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

Xiao Ye sighed, not knowing what to say. Anyway, he listened to Lin Muan.

Xiao Ye was the general that Lin Yi feared the most, and he was the marquis whom he personally made. Lin Yi was the late emperor.

Lin Yi was not sure when he made Xiao Ye a Marquis, because he himself came up like this, and in the end he became ambitious and rebelled. He was afraid that Xiao Ye, the Marquis of Xuanwu, would do the same.

This is a guilty conscience.

So he married Xiao Qingyi, Xiao Ye's only daughter, who was Lin Muan's mother.

If Xiao Qingyi had not entered the palace, she would have been a wanton woman flying on horseback. Xiao Qingyi was not a gentle woman to begin with, but there was a huge disparity in power between men and women. She could not defeat Lin Yi that night.

Then there was Lin Muan. When he was a princess, Ji Yi sent people to kill him several times. Sometimes he was seriously injured and sometimes he was slightly injured. He took medicine and some poison. It's strange that his body can recover.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I have everything under my control." Lin Muan smiled gently.

Xiao Ye sighed.

"I'm going to get married to that boy in a few days. What do An'er think?" Xiao Ye still didn't know that Yang Moxian knew that Lin Mu'an was a boy, so he asked.

"Very good." Lin Muan and Xiao Ye looked at each other.

"It's fine if An'er thinks it's good. If An'er lives well, Yi'er will also be happy." Xiao Ye understood in an instant and nodded.

"Grandpa, have you had dinner? If not, leave some to eat." Lin Muan looked at Xiao Ye with a smile.

"An'er hasn't eaten yet? I've eaten. Don't worry about me. I'm just here to see An'er and mention the child's affairs. An'er can go have a meal. I'll go back first, so as not to be too late. Your grandmother read it." Xiao Ye stood up on the chair and looked at Lin Muan with a smile.

Lin Mu'an was stunned by these words, and smiled with red eyes.

"Grandpa, don't panic, I'll call someone to pick you up." Lin Muan pulled Xiao Ye to sit down.

Lin Mu'an's grandmother fell ill as early as the year Xiao Qingyi died, and died not long after. How can she still have a grandmother now.

"Okay, okay, then I'll chat with An'er for a while. Our An'er has grown so big. Yi'er will definitely be very happy to see her." Xiao Ye extended his hand lovingly.

Lin Mu'an put his face into the old man's palm. Xiao Ye smiled even happier and touched Lin Mu'an's face gently.

People came after a while, and Yang Moxian also came at this time.

"Dad." A man approached Xiao Ye with a worried face.

Xiao Ye looked at the man with a smile and stared for a while before speaking.

"Bosheng, why did you run out? It's time for your mother to beat you later."

Xiao Boxheng looked at Lin Muan with surprise and confusion.

"Grandpa is sick. Uncle will find more people to take care of him in the future." Lin Muan smiled and helped Xiao Ye up and handed him to Xiao Baisheng.

"Okay, please, Your Highness." Xiao Boxheng's eyes were red and he looked at Xiao Ye with a smile.

"An'er, go have a meal quickly. Your uncle and I are going back." Xiao Ye patted Lin Mu'an's arm and was happily helped away by the maid of the Xiao family.

"Okay, grandpa will tell uncle when he comes next time not to come out by himself." Lin Muan came to the door with a smile and glanced at Yang Moxian.

"Okay, An'er, let's have lunch." Xiao Ye waved his hand.

Yang Moxian looked at Lin Mu'an, then at Xiao Boxheng, standing still.

"An'er, is your grandfather sick?" Xiao Baisheng couldn't believe it. His always tough father was sick, and he couldn't accept it.

"Well, it's not a big deal. Just take good care of it. I will also send someone to protect it. Don't worry, uncle."

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

"Well, uncle, walk slowly."

After Xiao Baisheng left, Lin Muan and Yang Moxian were left in the front hall.

"Come here." Lin Mu'an waved to Yang Moxian.

Yang Mo walked towards Lin Mu'an with a smile, came to Lin Mu'an and leaned over slightly.

"Why don't you eat first?" Lin Muan reached out and touched his face, then raised his head and kissed his lips.

"I want to have dinner with His Highness." Yang Moxian stared at Lin Muan's face, wanting to bite it.

"I told you before I left, if you are hungry, eat first. If I am busy from morning to night, then you will be hungry all day." Lin Mu'an angrily pinched Yang Moxian's face.

"It's not a bad idea." Yang Mo smiled.

"It's okay, you have to eat when it's time to eat." Lin Mu'an frowned and lightly slapped Yang Moxian twice on the face, "Do you hear that?"

"Well, listen to your Highness." Yang Mo held his arms around Lin Muan's waist, put his hand on the back of Lin Muan's head, lowered his head and kissed Lin Muan.

Lin Muan didn't understand why this person was doing this, but it didn't matter.

After kissing everyone, they were still confused, so Yang Mo picked him up by the waist.

"What are you doing?" Lin Mu'an grabbed Yang Mo's collar.

"Take your highness to have a meal." Yang Mo looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile.

"Oh." Lin Mu'an squinted at Yang Moxian, always feeling that what this man said about eating was not serious.

But in the end, he had a decent meal, and when he was lying on the bed, Lin Muan couldn't believe that this man didn't do something to him.

"What's wrong, Your Highness? Are you not sleepy yet?" Yang Moxian gently patted Lin Muan's back.

Lin Mu'an nestled in Yang Moxian's arms, looking at Yang Moxian with wide eyes, his twinkling peach blossom eyes full of doubts.

Yang Moxian lowered his eyes to look at Lin Mu'an, met his eyes, and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"What are you thinking about, Your Highness?" Yang Mo put his hand on Lin Muan's waist and squeezed it gently.

Lin Muan blushed and shook his head.

"Nothing, sleep." Lin Mu'an buried his face in Yang Mo's arms and said in a low voice.

"Good morning, Your Highness." Yang Mo twirled a strand of Lin Muan's hair, brought it to his lips and kissed it.

Lin Mu'an could naturally feel what he had done and didn't want to pay attention to him, and fell asleep after a while.

When they woke up, the princess's house was already busy with wedding matters. Yang Moxian also had to leave because they couldn't meet each other three days before the wedding. Lin Mu'an didn't know who made this rule, but that was all.

Lin Muan was bored. Boredom meant having nothing to do. He wanted to find something to do when he had nothing to do, and then he went to the dungeon again.

"do you died?"

"Your Highness." When Bai Lu saw Lin Mu'an coming, she saluted respectfully, "Your Highness, he is not dead, but he is about to die, but he will not be allowed to die in the few days when Your Highness gets married."

"Okay." Lin Muan took the torture instrument from Bai Lu and poked Su Hao.

Su Hao, the male protagonist, is quite selfish and arrogant. Lin Muan doesn't understand what the world consciousness is doing. He has to kill Su Hao anyway.

After all, this man not only killed Yang Moxian, but also had something to do with his original death. Although it was not a big deal, Lin Mu'an had to blame him for his bad mood.

"Woo!" Su Hao seemed to want to say something when he saw Lin Mu'an, but he had no teeth at all, so what else could he say.