Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

At night, it's time to go to bed.

Lan Qian was lying on the couch, reading a book while waiting for Mo Chen.

"Princess,"

Qingzhu came in, "The prince sent a message that he has something else to do today and will be back later. Please rest first."

The prince is really considerate.

Afraid that the princess would have to wait for a long time, he sent someone to pass on the message.

"understood."

Lan Qian said in a calm voice.

She looked up at the night sky. The winter night was as dark as ink, but it was not very late at this hour. She didn't want to go to bed so early, so she continued reading for a while.

In the study.

Mu Qiu and Ji Hen stood below.

"Your Highness," Ji Hen said with a bow, "I have already found out that the Li'an Kingdom has sent a team of assassins this time. Now the assassins have secretly entered the city. Although they have not taken any action yet, it is certain that they are targeting you."

During this period of time, he had been investigating secretly and finally found some clues.

But no one could find out where those assassins were hiding.

Mu Qiu next to him frowned, his face solemn:

"The Golden Guards of Li'an Kingdom are only known by name but never seen. They are the last trump card of the Li'an Kingdom's royal family. They were not used when Li'an Kingdom was defeated. But now they have been sent to Shengdu from afar. Their purpose is definitely not simple."

"Your Majesty, do you want to secretly search for their whereabouts?"

Mu Qiu asked.

Mo Chen didn't say anything.

Her slender fingers were clasped on the table, stroking it gently.

Ji Hen pondered and said, "Not appropriate. The assassins are hiding among the common people. If we conduct a search, even if we can catch one or two, the other assassins will get the news and may be desperate and hurt innocent people."

"For now, all we can do is wait for them to take the initiative to attack."

"This……"

Mu Qiu thought about it and decided that this was indeed the safest way.

"My Lord, what do you mean?"

Ji Hen asked.

Mo Chen tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers and said coldly, "Add more personnel to monitor the post station day and night, and report any unusual movements in a timely manner."

"Yes."

The two said in unison.

After that, Mu Qiu continued:

"Your Highness, there is one more thing. News has come from the border that the armies of Li'an and several small countries around it have made unusual movements. Although they dare not act blatantly, they are indeed somewhat restless."

Hearing this, Mo Chen frowned.

Ji Hen said: "What on earth does the Li An Kingdom want to do? On the one hand, they send the princess to marry, but on the other hand, they do these little tricks in private."

Combined with the news of the death squad entering the city and the royal secret medicine.

I'm afraid it will require internal and external collaboration.

Thinking of this, he hesitated:

"Your Majesty, Princess, she..."

"It has nothing to do with her."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold voice.

The man's expression was calm, showing no emotion, and his voice was as cold as always: "Pay close attention to the situation at the border. As for the princess... I know what's going on, so don't make any more comments."

"……Yes."

The two looked at each other.

They both saw worry in each other's eyes.

The prince has such deep affection for the princess, I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse!

In the bedroom, the candle flame has burned to the bottom.

Lan Qian glanced at the door and saw that the man had not returned yet.

"Little Dumpling, is he still in the study?"

[Yes, host, the master is still in the meeting. ]

The little dumpling replied.

"That's all."

Lan Qian raised her hand and gently rubbed her forehead, put down the book in her hand, stood up and walked towards the bed.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Mo Chen finally returned to the bedroom.

The hall was quiet and the girl had fallen asleep on the bed.

The man's gaze first turned to the figure sleeping quietly on the bed. His deep eyes seemed to be a little dark. After a while, he slowly moved his gaze away and looked around the bedroom, finally landing on a cabinet.

He walked over slowly and opened the cabinet silently.

At the innermost part, a green porcelain bottle stood quietly.

He watched quietly for a while.

His eyes were dark but extremely calm, and it was impossible to discern any emotion.

Finally, the cabinet door was slowly closed.

In a daze, Lan Qian felt someone getting on the bed. The familiar smell made her very accustomed to it, and she continued to sleep peacefully. Then, a big hand slowly stroked her waist and reached in from the hem of her clothes.

"Mo Chen... stop making trouble."

She was half asleep and half awake, murmuring in a coquettish tone.

She wanted to grab the rebellious hand and stop him.

But before she could touch him, her hand was easily grabbed by the man.

"Qianqian, give me..."

The man's voice was gentle, but his hands moved quickly. In just a moment, he had undressed her. His tall body covered the girl, almost enveloping her in his arms.

Lan Qian's consciousness was not fully awake. She only felt that the man today seemed a little anxious. She pushed him in a daze, without using much strength, and naturally could not move him at all.

"I'm sleepy..."

"Be good, it will be fine in a moment..."

The man coaxed in a low voice.

The gentle voice was softer than before, full of doting.

But where no one could see, in those ink-black deep eyes, there flowed a thrilling and paranoid emotion.

……

The ambiguous voice finally sounded.

With her body held tightly by the man, Lan Qian was powerless to "resist".

It's just this so-called "a moment".

It lasted until dawn...

the next day.

When Lan Qian woke up, the man was no longer by her side.

He seems to be very busy recently.

"What is he busy with?"

For several days in a row, Mo Chen went out early and came back late. He went out in the morning before she woke up and came back at night after she fell asleep. But every night, he would torment her almost until dawn.

[Host, do you need me to take a look? ]

Little Dumpling said.

Normally, it wouldn't dare to check on its master's movements without the host's permission. Usually, it dared to check because it could sense the host's consent, but this time, it didn't feel that the host wanted to check.

Lan Qian shook her head.

"Need not."

It's just that I'm a little busy. If it doesn't involve the mission, there's no need to investigate everything.

"Princess, there's a letter from the post station."

Qingzhu came in with a letter.

Lan Qian took it.

Li Anguo's letter simply asked her whether she had considered it carefully and whether the medicine had been given to Mo Chen.

It has been several days since I returned from the post station, so it was expected that I would receive a letter at this time.

"Princess, do you need a reply?"

Qingzhu looked outside and lowered his voice:

"The messenger is still waiting."

She didn't know why, perhaps it was the caution of the messenger, she vaguely felt that this matter was of great importance and should not be made public, but looking at the princess's attitude, she felt that it was nothing.

"Go back."

Lan Qian casually placed the letter on the candle flame and watched the paper burn bit by bit. "Just tell him... everything went well."

"Yes."

Although Qingzhu didn't know what it meant, he still replied word for word.

[Host, there are people arranged by the master around you all the time. This matter should not be hidden from the master...]

"I knew."

Lan Qian was not surprised by this, and even had a smile in her eyes, looking very happy. "He was worried about my safety, so he sent people to protect me secretly from the first day I entered Prince Ding's Mansion."

Although she didn't need it.

But he didn't know she had the ability to protect herself.

Looking at the host's eyes full of tenderness.

Little Dumpling: ...Okay.

the other side.

Almost at the same time the messenger appeared.

Mo Chen received the message.

There was a biting cold wind in the military camp outside the city.

The subordinate in black reported behind him. The man stood on the wall. There was no emotion on his handsome face, but his hands under his robe were already clenched tightly.

Never mind...

As long as it hasn't happened yet, as long as he doesn't give it a chance to happen.

He and Qianqian will still be the same as before.

Nothing will change.