Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

As soon as she returned to the palace, Lan Qian couldn't wait to see Mo Chen, but to her surprise, the place where Mo Chen was brought back to recuperate was not his previous residence, but another independent palace.

I heard that it was Emperor Yan who gave the special order.

"Your Highness the Ninth Princess, you cannot go in."

The eunuch at the door knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to disturb the Mo Anwei."

"I can't do it either?"

Lan Qian frowned and looked at the royal guards guarding the door of the bedroom. Such a scene... was a bit strange. It seemed that they were trying to protect the people inside. However, Mo Chen was only a secret guard. Even if Emperor Yan valued him, it was still a bit unreasonable.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness," the eunuch knelt down and bent even lower. Everyone knew that the Ninth Princess was the most favored. If he offended her... "This is the order from His Majesty himself. I... I can do nothing about it."

Perhaps in view of the Ninth Princess' past evil deeds, His Majesty specifically ordered that the Ninth Princess was not allowed to enter, otherwise she would be beheaded.

Of course he didn't dare say that.

"Mo Anwei is seriously injured and is currently being treated by the imperial physician. You must not be disturbed. If His Majesty knows that you have been here..." The eunuch bravely lowered his head and said, "Princess Nine, you should... come back tomorrow, right?"

Separated by a wall, Lan Qian could feel that Mo Chen was inside. His life should be saved, but the injuries on his body were probably serious, and his soul breath was weaker than before.

Fortunately, there is no danger to life.

She looked up at the sky.

It's dark now, wait till night...

Lan Qian turned and left.

After returning to her palace, she called a maid and asked her, "During the few days I was away from the palace, has anything unusual happened in the palace, especially regarding Mo Chen?"

She always had doubts about Emperor Yan's attitude towards Mo Chen.

When she was busy looking for Mo Chen, she had no time to think about it carefully. Now that she thought about it, those imperial guards were fine, but those secret guards were directly controlled by Emperor Yan, and they were able to help find Mo Chen for a whole day.

This in itself is unusual.

"In reply to your Highness the Princess," the maid said respectfully, "In the past few days, apart from your Majesty's many rewards to Prince Ning, nothing else unusual has happened, and I have not heard any news about the Mo Dark Guards."

"Go down."

Lan Qian said in a calm voice.

It seems that there is no such thing. That’s right. If there is any important news about Mo Chen, it would not be known to a little palace maid.

late at night.

Lan Qian came to Mo Chen's bedroom alone. The night gave her good cover. She looked at the royal guards guarding the door, and the light blue ring on her slender white finger was faintly visible.

A ray of blue-white light passed silently over them and through the palace gate. The next moment, several royal guards at the door seemed to have fallen asleep.

She slowly pushed open the palace door.

Inside the bedroom, several eunuchs who were on night watch had also fallen asleep and would not wake up until dawn.

Lan Qian quickly walked to the bedside.

The man closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed. His handsome face was still a little pale. It was unknown when he would wake up.

"Mo Chen..."

Lan Qian held his hand gently.

She pulled the quilt away from his chest. Although the wound on his chest had been bandaged, she could still smell a faint smell of blood.

It hurts a lot.

The wound is so deep.

She slowly stroked his chest, her delicate palm gently covering the wound, a light blue ring fully revealed between her white knuckles, and strands of blue and white soul power slowly entered the man's body.

With the warming of soul power, the paleness on the man's face slowly disappeared, while Lan Qian's face became paler and paler.

After a long time, the light blue ring disappeared again.

Suddenly, Lan Qian frowned.

I couldn't help but cover my heart.

Heart attack.

Exactly at this time.

She opened the purse at her waist, took out a pill and swallowed it. The bitter taste spread as the pill entered her mouth, and she frowned and swallowed it.

"Mo Chen, can you please wake up soon?"

“The medicine is so bitter.”

Although the man on the bed looked better, his eyes were still closed and he showed no sign of waking up. Lan Qian reached out her hand and gently stroked his eyebrows with her slender white fingers.

"If you don't wake up, I will ignore you for a day."

"Please wake up soon, I miss you so much..."

She slowly lay down beside him and stayed with him quietly.

……

It was getting light.

The eunuchs and imperial guards who were on night watch were about to wake up. Lan Qian had not slept all night. She looked at the man who had not yet woken up and sighed secretly. Apart from the wound on his chest, there was nothing wrong with Mo Chen's body, but for some reason he still hadn't woken up.

"I'll come see you later."

She placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

He left the bedroom before the eunuchs and the imperial guards woke up.

Just after Lan Qian left, Mo Chen on the bed moved his fingers slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The eunuch who came to report the news was in a hurry, with an excited look on his face: "Mo Anwei is awake, he is awake!"

Although he didn't know why His Majesty suddenly cared so much about Mo Anwei, he saw clearly how anxious His Majesty was when Mo Anwei was carried back that day, and he even went to see him in person.

It seems that Mo Anwei will be a favorite of His Majesty in the future!

"really?"

Emperor Yan stood up excitedly, not even caring about the memorials at hand, "Quick! I want to go and take a look!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Your Majesty, please slow down."

Mo Chen looked at the unfamiliar palace in front of him, feeling somewhat puzzled. He remembered that when he was at the bottom of the cliff, Zhao Mingze and his men pushed him into the river. The river was rushing and quickly submerged him, and then... he knew nothing.

At the bottom of the cliff...

That’s right, little princess!

He threw back the quilt and got out of bed, wanting to find his little princess.

"Hey, Mo Anwei, please don't move," the eunuch who was guarding nearby stepped forward quickly, "You are still injured, you can't move around casually. If you need anything, I will get it for you. The doctor will be here soon..."

"Is this the imperial palace?"

Mo Chen interrupted his chattering.

"Yes, this is a place specially reserved for His Majesty..."

"Where's the Ninth Princess? Is she back?"

"She's back. Her Royal Highness the Princess came back yesterday."

the eunuch replied.

It’s good that he’s back. Otherwise, his little princess would be scared waiting for him alone in the cave for so long.

Zhao Mingze must have lied to him at that time. His little princess said she liked him, so how could she send someone to kill him? Mo Chen got out of bed, put on his clothes, and prepared to return to his little princess.

But at this moment, a loud voice came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty is here!"

With Emperor Yan’s arrival, Mo Chen had to temporarily postpone his search for the little princess.

"I greet your majesty."

He was about to salute, but Emperor Yan raised his hand to excuse him: "You are still injured, no need to be polite."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Emperor Yan became more and more satisfied as he looked at his son who had just been found. Yes, Mo Chen was originally the most outstanding secret guard, outstanding in martial arts, talent, appearance, strategy and courage.

Much better than the current princes.

"How does your injury feel?"

he asked.

"Your Majesty, my injuries are no longer serious."

Mo Chen also felt something was strange. The sword wound on his chest almost hit his heart meridian. Logically speaking, even if it was not life-threatening, he should have been bedridden. But now, it was just like an ordinary sword wound on his arm.

"Well, it seems that those doctors are still somewhat useful."

Emperor Yan nodded and said to the others:

"You go down first."

"Yes."

Everyone left, and only Mo Chen and him were left in the hall. Mo Chen's face was calm and expressionless. He just thought that Emperor Yan was going to talk to him about returning to the Dark Guard Camp, so he lowered his eyes slightly.

"Chen'er, you are actually... my son."