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

"Sister Huang, wake up! Yu'er is not hungry." Lin Yanyu dropped the chess piece, stood up and hugged Lin Mu'an.

Lin Mu'an smiled softly and touched Lin Yanyu's head.

"Master Shaoqing, aren't you going back yet?" Lin Muan glanced at Yang Moxian.

"Your Highness, do you want me to go back?" Yang Mo looked at Lin Mu'an steadily.

Lin Mu'an pursed his lips and said nothing, then glanced at Lin Yanyu.

"It's up to you." Lin Mu'an said calmly.

"I want to spend more time with His Highness." Yang Moxian said seriously.

"Got it." Lin Mu'an looked away from Yang Mo, his ears slightly red.

Lin Yanyu looked at the two of them, smiled sweetly at Lin Muan, and held Lin Muan's clothes tightly with his hands.

"What's wrong with Yu'er?" Lin Mu'an patted Lin Yanyu's back.

"Yu'er wants to sleep." Lin Yanyu's tone was light, but it could be seen that he was sleepy.

"Did Yu'er not sleep well last night?" Lin Mu'an felt sorry for him.

"The imperial sister is not in the palace, Yu'er is afraid."

Lin Yanyu is actually very afraid of the palace, but Lin Muan has no choice. As the eldest princess, he cannot live in the palace permanently. In the eyes of outsiders, they are siblings. If he stays in Lin Yanyu's dormitory, he may be so... What do some people with dirty thoughts think?

Lin Muan sighed.

Yang Moxian's doubtful eyes wandered between the two of them.

"Then let me take Yu'er to take a nap, okay?"

"it is good."

Lin Yanyu's tone was sleepy, and her body was weakly resting on him.

"Yu'er, go to the dormitory and sleep." Lin Mu'an couldn't hold on anymore. He was really weak.

Yang Moxian didn't ask anything when he saw this, and stretched out his hand to support Lin Yanyu.

He took Lin Yanyu into the dormitory. This dormitory was not the place where the late emperor slept, but a remodel of their previous dormitory.

"Sister..." Lin Yanyu lay on the floor and stared blankly at Lin Muan with squinted eyes.

Lin Muan was helped by Chu Xia to sit down and put Lin Yanyu's head on his lap.

"Hello, sister." Lin Yanyu's voice was drowsy, and she was obviously about to fall asleep.

"Well, Yu'er'an." Lin Mu'an coaxed Lin Yanyu softly and touched Lin Yanyu's head.

He covered Lin Yanyu with a blanket, hummed softly, and patted him on the back.

Yang Moxian and Chu Xia stood aside and watched. Chu Xia was used to this situation. Yang Moxian didn't quite understand, but he felt that if Lin Mu'an was a mother, she would be a very good mother, because she is now a good sister.

Yang Moxian had no brothers or sisters and didn't understand these things, but now he was inexplicably envious of Lin Yanyu.

Lin Yanyu was sleeping soundly. Lin Muan left a piece of his own clothes for Lin Yanyu to hold while he stood up. He couldn't sit still and wait for him to wake up.

Lin Mu'an has become accustomed to Lin Yanyu's childlike behavior. Lin Yanyu calls him imperial sister, knowing that he is a man, but treating him as a mother.

The first empress actually adopted Lin Yanyu and didn't care much about it. It was basically Lin Muan who took Lin Yanyu, and he got Lin Yanyu's name. However, the first empress didn't want to take care of it, but she couldn't.

The late emperor adopted the child into her name just to test her. If she cultivated Lin Yanyu, the late emperor would not hesitate to accuse her of unwarranted charges, which would implicate her greatly.

But he is different. The late emperor didn't care about the princess at all, and the prince only went to see her when he was in a good mood. He only loved himself.

Lin Muan can understand Lin Yanyu, but he does not accept that Lin Yanyu's feelings have become abnormal, so he has always emphasized the relationship between the two to prevent him from thinking abnormally.

"Has it always been like this?" Yang Moxian stretched out his arm and handed it to Lin Mu'an, looked at Lin Mu'an worriedly, and asked softly.

Lin Muan put his hand on his arm, motioning to go out before talking, and glanced at Lin Yanyu, who was sleeping soundly.

Chu Xia stayed to guard Lin Yanyu.

"Yu'er can't sleep well without me, and even taking medicine can't help it. It's a problem left over from before." Lin Muan stood still and took back his hand, touching the jade bracelet on his wrist.

"Is there no other way to correct Your Majesty?" Yang Moxian glanced at Lin Muan's wrist.

On his jade-white wrist was a white jade-red marrow bracelet, which looked like it was in good condition and had some time.

"Yes, but you have to take your time." Lin Mu'an smiled slightly and whispered softly: "But I hope Yu'er will be fine soon. After all, I can't stay with Yu'er forever."

Yang Moxian felt that Lin Muan's words sounded inexplicably uncomfortable and full of helpless sadness.

"Your Highness..."

"Master Shaoqing, please accompany me for a walk."

Lin Mu'an looked at Yang Mo Xian with a smile. The words Yang Mo Xian wanted to ask stopped in his throat, and he consciously stretched out his arm to support Lin Mu'an.

The two of them walked all the way to the Imperial Garden. All the maids and eunuchs here were working with their heads down, and none of them dared to raise their heads.

"What would Mr. Shaoqing do if he didn't become an official?" Lin Muan looked at the flowers in the imperial garden, standing with his body half leaning on Yang Moxian's arm.

"I don't know." Yang Moxian thought for a while and said calmly.

"Master Shaoqing, don't you have any plans or goals? Then how did you become the number one scholar and then become an official?" Lin Muan asked curiously.

Yang Moxian didn't know where to start for a while. He came to take the No. 1 exam or become an official, but it was actually not what he wanted. He himself didn't know what he wanted.

When he was five years old, Manchuria was destroyed and he escaped. When he fled to the edge of a cliff, he slipped and fell. Fortunately, there was a river below and he knew a little water.

But in the end he fainted from exhaustion and woke up in a farmer's house. He had always known his identity, but he had no desire to return to the palace.

The memories here for him are all bad.

There is only one person in the farmer's family, and that person is very kind to him. However, that person has no wife, no children, and has sick legs and feet, but he knows some carpentry. He saved him when he went to the city to do some work earlier.

He raised him as his own son, and he also learned some carpentry from the man. He learned well, and the man was very relieved and happy.

His life could have been so ordinary. He had already accepted this person and thought that he would work harder at carpentry and earn money to support him. However, when he was full of longing for the future, he received bad news.

It was raining, and the man was hit by a carriage when he came back. The perpetrator was missing. He was only fifteen years old at the time and saw with his own eyes that the man was covered in blood. He looked at the blood and was numb and didn't know what to do. .

The man called him Qian'er and asked him to come closer, as if he wanted to say his last words to him, but they were indeed his last words.

He told himself where the family's money was hidden, and asked him to live well and take good care of himself. If possible, he hoped that he would take the exam and become a scholar. He said that he didn't seem to be suitable for carpentry, and that he would be the most noble scholar. suitable.

The man also told him the meaning of his name.

But Yang Moxian couldn't remember it. At that time, he noticed his lowered hand and his heart stopped for a moment.