Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

After viewing the flowers, Lan Qian continued to walk forward. The scenery here was quiet and there were no other people, which was suitable for the two of them to be alone. She saw the lotus flowers blooming in the lake next to the rockery, and turned around and said:

"There is also a pond of lotus over there. Let's go and have a look."

As she spoke, Lan Qian took his hand.

The girl's movement was so sudden that Mo Chen seemed to have no time to react before his hand was grabbed by a soft little hand. She lifted her skirt slightly with one hand, and held his hand with the other, trotting towards the lake.

Mo Chen's hand paused for a moment, but he did not make any other movements. He let the girl hold his hand and ran along with her pace. His eyes slowly moved down to the girl's hand holding his, and the temperature in his eyes seemed to warm up a little.

When they reached the lake, Lan Qian seemed to have forgotten to let go of him.

But as a secret guard, he should remind the princess that this is against the rules.

"Princess……"

He spoke.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The girl looked over, her bright and beautiful eyes dotted with star-like light, as dazzling as the stars and as clear as a spring. Especially when she was looking at him, her eyes were so pure without any impurities.

"I'm fine."

He lowered his eyes slightly.

In the end, no reminder was given.

"Ninth Princess," Zhao Mingze came up at this moment, and bowed to Lan Qian as soon as he saw her. "I was too abrupt just now, so I would like to ask... How dare you to disrespect the Ninth Princess!"

He saw the two holding hands.

Of course, in his eyes, it was Mo Chen who took the initiative to hold the hand. It must be that the secret guard did not see his own identity clearly and dared to offend the Ninth Princess.

"Let go of the princess!"

"You are so bold!" Lan Qian's tone was slightly cold, and her voice was a little majestic. "How dare you scold my people in front of me?"

"Princess, please forgive me."

Zhao Mingze quickly apologized, but seeing that this lowly secret guard could hold the hand of the most noble princess of Yan State, and the princess still protected him so much, he was really unwilling to accept it, and gritted his teeth and said:

"How can the princess's precious body be offended by a mere secret guard? I am also thinking about the princess. If this matter is seen by others, wouldn't it damage the princess's reputation?"

Hearing his words, Lan Qian clearly felt Mo Chen's hand tighten. She held his hand tighter and looked at Zhao Mingze coldly: "It's not Mr. Zhao's turn to worry about my reputation."

"As for Mo Chen," she turned around and looked at the man with a calm expression, as if he had no emotions at all, and softened her voice, "He is my man. Who dares to say anything about what I do with him?"

After saying this, she didn't even look at Zhao Mingze.

The other hand was placed directly on Mo Chen's shoulder.

"Mo Chen, I'm tired, carry me back to the palace."

When she just spoke, the man had been looking at her. Something seemed to flash across his dark and deep eyes, and there was an incomprehensible depth in his eyes. Hearing her order, he slowly picked her up by the waist.

"Okay, I will escort the princess back to the palace."

Mo Chen used his Qinggong skills to leave.

"Ninth Princess, your humble servant..."

Zhao Mingze still refused to give up, but with Mo Chen's extremely high lightness skills, he took Lan Qian away from this place in an instant. He looked at the two people's figures going away, and the unwillingness in his eyes was finally no longer hidden.

A mere secret guard wants to compete with him?

The ninth princess's consort will definitely be Zhao Mingze!

……

Being held in Mo Chen's arms and moving forward with Qinggong, this seemed to be the first time, and it felt good. Lan Qian listened to the sound of the wind blowing past her ears, leaning on his shoulder, and poking his fingers at him as if bored.

From his solid chest, moving upwards little by little.

Soon it poked at the edge of his collar.

"Princess, stop playing."

The man who had been silent all the way finally spoke, his voice low and deep.

His eyes were fixed straight ahead, with no emotion on his face. He just held her in his arms, tapped the roof lightly with his feet, and used his lightness skills to fly over the houses very easily.

“But I think it’s fun.”

Lan Qian glanced at his calm face and continued poking.

If she played too much, she wondered if they would accidentally fall down. Thinking of this, she felt a little excited.

Her fingers moved up little by little, and finally, her slender white fingertips passed over the collar and gently touched the man's throat.

The moment his fingertips touched the skin of her throat, Mo Chen's body seemed to tense up, and the arms holding her tightened slightly, and suddenly there was a "crack" sound under his feet, and the tile on the roof that he was stepping on broke.

"Princess, stop making trouble."

He stopped on the rubble.

The dark eyes finally looked at her, somewhat helplessly, "The subordinate will be distracted, if I accidentally drop the princess..."

"I believe you will protect me."

Lan Qian's words blocked what he wanted to say next. She deliberately said with a bit of indulgence: "I don't care, you must protect me."

Seeing the girl acting coquettishly towards him, a corner of Mo Chen's heart seemed to soften along with the girl's tone.

"Yes, I will definitely protect the princess."

forever.

He added silently in his heart.