Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

After breakfast, Wen Yuechen saw that the weather was pretty good today, so he ordered someone to bring two lounge chairs. He originally wanted to carry Lian Qingyang out by himself, but after trying, he failed. He sighed that he was still weak, so he asked Xiaozhou to help carry him out.

After he lay down, he held Lian Qingyang's hand, as if he had fallen in love with the act of holding hands. Lian Qingyang's hands were very beautiful, with warm palms and distinct joints. It was a bit uncomfortable to hold them in his hands, but Wen Yuechen still liked to hold them. He also studied it and found that it was more difficult to loosen the fingers if they were clasped together, so he kept this position and basked in the sun for half an hour.

After taking a nap next to Lian Qingyang in the afternoon, Wen Yuechen got up and went to the study. Since he gradually recovered his strength, he took time to stay in the study.

Although he was weak when he was young, he was able to learn to read and pass the entrance exams. He had a good brain and remembered knowledge very well. In addition to secretly reading some vernacular novels, he also read some books on state governance, which came in handy at this time.

When he is fully recovered, his brother the emperor will probably be restless. He also knows that his brother the emperor has made some arrangements in choosing the person for the wedding, but he didn't expect that he actually found someone with medical skills by accident.

He also received a lot of information about the factional conflicts in the court. He knew that some people had not completely submitted to his royal brother. After all, the internal strife was not very intense at that time. After his royal brother ascended the throne, he still found a reason to kill all the other brothers. He was very concerned about his reputation and was even more afraid that others would threaten his position.

Some court officials from other factions were temporarily spared because of his face. The Censor was a very straightforward person and did not take sides when the power was seized. Now that the prince has become the emperor, he often speaks frankly in the court, pointing out many shortcomings in governing the country, which makes the emperor lose face and wants to get rid of him quickly.

Wen Yuechen thought that this time he asked the "illegitimate son" of the Censorate to come to him for good luck, and he must have wanted to deal with the Censor. If he failed to do so, the Censor would also be dragged down. It was just a good way to kill two birds with one stone, and save the face that the emperor wanted to keep, so that he would not be scolded for killing court officials and brothers for no reason.

After reviewing the recent events at court, Wen Yuechen leaned back in his chair. He didn't have big ambitions, and sending the shadow guards out to investigate was simply to leave a way out for him and the princess. If possible, he and the princess would have liked to live in seclusion, enjoying the sun after dinner, reading, or something like that. However, there were three or four groups of people guarding his mansion, leaving him no chance to breathe. He had no choice but to investigate the emperor's situation, taking precautions to prevent him from being killed by the emperor at any time.

After flipping through the papers in his hand again, Wen Yuechen stood up and walked out of the study and back to the bedroom as if he had completed a task. His steps were much steadier than yesterday. He waved away the servant standing guard at the door, pushed the door open and went straight to the bed. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Lian Qingyang, sat down on the bed and held Lian Qingyang's hand.

After holding hands quietly for a while, the hand in his palm suddenly moved. Wen Yuechen shuddered and looked at Lian Qingyang's face. He watched him slowly open his eyes, his eyes slowly focused on him, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "What time is it?"

Wen Yuechen suppressed his excitement. Listening to his slightly hoarse voice, he let go of his hand, took a glass of water from the bedside table, helped him up and fed him a few sips: "It's only a quarter of an hour until the afternoon. You've slept for a day and a half. How do you feel?"

Lian Qingyang moistened his throat and felt much better. Feeling Wen Yuechen's concerned eyes looking at him, he chuckled softly: "I'm fine. How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"I'm much better now, Qingyang, thank you." Wen Yuechen looked at Lian Qingyang and smiled unconsciously.

The two of them laughed face to face for a while, and Lian Qingyang said, "Put me down first. You haven't recovered yet, don't tire yourself out."

He felt the arm behind his back shaking a little, and seeing Wen Yuechen still smiling, he couldn't help but remind himself, thinking that the husbands in this world were so weak, what should he do?

999 was excited: "I am not sleepy anymore when I say this, host. This world is a good opportunity for you to counterattack! Don't be careless!" It is a professional in deceiving its master.

Lian Qingyang rolled his eyes. "My husband, no matter how weak he is, is still a strong man. Please don't destroy his image of wisdom and bravery in my heart, okay? He is sick and weak, and he is still a circle bigger than me. Besides, I can't accept a strong bottom and a short top."

After Wen Yuechen knocked Lian Qingyang down, he kept looking at his face. Seeing him roll his eyes, he leaned over and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with your eyes? Does it hurt?"

If this were said in modern times, Lian Qingyang would have cursed back, but Wen Yuechen's sincerity made him speechless, so he could only shake his head and wave his hands: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm hungry."

Hearing this, Wen Yuechen wanted to ask the servants outside to come in, but after calling twice, no one came in. Yingyi couldn't stand it any longer and came out to reply to his master: "Your Majesty, you just asked the servants to leave."

Lian Qingyang almost laughed out loud. Both the master and the servant were seriously poking at people's hearts.

Wen Yuechen was also a little embarrassed and glanced at Yingyi next to him: "You heard Qingyang said he was hungry, why don't you go tell the people in the kitchen?"

Ying Yi, who is a shadow guard and needs to stay by his master's side at all times: ...Guess why I am a shadow guard?

Despite feeling aggrieved, Yingyi still saluted: "Yes."

As soon as Ying left, Wen Yuechen's expression improved. He looked at Lian Qingyang and asked softly, "Do you want to get up? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Lian Qingyang shook his head, sat up and got out of bed. Seeing Wen Yuechen cautiously beside him, he was a little amused: "I'm really fine. I'll wash up first and then eat. Would you like to sit down and rest for a while?"

"I'll go with you." Wen Yuechen was not very confident in himself and had obviously forgotten the existence of his servants.

Lian Qingyang finished washing up and wanted to go to the bathroom again. He took two steps outside and the people next to him followed him and asked in a puzzled voice: "Where are you going? Aren't you going to eat?"

"Going to the toilet, do you want to go with me?" Wen Yuechen was stunned for a moment when he heard it, then he reacted and shook his head, watching Lian Qingyang disappear from his sight.

When Lian Qingyang returned to his room, the meal had already arrived. There were three or four dishes, a bowl of soup, and a bowl of rice. It wasn't much, but it was all Lian Qingyang's favorite. He walked over and sat next to Wen Yuechen. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of something spicy. Wen Yuechen stopped him, saying, "Drink some soup and eat some rice first. This is too spicy. It's uncomfortable to eat on an empty stomach."

Sitting here without eating and not being allowed to eat the food, it was really annoying. Lian Qingyang frowned, but still drank a mouthful of soup and shoveled two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing, he quickly picked up a chopstick and put the food in his mouth. Finally, he tasted spicy food! Delicious! Very strong!

After dinner, Lian Qingyang finally remembered to ask, "Why did you suddenly make spicy food? Did you know I like spicy food?"

Wen Yuechen was also quite happy to see him enjoying his meal. How could someone be so adorable even while eating, so contented with spicy food? Actually, it was because of his own reasons in the previous world that he couldn't eat spicy food, and in this world, it was due to external factors. Suddenly, when he tasted the flavor he had longed for, Lian Qingyang was finally satisfied.

"A few days ago, I saw you eating with a dull look. I asked Mother Li and found out that you like spicy food, but you insisted on accompanying me to eat those bland dishes. I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position. I saw you even ate an extra bowl of rice today."

Lian Qingyang touched his stomach and found that he was indeed full. Spicy food was really appetizing. Plus, he hadn't eaten spicy food for a long time and missed the taste very much.

"After all, you haven't eaten in a while. It's delicious. I just caught you secretly swallowing your saliva. But you can't touch these now. You have to wait a few days!"

Wen Yuechen wanted to try it after seeing that Lian Qingyang ate it so deliciously. However, he was discovered swallowing his saliva and was forbidden to eat spicy food.

"Okay, if you like it, ask the kitchen to make more. Tell the servants later what you want to eat in the evening. But you should eat less spicy food in the evening. Ask them not to put too much chili pepper. Look, your lips are red." Wen Yuechen said as he rubbed his lips, which were more tempting red than those spicy dishes.

Lian Qingyang nodded and watched Wen Yuechen call the servants to clear the dishes and clean the table. After giving the instructions, he told him that he was going to the study to rest for a while.