Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Returning to his room, Mo Chen's gaze fell on the bottle of untouched medicine on the table. He looked at it for a long time, and his dark and indifferent eyes drooped slightly.

Then he reached out and picked up the medicine bottle.

For several days in a row, Lan Qian called Mo Chen out, asking him to feed her, massage her legs and shoulders, and then carry her back to the bedroom. Later on, she didn't need to ask anymore. When the time came, Lan Qian would look at him and Mo Chen would hug her out of habit.

"Mo Chen, you can only hold me in your arms, understand?"

With her delicate hands around the man's shoulders, Lan Qian looked at him in his arms. These words sounded like both a warning and a pampering command.

Mo Chen lowered his eyes slightly.

Response:

"Yes."

"You are mine, and you can only care about me from now on."

"Yes."

"To protect me."

"Yes."

"Also, you have to stay with me every day."

"Princess, you should rest."

Mo Chen gently placed the girl on the bed. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he did not answer Lan Qian's last words. After putting her down, he prepared to leave as usual.

But as soon as he turned around, the girl grabbed his hand.

Mo Chen turned his head, his gaze lingering on the fair little hand that was holding him for a moment, feeling the soft skin on the girl's hand, his fingertips with thin calluses couldn't help but pause slightly, but he didn't struggle.

"What else do you want, Princess?"

His tone was indifferent, as if nothing could cause him any ripples, but Lan Qian was determined to break his calm surface.

Then she opened her lips slightly:

"You have to stay here tonight and watch over me."

Hearing this, Mo Chen's eyes finally changed for a moment.

"I dare not overstep my authority."

"This is an order," Lan Qian lay down on the bed, holding the man's hand without letting go, forcing Mo Chen to get closer to the bed. She "willfully" pulled him down and sat on the bed, "You must listen to me."

Obviously her strength was not that great, but Mo Chen, who possessed extremely high martial arts skills, was pulled down easily.

Never mind, the little princess has a heart disease.

Don't make her angry.

But as a secret guard and subordinate, he had the duty to remind and persuade the willful little princess: "Princess, I am a man. It is really inappropriate for me to stay in your bedroom. It will damage your reputation."

"As long as you don't say it, no one will know."

Lan Qian held his hand tighter, as if afraid that he would leave. Mo Chen did not speak again. The bedroom became quiet for a moment and they could hear each other's breathing.

After a while, the girl started talking again.

"Mo Chen, although you are my secret guard now, I don't know you very well. I heard that you are the most outstanding secret guard in Yan State. Who were you before? How did you become a secret guard?"

Hearing this, Mo Chen was silent for a while.

"I am of low status and unworthy of hearing the princess's words."

"I have the final say on whether it is humble or not," Lan Qian turned sideways, her beautiful eyes meeting his gaze, "Mo Chen, your status is not humble, you are not humble at all, not at all."

The soft and gentle voice fell into his ears and even into his heart, like a stone, causing ripples in the lake of his heart.

Looking at those clear eyes, something seemed to emerge in Mo Chen's eyes, but in the end, he turned his gaze away indifferently.

"Since the princess wants to know, I will tell you."

He spoke, his voice flat.

"I am an orphan and have been admitted to the Dark Guard Camp since I was young."

He has been an orphan since he could remember. He didn't know who his parents were, nor who he was. Later, he and a group of other orphans entered the Dark Guard Camp and began brutal training.

During countless training sessions, some children died, some could not bear the hardship and were killed while trying to escape. He persisted and also had his own name - Mo Chen.

"It's hard in the Dark Guard Camp, isn't it?"

A look of heartache flashed across Lan Qian's eyes.

It would be impossible for a little child to go through the countless cruel training in the Dark Guard Camp without suffering. Even though he has now become the most outstanding Dark Guard, it was only through countless hardships that he achieved this.

"I'll stay with you from now on, okay?"

Accompany him?

Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Does the princess want him to be her secret guard forever?

"It's late at night, Princess, it's time to go to bed."

He reached out and pulled the quilt over her and covered her.

"I will guard here."

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Lan Qian did not want to rush things. His attitude towards her was much better than when he first came. As they got along slowly in the future, she believed that he would continue to change.

She closed her eyes and rested.

The girl's breathing was slow and even, and she had fallen asleep.

Mo Chen sat on the edge of the bed, his body still maintaining a straight posture.

He wanted to pull his hand out of the girl's, but she held it too tightly, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Princess, what do you want to do?"

The whispering sound can only be heard by oneself.

He looked at the girl's peaceful sleeping face and recalled the days he had spent with her over the past two months. He found that the torture and punishment he had suffered before seemed to have happened a long, long time ago, so long that it had become blurred.

Only these few days are extremely clear.

……

Because Lan Qian's hands were clenched too tightly, Mo Chen had to stay by her bed all night. He was a martial artist, and practicing meditation was like resting, so even though he stayed by her that night, he just sat by the bed and meditated, without doing anything inappropriate.

Seeing this, Lan Qian could only sigh helplessly.

As soon as she woke up, Mo Chen left the bedroom, fearing that the maids would find out that he had stayed here all night.

Lan Qian got up, washed, and started to have breakfast.

After breakfast, an unexpected guest came to her palace.

"Xiao Jiu, I heard that you have been staying in your palace these days. Even your father hasn't seen you for several days. What happened? But has anyone offended the most noble little princess of our Great Yan Kingdom?"

The visitor was dressed in luxurious brocade clothes and looked very elegant.

It was the third prince of Yan State.