Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

When Lan Qian woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar room and she was the only one in the room.

[Host, the master has been guarding here for a day and a night, and left only when he saw that you were about to wake up. ]

Little Dumpling quickly reported.

"Ah."

Lan Qian covered her chest.

The previous feeling of rage was gone, and it seemed that Mo Jin must have helped her heal her injuries.

In fact, she had not yet fainted. She just wanted to use that method to lure him out. However, because her body was really too tired, she accidentally fell asleep.

Sure enough, he brought her back.

Lan Qian got out of bed and looked around the room. The decoration of the whole room was simple, elegant and low-key. This place should be on the top of the mountain. Looking out of the window, you can see the misty clouds in the sky, lingering between the layers of mountains.

With a creaky sound, the door opened.

The old man from before walked in, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand: "The girl is awake, just in time, the medicine is ready."

He put the medicine on the table and prepared to go out. As if someone was urging him, he didn't dare to stay here any longer, but when he reached the door, Lan Qian called him.

"Where is the person who brought me back?"

Hearing the question, the old man stopped and said in a pleasant tone: "The Valley Master has something to do for the time being, so he asked me to bring you medicine. The young lady is weak now, so just rest here."

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

The old man went out.

Lan Qian slowly walked to the table and sat down, looking at the bowl of steaming medicine with a complicated look.

[Host, this medicine was sent by the master specifically at the time you woke up. Even the temperature is just right. He also instructed to use the best medicinal materials to make sure you take good care of your body.]

The little dumpling tried hard to restore the sweetness of their previous world and expressed his master's concern for the host.

As for the fact that the master did not do anything else, but did not come to see the host for some reason, but instead asked other people to deliver medicine, there is no need to tell the host.

"He's always been like this."

Even if I don't want her to know, I will do everything in secret.

Lan Qian drank the medicine and then stood up.

"Where is he? I'll go find him."

[The master is just outside the yard, but...]

The little dumpling was a little hesitant and didn't finish the rest of the words, but the next moment, Lan Qian knew what it was saying.

There is a barrier at the door.

"Am I under house arrest?"

She gently touched the invisible barrier with her fingers, and instantly, the barrier emitted a faint light that enveloped the room. The entire room was sealed tightly, and nothing could get out.

【……Yes.】

The little dumpling didn't dare to say much.

Although it is not the first time that the master has imprisoned... no, placed the host under house arrest, this time seems to be a little different from the last time in the previous world. I wonder how the host will react.

Hey, master, please come quickly.

Just when Xiaotuanzi was worried, Lan Qian just looked at the barrier at the door for a while, then closed the door again and went back into the room without doing anything.

"Since he doesn't want me to go out, he should just stay in the room."

……

late at night.

The girl has fallen asleep.

A tall figure slowly appeared beside the bed.

The figure did nothing but stood quietly beside the bed, his deep eyes always fixed on the girl sleeping peacefully on the bed. It was unknown how long he stood there before he quietly left.

Inside the curtain, Lan Qian slowly opened her eyes.

……

The next day, the old man brought medicine again.

After he left, Lan Qian walked to the window with the medicine and slowly poured it into the flowerpot on the windowsill.

The little grouper was confused:

[Host, why did you pour out the medicine? This medicine was specially prepared for you by the master. How can your body get better if you don't take it? ]

Lan Qian said in a faint tone:

"Now that I'm well, what other reason do I have to stay?"

Mo Jin refused to see her now, and no one knew how long he would keep her locked up, but judging from the medicine he prepared every day and his actions last night, he couldn't just watch her health not get better.

The medicine in the bowl has been poured out.

When Lan Qian was about to turn around, the air behind him suddenly fluctuated.

"Qianqian."

[…Host, your luck seems to be bad. ]

The little dumpling sighed.

It’s not its fault. The master appeared suddenly and it was too late for it to remind him. If it wants to blame someone, it can only blame the master for being too strong.

Lan Qian was silent for a moment and turned around.

The bowl in his hand was empty.

Unlike before, the man now has restrained his elegant and simple temperament, and has become more noble and powerful. His eyes fell on the empty bowl in his slender white hands, and then looked at the flowerpot by the window. His ink-black eyes were dim and the darkness in his eyes surged silently.

His tone was surprisingly calm:

"Do you hate me so much?"

I hate it so much that I even refuse to take his medicine.

"No."

Lan Qian denied it.

"I don't hate you, I just... don't like taking medicine."

She found an excuse.

"Really?" The dark color in the man's eyes flickered slightly, and it was unclear whether he believed it or not. Then his tone remained unchanged, "I'll have someone refine the elixir for you later."

"……it is good."

Lan Qian had no choice but to agree.

It seemed that Mo Jin appeared only to say these two sentences. He did nothing else. He did not explain where this place was or why she appeared here. After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"and many more!"

Lan Qian grabbed his arm.

The man stopped.

His deep eyes fell on the soft white hand on his arm. Even through the clothes, he seemed to still feel the warmth from the girl, which made him want to keep her forever. His fingertips moved slightly, but finally fell silent.

He remained in the girl's grip without moving.

Seeing this, Lan Qian breathed a sigh of relief. She came up to him, looked up at those dark and deep eyes, and pursed her lips.

"If... the person I've been looking for is you, do you believe it?"

The girl's voice was not loud, but very clear.

There was no trace of reluctance or unwillingness in those beautiful eyes.

It seemed like these were her most sincere words.

Mo Jin's long eyelashes trembled for a moment. After a while, he smiled gently and raised his hand to gently help her tuck a strand of hair by her ear: "Qianqian, if you say that, I can't help but take it seriously."

"But I'm afraid Qianqian will be disappointed. No matter what you say, I won't let you leave until your body is fully recovered."

[Oh, host, the master doesn't seem to believe it. He must think you are just going out to coax him? ]

Things seem to be getting difficult.

Little Dumpling suddenly remembered the romance novels he had read before.

It has to be turned over again.

Maybe you can find a related case.

Lan Qian paused for a moment, looked into those deep eyes again, and said seriously, "Mo Jin, what I said is true."

"Ah."

The man responded slowly.

But nothing else was said.

His gaze lingered on the girl's fair wrist for a while, as if he thought of something. His dark eyes moved slightly, and then his palm turned slightly, and a lavender bracelet appeared in his hand.

"This bracelet is very suitable for Qianqian."

His tone was gentle, as if he had returned to the old times.

He gently took her hand and put it on her.

Lan Qian was a little dazed, watching the lavender bracelet being put on her hand little by little until it was completely around her wrist.

"What kind of bracelet is this?"

She looked at the bracelet and felt it looked familiar.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

The bracelet is lavender in color and has delicate patterns engraved on it. Most importantly, there is a subtle power emanating from the bracelet. It is not particularly obvious, but it exudes antiquity and simplicity everywhere.

This bracelet is not ordinary.

"I've seen it once."

Mo Jin gently held her hand, looking at the purple bracelet lying quietly on her snow-white wrist, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his deep eyes, "Didn't Qianqian bring it back with me last time in the back mountain of Tianyan Sect?"

Tianyan Sect?

Lan Qian thought about it.

It was that time when she met him in the back mountain of Tianyan Sect. Indeed, he took a purple bracelet from a secret compartment in a room. She glanced at it casually at that time and had some impression.

Is this it?

She looked closely at her wrist.

"It seems that Qianqian hasn't forgotten the time we spent together." Mo Jin smiled warmly, his tone gentle, "After all, even I can't see through Qianqian's cultivation."

"With it, I don't have to worry about Qianqian running away."