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

"Your Majesty, please sleep. I will be watching over you." He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan's face for a while and finally compromised.

"Yeah." Lin Mu'an smiled slightly and reached out to grab the hem of He Zhiyan's clothes.

He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan's movements and couldn't say no.

Under the effect of the medicine, Lin Muan fell asleep quickly. He Zhiyan planned to pull back his clothes and leave, but Lin Muan held on tightly.

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

He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan and found that he was just talking intermittently and had no intention of waking up.

Lin Muan slept uneasily. In his dream, both He Zhiyan and Gong Jiushao grabbed him and asked him to choose one. Of course Lin Muan chose He Zhiyan for the task, and then Gong Jiushao was stabbed to death by He Zhiyan.

Lin Mu'an woke up with a start. He Zhiyan was sitting next to the bed but now sleeping next to him. Since it wasn't the first time, it didn't matter.

He Zhiyan also patted Lin Muan on the back. Lin Muan's fever was much better, but he was so frightened by the dream that he broke into a cold sweat and looked at He Zhiyan's face by the candlelight.

It really seems.

"Your Majesty is not sleeping?" He Zhiyan opened his eyes and looked at Lin Muan, but was stunned for a moment.

He Zhiyan had always known that Lin Muan was good-looking, but he didn't know why he was so amazed every time he looked at her recently, as if he had never seen Lin Muan before, but he couldn't remember Lin Muan's appearance in his previous life.

"He Zhiyan, I don't want to be the emperor." Lin Muan sat up and looked at He Zhiyan.

"Your Majesty doesn't want to be this emperor, then who does your Majesty think is suitable?" He Zhiyan also sat up and looked at Lin Muan expressionlessly.

"Can't you come? I don't want to be, I don't know anything, my health is still bad...and this position should not be mine in the first place." Lin Muan lowered his head, his tone unspeakably depressed.

He Zhiyan felt that Lin Muan's idea was childish and ironic. In his previous life, he had himself executed for treason, but now he didn't want this position.

"If there were other choices, maybe this position would not be given to Your Majesty." He Zhiyan sneered, "But Your Majesty, don't think that I will take over. If Your Majesty doesn't want to be, I will naturally find a suitable person to replace Your Majesty, but If Your Majesty no longer serves as Emperor, what will Your Majesty do?"

Lin Mu'an felt happy and sour when he heard that someone could take his place.

"If I don't want to be an emperor, I just want to be an ordinary person." Lin Muan grabbed his sleeves, confused as to what to do if he wasn't an emperor.

"Oh, Your Majesty, do you think you can be an ordinary person?" He Zhiyan reached out and lifted Lin Mu'an's chin, "Does Your Majesty know that you are attractive? Your Majesty may be sold to Goulan Garden as a waiter after leaving the palace. There is also the possibility of being kidnapped and used as a prostitute by those who have long coveted your majesty. What can your majesty do if you leave the palace and become emperor?"

Lin Muan's pupils shrank, and he looked at He Zhiyan in surprise, his face turned pale, and he looked like he was frightened.

"Is it so difficult to be an ordinary person?" Lin Muan murmured.

He didn't know where his eyes were looking or what he was thinking. He just felt that Lin Muan was like an empty shell now. He Zhiyan looked at him with interest.

"Then...do you like He Zhiyan?" Lin Muan suddenly said this.

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty?" He Zhiyan looked at Lin Mu'an with some amusement.

"Do you like my face?" Lin Muan met He Zhiyan's eyes.

He Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and Lin Muan was a little stunned.

"Is Your Majesty recommending himself to be a prostitute?" He Zhiyan stopped laughing and pulled Lin Mu'an closer.

Lin Muan looked at He Zhiyan blankly. He thought He Zhiyan looked good when he smiled and looked good even without smiling, but He Zhiyan was terrible when he was angry.

When He Zhiyan saw Lin Mu'an dumbfounded and silent, as if acquiescing, He Zhiyan squeezed his chin hard, and Lin Mu'an frowned in discomfort.

"Your Majesty, do you think you have the capital?"

Lin Muan's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he agreed with what He Zhiyan said. There was nothing to look at in his current body except his face, and he was not worthy of He Zhiyan.

Lin Mu'an remained silent, and He Zhiyan asked again: "Did your Majesty remember something?"

Lin Muan's wandering eyes looked into He Zhiyan's eyes, but he dodged them.

"Ah."

He Zhiyan smiled again, but with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Your Majesty, what did you remember?" He Zhiyan rubbed Lin Muan's red chin, which was pinched by him. There was no stubble on his smooth chin, and he wondered if Lin Muan hadn't grown up yet.

"They often beat me, you...you hate me." Lin Muan lowered his eyes and looked at He Zhiyan's hand, not wanting to look at He Zhiyan.

"Your Majesty, this is all you remember?" He Zhiyan felt that Lin Muan was quite self-aware, and he really hated him.

"Yeah." Lin Muan's eyelashes trembled, trying to avoid He Zhiyan's hand.

He Zhiyan didn't get what he wanted and directly pinned the person on the bed.

"If your majesty can't stand being touched on the chin twice, how can he be a pedophile? That's not all a pedophile does." He Zhiyan looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, and his men's movements became much more wanton.

Lin Muan looked at He Zhiyan with wide eyes. After realizing that the place He Zhiyan touched was wrong, he struggled desperately.

He Zhiyan smiled, controlled Lin Muan's hand, and pulled his hand to the top of his head.

"No!" Lin Mu'an couldn't move his hands and struggled to escape from He Zhiyan.

"His Majesty was still recommending himself just now, but now he regrets it?" He Zhiyan leaned over and looked at Lin Muan.

"Blow out the lamp." Lin Muan calmed down and turned his head, not daring to look at He Zhiyan, but he didn't want He Zhiyan to see the scars on his body.

He Zhiyan was stunned for a moment and laughed, then lifted up his clothes regardless of Lin Muan's wishes.

"Your Majesty, don't you think I haven't seen it?" He Zhiyan certainly knew what Lin Mu'an cared about, wasn't it those scars?

"Don't look...please, I'll do it...don't look." Lin Muan was trembling, not from coldness, but from chills.

"Okay." He Zhiyan smiled and let go of Lin Mu'an's hand, "I listen to your Majesty. The next step is your Majesty's business."

Lin Muan sat up, straightened his clothes, and approached He Zhiyan shakily.

He Zhiyan didn't torment Lin Mu'an too much. Lin Mu'an fainted midway, but not tossing him didn't mean to let him go. What should have happened happened, and what shouldn't have happened also happened.

He Zhiyan just wanted to vent his anger, so there was no such thing as pity for the beauty. Lin Muan's health, which was not even recovered from a serious illness, was even worse.

Lin Mu'an had a fever that lasted for three or four days. After he recovered, he was completely exhausted. During this period, He Zhiyan never came once. Bi Dan looked at him with red eyes every day and cursed He Zhiyan. .

Lin Mu'an heard it when she was in a daze, while Yin Shuang was avoiding him. Lin Mu'an didn't understand why she was avoiding him. What He Zhiyan did had nothing to do with her, so why should she blame herself.

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