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

Yan Shiji was a little stunned and smiled.

"Yan Shiji, Yan Shiji, do I smell better or does the ointment smell better?" Lin Muan covered his wrist, hoping that Yan Shiji would answer him.

"Your Majesty is sweet." Yan Shiji raised his eyes to look at Lin Muan, picked up Lin Muan's hand, leaned over and kissed Lin Muan's face.

Lin Muan was happy, squinting and smiling.

His fair and tender face smiled, and his bright amber eyes narrowed. He looked very well-behaved. If he hadn't been outside, he would have pressed Lin Muan and kissed her.

"I am Xiangxiang, Yan Shiji can only like me." Lin Muan smiled sweetly and stared at his wrist.

Yan Shiji didn't answer. He touched Lin Muan's hand and asked him to go back. He still had government affairs to be busy with.

Everyone who could notice Lin Muan naturally saw it. Yan Shiji was not afraid of others looking at him, and he would be killed if he dared to say nonsense.

Ye Huayue couldn't accept it the most, but she couldn't get into Lin Muan's heart, and she couldn't stop Lin Muan from liking someone else. What's more, that person was Yan Shiji, and Lin Muan didn't seem to be forced.

She couldn't say anything, and when she saw it, it didn't seem as hard to accept as she expected. She just thought that it would be good if Lin Muan could be happy.

Ye Xianqing glanced at his sister, and Ye Huayue picked up the spear and continued to swing it.

The Ye family is best at spearing, and Ye Huayue is even better at it than Ye Xianqing.

Seeing that Ye Huayue was silent, Ye Xianqing stepped forward to compete with her.

Jing Miaoyi looked at the two of them, glanced at Chang Zhili, put down her sword, and went to help Lin Muan.

Instead of helping Lin Muan go back to practice sword practice, he helped him go over to sit with Chang Songyi.

Chang Songyi glanced at Jing Miaoyi and stared at Lin Muan.

"What did Yan Shiji do to find A Bao?" Chang Songyi couldn't see what Yan Shiji did to Lin Muan from his perspective, so he had to ask.

"Apply the medicine to A Bao. The ointment is fragrant." Lin Muan smiled with squinted eyes and showed his wrist to Chang Songyi.

Chang Songyi looked at Lin Muan's wrist and smelled the fragrance as soon as he took it out.

"It seems that Yan Shiji has feelings for Abao." Chang Songyi smiled gently and touched Lin Muan's hand.

Lin Muan looked at his wrist with a smile, picked up the teacup and drank some water.

He just spent the whole day leisurely.

Ye Xianqing and Chang Zhili left the palace, leaving only Lin Muan and Ye Huayue in the martial arts arena. Chang Songyi went back to rest due to fatigue.

"Your Majesty." Ye Huayue stared at Lin Muan and bowed slightly.

"Huh?" Lin Mu'an looked at Ye Huayue doubtfully, wondering what was wrong with her.

"Your Majesty likes the Governor, right?" Ye Huayue asked calmly. At this moment, her heart was even calmer.

"Yeah." Lin Muan didn't hide anything and was very direct.

"Then can your Majesty promise me something?" Ye Huayue smiled and looked at Lin Muan.

"You tell me first." Lin Mu'an wasn't sure whether he could agree to it. He wanted to see what it was about first.

"I want to go to the battlefield. I don't want to stay in the palace for a long time. I want to do something for His Majesty." Ye Huayue pursed her lips, knowing Lin Muan's difficulties, but still wanted Lin Muan to agree.

"Okay." Lin Muan was stunned for a moment and nodded.

After Lin Mu'an replied, Ye Huayue was happy and relaxed.

"Hua Yue's spear dance is very beautiful and powerful, but on the battlefield, I hope Hua Yue pays attention to safety." Lin Muan looked at Ye Huayue and smiled.

Although he didn't have that kind of feeling for Ye Huayue, Ye Huayue had also been in the palace for two years, since he was the emperor. Even though they didn't have much contact, they still had friendship.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ye Huayue smiled happily and took Lin Muan's arm.

"No thanks, I owe you." Lin Muan smiled and stared into Ye Huayue's eyes.

Ye Huayue said nothing, her eyes were a little red.

She really liked Lin Mu'an. She forced her father to marry Lin Mu'an. Lin Mu'an had never deceived her. She never hated her and only wished you peace and happiness.

Lin Mu'an watched Ye Huayue leave, then turned to look at Jing Miaoyi. The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Miaoyi, I'm hungry."

"Okay, this slave will serve your Majesty the meal."

Lin Mu'an returned to Qianqing Palace in a sedan chair. He did not go to see Yan Shiji, mainly because Yan Shiji was probably still busy now, so he went back to change his clothes.

Changing clothes, Lin Mu'an felt someone behind him, paused in his dressing movements, and looked sideways.

Yan Shiji stood in the shadows, his eyes dim and unclear. Lin Muan couldn't see his expression clearly, and felt a chill behind him.

"Your Majesty, why don't you take off your clothes?" Yan Shiji walked out of the shadows and stared at Lin Mu'an, his eyes scanning his back.

Lin Mu'an took off his clothes and put them on the crook of his arms. His long dark hair hung on his shoulders, with a few strands of hair scattered on his back. Further down his slim waist, there was a shallow waist that he wanted to touch. touch.

Yan Shiji touched it, and Lin Muan trembled very sensitively when he touched it.

"Why was there no sound when you came in?" Lin Mu'an pulled on his clothes to cover his face, his voice trembling nervously.

"What? Are you scared?" Yan Shiji stroked Lin Muan's back with his fingers, slid down and hooked the hanging collar.

"I'm scared." Lin Mu'an looked at Yan Shiji's hands and tightly grasped the clothes in front of him.

Yan Shiji smiled and let go of Lin Muan's collar.

Lin Muan looked at Yan Shiji, frozen and not daring to move.

"I'm not doing anything, why is Your Majesty so nervous?" Yan Shiji smiled slightly and stared at Lin Muan's waist.

"I'm not nervous, I was scared." Lin Muan loosened the clothes in front of him and continued to take them off.

Yan Shiji was looking straight at him. Lin Muan felt that his eyes were too hot and wanted to hide away, but there was no place to hide.

He had no choice but to change his clothes and change his riding clothes into comfortable robes.

The blue-colored long-distance running clothes, worn loosely, felt more like they were resting on Lin Muan's body, making him even thinner.

"I heard that the Queen Mother is good at dancing, does your Majesty know how to do it?" Yan Shiji stepped forward and hugged Lin Muan's waist, bowed slightly, rested his chin on Lin Muan's shoulder, and reached out to caress Lin Muan's chest.

Lin Muan blushed, pursed his lips, and looked at Yan Shiji's hand.

"No." Lin Muan didn't want to say that he could, otherwise he would definitely be asked to dance by Yan Shiji.

When he was in the cold palace, Chang Songyi often danced. He was more or less influenced by it. He liked the soft feeling and wanted to learn from Chang Songyi.

Chang Songyi was firstly afraid of Lin Muan's three-minute popularity, and secondly, she thought it was a bit strange for a man to practice dancing, but she still respected Lin Muan and taught Lin Muan how to dance.

Dancing is what Chang Songyi is best at, and it is also her favorite thing. The emperor also liked her dancing very much.

Teaching Lin Muan to dance is not difficult because Lin Muan is really trying his best to learn.

"Really?" Yan Shiji hugged Lin Mu'an's waist tightly, imprisoning him in his arms, and asked softly with doubts.