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

"Yan Shiji, are you trying to coax me?" Lin Mu'an said in a crying voice, sobbing.

"No." Yan Shiji looked at Lin Muan coldly.

"But I'm scared, why don't you comfort me." Lin Muan's nose felt sore and he was about to cry again. He let go of Yan Shiji's hand and yelled.

Yan Shiji's temples twitched and he kissed Lin Mu'an's lips.

Lin Muan was stunned. Yan Shiji saw him stunned and felt that it was time to stop yelling. As soon as he let go of Lin Muan, he started yelling again.

Yan Shiji bit Lin Muan's tongue and reached out to touch the back of his head. The other arm restrained his slender waist. Lin Muan was a little confused and resisted subconsciously.

Yan Shiji touched Lin Muan's waist, lifted him up with one hand, and leaned forward to put Lin Muan on the couch. He leaned forward and pressed her, his arms passed through Lin Muan's waist to support him, and the two of them were almost touching.

There was thunder and lightning outside, and Lin Muan was confused and scared.

"Is that enough? Does Your Majesty like your coaxing?" Yan Shiji let go of Lin Muan, stretched out his hand to lift Lin Muan's legs and put them on his waist.

Lin Mu'an looked at Yan Shiji blankly, his whole body was still in a state of emptiness, when he was suddenly pushed by something, making him look at Yan Shiji in horror.

"Your Majesty doesn't like it?" Yan Shiji smiled, looked at Lin Mu'an frivolously, and touched Lin Mu'an's thigh.

"You..." Lin Mu'an was about to speak when a bolt of lightning struck down, suppressing his words.

"Your Majesty is really very delicate." Yan Shiji smiled, picked up Lin Muan's hand, brought it to his mouth, opened his mouth and bit it.

"No!" Lin Mu'an raised his foot and kicked Yan Shiji. He felt that Yan Shiji was looking at him in the wrong way.

"It was just a thunder. Your Majesty's face turned pale with fright." Yan Shiji held Lin Muan's ankle and took off Lin Muan's foot easily.

Lin Muan trembled and looked at Yan Shiji fearfully.

Yan Shiji put his hand on Lin Muan's belt. Lin Muan stared at Yan Shiji nervously. Seeing that he was about to move, he quickly stretched out his hand to hold Yan Shiji's hand to stop Yan Shiji's movements.

"I don't want it." Lin Muan's voice was filled with fear.

"What don't you want? I don't want to do anything." Yan Shiji picked up Lin Mu'an's hand and opened Lin Mu'an's belt.

His body felt cold, and Lin Muan subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect himself.

Lin Mu'an protected him for a while, but he couldn't protect him forever, but what happened next was hard for Lin Mu'an to accept.

Yan Shiji deceived you!

Lin Muan's inner thighs felt burning pain, facing the sound of thunder and Yan Shiji, both of which he was afraid of, he felt so tired.

Yan Shiji kissed Lin Muan's face, smiling sneerly in joy.

Lin Muan was sweating, and the sweet smell became stronger. Yan Shiji licked Lin Muan's neck.

Lin Mu'an collapsed on the bed helplessly and glanced at Yan Shiji.

"Your Majesty, are you still afraid now?" Yan Shiji looked at Lin Muan with a smile.

Lin Mu'an blinked. Yan Shiji's smile frightened him, and he couldn't help but tremble. He didn't answer, and slowly closed his eyes.

Yan Shiji was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to feel Lin Muan's pulse.

After checking his pulse, he frowned and called for the imperial doctor to clean up the mess.

"So delicate." Yan Shiji touched Lin Muan's hot face and sighed slightly.

Lin Mu'an shrank in unconsciousness, avoiding Yan Shiji's hand and frowning.

Yan Shiji rolled his eyes coldly and reached out to pinch Lin Muan's face.

"Interesting things can't go bad so quickly."

When Dr. Song came, he took Lin Muan's pulse, judged that he was frightened, and prescribed medicine for him.

But Lin Mu'an was poisoned and had a fever, so he couldn't take this medicine randomly.

Yan Shiji stared at Imperial Physician Song, who was staring at him in a cold sweat.

"Go down and boil the medicine for detoxification." Yan Shiji said coldly and glanced at Lin Mu'an on the bed.

"Yes." Dr. Song did not dare to raise his head and quickly stepped back.

Lin Mu'an frowned in discomfort and slept very uneasily.

"Mom... A Bao is afraid..." Lin Muan's eyelashes were wet with tears, and she clutched the quilt tightly.

He called the palace maid to apply a cold handkerchief to Lin Mu'an, while Yan Shiji watched from the side.

After a while, Chang Songyi also came, followed by Jing Miaoyi.

Chang Songyi came here covered in dust, her clothes were not changed, her hair was not tangled, and her pretty face was full of anxiety and anger.

She seemed to be looking for something. After seeing Yan Shiji, she strode over and raised her hand to hit Yan Shiji.

Yan Shiji easily held Chang Songyi's wrist, glanced up at Chang Songyi coldly, and shook her hand away.

"What are you doing, Queen Mother?" Yan Shiji looked at Chang Songyi with a smile.

"You promised me not to let anything happen to Abao again." Chang Songyi clenched her hand and looked at Yan Shiji with a frown.

"But Queen Mother, your majesty is ill. Could it be that your majesty's illness has something to do with you?" Yan Shiji found it funny. Lin Mu'an himself was ill, so what did it have to do with him.

Chang Songyi stared at Yan Shiji for a moment, then turned around and went to the couch to guard Lin Muan.

Yan Shiji sat, glanced at Chang Songyi, and stared at Lin Muan on the couch.

Jing Miaoyi glanced at Yan Shiji and took over the maid's job, taking care of Lin Mu'an.

"Mother...is afraid...A Bao is afraid..." Lin Muan muttered in her sleep, her face pale and rosy.

Pale because he was frightened, ruddy because he was having a fever.

Chang Songyi was so distressed that she kept saying that she was there and touching Lin Muan's face.

"A Bao is not afraid. Mother is here and she is guarding A Bao." Chang Songyi put Lin Muan's hand back into the quilt and patted his chest gently. "The bad guys have been beaten away by mother. A Bao is not afraid." .”

"Mother..." Lin Muan's voice trembled, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

Chang Songyi felt so distressed that she couldn't help but wish she felt sorry for Lin Mu'an.

Yan Shiji saw that Chang Songyi and Jing Miaoyi were guarding Lin Muan, so he went back to approve the memorial. However, it is unclear whether he was focused on the memorial.

After staying up late at night, Chang Songyi had already yawned a lot and rubbed his eyes from time to time.

"How about your Majesty going back to rest? If she gets over her illness after staying overnight, it would not be good if Your Majesty recovers and your Majesty becomes ill again." Jing Miaoyi glanced at Chang Songyi, stood up, found a thin quilt and put it on Chang Songyi.

"No, if I need to rest, I will take a nap on the couch over there for a while." Chang Songyi reached out and pulled down the thin quilt that had slipped slightly, and her fingertips touched Jing Miaoyi's hand.

Jing Miaoyi was stunned for a moment and slowly retracted her hand.

"Your Majesty, I have a doubt." Jing Miaoyi glanced at her hands and stared at Lin Muan on the bed.

"You ask." Chang Songyi glanced at Jing Miaoyi.

"Why is Your Majesty afraid of Thunder Night?" Jing Miaoyi looked at Chang Songyi and asked her doubts.

Chang Songyi pursed her lips and looked back at Lin Muan.

"I gave you to A Bao. There is nothing you can't know about this. It's just that this matter is a shadow of A Bao." Chang Songyi frowned and reached out to touch Lin Muan's face.

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