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

Yang Moxian was startled for a moment. He had always thought that his appearance was quite ordinary, but if Lin Muan liked it, he would be very happy.

"Really?" Yang Moxian smiled unconfidently and looked down at Lin Mu'an.

"Really, you are very good-looking. If you were my consort, I would have really good taste." Lin Muan smiled with red eyes, looking like a little white rabbit, very well-behaved.

"Yes, His Highness has good taste." Yang Moxian smiled and kissed Lin Mu'an again.

This made Lin Muan not only blush, but also his neck and ears. He looked even more innocent than Yang Moxian before.

"Your Highness, are you sleepy? I'll take a nap with you." Yang Mo held Lin Muan's waist and leaned his face on his shoulder.

"Aren't you sleepy? Queen Mother is still looking for me, isn't she? I have to go see Queen Mother." Lin Mu'an said and was about to struggle to get up, but Yang Moxian didn't let go of him and was pushed to the bed just as he thought about it.

"His Highness is sick and it is not suitable to go out, otherwise the illness will get worse." Yang Moxian touched Lin Muan's waist and spoke in an unserious tone.

"Why are you sick? I feel like I'm not sick." Lin Muan looked at Yang Moxian with moist eyes, looking innocent.

"Your Highness, don't you feel uncomfortable here?" Yang Moxian reached out and squeezed Lin Muan's waist, looking down at his neck.

"Hey~ what are you doing?" Lin Mu'an suddenly felt a surge of pain and his face turned redder.

"Look, I said that His Highness can't go out because he is sick. His Highness doesn't believe it." Yang Mo approached Lin Mu'an and rubbed his lips against his ear.

Lin Mu'an blushed and said nothing. Yang Mo's hand reached in from his waist and pinched the soft flesh on his waist.

"Don't make trouble. The queen is really looking for me. The queen said she has something important to tell me." Lin Mu'an struggled to get up and stretched out his hand to push Yang Mozhi.

"No, no one is looking for His Highness. Really, His Highness believes in me." Yang Mo held Lin Muan's waist tightly and touched his sensitive areas with bad intentions.

Lin Mu'an's body was limply paralyzed, and his hands were still weakly pushing Yang Mo's title.

"If His Highness still wants to go after finishing his work, I won't say anything."

Lin Mu'an didn't understand what Yang Moxian meant before he was brought into another emotion.

The rain outside the house is like a waterfall, and the scene inside the house is picturesque. The flowers in the painting are divided into two branches, one closer to the body. The petals of the delicate flowers are falling in the rain, and they sing loudly. They accompany the rain into the night, and the delicate flowers sleep.

Indeed, as Yang Moxian said, he didn't want to go to the palace at all now. He was struggling to even speak, his eyes were closing uncontrollably, and he really wanted to sleep.

"Does your Highness like it?" Yang Mo kissed Lin Mu'an on the lips.

Lin Mu'an glanced at Yang Moxian and turned his head to the side, not wanting to talk to him.

"I know His Highness likes it. Go to sleep and I'll stay with you." Yang Mo looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile and patted Lin Mu'an's chest.

Lin Mu'an really didn't want to talk anymore and closed his eyes uncontrollably.

It was late at night when he woke up again. He was woken up by thirst. His throat was very dry and he felt very uncomfortable.

"You..." Lin Mu'an felt that his body was even more uncomfortable, and he couldn't speak. He reached out and hit Yang Moqian.

Yang Moxian opened his eyes and looked at Lin Mu'an. Seeing his angry face, he felt a little guilty for no reason.

"Your Highness is awake. I'm going to ask someone to bring some food." Yang Mo lifted up the quilt and got up, and went to pour water for Lin Mu'an first.

Lin Muan looked at the extra marks on his back, his face felt inexplicably hot.

Yang Moqian held the cup and fed Lin Muan some water. He was a little unskilled. The water slid down the corners of Lin Muan's lips. Yang Moqian leaned over and kissed the water-stained area.

Lin Mu'an pushed Yang Mozhi away in panic and stared at him with a red face.

"Not serious!"

"Well, Your Highness, don't get out of bed. I'll ask someone to pass on the food, and then I'll carry Your Highness to take a bath." Yang Mo pinched the back of Lin Muan's neck.

Watching Yang Mo take it out, Lin Muan glanced around and realized that it was already night, and his temples were twitching.

"What time is it now?" Lin Muan looked at Yang Moxian who came in.

"It's a quarter of an hour." Yang Moxian put on his clothes, found some clothes for Lin Mu'an to wrap up, and bent down to pick him up.

"Am I sick? Did I do anything random?" Lin Mu'an put his hands around Yang Mo's neck.

"Well, he must be sick, but His Highness didn't do anything random. His Highness is very well-behaved." Yang Mo said with a smile. Looking back on Lin Muan's state just now, he was indeed very well-behaved.

Lin Muan was relieved when he heard that he didn't do anything.

He took the person to the bathhouse, took off his clothes and put him into the pool.

Lin Mu'an showed him the way to this pool. Yang Moxian squatted by the pool and looked at him.

"Do you need me to rub your Highness's back?" Yang Mo pinched Lin Muan's shoulder.

"No, just soak for a while." Lin Muan shook his head.

"Can I go down and have a bath with His Highness?" Yang Moxian asked.

"No, this is the medicine pool. Next time you change other medicines or clean the pool, you can come and take a dip yourself." Lin Muan refused.

"Okay." Yang Mo held Lin Muan's shoulders calmly.

After running through the medicine pool, Lin Muan felt much better all over his body, but the places that should hurt still hurt, and there was a dull pain.

When Yang Moxian carried him back to eat, he fed Lin Muan.

"Have you eaten?" Lin Muan asked.

"I'm not hungry after eating." Yang Moqian wiped Lin Muan's mouth with a handkerchief, "Your Highness eats, I feed you."

"Oh."

After eating, Lin Muan was very energetic and not sleepy at all.

"Take me to sit in the courtyard for a while. I slept a lot during the day and I'm not sleepy now." Lin Mu'an pulled Yang Moxian's sleeve.

"Okay, I'll bring you a thicker cloak. Your Highness, please wait." Yang Moxian nodded.

Lin Mu'an sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yang Moxian.

Yang Moxian found a cloak and put it on Lin Muan, then picked up Lin Muan.

"Your Highness, take the mat."

"it is good."

Lin Mu'an held the cushion, and Yang Mo carried the person to the rocking chair outside the courtyard and put it down. He took the cushion from Lin Mu'an's hand, spread it out, and helped the person sit down.

The evening breeze after the autumn rain was a bit cool, which made Lin Muan feel even more awake.

"Aren't you curious why I did that?" Lin Mu'an asked casually while lying on the rocking chair.

"I can guess a few things, and I feel like I don't need to ask His Highness. I don't want to make His Highness sad by mentioning His Highness's sadness." Yang Moxian straightened his cloak, and his deep voice was extremely clear in the quiet night.

"Yeah." Lin Muan looked at him blankly, with a smile on his lips.

"Sit for a while and then go in. There is too much wind at night and it is easy to get a headache." Yang Mo kissed Lin Muan's lips.

He likes Lin Muan's smile, which is beautiful and dazzling.

"You sit down too."

"Where should I sit? On His Highness's lap?"

There were no other seats beside the rocking chair, and the only place available was occupied by Lin Muan.

"Sit with me in your arms." Lin Muan blushed.

~~~Separating line~~~

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