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

Chapter 70 The villain wants beauty but not power (16)

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Can my slave come in?" Yinshuang actually tried to push it gently, and found that it seemed to be locked inside, so she knocked on the door.

Lin Muan took a big breath of fresh air, trying to make his voice as steady as possible. His fingers tightened on his arm, trying to move the pain away. His chest hurt.

"I...it's okay. You're busy...don't worry about me." Lin Mu'an knelt on the ground and covered his chest with his hands.

"Is your Majesty really okay?" Yin Shuang felt that Lin Muan's voice sounded a little strange.

Lin Muan lay on the ground, curled up on his side, clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, and relaxed for a while.

"It's okay, I want to... sleep, have dinner... call me." Lin Mu'an looked at the light coming in through the diamond on the door. He was a little exhausted from crying. He felt a little sleepy and his eyelids became much heavier.

Yin Shuang felt that Lin Mu'an's voice did sound like he was about to fall asleep, so she didn't think in any other direction. After checking with Lin Mu'an for a while, she called him for dinner. Lin Mu'an agreed, and then she left.

"Is your Majesty okay?" Bi Dan asked when she saw Yinshuang squatting next to her.

"It should be okay. His Majesty said he wanted to go to bed. Call him for dinner." Yinshuang handed the flowers on the side to Bi Dan, rolled up his sleeves and dug the soil with a small shovel.

"Okay." Bi Dan smiled, took the flower, and saw the injury on Yinshuang's arm, "Does your injury hurt?"

Yin Shuang was stunned and looked at her arm following Bi Dan's gaze. There was a long scar on her arm. Bi Dan asked her if it hurt. She didn't know how to answer. It was normal for a secret guard to get injured. She I can’t even remember whether it hurt or not.

But if you really want to answer, it should be painful.

"It hurts?" Yin Shuang tilted her head, narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Why don't you know it hurts? It just hurts. You have such a long scar, and it hurts even when I look at it. In the past, I accidentally dropped something when I was helping others, and it hurt even if the palm of my hand bleeds." Bi Dan smiled slightly and poked Yinshuang's arm, "It hurts. Isn't it shameful? If you feel hurt next time, tell me. I won't laugh at you, but I hope you get less hurt."

Bi Dan knew that Yin Shuang was from He Zhiyan, so his identity must not be simple, and it was impossible not to get hurt.

Yinshuang was stunned, staring at Bi Dan's smile. Bi Dan's face was a little fleshy. When she smiled, her round eyes were curved, and the small pear dimples at the corners of her mouth were shallow, which made people feel very comfortable.

Yinshuang felt something was different, but she didn't understand what it felt like.

"What's wrong? Why do you keep looking at me? Is there dirt on my face?" When Bi Dan saw Yinshuang staring at her, she thought there was something wrong with her face and stroked her face with the back of her hand.

"No." Yin Shuang retracted her eyes, but then turned away, "No just now, but now there is."

Yinshuang took out a handkerchief, stretched out her hand to pick up Bidan's chin, and carefully wiped the dust from her face.

Bi Dan stared blankly at Yinshuang's face. It was the first time she was so close to someone else.

Yinshuang's skin is very white, her eyelashes are very long, her eyes are beautiful, her nose is perfect, and her lips are pretty. She thinks Yinshuang is prettier than the girls she has seen, but this comparison is not right.

Bi Dan put his fingers on Yinshuang's face. Yinshuang stopped wiping and looked at Bi Dan.

"Ok?"

"Ah haha, I feel that Yinshuang's skin is very good, so I couldn't help but reach out and touch it." Bi Dan quickly retracted his hand, smiling dryly and not knowing where to look, and for some reason he didn't dare to look at Yinshuang.

"You can touch it, but you have to wash your hands." Yinshuang looked at Bidan's hands.

"Okay, but let's plant the flowers quickly, otherwise they will wither and it will be bad." Bi Dan lowered his head and hurriedly found something to do, ignoring the itching feeling in his heart.

Yinshuang glanced at the handkerchief, put it away and looked at Bidan. She could see Bidan's somewhat red neck, and her eyes were dark.

The two of them planted all the flowers at dusk. It was difficult to do anything in the hot summer, but the advantage was that Qianqing Palace was desolate. Because of the desolation and coldness, they didn't sweat a lot when doing things.

Bi Dan and Yin Shuang washed their hands and divided their work. Yin Shuang went to the imperial kitchen to get dinner, and Bi Dan went to wake Lin Mu'an up.

Bi Dan came to the door of the palace and knocked on the door. Without hearing Lin Mu'an's response, he opened the door and went in. What he saw was Lin Mu'an lying on the ground with his eyes closed tightly. His face was pale and he didn't know what he was mumbling in his sleep. Ali was sleeping on Lin Mu'an's belly.

"Your Majesty!" Bi Dan screamed in fright and hurriedly knelt down to check Lin Muan's condition.

Bi Dan reached out and touched Lin Mu'an's forehead and found that Lin Mu'an had a fever again. He found a suitable position to carry Lin Mu'an back to the bed. Bi Dan first felt that it was a good thing that he was strong.

"It hurts...don't hit me..."

"Help me...someone come...someone come save me..."

"He Zhiyan...don't...don't leave me...I'm very good...and obedient..."

Lin Mu'an was murmuring intermittently, and Bi Dan felt sorry for him. Bi Dan planned to call the imperial doctor, but luckily Yin Shuang didn't go far, and Yin Shuang went to call the imperial doctor first.

It is really difficult for the imperial doctor. In just a few days, he has come to Qianqing Palace four or five times. In the past, he would not bring him once every six months. It is really not the right time for His Majesty to be sick.

"Your Majesty is in poor health and was overly frightened. Just boil the medicine according to the last prescription." The imperial doctor withdrew his hand and told Bi Dan.

"Okay, Doctor Xu, go slowly." Bi Dan sent the person out.

Yinshuang looked at Lin Muan who was unconscious from the fever, frowned and sighed, took off the cloth from Lin Muan's forehead, poured it into the cold water in the basin, squeezed it until it was half dry, and wiped Lin Muan's arm.

When Bi Dan came back, he saw the injuries on Lin Muan's body. There was indescribable shock in his eyes. Yinshuang was equally shocked.

What kind of life did the little emperor live before? There were more scars on his body than hers, and the new wounds added to the old ones. It felt like there was no good flesh at all.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty has a hard life." Bi Dan lowered his eyes to cover up the sadness in his eyes.

"Yes." Yinshuang tucked Lin Mu'an into a quilt.

Bi Dan was holding the water and Yinshuang was going to boil the medicine. The dormitory became quiet for a while.

The infinite silence magnified the loneliness deep in the heart. Although Lin Muan was semi-conscious, he could still feel that there was someone beside him. With no one around him, his sense of security became even weaker.

"Meow~" Ali jumped on the bed and rubbed Lin Muan's face, making a purring sound.

"Congratulations to Zhiyan..."

The lamp was lit in the imperial study room, and He Zhiyan was still reviewing the memorial, but he felt a little powerless. The image of Lin Muan avoiding him flashed over and over in his mind, and he also had a bad feeling in his heart.

The lit candle made a "clicking" sound. He Zhiyan glanced at the lampstand, but then there was another thunder and a roar.

He Zhiyan's head stung for a moment, and the sting directly turned his face a little white.

~~~Separating line~~~

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