Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Lan Qian and his group were accommodated in an inn.

That's right, the inn.

The two countries were at war and the post stations had long been abolished.

Li'an country sent people here willingly, and when the two countries were negotiating peace, Xuelan country couldn't send people back, but they had no intention of this marriage, so naturally they couldn't take care of all the matters.

Even very neglectful and contemptuous.

It is probably the only case since ancient times that a princess who is married to a foreign country stays in an inn.

Fortunately, this inn is also one of the best inns in Xuelan Kingdom, and the environment in all aspects is also quite good. Lan Qian and the accompanying palace maids live in a separate courtyard.

"your Highness."

Just as I settled down, someone came to the door asking to see me.

The person who came was an envoy who came with the wedding procession, an old official who had served in the court of Li'an State for decades and was in charge of the affairs of this marriage.

"Master Li, what's the matter?"

Lan Qian sat in the upper chair and asked in a calm voice.

"Princess," Lord Li bowed slightly, "This marriage is quite hasty. Although we have arrived at the capital of Xuelan Kingdom, you have to stay here temporarily until Xuelan Kingdom decides on the marriage candidate."

"It doesn't matter."

Lan Qian doesn't care where she lives.

She calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"It's good that the princess doesn't feel wronged."

Lord Li cupped his hands and continued, "Although the Xuelan Kingdom has not yet decided on the marriage partner, His Majesty of our dynasty would like to choose a prince who has the potential to become the crown prince."

If you are lucky, it would be great to marry the next emperor.

"So Lord Li is here today?"

Lan Qian glanced at him indifferently and put down the teacup.

"Princess, you are not familiar with Xuelan Kingdom yet. I think you should know more about the various princes," Lord Li introduced. "There are currently six princes in Xuelan Kingdom."

"Among them, the ones most likely to become the crown prince are the Second Prince, the Third Prince, and... the Fifth Prince."

Speaking of the fifth prince, his voice paused.

The fifth prince of Xuelan Kingdom is a rare talent in a century. Since he went to the battlefield, he has never been defeated in the past few years.

In this war between the two countries, the Li'an Kingdom also encouraged the surrounding small countries to send troops. The Xuelan Kingdom was actually fighting on three fronts, but the fifth prince was in charge of the overall situation alone, and still won every battle.

Rumor has it that he once used only 2,000 soldiers to wipe out 30,000 soldiers from the Li'an State, leaving no one alive.

That is the god of death on the battlefield.

Even just hearing about it is enough to strike fear into one's heart.

After calming down, Lord Li continued:

"The second prince, Prince Duan, is the oldest and has been eyeing the position of crown prince very closely. However, he already has a wife, so it would be inappropriate for the princess to marry him."

"The third prince, Prince Qi, has a calm personality. He is the son of the queen of Xuelan Country. His mother's family is the prime minister of the current dynasty and has great power. The palace has not yet married a queen, so he is the best choice."

"As for the fifth prince..." Lord Li paused, "The fifth prince, Mo Chen, his mother died early, and he seemed to have grown up outside the palace since he was a child. He did not return to the palace until a few years ago. Since then, he has fought in many places and was named Prince Ding. I heard that the emperor of Xuelan Kingdom thinks highly of him."

He frowned and said, "The fifth prince's mother's family is unknown. Rumor has it that his mother is just a commoner orphan with no power or influence. However, over the years, no one has really investigated it clearly."

They also took some effort to investigate this Prince Ding.

But no more useful information was found.

"Mo Chen..."

Lan Qian lowered her eyes slightly and lowered her voice a few notches.

"Yes, princess." Thinking of this terrifying Prince Ding, Lord Li had a complicated expression. "I heard that this man is extremely averse to women, and even the servants in his mansion are all men. I'm sure he would never consider marriage."

In this case, their best candidate is the third prince, King Qi.

"Master Li," Lan Qian suddenly chuckled and said lightly, "Are you thinking things are too simple?"

It’s a good idea, but unfortunately Xuelan Country has no intention of forming an alliance through marriage.

Otherwise, the original owner would not have died.

"Princess, what did you say?"

Lord Li looked up in surprise.

It seemed as if he couldn't understand why this princess, who had been so quiet all the way, would suddenly say such words.

"Nothing." Lan Qian stroked the teacup casually, and said calmly, "You go down first. I'm tired."

"Yes, I am resigning."

Although Lord Li had his doubts, he still retreated.

[Host, sir, the name of this world will not change either? ]

The little dumpling asked in confusion.

"No change," Lan Qian stood up slowly and looked around the room. "Unless something unexpected happens, his name will be Mo Chen in every world, and my name will not change either."

She walked slowly to the window and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

"We will meet in a few days."

According to the original plot, a palace banquet would be held in the palace for the birthday of the Queen of Xuelan in a few days. The original owner was already weak, and after a long journey to Xuelan, he was obviously despised. He soon fell ill due to the worries inside and outside, and was unable to attend the palace banquet.

Now that it was her turn, it became a good opportunity to meet Mo Chen.

The next day, Lord Li met with the Emperor of Xuelan.

He didn't look well after he came back.

Soon, the news reached her.

"Princess," Qingzhu quietly reported to her, "Lord Li came to the palace today to discuss the marriage. I heard that the Emperor of Xuelan Kingdom was not concerned about this matter and wanted to postpone it on the grounds of poor health."

"What should I do, Princess..."

She wiped her tears and said worriedly, "If Xuelan Country keeps dragging it out, how are we going to cope?"

Although she didn't understand any big principles, she knew that this was not a good thing. As time went on, the princess would surely be laughed at by everyone. If she was sent back to Li'an in the end, she couldn't imagine the princess's situation.

"don’t worry."

Lan Qian was leaning on the chaise longue. The weather had been hot and humid these days, so she was fanning herself gently with a round fan in her hand. Her expression was calm and she didn't have the slightest worry.

"Wait a few more days, there will be a way."

It’s not that she can’t go find Mo Chen now, but with her identity as a princess who was married to a foreign country, if she went to see him rashly, there would probably be a lot of unnecessary explanations and troubles. She had better be patient and wait.

"But……"

Qingzhu was still wiping her tears.

Lan Qian knew that she didn't understand, but she didn't intend to explain too much. At this moment, someone suddenly came from the palace with a message.

The gist of the message was that the Queen's birthday would be in three days, and a palace banquet would be held at that time. All the princes, court officials and their relatives would attend. Princess An Ran had come from afar, so she should not be neglected, and the princess was invited to attend the banquet.

"That's great Princess!"

The person who heard the news was Qingzhu.

She looked at her princess's impeccable appearance and said with expectation: "As long as the princess goes to the banquet, the people of Xuelan will be amazed by your beauty, and the marriage will definitely go smoothly!"

Hearing this, Lan Qian simply raised her eyebrows slightly.

Nothing more was said.

-

In the dim study, the candlelight was blown by the breeze coming in through the window, casting the shadows of people in the study in bright or dark shapes.

"Is Princess An Ran sure to attend the palace banquet?"

A man in brocade clothes stood in front of the desk, writing something, but his attention seemed to be focused on the paper.

"Yes, Master."

There was a figure in black kneeling below, his tone was very respectful.

"In that case," the man put away his pen with satisfaction after the tip of his pen made its last stroke, "then let's proceed as planned."

"Yes."