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

Su Xuan is a disciple of the Valley of Divine Doctors. The rule of their Valley of Divine Doctors is to listen to the savior and agree to any request except for the savior himself.

In the original plot, Su Xuan was a person used by the original person. He Zhiyan saved this person because he was injured, but the original person took the credit. He followed the original person's instructions to develop poison, and he personally gave the poison to He Zhiyan.

Seeing Su Xuan's headache-like expression, Lin Mu'an thought he was a patient without knowing it.

"It's quite serious, but it's not a big problem. You just need to be healthy before you can get rid of the poisonous insects. Let me prescribe some painkillers for you first." Su Xuan withdrew his hand and said to himself.

"Oh." Lin Mu'an took back his hand, not bothering to listen to what they said. He was not very good at wearing this kind of clothes, and now his clothes seemed to be falling apart.

Lin Mu'an turned around and walked aside. He Zhiyan saw that he was not wandering around and ignored him. Su Xuan told him the general situation.

"This voodoo is quite poisonous and can suck away the blood from people. In recent years, the emperor has been a fortune teller even before he died. But I still have a way to cure him. It's just that the emperor's health is too bad and he can't even be normal." A person's physical condition is not good, and taking the poisonous insect now will directly kill him." Su Xuan took out paper and a brush to write the prescription.

"How long are some years?" He Zhiyan frowned.

"Three or four years, it's not too long. This thing is almost the same as the poison I gave you." Su Xuan said and glanced at Lin Mu'an aside, "But it seems that my medicinal materials have tonic ingredients. That Gu The insect absorbed it, so the emperor has been able to survive until now."

He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan and saw that Lin Muan was flipping his hair and fixing his clothes. The scar on the back of his neck was red and glaring.

"You can do Heyu Shengji again."

"Huh? Okay." Su Xuan was originally curious as to why, but he chose to keep silent and not ask any more questions.

Lin Muan became more and more annoyed the more he took care of his clothes, but his savior seemed to have arrived.

"Your Majesty, the food has been brought." Bidan knocked on the door and said, "Your Majesty, please come in."

"Yes." Lin Mu'an arranged his clothes and went to the door.

Bi Dan opened the door and saw Lin Mu'an when she came in. She was so frightened that she almost threw away the food she was holding.

"Bidan, I don't know how to wear clothes." Lin Mu'an stretched out his hand to steady the tray, watching his only food fly away, he felt that he would be hopeless.

"Ah, okay, I will put the food away and help His Majesty take care of his clothes." Bi Dan looked at Lin Mu'an's baggy clothes and felt that the emperor was not as unbearable as the rumors said, and he was quite cute.

As soon as Bi Dan entered, he saw He Zhiyan and a stranger, and was so frightened that he threw the plate away. Lin Muan looked at his only meal and felt like crying, but he did cry.

"Bidan, my food." Lin Muan felt so embarrassed and his eyes were sore for no reason.

The three of them were stunned when they saw the crying little emperor. However, the more the little emperor cried, the more aggrieved he became. Bi Dan was at a loss what to do.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, don't cry. I'll go get it later." Bi Dan didn't know how to release his hands and feet, and he took out the handkerchief in a panic and planned to wipe Lin Muan's tears.

"Woo~ They won't give it to me. Bi Dan, I'm so hungry and my stomach hurts." Lin Mu'an took Bi Dan's handkerchief to wipe her tears, but the more she wiped them, the more tears she shed.

"No, please go get it again, Your Majesty. Don't cry." Bi Dan said and was about to walk out. She felt very guilty for knocking over Lin Mu'an's rice.

Bi Dan left, but Lin Muan was still crying. Su Xuan felt that it was not right to be standing here. He Zhiyan felt a headache when he looked at the crying Lin Muan.

"Your Majesty, I'm leaving first. Remember to prescribe painkillers for the emperor. Otherwise, the emperor will die of pain and I won't need to treat him." Su Xuan walked away with a flick of his shoulder. Before leaving, he glanced at Lin Mu'an. .

Lin Mu'an didn't care whether Su Xuan looked at him or not, he was really crying and couldn't stop.

"You...stop crying." He Zhiyan's head was buzzing and hurting when he heard him cry.

Lin Mu'an didn't care about him. He had a face exactly like Gong Jiushao's. The more he said this, the more he wanted to cry. He felt that Gong Jiushao had definitely made him squeamish.

"Your Majesty, how long are you going to make trouble?" He Zhiyan approached Lin Mu'an and looked at him condescendingly, his eyes like cold knives.

Lin Mu'an continued to cry and ignored him. He Zhiyan was really annoyed and covered Lin Mu'an's mouth with his hand. Only when he couldn't hear Lin Mu'an's cry did he feel that his head hurt less.

But seeing Lin Muan's fair little face turned red from crying, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, He Zhiyan frowned.

Lin Muan looked at He Zhiyan in fear, grabbed his hand and bit him hard.

"Who are you? Why do you look like the emperor's uncle?! Why are you so cruel to me?!" the little emperor roared, bit He Zhiyan and then shrank to the corner.

He Zhiyan was stunned, and he said why he felt that the little emperor had become so strange, so the little emperor had forgotten him? Could it be a side effect of the medicine?

"Your Majesty, this is He Zhiyan." He Zhiyan looked at Lin Muan who shrank into a corner in fear and sneered.

"No! It's not like that, you're not...the emperor's uncle is not like this..." The little emperor muttered that it was not the case, covered his head with his hands, and slowly squatted down.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of me?" He Zhiyan sighed, squatting down and looking at the little emperor.

He felt that the little emperor was in a state of madness.

The little emperor stopped muttering and looked at He Zhiyan with dull and empty eyes.

"But He Zhiyan is not like this..." The little emperor stretched out his hand to touch He Zhiyan's face, but withdrew his hand when he was only one centimeter away from He Zhiyan's face.

"That's not the way he looks at me... He won't let me be wronged. He will comfort me when I feel hurt, and tell me that I am the emperor. Anyone who offends me can kill or punish those who offend me. He won't be like you... just say I'm making trouble without asking the reason, but I really hurt. Can you return He Zhiyan to me?" The little emperor sat on the ground, leaned against the wall and looked at He Zhi Banquet, but the look in his eyes felt like he was looking at someone else through him.

He Zhiyan felt strange to Lin Muan's description of himself, and he didn't even remember that he had treated Lin Muan like this.

"Your Majesty, I am He Zhiyan. There is only one regent in Shao Kingdom, and that is me. Your Majesty, please stop fooling around. I will have someone deliver the tonic to Your Majesty." He Zhiyan didn't want to face Lin Mu'an like this. , he felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell where he felt uncomfortable.

He Zhiyan stood up and glanced at Lin Muan coldly. Lin Muan ignored his gaze and buried his face in his knees, sobbing quietly and shrugging his shoulders.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry... slave, Your Majesty's imperial kitchen does not provide food to the slave." Bi Dan thought that what Lin Mu'an said was false, but when she returned from a trip, she found that the imperial kitchen really did not provide food, and even told her to get out. I feel even more guilty.

"Your Majesty, I will try my best to steal some food from the royal kitchen later. I will clean up the palace first..."

~~~Separating line~~~

I've finished the painting, but I don't know if I should post it. I feel it will affect everyone's imagination, haha.