What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Inside the swaying carriage, two officials closed their eyes and rested, but the constant chattering outside prompted them to lift the curtain.

"Why are you making such a fuss?" He was already feeling suffocated when he was chosen to go to this godforsaken place, and now he was even more annoyed and irritated because he felt disturbed.

Looking up, I saw the man sitting on horseback in front of me surrounded by a group of people dressed like disaster victims.

"Just now, when our team passed this area, this group of people suddenly ran towards Lord Lu. We saw that Lord Lu did not make any move to stop us. Perhaps Lord Lu knew them."

After hearing the news reported by the guard, the young man near the window looked up and saw the bustling atmosphere in front of him.

A group of people rushed to say something to the man on horseback, and the man was laughing and playing with the group.

He looked at the man casually. From his angle, he could clearly see that there was a dimple on the right side of his face, slightly below the corner of his mouth. When he smiled, the dimple sank.

The man suddenly turned his head and looked at him. He didn't know what was happening, his heart trembled suddenly, and he pulled down the curtain to cut off the gaze between the two.

The people inside were beating their hearts like drums, and the person outside turned his head and continued to listen to the group of people dancing with joy.

The person sitting next to him picked up the teapot on the table and refilled his cup with tea. He was wearing a dark green brocade robe with cloud embroidery, and his every move was that of an elegant scholar.

He took a sip of the teacup from his lips and put it down.

"Jun Er, why are you so flustered?"

Jun Yunchu was so confused that he drank several cups of tea. Then he irritably tore off his cloak and threw it aside. Finally, he shouted loudly outside, "Are you leaving or not?"

Lu Yan turned around and looked towards the carriage after being shouted at. He looked at the coachman, who pointed at the people inside. Lu Yan then clasped his fists and apologized to the people around him.

The people around retreated to the side of the road and watched the huge team leave.

Qu Boyuan lifted a small piece of curtain and saw the genuine emotions in the eyes of the people as they looked at the man in front of them. He lowered the curtain, picked up the teacup again, put it to his lips, and blew gently.

"Why are you so angry? How did they offend you?"

Jun Yunchu put one foot on the couch, leaned back lazily on the soft pillow, and tilted his head towards the window, wondering what he was thinking about.

Qu Boyuan glanced at him in the mist.

"Because of Lord Lu?"

Jun Yunchu's fingertips retracted slightly, and his eyes avoided inadvertently.

Qu Baiyuan smiled knowingly, drank the hot tea in the cup, and felt some warmth return to his body.

He put the cup down and kept his hands warm in his sleeves. "Lord Lu is indeed a handsome man. Who wouldn't like him?"

Jun Yunchu snorted, hugged his chest and muttered, "Your smile is so ugly, no one likes it."

Qu Boyuan shrugged, lowered his head, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, the curtain was suddenly lifted from the outside. Jun Yunchu, who had been leaning against the window, was so frightened by the enlarged face that suddenly appeared before him that he didn't know how to react.

Lu Yan was naturally good-looking, and looking at him from such a close distance, his facial features seemed as if they were carefully carved, like ink depicting snow, and his smile was like a spring breeze blowing on winter snow.

"What's the ugly smile? Whose smile is ugly?"

Lu Yan originally wanted to ask the two if they wanted to come down together to see the scenery, but then he heard something about an ugly laugh and he didn't like it.

But we can't say anything about him, he thinks his smile is pretty.

Qu Boyuan looked at Jun Yunchu's red face from behind and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Jun Yunchu gritted his teeth and glanced back fiercely, "Qu, Bai, Yuan! What are you laughing at!"

Qu Boyuan wrapped the fox fur up and smiled mischievously at Jun Yunchu, "It's nothing, Master Lu, we were just joking."

"Master Jun said that my smile is ugly."

Jun Yunchu kicked him, and when he looked at Lu Yan, his eyes were still wavering. "Yes, he is ugly."

Hearing this, Lu Yan looked at Qu Boyuan behind him in confusion. Although his appearance was not particularly outstanding, he had a refined temperament, elegant manners and was calm and composed. How could such a person be called ugly?

"How could Young Master Qingzhu, who is known as the model of a young man in the capital, be ugly? Second Young Master Jun is being too demanding."

Lu Yan noticed the two people's gazes and gave his usual dimpled smile.

Qu Boyuan nodded slightly at him and smiled, "Master Lu, why don't you get in the car and talk?"

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows, jumped onto the carriage, bent down to get in, and found a vacant seat to sit down.

Jun Yunchu silently put his feet down from the couch. In Qu Boyuan's opinion, he even straightened his back silently.

No future.

Qu Boyuan turned his gaze to Lu Yan's face, "It seems that Lord Lu has seriously investigated us behind the scenes, otherwise he wouldn't know my nickname and Yun Chu's ranking in the Jun family."

"Master Qu, you are too kind. Information that can be obtained with a little attention is not an investigation. We are of similar age. If you don't mind, you can call me by my given name."

"It's been a difficult journey, so we should take care of each other."

When Junyunchu heard the word "care" from Lu Yan, the corners of his mouth curled up inadvertently and then straightened.

"Jun Yunchu."

After saying his own name, he pulled open the curtain and pretended to be looking at the scenery.

"Qu Baiyuan."

Lu Yan's lips curled up, "Lu Jinan."