Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

After receiving the plot, Lan Qian slowly opened her eyes.

This time, she is a Ganoderma lucidum?

...that's okay too.

At least now she can use her blood to save Mo Chen.

She looked at Mo Chen who had his eyes closed, then bit her finger and put it to his lips.

"Mo Chen, suck some of my blood."

"It won't hurt if you inhale a little."

Because of the pain, Mo Chen's consciousness was not so clear. In a daze, he seemed to hear the girl's gentle voice in his ears.

She was so close to him.

He felt a warm and soft touch and moist liquid between his lips, and he seemed to smell an extremely pleasant medicinal fragrance, which made him unable to help but hold the softness in his mouth and subconsciously suck on the sweetness.

The sweet and fragrant liquid was like a warm current, gently and gently warming his body and dispelling his pain. Gradually, the pain in his body disappeared bit by bit.

Seeing that Mo Chen's complexion was gradually getting better, Lan Qian finally felt relieved that her blood was useful.

After a long while, Mo Chen finally regained consciousness.

Noticing something strange in his mouth, his body stiffened.

This is……

He suddenly opened his eyes, but the scene in front of him made his body even stiffer - the girl was almost leaning in his arms, her slender white fingers were being held in his mouth, and even one of his hands was on the girl's waist, as if he was holding her back and not letting her leave.

This scene made the young emperor suddenly not know how to react.

He let go of her in a panic.

"What are you doing?"

The emperor had a cold expression, and his voice was somewhat apathetic, with no emotion to be heard. In just a moment, he put away his panic and regained his composure and calmness, as well as the intentional or unintentional sense of oppression that came with being an emperor.

Lan Qian didn't seem to notice his coldness.

She lifted up the finger that he had just held in his mouth. There was still a little blood on it. She gently shook the slender white finger in front of him.

"To save you."

"My blood can cure all kinds of poisons," she took his pulse again. Although the emperor looked cold, he did not stop her. "There are two kinds of poison in your body. One is the one you just got, and the other is the one you have had since childhood."

She said slowly.

"I can cure the first kind. You just need to drink my blood a few more times, and it will be completely cleared within a month. But the second kind..." She paused and continued, "The second kind of poison is very difficult to cure."

It is difficult to solve, but not unsolvable.

Mo Chen's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was in turmoil.

No one knew the poison in his body better than him.

The painful torture he had suffered since childhood, every full moon night was like a thousand insects gnawing at his heart. The extreme pain turned him into a miserable madman countless times. There were many times when he wanted to stab a sword into his chest to end everything and end his dark life.

However, he was unwilling to do so.

I'm unwilling to die in the darkness.

Time and time again, he endured it.

Finally, he stood at the top.

But even though he became the supreme emperor, the poison could not be cured and he still had to endure the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow every month.

And now, is there anyone who can cure his poison?

"Your blood..."

He spoke slowly.

"My blood can be regarded as a medicine. It can cure most of the poisons in this world. As for the reason... I will tell you later." Lan Qian smiled and said, "For the second poison in your body, my blood alone is not enough. But don't worry, I can definitely help you get rid of this poison."

The girl's voice was very pleasant, and it seemed that even when he was drowsy, he had such a gentle voice in his ears.

"Trust me, okay?"

"Mo Chen, I will definitely save you."

"Suck some of my blood, and it won't hurt."

……

"Why?" The young emperor looked at her, his dark eyes deep and unclear, "Why do you want to help me?"

No one would ever help him.

No one will really treat him well.

"Do I need a reason to help you?" The girl smiled sweetly, her pure and beautiful eyes looking at him, "I helped you if I wanted to. If I must find a reason, then... does the fact that I like you count?"