Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

The moon is very round tonight.

Late at night, the man and woman leaning on each other on the big bed were quiet and warm. Suddenly, the young emperor seemed to be enduring something. He couldn't help but frowning, and sweat slowly seeped out of his forehead.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

The moonlight tonight is very bright, the bedroom is as bright as day, and the full moon outside the window has no gap at all.

Night of the full moon!

He actually forgot this special day!

The poison took effect as usual, but the girl in his arms was still unaware of anything and was sleeping quietly. He didn't want to wake her up, so he carefully let the girl go and got out of bed alone.

Lan Qian, who was sleeping, seemed to sense something and slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

Where is Mo Chen?

There was a familiar scent not far away. He should still be in the palace. Was he handling government affairs?

Lan Qian got up from the bed.

Following the direction of the breath, I came to a row of bookshelves.

Chamber of Secrets?

Is Mo Chen hiding something from her?

She searched on the bookshelf and finally found the mechanism behind a book. She gently turned the mechanism and the bookshelf slowly opened inward.

Lan Qian walked in.

There was a secret passage behind the bookshelf. Mo Chen's soul was getting closer and closer. She walked through the secret passage and saw a staircase leading downwards. After going down the stairs, there was a closed room.

"who!"

A cold voice suddenly came.

As soon as Lan Qian entered the room, she was met with a pair of violent eyes.

"Mo Chen?"

"Qianqian..."

Seeing the girl appear in front of him, Mo Chen's bloodthirsty and violent eyes flashed a hint of panic. He hurriedly covered the right side of his face with his hand, and turned around quickly to prevent the girl from seeing his face.

"Qianqian...you leave first."

The young emperor's tone was as gentle as usual, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of anxiety in it. He had his back to her, his body straight, dignified and calm, and he seemed to be no different from before, but the veins on his other tightly clenched hand were bulging.

Like enduring great pain.

"Mo Chen..."

Lan Qian would naturally not leave. Although Mo Chen quickly covered it up at that moment, she just saw that on his right cheek...

She approached him slowly.

"Qianqian, be obedient."

The young emperor's clenched hands were trembling slightly.

The voice was still gentle.

"I still have some things to do here. Can you go back and rest first? I'll come back to you later."

He never dared to turn around.

But what could be done in this place?

Lan Qian looked around the room. The whole room was empty, without even a table. In the dim candlelight, she could vaguely see marks and bloodstains on the walls.

The marks on the wall seemed to be made by hands.

It's Mo Chen...

Lan Qian's heart suddenly ached.

She walked quickly to Mo Chen and stood in front of him.

"Qianqian."

Seeing her coming, the young emperor wanted to turn around in panic, but the girl grabbed his hand. He didn't dare to struggle hard for fear of hurting the girl, but at this moment, Lan Qian saw the strangeness on his face.

Those are black lines.

From the corners of the eyes to the cheeks, it spreads almost to half of the face.

She was startled.

"Don't look...Qianqian, don't look..."

Mo Chen's eyes were filled with panic and anxiety. He quickly raised his hand to cover the girl's eyes. He even felt a little panic in his heart.

How to do?

Qianqian saw it.

Would she be scared? Would she dislike him?

At this moment, all the pain in his body was not as important as the look of the girl. He didn't dare to let go of her eyes, didn't dare to meet her gaze, as if the look of the girl could determine his life or death.