Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

When the imperial decree granting marriage came out, everyone was shocked.

Almost everyone inside and outside the palace did not expect that the person who would be marrying the Li'an Kingdom this time would be the God of War, King Ding?

Prince Ding...what should I say?

It is not impossible.

It's just... it was too unexpected.

If the people of Li'an Kingdom only had a helpless relationship with Xuelan Kingdom as a winner and loser among countries, then they had a deep hatred for King Ding that made them both fear him and want to kill him as soon as possible.

Letting Prince Ding marry Princess Li'an is really not the best idea.

Could it be that the Emperor is dissatisfied with Prince Ding?

Or, was there something going on that they were not aware of?

Even the envoys from Li'an Kingdom couldn't believe it.

But for him, the marriage partner was finally decided, which was more important than anything else.

"This... is this true? Marrying Prince Ding?"

Lord Li felt as if he was dreaming. He carefully read every word on the imperial edict, and his hands holding the edict were trembling slightly.

"Of course it can't be wrong."

The eunuch who came to convey the imperial edict had a kind smile on his face.

"This is something that His Royal Highness Prince Ding personally requested from His Majesty. Princess An Ran should be in Prince Ding's mansion right now, and she must have received the news."

"Very good, very good!"

Lord Li said happily.

In this way, he also completed the task assigned by the emperor.

"Please ask the eunuch to express my gratitude to the Emperor of your country first. Tomorrow I will personally go to the palace to discuss the marriage with the Emperor."

He signaled with his eyes to the servant next to him.

The servant immediately gave the eunuch a purse filled with silver.

"Thank you for coming here specially, I hope you can accept this small gift of thanks." Lord Li said.

"You are too polite, my lord. This is my job." The eunuch took the purse, felt its weight, and put it away with a smile. The smile on his face became more sincere. "I still have to reply to His Majesty, so I won't keep any more."

"Father-in-law, walk slowly."

Inside Prince Ding’s Palace.

Lan Qian also heard the news of the arranged marriage.

"Princess, the imperial decree states that the wedding will take place at the beginning of next month. Should we go back and prepare properly?"

Qingzhu looked at the sun that was about to set.

It was already evening, and they had stayed in Prince Ding's mansion for a day and a night.

When she was brought back by the guards of Prince Ding's mansion last night, she couldn't help feeling scared, fearing that they had offended someone. She didn't expect that the princess and Prince Ding... But it's better this way, at least the princess has found a home.

Lan Qian took a sip of tea.

I looked up at the sky outside.

"It's time to go back."

She stood up and placed the exquisite teacup in her hand on the tea table. "Let's go to Prince Ding first and tell him."

Mo Chen had been with her all along, but an hour ago, there was an urgent matter that required him to deal with, and now he is in the study.

Lan Qian walked around in Prince Ding's mansion, and no one stopped her along the way.

She soon reached the study.

"Mo Chen."

She knocked on the door.

"Qianqian?" Mo Chen put down the things in his hands when he saw her, walked a few steps to her side, and asked gently, "Why are you here? Is the room a bit stuffy?"

"No," Lan Qian shook her head gently, "It's just that it's getting late, and I should go back."

"No need."

Mo Chen said.

As if she felt that these two words were too blunt, she quickly explained, "You don't have to go back. We are already engaged. You can stay in the mansion during this period of time. I will take care of the rest."

He knew where she had been living during this time.

He was afraid of attracting attention before and had no right to care about it. Now, how could he bear to let her stay in the inn?

He had already thought of such an arrangement.

"live here?"

Lan Qian thought about the ancient etiquette and it seemed that this was against the rules, but so what? She also wanted to live with him.

"Stay, okay?"

Obviously Mo Chen doesn't care about those rules.

He just stared at her like that, his deep eyes filled with her reflection, as if the whole world in his eyes was her. Such a look was easy to attract people and hard to refuse.

"it is good."

Of course, Lan Qian didn't want to refuse.

She didn't want to be separated from him.

The fact that he stayed in Prince Ding's Mansion did not cause any bad comments. To the outside world, Prince Ding's Mansion only said that the prince wanted to cultivate feelings with the future princess. Therefore, although a few people felt that this matter was a bit against etiquette, they did not say anything.

After all, the emperor had acquiesced, and they did not dare to offend Prince Ding.

Lan Qian stayed in Prince Ding's mansion.

Of course, before they got married, the two lived separately.

Her residence is right next to Mo Chen's yard.

Every day, Mo Chen would come to eat with her, and he would visit her almost every time he had free time. But today, when he first arrived, he heard the maid's anxious voice.

"Princess, Princess, are you okay?"

"Please lie down and rest first. I will go find the imperial physician right away!"

The voice was very anxious, as if something had happened.

Mo Chen's heart tightened and he immediately walked into the room.

"what happened?"

"Your Majesty?"

When Qingzhu saw him coming, she knelt down and said, "Please, my lord, save the princess. She is in great pain. You must save her."

"Qianqian!"

Mo Chen walked quickly to the bedside, only to see the girl's body curled up slightly on the bed, her eyes closed, her originally delicate and beautiful brows tightly furrowed, and an expression of pain that could not be concealed on her face.

Looking closely, I even saw cold sweat on my forehead.

"What happened? Go get the doctor!"

The last sentence was directed to Qingzhu.

"Need not……"

Lan Qian stopped him.

Her voice was weak, and the intense pain in her body made it impossible for her to relax her brows. She could only slightly open her eyes and shook her head very lightly: "It's okay, it's just an old problem of the body."

"Qianqian, don't move yet."

Mo Chen didn't dare let her move, so he took her pulse.

Unfortunately, he was not a doctor. Although he could treat some injuries during marches and battles, he could only see some superficial injuries. He could not diagnose what injuries the girl who was suffering in front of him had suffered.