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

Lin Muan was a little confused when he woke up, and then realized that he was tied up, but he was not very panicked.

No one covered his eyes, and when he raised his head, he met two people's eyes.

"Hey, Your Majesty is awake." Shen Yiyang looked less beautiful than before. He was wearing black clothes and looked very gloomy.

But Lin Mu'an thought he looked ugly in black and frowned imperceptibly.

"Good brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time." The third prince was as thin as a skeleton. He felt like his face was falling apart when he smiled. He was still staring at Lin Muan like an evil ghost.

The next day after that day, Yan Shiji issued an order to resign Shen Yiyang's father from his official position. It was not a serious matter, and he was told to return to his hometown to take care of his old age and was never allowed to enter Beijing.

This person, once he is down and out, will be stepped on.

Especially a arrogant person like Shen Yiyang.

Lin Muan found that they really didn't seem to take him seriously. They were neither blindfolded nor gagged. Even his hands tied behind his back, Lin Muan felt that the rope was not tied tightly.

"Why doesn't the emperor say anything? Are you waiting for Yan Shiji to save you? Don't think about it, he is not so kind." The third prince smiled against his withered face, feeling a little crazy.

Lin Mu'an didn't know how Shen Yiyang got involved with the third prince, but it seemed that the third prince would not live long.

When the third prince saw that Lin Muan was silent, he sneered.

"Ha, I forgot, you are a fool." The third prince sat on the chair and sneered at Lin Mu'an.

Shen Yiyang looked at Lin Mu'an with sinister eyes. He still didn't feel that Lin Mu'an was very important to Yan Shiji. He just felt that his father was incompetent and was being used as an excuse.

But he had to get involved with Lin Muan. How could he see such a good-looking person after he returned to the countryside with his father.

Lin Mu'an didn't understand how Shen Yiyang got into trouble with him. In the plot, he coveted the heroine.

"I'm just slow, not a fool." Lin Muan stared at the third prince coldly, not even wanting to look at Shen Yiyang.

"Not a fool? It's a joke. If you're not a fool, you are still guarding the country for Yan Shiji. He is waiting for my princess to give birth to a child, and my child will be the emperor. Hahahaha, who are you?" The third prince laughed. He looked at Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an felt like he was about to laugh out loud, and felt a chill.

Regarding the third sister-in-law's pregnancy, he knew that as for the child who was given the throne to the third sister-in-law, he didn't care, as long as Yan Shiji let him and his mother out of the palace.

He didn't want the throne. After Yan Shiji gave the answer, he didn't even want Yan Shiji.

"You won't be able to see your child become the emperor." Lin Muan looked at the third prince indifferently.

"Ha, then you won't be able to see it, my good brother." The third prince stopped smiling, looked at Lin Mu'an sinisterly, and glanced at Shen Yiyang, "Master Shen, don't you want to play? Then let's play."

Shen Yiyang kept staring at Lin Muan and slowly approached.

Lin Muan looked at Shen Yiyang with disgust and quietly untied the rope from his wrist.

Shen Yiyang reached out and pinched Lin Mu'an's face, trying to feed him pills. Lin Mu'an looked at the pills in Shen Yiyang's hand warily, took out the embroidery needle from the seam of his sleeve, and quickly pierced it towards Shen Yiyang.

It plunged into Shen Yiyang's wrist quickly and accurately. Shen Yiyang was a little confused. A numb pain shot from his wrist to his scalp. He subconsciously took his hand back to cover his wrist.

The third prince was also stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to call someone, Lin Muan stood up. Although his legs were weak, he still pressed the embroidery needle on the third prince's neck.

"I've said it before, I'm just slow, not a fool. If you dare to scream, you will die." Lin Muan stared at the third prince fiercely.

"Do you think people who are about to die are afraid of death?" The third prince did not panic at all. He looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, "It seems that I underestimated you."

Lin Muan's hands were shaking a little, and he glanced at Shen Yiyang, who was still holding his wrist.

"Come here!" The third prince stared at Lin Mu'an, whose hands were shaking, and shouted.

Lin Mu'an Anxin stabbed three embroidery needles into the third prince's neck. When the door opened, he pushed the third prince out and stabbed two embroidery needles into the back of his head.

The visitor caught the third prince and stretched out his hand to check his breathing, but found that the third prince had no breath.

"Kill him." The man helped the third prince aside, drew his sword and pointed it at Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an stepped back, grabbed a vase and threw it at the visitor.

Shen Yiyang gradually felt weak and couldn't move. He fell to the ground, gasping for air.

The person who was attacking Lin Mu'an was hit. The person next to him swung his sword and stabbed Lin Mu'an. Lin Mu'an turned to the side. Unexpectedly, there was more powder in his hand and sprinkled it on the face of the person who came.

The person who was hit by it felt as if his face was so painful that it was rotten.

There are five people in total. If one person is taken down, there will be four more.

Lin Muan observed the layout of the room and retreated while looking for an opportunity to make a move.

The man who had just been hit by the vase stabbed Lin Muan in the chest with his sword. Lin Muan did not hide, he opened his palm and blew on it, then raised his arm to cover the tip of his nose.

The man thought it was medicinal powder and ducked aside, but the scent did not escape him. He vomited black blood and fell down.

There were three people left. Lin Muan retreated out of the door, accidentally tripped and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he used his hand to prop it up, but the skin on his palm was also scratched.

Lin Muan ignored the pain in his palms and ran as fast as he could, running down the steps. The sword in the hand of the person behind him almost pierced Lin Muan's back shoulder.

But a long knife flew out of nowhere and struck the person behind him on the head, causing him to immediately fall down.

Lin Muan's legs went limp and he fell into the warm embrace, his heart beating like a drum in his ears.

"There is no need to stay alive." Yan Shiji said coldly, holding Lin Muan tightly with his arms, trembling slightly.

Jin Yiwei jumped from the roof and killed everyone in the courtyard with three strikes.

Shen Yiyang, the only one who was still alive, was pulled out. Shen Yiyang first stared at Lin Muan in Yan Shiji's arms.

Lin Mu'an raised his head and glanced at Yan Shiji, then turned to stare at Shen Yiyang, pushed Yan Shiji away, and broke away from Yan Shiji's arms.

Yan Shiji didn't know where Lin Mu'an got such strength, and was a little dazed, but he reached out and grabbed Lin Mu'an's wrist.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Shiji stared at Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an looked at Yan Shiji indifferently, and pulled back his wrist with force. Regardless of the pain, he successfully pulled his wrist back, came to Shen Yiyang, raised his hand and slapped Shen Yiyang hard on the face.

"Not everyone can be coveted by you." Lin Muan's eyes showed no weakness as before, only cold murderous intent.

Shen Yiyang sneered, reached out and pressed the cheek where Lin Muan was slapped, and spit blood on Lin Muan's clothes.

Seeing how disgusted he was, Lin Muan clenched his hands into fists and stared at him with a smile.