Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Back in the secret room again, Lan Qian even lost the freedom to walk around the room. Mo Chen did not help her untie the acupoints. He gently put her on the bed, picked up the chain, and put it back on her ankle.

"Mo Chen, you lied to me."

The man's hand paused, and as if he didn't hear anything, he lowered his eyes and continued to help her put on the silver chain. The bells on it jingled "ding-dong-dong".

"You are the Prince of Chen, the son of the Emperor."

Lan Qian had basically guessed everything.

It was probably because Emperor Yan discovered that Mo Chen was his son, so he recognized him and made him Prince of Chen. Mo Chen knew her life experience and the true relationship between her and him, so he suddenly locked her up here.

He didn't want her to know about it.

He was afraid that she couldn't accept it and would leave him, so he trapped her here. Also because of the relationship between them, he had been refraining from touching her during this period of time.

Lan Qian knew that Mo Chen was doing this for her own good, but she was still a little angry that he had hidden such a big thing from her, especially since he even dared to press her acupoints!

He was so obedient before.

……asshole!

The man finally put on the chain.

A silver chain was wrapped around the slender white ankle, which made the delicate ankle look even more petite and exquisite.

His eyes deepened.

"You're right, Qianqian."

Mo Chen gently embraced her and let her lie on the bed. He placed one hand on her chest and slowly channeled his internal energy to warm her heart.

"I lied to you."

He lowered his eyes, and it was unknown what emotion was in his eyes.

Seeing him admit it, Lan Qian snorted.

She would be angry for a while before ignoring him.

Seeing the girl seem to not want to see him at all, Mo Chen's heart seemed to be pierced by needles again and again, painful and dull. He slowly clenched his other hand into a fist and whispered:

"Qianqian, I am pleased with you."

"I want to be with you, and that will never change."

So don't run away from him.

She likes him too, even though his identity has changed...but she likes him, doesn't she?

Besides, they are not necessarily...

"So you're holding me prisoner?"

Lan Qian really just said this out of a simple question. After all, in so many worlds, he seemed to like "imprisoning" her. But to Mo Chen, it was a question of disappointment in him, and it also tore apart the illusion that he had been trying hard to cover up.

Yes... imprisonment.

He was imprisoning her.

Even if he told himself a thousand times that he was doing this for her health, he could not deny the dirty and selfish thoughts hidden deep in his heart.

"Qianqian, you were the first one to say you liked me."

She was the one who bumped into his arms first.

So even if he regretted it, he would not let her go.

"You untie my acupuncture points first."

Lan Qian said.

"No..." Mo Chen looked at his hand that was transmitting his internal energy. This transmission of internal energy needed to warm her heart meridians steadily and bit by bit. If the girl didn't let him get close after her acupoints were unblocked, it would be easy to make mistakes if she struggled.

"Just wait a moment and I'll untie it."

he whispered.

Lan Qian:...Okay, then she won’t tell him. She doesn’t care about their identities.

Just looking at the man who kept his head down and didn't say much, Lan Qian's eyes moved, wondering whether she should stimulate him a little?

Anyway...he didn't dare to do anything.

"Mo Chen, you said I like you," Lan Qian's voice was gentle and slow, and every word fell into the man's ears, "but that was before."

The man stiffened slightly, his eyes lowering even more.

"Now, you are no longer my secret guard."

The hands hanging at his sides were clenched tighter and tighter, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in his lowered black eyes.

"You are the King of Chen, then we are..."

The slender fingers suddenly touched a certain spot on her body, and in an instant, Lan Qian was unable to make a sound.

……asshole!

Lan Qian glared at him and simply closed her eyes and didn't look at him.

Seeing this, Mo Chen's heart ached even more.

He slowly closed his eyes.

"Sorry, Qianqian."

But he didn't want to hear those two words from her.

Don't want to acknowledge their relationship.

The internal energy in his hand had been almost used up, and the impact of the news about his life experience on the girl was much lighter than he expected, but this was a good thing. The internal energy he transferred to her was enough to prevent the girl's heart disease.

"Qianqian, don't you want a child?"

He gently stroked her face.

The voice is gentle.

But those dark eyes were extremely gloomy.

Lan Qian suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of disbelief flashing across her eyes.

Although she knew that they would never have children in the small world, he didn't know that with their current relationship...

Hmm... seems to be too exciting?

Mo Chen smiled gently and placed one hand over the girl's eyes to hide any disgust or hatred that might appear in those eyes.

He leaned forward slightly and placed a kiss on the girl's lips.

"Let's have a baby."

……

The belt slowly fell under the bed.

Then, one piece of clothing after another.

The chains on the ankles touched the bells, making a series of crisp "ding-ling-ding-ling" sounds.

The time in the secret room seemed to be unable to distinguish between day and night.

"Ding bell, jingle bell..."

The bell rang for a long, long time...

-

In a wing room of a restaurant.

Prince Ning was still holding the snow-white cat in his hands, stroking its fur slowly and leisurely.

"Uncle, the Prince of Chen is now deeply favored by our father. I heard that he is even in charge of the visit of the Crown Prince of Qi next month. I am afraid that the position of Crown Prince will belong to him in the future. In your opinion, what should I do?"

The third prince sat opposite him.

Facing this imperial uncle, he still felt a little apprehensive, always feeling that he couldn't see through him, but he couldn't give up his support.

"Prince Chen..."

Prince Ning seemed to sigh and stopped stroking the hair.

"It's not easy to deal with. What do you think?"

"My nephew wants to gain the support of the General's Mansion. With the General's Mansion and you, my uncle, I am confident that I am no worse than the Prince of Chen. However, neither General Mu nor Miss Mu seem to think highly of my nephew."

This is the problem that is bothering him.

Mu Yunluo is the only daughter of the Mu family. If he can marry Mu Yunluo, there is no need to worry about the General's Mansion not falling on his side.

"So my nephew thought it would be better to take extraordinary measures."

"Oh?"

Prince Ning seemed very interested.

The Third Prince lowered his voice, with a shrewd look in his eyes: "I heard that the Imperial Aunt will hold a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet in the palace in a few days. I would like to ask the Imperial Aunt for a favor."

He paused and continued, "My nephew would like to ask the imperial aunt to send an invitation to Miss Mu."

As long as Mu Yunluo is there, he will arrange the rest. Once something happens between him and Mu Yunluo, she will have to marry him even if she doesn't want to.

Prince Ning looked at him meaningfully.

I already understood his idea.

"It's not difficult."

He was happy to see these struggles for imperial power.

Although the appearance of Prince Chen was beyond his expectations, it didn't matter. The more princes there were and the fiercer the fights, the easier it would be to achieve his goal.

He will definitely take back what belongs to him!

"Thank you very much, uncle."

The third prince toasted Prince Ning.

If this succeeds, he will be halfway to becoming the crown prince.