Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

Zhong Suhan dreamed of Dr. Bian again. Ten years had passed, but he seemed to have not changed at all in the dream. He was still standing beside the abandoned high-rise building, gazing at the building covered with ivy in the distance.

Unlike the dream she had ten years ago, this time she was not standing in the air, opposite him, looking at his sad expression and eyes, but was sitting by the broken window with her feet dangling outside the building.

"I dreamed of you again. I dreamed of you fighting on the battlefield, I dreamed of you cleaning your wounds alone, I dreamed of you hiding under the quilt and crying silently... I dreamed of you, covered in scars."

She heard Dr. Bian say this, and the sudden breeze from the building made his coat rustle, just like the sound of the flag planted on the Great Black Mountain being blown by the wind.

I raised my head to see his expression, but saw his bony hands pulling up the cloth on his chest, making beautiful folds on his white shirt. His head, which had always been reluctant to lower its head, slowly lowered, and then his body hunched over and he squatted on the ground, curling up into a ball.

He hid his expression, suppressed his crying, and grieved quietly in this deserted high-rise building.

"Aren't you having a good time down there, you little liar?"

Zhong Suhan slowly opened her eyes and stared at the warm yellow gauze curtain. She smelled a cool and strange fragrance, like plum blossoms blooming in winter, wintersweets covered with crystal white snow, or orchids blooming alone on the mountains.

Exactly the same as what Dr. Bian had.

She felt something furry on her neck, reached out to touch it, and felt a handful of silky fur, "Ming Qiu."

Ming Qiu, who had once again exhausted his vitality, felt her touch, heard her call, opened his eyes, and stomped his feet unhappily.

"Do you know that if you die before completing the mission of saving the world, then you are really dead!"

"Sorry, I don't know." Zhong Suhan hugged it, turned sideways and buried his cheek in the fur, and said in a muffled voice: "I dreamed of Dr. Bian, and he called me a little liar."

Ming Qiu's eyes turned red. "You are a little liar. You clearly promised me that you would come back, but in the end..."

Zhong Suhan didn't remember that he had promised it about this matter, but the little rabbit would not deceive himself. Maybe he had forgotten it. Just when he was about to apologize and coax it, the veil was lifted, and a strange fragrance wafted into his nose and a beautiful woman caught his eyes.

The person who came was Wen Yubai. He had probably just come off court and was still wearing a black court robe. The cuffs, collar and edges of the robe were embroidered with auspicious clouds in silver thread, and on his chest was a spirited five-clawed golden dragon.

It was the first time that Zhong Suhan saw him wearing court robes. He felt that this man was already noble and this outfit further highlighted his extraordinary temperament. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty looks really smart in this outfit."

Wen Yubai also laughed, but he was more angry. This man obviously knew that her female body had been exposed, so her posture and expression were so feminine.

Doesn't she feel the slightest bit of guilt?

"Captain Zhong, do you know that deceiving the emperor is a capital crime that will punish all of your clan?"

He bent down and got close to her cheek, his hair falling on the side of her face, his eyes staring straight at her face, unwilling to miss the slightest trace of guilt, but all he saw was a smile on her face and the eyes of a kitten who had succeeded in a mischief.

Wen Yubai suddenly felt that he had fallen into the trap of this little liar, but he didn't want to be discovered by this little liar so quickly, so he narrowed his eyes dangerously and moved closer.

"Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Your Majesty will not kill me."

The hair felt cold as it fell on the back of his hand. Zhong Suhan's fingertips twitched slightly. Ming Qiu under his palm had already hidden in the quilt, so his fingers restlessly entangled with the black hair and then hooked it.

Wen Yubai felt pain and instinctively looked down. He met her smiling eyes. His brain was unable to function. Instinct took over his reason. His mouth was dry and his heartbeat accelerated.

"How do you know I won't kill you? I am the emperor, Zhong Suhan. If the emperor wants you to die, will you not die?"

"Of course I will live, but His Majesty will not let me die, because I am a general who has won every battle in Yan State, and I am the reassurance of Yan State. Yan State needs me. Of course, compared to these, it is also because..."

She viciously grabbed more of Wen Yubai's hair, pulled him towards her with greater force, raised her neck and leaned close to his ear, speaking with a mocking tone and a sweet breath.

"Your Majesty likes me and doesn't want me to die, right?"

She knew, she always knew.

It only took a moment for Wen Yubai's blood to go from boiling to freezing.

He clenched his fists on the edge of the bed and felt extremely embarrassed, so embarrassed that he wanted to strangle the woman to death.

It turned out that in her eyes, his cautious admiration was just a life-saving prop. Her trust, her own... all were her life-saving talismans.

He felt ridiculous again.

Even though he was so ridiculous in her eyes, he still couldn't do anything to make her sad, couldn't say anything to make her unhappy, and he still couldn't help himself to her.

Zhong Suhan watched him flee in panic, his back looking in disgrace. He slowly retracted the mocking and complacent smile on his face, letting his numb heart beat slowly, feeling the pain rising from the bottom of his heart.

Dr. Bian is right, she is a little liar, a bad little liar.

Ming Qiu crawled out from under the quilt and pressed his lips against her cheek. "Why don't you tell him that you are actually very happy? Why do you... want to hurt him like this? Wouldn't you be sad too?"

"I can't stay in the harem." Zhong Suhan tried his best to make his voice sound cold, in case there were ears on the other side of the wall, "The evil thoughts are still in the court. I am not a general, and I have no way to compete with her as the prime minister."

"Isn't there still..."

"I know, but without my help as a general, his deployment would be even slower. I came back this time to attract the evil thoughts' attention so that he can have an easier time."

Zhong Suhan raised his hand and touched his temple. Wen Yubai's temperature seemed to be lower than in the previous few days. This was not a good sign.

Putting aside her personal feelings, the general situation in the world has just stabilized. It doesn't matter if any country changes its monarch. However, if Yan Kingdom changes its monarch, evil thoughts will surely stir up bloody storms in this world again.

She doesn't have another ten years to pacify the world.

Wen Yubai also did not have ten years to plan to counter the evil intentions of those in power.

Now that she's back, he has made all the plans, and there's no better time than now.

Zhong Suhan held Mingqiu in his arms, curled up together, and said in a muffled voice: "Mingqiu, I miss my elder sister. If my elder sister were here, if my elder sister were here..."

I could get down on her knees and tell her what a nasty little liar I was.