Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

Three days later, an imperial edict from Kyoto arrived. The bright yellow imperial edict said that his father regretted very much after knowing that he was kidnapped at the border, and as the New Year was approaching, he asked him to return to Kyoto.

If he were eight years old, he would definitely be moved to tears by these words.

The eighteen-year-old Crown Prince Wen Yubai no longer believed that there were any fathers and sons, or mothers and sons in the deep palace. There were only the emperor, his ministers, the queen, and the crown prince.

He knelt on the ground, speaking words of gratitude, tears slightly wetting the corners of his eyes. He pretended to be moved, but took the imperial edict with a sneer in his heart.

Zhong Suhan raised his head and looked at the thin back of the prince, then lowered his eyelids, "When will the prince leave?"

"I'm leaving today. Huang Ying has prepared everything and is waiting for me to set off."

Zhong Suhan followed him back to the tent in silence, then took out an ordinary small wooden box from under his pillow.

"Your Highness, the journey is long. I have prepared something for you to pass the time. You can read it when you are free. If you find anything strange, you can write to me and I will also write to Your Highness."

Wen Yubai was a little disdainful of the small wooden box, which was bare without any patterns or buttons. He asked Huang Ying to put it in his carriage, as a promise that she could read it on the way.

"Swords are merciless on the battlefield, so you must be careful, Zhong Quchang. When I return to Kyoto, I will arrange for someone to send you the best medicine for wounds. Don't be reluctant to use it when the time comes."

"I've marked it down."

The prince had to travel back to the capital in secret. When Wen Yubai set out, only Zhong Suhan accompanied him to the town entrance, and he rode back only when the carriage could no longer be seen.

"Ahan." Mingqiu poked his head out from the front of her shirt. The wind blew his rabbit ears to the back, and his hair was a little messy. "Ahan, do you like the prince?"

Zhong Suhan pulled the reins three or two times, gradually transitioning from a fast run to a trot, and reached out to rub its head helplessly.

"Whether it's Dr. Bian or His Royal Highness, why are you so afraid that I will like Inflection Point? I admit that I have a natural liking for Inflection Points, and the fragrance on them is a strong temptation to me. I won't allow anyone to hurt them, but this is because I am the savior and they are Inflection Points, that's all."

She gripped the reins tightly in her hands, her jawline was tight, her mouth was pursed into a line, and her voice was a little cold.

"Besides that, there is no need for us to have any other relationship. You don't have to worry that I will fall in love with Jidian and miss the important task of saving the world. Saving Sister is my only goal and my only thought."

Ming Qiu felt that she was angry, and his eyes were red with grievance. "But your attitude towards them is really different from that towards others! I know you won't delay important things because of men, but I'm afraid that you will not want me because of them. I'm just a rabbit. How many years can I accompany you? I hope you can look at me more!"

In order to get something for the Crown Prince to pass the time on the road, she had indeed neglected Ming Qiu for the past three days. She felt a little guilty for a moment, and then she noticed that the little rabbit was crying, so she simply stopped her horse and coaxed it carefully.

"Don't cry, you're not an ordinary rabbit. You should be able to accompany me for a long time. At least in the next few worlds, you still have to accompany me, right? Without you, I can't even go to that world."

Ming Qiu knew that she was being unreasonable, so she held the man's hand and cried for a long time before she stopped. She asked her to go back to the barracks, "Isn't Yu Chengguang going to fight Lang Teng these two days? Didn't Wen Yubai say that he had agreed with him that he would let you go? Go back quickly and prepare."

The Langteng tribe is a nomadic people. Every member of the tribe, even a ten-year-old child, can ride a horse and kill the enemy. They are a brave and warlike people.

They drive the cattle and sheep to places with fertile grass and water when the grass is green and the birds are singing. In the autumn, they find a warm place to prepare for the winter, harvest grass, store cow dung, and then migrate to the Musa Mountains at a certain time.

There is a basin in the Musa Mountains. There is a narrow gap at the entrance of the basin, which allows the people to attack or defend, and avoid wind and snow, so that the people of the Langteng tribe can spend a comfortable winter in it.

When Yu Chengguang found out about this, he was so angry that he slammed the table. He said how come these bastards disappeared as soon as winter came and they couldn't be found even after digging three feet underground. He directly gave Zhong Suhan a death order that the Langteng tribe must be taken down before the end of the year.

There are only a little more than three months left until the end of the year, and it will take half a month to march to the Musa Mountains.

Zhong Suhan was a little amused and wanted him to stop making things difficult for her, but she knew he was serious by the firm look in his eyes. Military orders were as heavy as mountains, so she could only respond with a "yes".

Yu Chengguang patted her shoulder and said, "Su Han, I am very optimistic about you. I know your performance on the battlefield very well, even if someone is suppressing me. If you take down the Langteng tribe, you will be the new deputy captain!"

In Yan State, five people formed a squad, ten people formed a decanter, fifty people formed a team, a hundred people formed a garrison, five hundred people formed a song, a thousand people formed a section, and five thousand people formed a battalion. There were colonels and inspectors. Ten thousand people formed an army, and the person commanding an army was also called a colonel.

Therefore, the captain of a battalion was also called the deputy captain.

Zhong Suhan originally thought that she would have to fight on the battlefield for a few more years before she could become a deputy captain. However, when she dealt with the general who was suppressing her a few years ago, she discovered that it was not the deputy captain of the third battalion and others who were suppressing her, but that the general was suppressing her under the orders of the captains of other battalions.

Her range of activities has always been in the Third Battalion. She has never seen the other captains, and has never encountered them in daily battles. The other side has no reason to suppress her. The only explanation is - evil thoughts.

That disgusting thing that transformed into the appearance of his sister somehow found out that he had entered the military camp, and simply used his position to collude with the captain of the border to suppress him.

Ming Qiu listened to her guess in her arms and asked, "Why doesn't she want to kill you directly?"

"You think she doesn't want to?" Zhong Suhan sneered, then closed his eyes in pain, "I still remember how my sergeant died."

Ming Qiu never asked about Liang Jin's death, nor did she ask why Shi Pian and Zhang Daqian became estranged from her after Liang Jin's death, and only Luo Kuan continued to follow her wholeheartedly.

"At the beginning, I was eager to be promoted, and I didn't follow the order of the sergeant to retreat. Instead, I rushed forward desperately. There was no problem at first, but I was pushed by someone and rushed directly into the enemy's encirclement. The sergeant was chopped in half by his saber just to pull me out."

When he recalled what happened at that time, Zhong Suhan buried his face in Mingqiu's hair in pain. "Sergeant said that he secretly hid a string of candied haws for me under my pillow. He also said that when he comes back, he will take us to Hehuan Garden to relax with Jiao Liuer and the others."

"He also said that he likes Jiao Liu'er very much. This girl looks a bit like his daughter when she grows up."

The carriage was driving on a small road when suddenly its wheels rolled over a medium-sized stone. The jolt woke up the drowsy Wen Yubai inside, and his head hit the wall of the carriage.

"Is your Highness in trouble?" Huang Ying looked over nervously, then angrily scolded the driver, "Your Highness is asleep in the car, and you are driving so unsteadily, watch out for your skin when you go back!"

Wen Yubai waved his hand to ask him to be quiet, and his eyes fell on the wooden box in the corner. The wooden box was not even varnished, and had a straight lid.

"Bring that thing to me. I don't know what Master Zhong Qu put in it."

"promise."

Wen Yubai opened the lid and found the things inside were wrapped in oil paper. He couldn't help but laugh. Could it be that Zhong Quzhang put food in it? With such doubts, he took the things out and carefully opened the oil paper.

Inside the oil paper are sheets of yellowed paper, which is of very poor quality, rough and easy to scatter ink. Therefore, the things on it were drawn with burnt wooden sticks. They are black and easily blurred if touched.

He looked at what was drawn on the paper and his eyes suddenly turned red. Thinking that there was no one else around, he let the tears fall. But he was afraid that his tears would fall on the paper, so he hurriedly wiped them with his sleeves.

That kid Zhong Suhan must have known that it was difficult for him to act in the palace and in the court because of his father's attitude, so he drew these things for himself.

"Your Highness? What's wrong with you? What did Director Zhong Qu write to you?"

Huang Ying saw him crying, crying without caring about his image and wiping his tears and nose with his sleeves. She panicked and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears. When she glanced at the contents on the paper, she was shocked no less than Wen Yubai, and her expression was complicated for a moment.

Zhong Quchang was thoughtful. If he handed over something like this, there would be no need for him to remain in the position of a small general.

He took the paper solemnly, in case the crying prince smudged the contents, and carefully rewrapped it with oilcloth, "Your Highness—"

"We'll take a break when we pass by the next town. I'm going to make a copy of what's on it. Zhong Suhan actually used charcoal to draw something so important, and he drew it on such low-quality paper. I'll have to write a good letter to him when I get back! Important things must be drawn with good paper and ink!"