Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

A month later, Zhang Daqian led the Dragon and Tiger Guards to the battlefield, and Zhong Suhan took over the guard of the imperial city. As soon as she took office, she began to change the guard deployment, and the shifts were changed every day.

Wen Yubai was interested in watching her busying around at first, but later he found that she didn't care about him at all. Sometimes his presence even disturbed her defense, so he gradually stopped visiting her.

But when you are in the palace, even if you don't go to see it, you will always think about it.

As soon as I thought about it, I couldn't bear to read the memorial in my hand.

Huang Ying was one of the few people who knew Zhong Suhan's true identity. Seeing that his Majesty was staring at the memorial in a daze, he knew that he was thinking about Zhong Quchang, so he handed the gadget that Zhong Quchang had given him in the morning to Wen Yubai.

It was a hairpin that couldn't be more ordinary. It was made of the most common wood, carved into the shape of bamboo and coated with varnish to prevent corrosion.

"This was given to me by Zhong Quchang this morning." Huang Ying said with a smile, "Let me give it to Your Majesty when Your Majesty is free."

Wen Yubai glanced at him and said nothing. He looked at the hairpin carefully. Many parts of the hairpin were extremely smooth, as if it was often rubbed in someone's hands.

This hairpin must be very important to Zhong Suhan. Now that she asked Huang Zhong to hand over such an important thing to her, does it mean that -

Does she have herself in her heart?

"Huang Zhong, go find me a set of clothes that can match this hairpin."

"promise."

After Zhong Suhan took office, he found that the guards of the imperial city could not be said to be watertight. It could only be said that nothing had happened in these years. It was because Zhang Daqian was lucky and the heavens were on his side.

As soon as she took office, she immediately began to reorganize, and eliminated all the people who had been brought in with evil thoughts. She either found opportunities to kill them or took the opportunity to put them in places where they could never touch Wen Yubai.

After being busy for a while, I finally stopped and sat in the office, with my feet on the desk, my body leaning back on the chair, and closing my eyes to rest.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance came into her nose, which gradually became stronger, and the sound of cheerful footsteps came from far away.

She knew that it was her Majesty who came to see her, but when she looked at the person who appeared at the door, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The other person was wearing a moon-white dress with faint bamboo patterns on it. The gold threads woven into it sparkled under the sunlight.

The jet-black hair was tied behind her head with a very ordinary hairpin.

He stood in the sun, with smiles in his eyes and on his lips. He looked at her tenderly, with his hands behind his back as if he was hiding a small gift for her.

At this moment, Zhong Suhan thought he saw the ancient version of Dr. Bian. His fingers curled unconsciously, and the guilt of deceiving him gradually rose in his heart, along with an indescribable emotion.

Suddenly, the smile in "Dr. Bian's" eyes and mouth gradually disappeared, and he turned and left very angrily. She subconsciously stood up and quickly caught up with him, hugging him from behind.

"Don't go! It's my fault. I shouldn't have lied to you. Don't go!"

An overbearing fragrance enveloped her whole body. Dr. Bian's fragrance would not be so overbearing... Zhong Suhan quickly regained her senses, and realizing what a stupid thing she had done, her whole body froze for a moment, her mind full of thoughts on how to fool her little Majesty.

Wen Yubai knew that this person was trying to make excuses to fool him, and he sneered. He knew how this heartless woman could possibly give him a hairpin. It turned out that she wanted to see him thinking about other men.

And I was so stupid that I put on the hairpin with joy and showed it to her.

“Zhong Suhan, do you really care?”

The other party didn't say anything for a long time, and didn't make any move for a long time. Wen Yubai finally became discouraged, broke free from her arms, and slowly walked away.

This question made Zhong Suhan at a loss. His question this time was different from the previous ones, as if... he had finally given up.

She laughed at herself, "Zhong Suhan, ah Zhong Suhan, you deserve it. You've done what you deserve. Now Dr. Bian hates you, and the young emperor is also extremely disappointed in you..."

You don't deserve love in your life.

As she laughed, tears began to fall, hitting the bluestone slabs, and then quickly disappeared.

Time passed quickly, and summer ended in the blink of an eye. As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, Wen Yunqing became more and more active, so active that people felt he was a little stupid.

Zhong Suhan knew that this must have been due to Jiao Liu'er's advice, but she still felt a little uncomfortable. This discomfort reached its peak when Jiao Liu'er's body was carried into the general's mansion.

She was taking a day off that day, and she began to feel inexplicably anxious from the morning, even though the sun was so bright and beautiful, just like usual.

When I was preparing to spend my vacation leisurely, Gao Yage suddenly came to visit.

Gao Ya Ge came with a corpse. When Zhong Su Han came out, she had already sat down in the lobby. She looked around the shabby general's mansion with disdain, thinking that the air here was shabby and poor.

"I am sorry for not coming to welcome you in person, Princess." Zhong Suhan came out and bowed to the princess to apologize, his eyes fell on the corpse lying in the hall.

The body was covered with a piece of white cloth soaked in blood, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

Perhaps because of the tragic death, the door could not contain the blood, and the bright red liquid mixed with some tissue fluid flowed onto the bluestone slabs.

She took a look, then retracted her gaze and walked forward with a smile on her face: "Princess, you are here, but what instructions does the prince have? My family is poor, are you used to drinking tea, Princess?"

Gao Ya Ge glanced at the teacup with disdain. She half sat in the chair, covering her nose with a handkerchief, and said, "I came here today to send someone back to Zhong Quchang."

With just one sentence, Zhong Suhan calmed down after feeling anxious all morning.

She couldn't help but look at the corpse, took two steps forward hesitantly, and then hesitated to lift a corner of the white cloth. What caught her eye was not black hair or a bun, but a bald head.

Zhong Suhan wanted to breathe a sigh of relief. Jiao Liu'er always loved beauty, so why would she shave her head? But his hands continued to peel off the scars, revealing Jiao Liu'er's face full of scars.

With a tremble of his hand, the white cloth was covered again, covering the cheek that had been gnawed by an unknown beast.

"Zhong Quzhang also knows that the prince likes to listen to songs and raise some ferocious beasts. Just this morning, Jiao Liu'er accidentally broke into a cage full of ferocious beasts. This season is also the time when they are in heat... Well, this princess is here to apologize to Zhong Quzhang. It was my fault for not taking good care of Jiao Liu'er."

Zhong Suhan stood there, her mind was blank. She didn't remember when Gao Yage left. She clearly never untied the white cloth again, but Jiao Liu'er's scarred cheek was like someone had burned it into her brain with a branding iron and she could never forget it.

Suddenly she began to feel fortunate that she had used an excuse to keep Luo Kuan by Wen Yubai's side so that he did not see Jiao Liu'er's miserable condition.

Not long after she was thankful, she began to want to cry again. It was clearly she who sent Jiao Liu'er to hell, and she had expected her death.

After crying for a while, she wanted to laugh again, laughing at herself for not being like a human being, laughing at herself for being as cold as a machine.

Ming Qiu just watched her crying and laughing, tears flowing silently. It was him... who made her endure such pain. If possible, he really wished he could suffer for her.