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

Lin Mu'an was still a little uneasy, Qi Jiuyue's expression was really bad.

"Brother Jiu, stretch out your hand." Lin Mu'an wanted to check Qi Jiuyue's pulse no matter what, otherwise he would be really worried.

"Huh?" Qi Jiuyue didn't understand what Lin Muan was going to do, so he obediently stretched out his hand.

Lin Muan held Qi Jiuyue's hand, put his other hand on Qi Jiuyue's wrist, felt for his pulse, and remained silent.

Qi Jiuyue was still immersed in the joy of Lin Muan holding his hand and found that he was feeling his pulse. He was a little confused because he didn't know when Lin Muan learned to feel his pulse.

"I learned it secretly. Ninth Brother knows it. If I directly said that I wanted to study medicine, my father and mother would not believe it." Lin Muan coughed dryly, not wanting to say that he learned it specifically for him.

"Xiao Guai is very good." Qi Jiuyue smiled and stared at Lin Muan's hand.

As for the title, this was the name they used casually when they met for the second time. It has been used since childhood. Although Lin Muan felt a little shy when he heard him call him this, it was not easy for Qi Jiuyue to change his title. .

No matter how you shout, calling someone by name will make you feel unfamiliar.

Qi Jiuyue happened to be the ninth among the princes, and his name also had nine characters in it. Lin Muan called him the prince's cousin, and Qi Jiuyue came naturally.

But Qi Jiuyue didn't hate this title, but liked it very much.

"How is it?" Qi Jiuyue asked curiously, staring at Lin Muan closely.

Lin Mu'an frowned, looking thoughtful, "It feels like... well... maybe I'm not good at medicine? I don't think there's anything wrong."

Qi Jiuyue curled his lips, retracted his hand, and straightened his cuffs.

"It should be nothing serious. I asked a doctor from Tongxintang to diagnose and treat it. There is no need to worry, little one."

"Okay, but you have to listen to the doctor and take the medicine on time."

"it is good."

Qi Jiuyue just smiled, accompanied Lin Muan to listen to the song, and asked someone to give the actor a reward.

Lin Muan was in a daze and glanced at Qi Jiuyue with his elegant eyes.

He had just checked Qi Jiuyue's pulse. Qi Jiuyue was in good health, but why did he look so sick? It was hard for him to say that Qi Jiuyue was not sick, so he could only say that he had not learned enough.

But the doctor who taught him said that he learned very quickly and that he would never make mistakes when taking someone's pulse.

"Why are you distracted, little boy?" Qi Jiuyue looked at Lin Mu'an and asked warmly.

Lin Muan came back to his senses, smiled, and shook his head slightly.

"What do you think of Wu Ye's cry just now?" Qi Jiuyue turned his head slightly and looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile.

"Not bad." Lin Mu'an pinched the fingertips under his sleeves and glanced at Qi Jiuyue guiltily.

"The one who just played was Guan Shanyue." Qi Jiuyue sighed softly.

Lin Muan felt even more guilty. He was thinking about something just now and didn't listen carefully at all.

"If my mind is not on listening to the music, then do you want to tell me why you are distracted?" Qi Jiuyue poured a cup of tea and pushed the tea cup in front of Lin Mu'an.

Lin Muan glanced at Qi Jiuyue, picked up the tea cup and put it down again. He looked at Qi Jiuyue apologetically and shook his head slightly.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. It's okay." Qi Jiuyue's voice was soft, his handsome face was as gentle as jade, and there was a faint smile on his lips, looking a little disappointed.

Lin Mu'an choked, picked up the tea cup and drank tea silently, his amber eyes bent and staring at Qi Jiuyue.

There is nothing more attractive than a sickly handsome man, and the handsome man also has a bit of a dark side. Lin Muan was fascinated by his little eyes.

The eyes that were originally filled with a hint of sadness became as bright as stars, twinkling with a heart-stopping light because Lin Muan drank the tea he poured.

Lin Mu'an moved his eyes to the side. Qi Jiuyue was really good at pretending to be pitiful, and his heart couldn't bear it.

Qi Jiuyue's skin was a bit sickly white, and he was very slender. He was also wearing a light blue robe, which made him look even thinner.

The facial features are three-dimensional, the narrow phoenix eyes are slightly raised, the bottom of the eyes is joy, the thin lips are pink, and the complexion looks very bad, but with such a face, no matter what expression he makes, it is not annoying.

Qi Jiuyue did not question Lin Muan, and Lin Muan didn't want to say anything, so the matter just passed.

After listening to the music at Xichun Tower, Lin Muan accompanied Qi Jiuyue to dinner before returning home.

Qi Jiuyue watched Lin Muan enter the house, and the aura around him instantly became cold.

"How are you doing?" Qi Jiuyue changed his gentle smile and turned into a frosty face.

"Ready, just waiting for the prince to speak." Leng Chuan walked out of the shadows and replied respectfully.

Qi Jiuyue withdrew his gaze and got into the carriage behind him.

*

Lin Mu'an looked at the sky and thought that he would quietly return to the yard, but he was caught halfway.

"An'er." Mother Lin stood behind Lin Mu'an, her kind eyes and eyes were cold, and her voice was cold.

"Mom...Why is mom here? Has mom had dinner?" Lin Mu'an frowned, turned around and looked at his mother with a smile.

"You know how to ask my mother, come here." Su Tangyue smiled and waved to Lin Mu'an.

Lin Mu'an came to Su Tangyue obediently and bent down slightly.

Su Tangyue reached out and touched Lin Muan's face, changed her serious expression, and curled her lips, "Why are you away from home every day? Huh? Although my mother is not in a hurry to let An'er get a wife, An'er is here every day. You can’t rely on your father and mother for the rest of your life, right?”

Lin Mu'an blinked, wondering if he should say something to Su Tangyue now.

Lin Mu'an was twenty years old. In other families, if he didn't have a wife, he would have one or two concubines, but he just didn't care about these.

Su Tangyue didn't care about her children's marriage. She could live a comfortable life and just marry someone she likes.

After all, her marriage to Lin Muan's father was not arranged by her family. They met themselves and fell in love with each other until they stayed together.

"I...I'm doing something, but it's not an official matter, and it's not a big deal. Mom, don't worry." Lin Mu'an smiled and explained.

"My mother doesn't ask much about An'er, but An'er, you sleep until noon every day, and you can't find anyone to eat. Our family is almost gone." Su Tangyue was very sad. He rubbed Lin Muan's face and sighed.

"Let me finish my busy work and spend time with my mother every day." Lin Mu'an took Su Tangyue's hand and smiled.

Lin Zhiyin followed his father into officialdom. Lin Muan didn't want to do that, he just wanted to be free and at ease.

Su Tangyue sighed and chatted with Lin Muan for a long time.

Lin Mu'an felt like he was sweating profusely. Su Tangyue's every word poked holes in his heart, making him feel extremely guilty.

Thanks to Lin Yiwei's arrival, although he didn't know why she came to Su Tangyue, he could finally go back to sleep.

"Mom, why does my second brother look so relieved?"