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

Yan Shiji glanced at Lin Muan's waist and hugged him whole body.

"Huh? Oh well, I know... I feel weird sitting like this." Lin Muan wanted to get up, but didn't dare to move.

"Is it strange that His Majesty and Concubine Xin have never been so intimate?" Yan Shiji smiled, lowered his head and continued to review the memorial.

Concubine Xin's real name is Ye Huayue, and she is the legitimate daughter of Ye Cheng, the third-rank Huaihua general.

Ye Huayue has only one daughter in her family. She has three brothers. She is the youngest, so she is highly valued and favored in the family.

She also has a role in the plot, as a vicious female supporting role.

Ye Huayue likes the original body because it arouses her protective desire, and she also likes the original body after recovery.

Anyway, I just like the original person without any brain.

Lin Muan doesn't understand or understand, doesn't want to understand or understand.

In the plot, Ye Huayue lives longer than Jing Miaoyi.

"No." Lin Mu'an answered truthfully and pushed Yan Shiji.

"Your Majesty, you dislike me?" Yan Shiji narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Mu'an coldly.

"No, I don't like gouache." Lin Mu'an hid, his nose felt itchy when he smelled the gouache.

Yan Shiji looked at Lin Muan suspiciously and touched his face.

Lin Muan really didn't like the smell of gouache, it made him frown.

Yan Shiji smiled and moved his face closer to Lin Muan.

"Your Majesty is so squeamish?" Yan Shiji stared at Lin Muan's face and suddenly felt that Lin Muan was pretty.

"It's not that I'm squeamish, I just don't like the taste." Lin Mu'an avoided Yan Shiji's face and turned his face away.

"Just squeamish." Yan Shiji reached out and pinched Lin Muan's chin, forcing Lin Muan to look at him.

Lin Muan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yan Shiji laughed and ignored him. Lin Muan sat blankly on Yan Shiji's lap, staring at him as he reviewed the memorial, making him want to sleep.

After a while, Lin Mu'an's head was shaking, and his head almost hit the table. He was so frightened that he quickly held Yan Shiji's hand.

"I'm sleepy, can I go to the side hall to sleep?" Lin Mu'an yawned and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

Yan Shiji stared at Lin Muan's face and narrowed his eyes.

Inexplicably, he thought Lin Mu'an was good-looking, but he just wanted to bully him.

Yan Shiji only stared at Lin Muan and did not reply to Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an felt dizzy from sleep. He put his arms around Yan Shiji's waist, let go, and nuzzled into Yan Shiji's arms. He closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep.

Yan Shiji was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched Lin Muan's face.

With his smooth face, Yan Shiji felt that the calluses on his hands could scratch his face, but he did not stop.

Lin Mu'an felt sleepy and uncomfortable. He waved away Yan Shiji's hand, buried his face in Yan Shiji's chest, and suffocated himself.

Yan Shiji narrowed his eyes, touched Lin Muan's chin, and moved his face away.

"Your Majesty, sleep as long as you want. Don't bury your face in my arms. If you drool, I will be disgusted." Yan Shiji stared at the confused Lin Mu'an and said coldly.

Lin Mu'an was so sleepy that he couldn't hear clearly what Yan Shiji said, so he fell asleep according to the movements he had arranged for him.

When Yan Shiji saw that he could sleep, he ignored him and continued to criticize the memorial.

At three o'clock, a man wearing a black flying fish suit walked in.

"My subordinates pay homage to the Governor. May you be a thousand years old." The man knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

Yan Shiji raised his eyes and glanced at the man.

"Get up and lower your voice." Yan Shiji lowered his eyes and glanced at Lin Mu'an, staring at the memorial.

Wuchuan was confused for a moment, glanced at Yan Shiji, and found someone lying in his arms, and immediately understood what he meant.

"Sir, yesterday's assassination was arranged by the third-rank servant subordinate to the third prince in collusion with the fourth-rank lieutenant general. The evidence has been found and is waiting for your arrangement." Kirigawa knelt down and reported, "My subordinates also found out that the third prince's concubine has been killed. Three months pregnant."

Yan Shiji paused and sneered.

"Let her live." Yan Shiji only said three words, but he was extremely cold.

Wuchuan understood what Yan Shiji meant and nodded slightly, waiting for Yan Shiji to speak.

"The assistant minister and the middle minister will form a clique for personal gain." Yan Shiji only said this.

Kirikawa understood this and retreated without saying a word.

The imperial study room was extremely quiet. Yan Shiji glanced at Lin Muan who was sleeping soundly, put down his brush and picked him up.

Lin Muan was still sleeping peacefully, unaffected at all.

Yan Shiji felt that Lin Mu'an was sleeping so deeply that if someone else sold him, he wouldn't even know it.

When Jing Miaoyi saw Lin Muan being carried out by Yan Shiji, she was anxious for a moment, but seeing no blood, she thought she must have fallen asleep.

Carrying him back to the side hall, Jing Miaoyi followed him, but Lin Muan showed no sign of waking up.

When they were put on the bed and laid down, the hand hooked around Yan Shiji's neck was hard. Yan Shiji was not aware of it and almost fell on Lin Mu'an.

Fortunately, he held on.

Lin Mu'an was still sleeping, but he frowned, retracted his hands and hugged the quilt.

Yan Shiji smiled, reached out and touched his neck, stared at Lin Muan for a few seconds, then turned around and left.

Jing Miaoyi only dared to go in when she saw Yan Shiji coming out. She checked Lin Muan and was relieved to see that Lin Muan was fine.

Although she didn't know why Yan Shiji was suddenly curious about Lin Muan, she couldn't let Lin Muan get hurt. She hadn't done anything for her brother, but it was best that Lin Muan didn't get into trouble.

Lin Muan moved and buried his face in the quilt.

Jing Miaoyi gently covered Lin Muan with the quilt and sighed slightly.

"It seems that I still have to pick up martial arts, just a little bit." Jing Miaoyi stared at Lin Muan and murmured to herself.

In the next half month, Yan Shiji would hold Lin Muan in his arms whenever he wanted to approve a memorial. Lin Muan didn't understand why he did this, but he didn't dare to ask.

"Yan Shiji, where is Miaoyi?" Lin Muan asked doubtfully.

At this moment, Lin Mu'an was having lunch with Yan Shiji, but he didn't see Jing Miaoyi wanting to find her.

"The Queen Mother has called." Yan Shiji replied coldly.

"Okay." Lin Mu'an gained a lot of eloquence and continued: "When the memorial is approved, can you stop hugging me? I can embroider with you next to you. I feel sleepy when I see the memorial."

Yan Shiji glanced at Lin Muan and agreed with Lin Muan's words.

Lin Mu'an smiled and immersed himself in his meal.

After dinner, Lin Muan was sitting next to him doing embroidery. Yan Shiji didn't understand why a grown man like Lin Muan liked embroidery, and was a little curious about what he was embroidering.

He came to Lin Muan's side and stared at the embroidered bandage in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mu'an looked at Yan Shiji doubtfully.

"I am thinking about why Your Majesty likes embroidery." Yan Shiji looked at the lifelike lotus flowers on Lin Muan's embroidery cloth.

Lin Muan was stunned by the question and looked at his embroidery.

Yan Shiji saw that Lin Mu'an couldn't answer it himself, so he didn't pursue the question.

"Is this for the Queen Mother?" Yan Shiji narrowed his eyes and glanced at Lin Muan's neck.

"Well, it's for my mother, who likes lotus flowers." Lin Mu'an said with a smile.