Moxian was in Lin Mu'an's room, but he quickly gave the order.

"Your Highness, please send your Excellency out, Your Highness. Don't come out. If the wind blows, His Highness will be sick again. Your Majesty will be worried and it will be difficult to handle." Chu Xia spoke to stop Lin Mu'an who was about to step out, and opened the door for Yang Mo to hold. Come out and block the wind.

"Then...then we must send him back safely. If something goes wrong, even if I don't tell you, you should know what will happen." Lin Mu'an stared at Yang Moxian and glanced at Chu Xia when he spoke.

"Yes, I know this." Chu Xia bowed slightly, "Your Highness, please go in. You need to take medicine if you are sick."

Lin Muan pursed his lips and looked at Yang Mozhan for a few seconds.

"Master Shaoqing, go back and go to bed early."

"Okay, Your Highness will go to bed early."

Yang Moxian was led away by Chu Xia. Lin Muan closed the door, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep soon after.

Chu Xia led Yang Mo out of the eldest princess's mansion with seven crutches and eight crutches in his hand. There was a carriage waiting outside.

"Has His Highness always been in this state?" Yang Moxian knew that Lin Mu'an was in poor health, but he didn't expect it to be this bad.

"Yes, sir, hurry up and get on the carriage. Your Highness will feel at ease only when you arrive at the mansion." Chu Xia obviously had no intention of talking more about Lin Mu'an's physical condition and urged Yang Moxian.

Yang Moxian also understood the interest, nodded and went to the carriage.

Chu Xia watched with an expressionless expression as Yang Mo got into the car. After instructing the driver to deliver the person safely, he bowed and sent the carriage away.

Yang Moxian sat on the carriage and wandered outside the house. After entering, he went to the bedroom, where he suddenly blushed and sat on the edge of the bed with his face in his hands.

He didn't understand what it felt like, and he didn't hate it, but the strange thing was that when he thought that if someone else did such a thing to him, he would definitely slap the person away, but when she kissed him, he only felt I felt my heart beating too vigorously.

Yang Moxian put his hand on his chest, feeling his pounding heart, which was a little difficult to calm down.