Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

He was anxious and looked at the green bamboo on the ground with cold eyes.

"you say!"

Qingzhu didn't care about anything else and said hurriedly:

"The princess is in pain because of her menstrual period. She has never been in good health since she was young, and she caught a severe cold a few years ago. Since then, she has been in excruciating pain during her menstrual period, especially this month. For some unknown reason, it is much more severe than before."

Mo Chen frowned.

"any idea?"

"In the past, the princess always drank the medicine according to the prescriptions written by the imperial physician, and she felt better, but it only alleviated the symptoms."

Qingzhu said.

Even the imperial doctors in the palace could not cure this disease, and the princess had to endure this pain every month.

"Got it." Mo Chen looked at Lan Qian in pain, unable to hide the pain in his eyes, "Go find Ji Hen and ask him to find the imperial physician."

Ji Hen is one of Mo Chen's most trusted confidants.

During this time in the mansion, Qingzhu happened to recognize him.

"Yes."

She went out quickly.

"It's useless," Lan Qian covered her lower abdomen with one hand. She didn't expect that the coldness in this body was so severe. The menstrual pain was really uncomfortable. "Those soups and medicines are only a temporary solution, not a cure."

It would take several years to restore this body.

This is with the best medicinal materials.

"Qianqian," Mo Chen held her hand tightly, his eyes fell on her hand covering her lower abdomen, thought for a moment, then gently placed his other hand on her lower abdomen, slowly inputting his internal energy, "Since the cold has entered your body, I will try to dispel some of it with my internal energy."

A steady stream of warm current slowly flowed into her body. Lan Qian could feel the warmth, which seemed to be warming her body bit by bit and slowly relieving her pain.

Her brows relaxed a little.

"Is it better?"

Mo Chen channeled his internal energy while observing her expression.

"It doesn't hurt as much."

Internal force is indeed useful, Lan Qian feels that the pain has been alleviated a lot.

Seeing her slowly relaxing expression, Mo Chen finally felt relieved and continued to transfer his internal energy into his hands.

……

Before she knew it, Lan Qian fell asleep.

The internal force flowing in Mo Chen's hands still did not stop.

Half an hour later, the imperial physician finally arrived.

This is the best imperial physician of Xuelan Kingdom. He is very old, and his white beard trembles as he walks.

"See the king..."

As soon as I entered the room, before I could finish my honorifics, Ji Hen signaled me to be quiet.

The old doctor fell silent.

Seeing Ji Hen beside him lowering his head slightly, not daring to look at the other side of the bed, his expression was respectful, as if he was listening to something attentively, but the old doctor heard nothing.

Then, Ji Hen instructed him to sit down not far away.

There was a screen in front of the bed, so I couldn't see what was happening on the other side. The old doctor's specialty, pulse diagnosis, came in handy at this time.

After a while, the pulse was diagnosed.

Ji Hen took him out of the room again.

It was still quiet and no sound was made throughout the whole process.

He was arranged to wait in a side hall.

He didn't remember how long he waited before Prince Ding finally came out to see him.

"See you, Your Majesty."

He saluted respectfully.

"No need to be polite," Mo Chen asked directly as soon as he entered the side hall, "How is the princess's health?"

When the old doctor heard the title of "Princess", he knew who that person was. Judging from the prince's attitude, the princess was very important to him.

"Your Highness," he did not dare to despise her and answered truthfully, "The Princess' body is too cold. I'm afraid she has been suffering from this pain for several years. Especially since the climate in Xuelan is even colder than that in Li'an, the symptoms are probably more severe than before..."

Seeing that Mo Chen's expression was becoming more and more gloomy, the old doctor felt the oppression in the hall was getting stronger and stronger. He lowered his head more than before, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

The hall was unusually quiet.

The old doctor lowered his head and dared not move at all.

After a long time, a cold voice was heard from above.

"Is there a cure?"

"This..." The old doctor carefully looked at Mo Chen's face and considered his tone, "The coldness in the princess' body has been accumulated for a long time, and the best time for treatment has been missed. Now we can only warm her up with good medicine and slowly recuperate."

"You are responsible for this matter."

Mo Chen stood up.

"Yes, I will definitely cure the princess," the old doctor bowed and reminded, "Your Majesty, the princess's body must be taken good care of. Don't let the cold enter your body again in the future."

……

When Lan Qian woke up, it was already dark.

She moved slightly and found that her hands were firmly held by big, broad hands, and her lower abdomen was gently rubbed by another big hand. A warm current slowly flowed into her body, as if consciously soothing her.

He has been channeling his inner strength into her.

"Mo Chen?"

She called him softly, and with her other hand, she covered the big hand on her lower abdomen and gently held him, "I'm much better now, you can rest for a while."

"Awake?" The man smiled, but his hands did not stop moving. He was still sending gentle internal energy. His dark eyes looked at her, full of care and love. "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Lan Qian said softly.

The pain now is negligible compared to when it started.

"Please stop."

She couldn't bear to see him continue wasting his internal energy, so she held his hand and applied a little force to stop him from continuing to transmit.

Mo Chen looked at her carefully and found that she was indeed not forcing herself. He finally stopped transferring his internal energy and said gently, "Then I'll stop for a while. If you still feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

"Well, I will."

Lan Qian looked at him and nodded.

The girl's voice was soft and gentle. Mo Chen couldn't help but touch her head. He lay down beside her with his clothes on, half hugged her, and said in a slightly tired voice: "Rest with me for a while."

"it is good……"

Lan Qian hugged him back.

Lying quietly with him in bed.

For several days in a row, Mo Chen was transferring his internal energy to her. The originally planned trip to inspect the military camp outside the city was postponed. Mo Chen only went to inspect the military camp after Lan Qian's period was completely over.

"Qianqian, I'm going to go out of town to do some work today. If there's anything, tell the people in the mansion to do it, or send someone to find me."

Before leaving, Mo Chen gave worried instructions.

Ever since he knew that her cold energy had entered her body, he seemed to be more careful with her. Lan Qian felt a little helpless, but she didn't want to make him worry, so she could only respond: "I understand, don't worry."

"I'll be back as soon as possible."

The man couldn't help but touch her face.

Mo Chen led a team of personal soldiers out of the city, and Lan Qian stayed alone in the palace. The scenery of the back garden in the palace was nice, and she liked to take a walk in the garden in her spare time. However, she had just arrived for a while today when she saw Qingzhu coming over.

"Princess, Butler Mu wants to see you."

Qingzhu said respectfully.

"Butler Mu?"

After living in the palace for a while, Lan Qian also got to know several subordinates who were often around Mo Chen. Mu Qiu was one of them. He was nominally the steward of Prince Ding's palace, but through the plot, she knew that Mu Qiu was actually the leader of the secret guards.

Normally, there was no need for him to come see her.

"Invite him in."

"Yes."

Qingzhu retreated.

Soon, a young man came up to her.

"See Princess."

Mu Qiu's attitude was very respectful.

Although she and Mo Chen have not yet married, everyone in the palace already treats her as a real princess.

"What's the matter?"

Lan Qian looked at him.

"Princess Ningxi is here and wants to see you. Do you want to see her?"