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

Yan Shiji sighed and sat down as instructed.

Lin Mu'an let go obediently, knelt down next to Yan Shiji, and stared at Yan Shiji.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that I will act like before?" Yan Shiji looked at Lin Mu'an and stretched out his fingers to caress Lin Mu'an's chest.

Lin Mu'an's face immediately turned red, but he did not stop Yan Shiji's movements.

"Do you like that?" Lin Muan glanced at Yan Shiji's fingers, leaned forward, and looked at Yan Shiji with bright eyes.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to use things you hate to please me." Yan Shiji stared at Lin Mu'an and retracted his hand.

Lin Muan pursed his lips, not knowing what to say, so he had to approach Yan Shiji first.

"I'm scared, but I don't hate Yan Shiji." Lin Muan said softly, staring at Yan Shiji with shining eyes.

Yan Shiji sneered, turned over and pressed Lin Muan under him, staring into his bright eyes.

Lin Mu'an was a little nervous, and subconsciously reached out to grab Yan Shiji's collar, feeling a little dazed.

Her long dark hair was scattered on the bed, her curled eyelashes were trembling slightly, her amber eyes were filled with confusion, her fair cheeks were pink and rosy, and her lips were soft and bright, which made people want to kiss her.

"Your Majesty, it's too late to push away now." Yan Shiji stretched out his hand to pull Lin Muan's legs and put them on his waist. He pinched Lin Muan's waist with both hands and said with a squinted smile.

Lin Mu'an trembled. Yan Shiji's palms were so hot, and through the thin clothes, he felt that his waist was so hot.

"Do you want a kiss?" Lin Muan was a little confused and stared at Yan Shiji.

"Your Majesty, if you continue, there will be no chance of regret." Yan Shiji twisted Lin Muan's belt, brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

He felt that everything that came into contact with Lin Muan would have the smell of Lin Muan, even the clothes.

Lin Muan blinked and swallowed nervously.

"It's okay, I'm just scared, I won't hate you." Lin Mu'an retracted his hand, tilted his head slightly and lowered his eyes. As he said this, the tips of his ears turned red quietly.

"Sleep in peace, Your Majesty, don't think so much." Yan Shiji put down Lin Muan's belt, pulled the quilt over Lin Muan, and stood up quickly.

Lin Muan looked at Yan Shiji with a blank expression. He wanted to get up but found that he was wrapped up.

Yan Shiji turned around and left without even looking at Lin Muan.

Lin Muan cooed, and the quilt fell apart.

Although I didn't understand why Yan Shiji left, I felt a little relieved.

He was still afraid, and it took a lot of courage to hold back from shaking. Now that Yan Shiji had left and his energy relaxed, he immediately felt sleepy.

Lin Muan fell asleep in a daze, and was completely confused when Jing Miaoyi called him up to attend the morning meeting.

Above the court, the ministers were arguing again, which gave Lin Muan a headache.

Lin Mu'an glanced at Yan Shiji and sighed slightly when he saw that he was silent.

He clenched his palms tightly, then stretched out his hand to rub his forehead after letting go.

"Shut up." Lin Muan said lightly.

But no one heard him at all. Lin Muan became even more annoyed, so he grabbed something on the table and smashed it down.

"I said it! Shut up!"

The muffled sound of the object hitting the person sounded together with Lin Muan's voice, and everyone present was stunned.

Even Yan Shiji was stunned.

Lin Mu'an had a severe headache and looked up at the person who was hit.

"Drag them out and withdraw from the court." Lin Mu'an stood up and shook for a moment, reaching out to support the table, "Move, are you listening to me?"

Lin Mu'an was even more angry when he saw that they were not moving.

Yan Shiji narrowed his eyes and motioned for them to do as Lin Muan said.

After everyone dispersed and everything calmed down, Lin Muan still felt a headache, his vision went dark and he fell down.

The eunuch hurriedly helped Lin Muan up, while a young eunuch went to find the imperial doctor.

Yan Shiji came to Lin Mu'an, reached out and touched Lin Mu'an's forehead, bent down and picked him up.

He didn't understand why Lin Mu'an got hot again, he was really squeamish.

The imperial doctor came to diagnose his pulse and prescribe medicine as usual, but Lin Muan held Yan Shiji's hand and refused to let go.

When Chang Songyi arrived, she saw Lin Muan holding Yan Shiji's hand. She thought Yan Shiji had done something to Lin Muan, but Jing Miaoyi explained.

I don't know what Lin Muan was dreaming about. He frowned tightly and even held Yan Shiji's hand with great strength.

Yan Shiji's hand was white, and if he pinched it hard, there would still be traces, but he felt that Lin Muan didn't have much strength, so he couldn't feel the pain.

"Otherwise, let go." Chang Songyi saw that Lin Mu'an had grabbed Yan Shiji's hand and it turned red. He really didn't want to trouble Yan Shiji, so he thought about asking him to withdraw his hand.

Yan Shiji glanced at Chang Songyi and did not move.

"Your Majesty, you can't hurt me with this little strength." Yan Shiji looked at his hands and said calmly.

"Why is A Bao sick again? He was obviously getting better, and his temperature has not dropped suddenly recently." Chang Songyi didn't understand, staring at the sick Lin Mu'an, feeling very distressed.

"The empress asked me how I knew, because your Majesty is in poor health." Yan Shiji stared at Lin Mu'an and moved his hand.

"Really? Then find someone to teach Abao martial arts, and you should also exercise." Chang Songyi glanced at Yan Shiji and said to himself.

She wanted to see Yan Shiji's attitude towards this matter, otherwise it would be difficult to say what happened next.

"It's the Queen Mother's arrangement." Yan Shiji felt that Lin Mu'an should also exercise more. As for practicing martial arts, it depends on whether he can learn it or not.

Chang Songyi breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Yan Shiji would refuse, but now she could make arrangements.

After taking care of Lin Muan's fever, Chang Songyi returned home with peace of mind.

Only Lin Mu'an and Yan Shiji were left in the room, while Jing Miaoyi went to cook the medicine.

Lin Mu'an didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore, but he still held Yan Shiji's hand. If Yan Shiji tried to pull away, he would hold it tightly.

Yan Shiji didn't know why he was holding her hand, but he took the opportunity to take it away and gave it to him in exchange for his own clothes.

After changing, Yan Shiji suddenly felt that his behavior was childish and smiled.

"Your Majesty, why are you so delicate?" Yan Shiji murmured, and he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to someone else.

Lin Mu'an frowned, clutched the corner of Yan Shiji's clothes and turned sideways, and gently rubbed the corner of Yan Shiji's clothes.

Yan Shiji was stunned for a moment, then leaned over slightly, touched Lin Muan's face, and kissed Lin Muan's lips.

Jing Miaoyi held the tray tightly, looking at the scene in front of her in surprise.

She didn't go over until Yan Shiji got up.

Yan Shiji knew she had come in, but he saw it when he saw it. He would see her sooner or later anyway.

Yan Shiji acted as if nothing had happened, helped Lin Muan up, took the medicine bowl and fed Lin Muan some medicine.

Lin Mu'an really didn't like taking medicine, and his teeth clenched as soon as the bitter taste entered his mouth.

The last time it was really Chang Songyi who had poured it in for many years. This time Lin Muan really didn't drink, and all the liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth to his neck.