Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Night falls.

Lan Qian came to Mo Chen's residence alone.

His residence was not far from Lan Qian's bedroom. He was allowed to live here originally so that he could protect the original owner. Later, the original owner hated him more and more and planned to move him somewhere else. However, before she could do this, Lan Qian came here.

The room where the secret guard lives is naturally not as good as the princess's bedroom, but at least he lives alone and the environment is not too bad.

There was no light in the house at this time, and it was dark.

Only a few faint moonlight shining through the window allowed a little light into the room, and the general outline of the room could be vaguely seen.

As soon as Lan Qian stepped into the room, the person on the bed opened his eyes.

The next moment, a dagger was against her neck.

"Who?"

The man grabbed her arm with great force. Lan Qian felt that the skin on her arm must have turned red.

"Mo Chen."

She called his name.

There was unconscious tenderness in his tone.

Hearing her voice, the man had obviously recognized her. Although he let go of her arm, he did not take back the dagger around his neck.

"Your Highness, why are you coming to my room in the middle of the night?"

His voice was cold and without any ups and downs.

Lan Qian used her hand to move the dagger against her neck. Perhaps the man was afraid of accidentally hurting her, so the moment her hand touched the dagger, he withdrew it expressionlessly.

"Swords have no eyes, princess, you'd better be careful."

He turned to the table and lit the lamp.

I didn't look at her again.

With the light, the room finally became brighter, allowing Lan Qian to clearly see the man in the undershirt. The wound on his back was bleeding, stained the white undershirt with red blood.

She frowned and took a step forward.

"Why is your wound still bleeding? Didn't you call the imperial physician?"

No matter what, the bleeding should be stopped.

The man did not answer her question, still with his back to her: "Princess, please go back. Men and women should not touch each other. Your Highness is a princess, it is not polite to come to my place in the middle of the night. It will damage your reputation."

"Mo Chen!"

Lan Qian frowned tightly.

No matter what, he shouldn't ignore his injuries.

She walked to his side and took out the medicine in her hand: "This is the best medicine for wounds. Here you are."

She asked the imperial physician to send this medicine. This world was just an ordinary ancient world. The ring on her hand could not be opened, and the medicine inside could not be taken out. She could only use the medicine from this world.

However, the man did not take the medicine from her hand. Instead, he turned his head and stared at her. His dark eyes were cold and emotionless, and his voice was as cold as his expression.

"What on earth does the princess want to do?"

Lan Qian looked down at the medicine in her hand, then looked up at him, and finally her gaze fell on the place where blood was oozing from his back and chest.

Serious tone:

"I want your injury to heal quickly."

Hearing this, Mo Chen's expression did not change at all.

His eyes slowly lowered, lingering for a moment on the golden medicine on the soft white palm, and then looked at the spoiled princess in front of him again, as if he was looking at a deep enemy.

Every word he spoke was cold and piercing.

"Princess, do you think this is fun?"

Lan Qian tightened her grip on the medicine bottle.

"Mo Chen, I don't want to play..."

"It's late, Princess, please go back."

The man didn't want to say anything more and turned to walk towards the bed. He had been so disrespectful to the Ninth Princess tonight, so he wondered what punishment would be waiting for him tomorrow, but maybe it wouldn't even last until tomorrow.

But he had no interest in playing any games with her.

Seeing that Mo Chen didn't want to treat his injuries at all, Lan Qian pursed her lips and ordered: "Mo Chen, you must use the medicine. This is an order. You are my secret guard. How can you protect me if you are injured?"

After saying that, she put the medicine on the table.

Left the house.

Inside the room, Mo Chen saw her leave, his eyes lingered on the bottle of medicine on the table for a few seconds, and then moved away indifferently.