Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

In the dim study.

The black-clad guard knelt on the ground: "Master, Prince Ding and Princess An Ran are not in that room. Our plan has failed, but Prince Ding has brought Princess An Ran back to the palace."

The man in brocade clothes stood behind the desk with his hands behind his back.

His thumb stroked the ring on his hand.

"I took it back... It was a bit unexpected. I told my second brother about it. I believe he will make good use of it."

"Yes!"

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Dingwangfu.

The spacious and bright bedroom was silent.

Amidst the layers of curtains, the girl's sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful. The man beside her was lying on his side, with one hand slightly supporting his head, and the other hand gently falling between the girl's eyebrows. His warm fingertips traced the delicate eyebrows and eyes bit by bit, his eyes focused and gentle.

The girl must have been too tired and was sleeping soundly.

It was already daybreak, but she still showed no sign of waking up.

Mo Chen looked at her quietly.

Deep down in my heart, I feel a satisfaction I have never felt before.

"Your Highness," someone knocked gently on the door outside the palace, and a respectful voice came in, "Someone from the palace came early in the morning, and His Majesty has ordered you to come into the palace immediately."

Expected.

"understood."

For fear of disturbing the girl, he lowered his voice deliberately.

But the girl in her sleep frowned slightly with her delicate brows, as if she was still disturbed.

The long, beautiful fingers like white jade slowly moved up from the delicate face, gently fell between the slightly wrinkled brows, and gently smoothed them for her, until the girl's brows relaxed again, then reluctantly moved his hands away.

He placed a light kiss on the girl's brow.

The whispered words are gentle.

"Have a good rest...I'll be back soon."

After instructing his subordinates to guard the bedroom and not allow anyone to enter or leave, Mo Chen set out for the palace.

Royal study room.

The emperor, who was about to enter his sixties, sat on the dragon throne, looking at his son who was the best in every aspect, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, which were no longer clear.

He sighed.

"Chen'er, do you really want to marry the Princess of Li'an?"

Mo Chen looked fearlessly at the emperor on the throne, his voice firm and powerful:

"I will only marry her in this life."

The emperor's body was not yet fully recovered and he coughed twice. The eunuchs serving him hurried to support him and patted his back gently with one hand, trying to calm him down.

"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."

The emperor raised his hand slightly to stop the eunuch from serving him.

Seeing this, the eunuch lowered his head and took a step back.

The emperor looked down at his son again.

"Do you know the consequences of marrying a princess from an enemy country?"

"My son knows."

Mo Chen's gaze did not change.

"Then do you know that to Li Anguo and her, you are their biggest enemy?"

Mo Chen did not answer this question immediately.

He lowered his eyes slightly.

There was no emotion on his handsome face, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "I know."

"Still want to marry?"

"Just marry her."

There was no hesitation, only a firmness that could not be refused.

The eunuch standing by bowed his head and held his breath, not daring to make the slightest movement.

The emperor's expression became complicated. His gaze moved from Mo Chen to the outside, as if he was looking at the distant sky through the palace door, with a trace of nostalgia and trance in his eyes.

After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Forget it... I still owe you and your mother something."

"Wang Sheng."

"The slave is here."

The eunuch next to him bowed quickly.

"Issue an edict to marry Prince Ding and Princess Anran."

"According to the order."

The eunuch responded respectfully, lowering his head and couldn't help but secretly glance at the young prince standing below.

But the man looked extremely calm.

It seemed that this result had been expected.