SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

Lin Mu smiled indulgently, leaned closer to her, and gently kissed her soft red lips.

The instant their lips touched.

He turned slightly to the side, his gaze falling on the bandages on her body, his voice filled with tenderness:

"Your top priority right now is to recover from your injury. I can come see you as soon as I'm done with my work."

"No—I will stay by your side to recover from my injuries."

"Wherever you go, I'll go."

Su Nianhe frowned, then changed the subject: "Lin Mu, don't you like me by your side?"

"I like."

Lin Mu looked at her with a firm tone and his eyes were full of seriousness: "I like having you by my side, but I hope you can recover as soon as possible."

Su Nianhe lay back in the chair, her long, black hair falling casually over her shoulders.

She slightly raised her delicate foot, glanced at the half-bandaged area covering her snow-white skin, and a faint smile appeared on her lips:

"Lin Mu, did you put those bandages on me?"

A blush suddenly rose on Lin Mu's cheeks, and he nodded, saying, "Yes."

Su Nianhe's smile deepened: "And that dress, you must have helped me change it too, right?"

Lin Mu nodded again, his voice lowering slightly: "It's me."

"puff--"

Su Nianhe couldn't help but chuckle at his silly expression, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness:

"So...is it pretty?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu's eyes showed even greater tenderness: "Your wound..."

"Whether it looks good or not, don't give any other answer," Su Nianhe interrupted softly.

Lin Mu swallowed hard and uttered two words: "Beautiful."

Su Nianhe blinked her bright eyes with satisfaction, her voice soft and sweet: "Silly, so cute."

In the driver's seat.

Yu Lan kept her eyes tightly closed, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, wishing she could cover her ears immediately.

These few brief sentences, like fine needles, kept bombarding her mind.

She could even feel the almost overflowing sweet scent emanating from the back seat.

One of them is his own leader, the SSS-level Calamity King.

The other is the supreme leader of the Zhen'e Ting, the White Death.

Two ruthless and indifferent people who disregard life.

At this moment, they are exchanging affections like innocent young boys and girls.

That's... amazing...

After a while.

Lin Mu pushed open the car door, walked around to the other side, and gently placed his fingers on the door handle as he opened the car door.

Su Nianhe had already slightly raised her arms, her beautiful eyes filled with dependence and coquettishness, and gently uttered a single word:

"hug."

Lin Mu met her gaze, a gentle smile curving his lips. He bent down and gently pulled her delicate body into his arms, his voice tinged with laughter:

"I'll hug you."

"You can only hold me in your arms for the rest of your life, do you understand?" Su Nianhe murmured weakly, her fingertips gently hooking his clothes.

"Okay, I'll only hold you in my arms for the rest of my life, but I'm going to be angry with you after you recover."

Lin Mu carried her and strode towards the main gate of Zhen'e Temple, his steps steady—he was afraid that he would hurt her if he moved too hard.

Su Nianhe's beautiful eyes widened in surprise for a moment, then she chuckled softly, her warm breath brushing against his chest: "Lin Mu, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Please don't be angry with me afterwards, okay?"

Her voice grew increasingly soft and delicate:

"Lin Mu, be good, don't be angry anymore~"

Lin Mu paused slightly, his throat bobbing a few times, before finally speaking with a serious expression:

"Okay, then there can't be a next time, understand?"

"Alright~ I'll obey."

Su Nianhe couldn't help but smile, burying her head in his chest and nuzzling against him.

Inside the black van, Yu Lan watched the two figures disappear into the distance and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

She was really starting to lose control, especially when this sweet scene was unfolding between the two of them.

She shook her head violently, stepped on the gas, and drove the car toward the parking lot.

After all, a king always needs someone by his side.

And this person can only be the strongest version of himself among the SS-rank.

now.

Dozens of uniformed figures wrapped in bandages stood in the lobby of the Zhen'e Court.

The discussions were tinged with感慨 about the fragility of life, and their eyes were filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.

Qinghe leaned against the wall, his fingertips tracing the sword at his waist, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and he murmured softly:

"How long will this brief peace last?"

"Buzz—"

The glass doors slowly opened, and everyone's eyes were instantly drawn to them.

Lin Mu carried Su Nianhe, who was wearing a fiery red dress, into the hall.

The bandages wrapped around half of her body were still seeping blood.

Her stunningly beautiful face was pale and sickly, yet she still curiously surveyed her surroundings.

next moment.

A burning light flashed in everyone's eyes as they respectfully greeted, "Chief Court Official!"

Lin Mu glanced at everyone, nodded slightly, and was about to speak when...

Qinghe had already walked up to the group, taken a deep breath, and said loudly:

"Greetings, sister-in-law!"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone turned their gaze to Su Nianhe, their voices ringing out in unison:

"Greetings, sister-in-law!"

This sudden turn of events stunned both Lin Mu and Su Nianhe.

Lin Mu looked down into her bewildered eyes and chuckled softly:

"Why don't you... respond?"

"Eh?"

Su Nianhe blinked, then looked up at everyone and said softly, "Hello... to everyone..."

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

The roar of the crowd once again echoed throughout the hall!

More and more members of the Zhen'e Ting came out following the sound, their curious eyes lingering on Su Nianhe.

They were more interested in seeing Ting Shou's girlfriend than meeting him.

What kind of woman could make the cold and ruthless Chief Justice fall in love?

Before long, the hall was filled with people.

The Awakened Ones of Zhen'eting bowed respectfully to Lin Mu and Su Nianhe, but their gazes frequently fell on Su Nianhe.

They were extremely curious about what kind of woman could capture the heart of the chief minister.

Until they saw Su Nianhe's face up close.

Everyone froze instantly, a single thought exploding in their minds at the same time:

No wonder the chief minister fell in love!

With such stunning beauty, who wouldn't be mesmerized?

The constant flattery made Lin Mu and Su Nianhe a little embarrassed.

Su Nianhe gently poked Lin Mu's chest with her fingertip, her voice barely a whisper:

"Lin Mu, let's go upstairs."

The next instant, a voice suddenly resounded throughout the hall:

Just then, a cold, sharp voice suddenly resounded throughout the hall:

"Can't you see how badly your sister-in-law is injured? Everyone, get out of the way!"

Qinghe's rebuke snapped everyone out of their daze, and they quickly made way for each other, but their doubts only deepened:

The woman who is the head of the court must have a very important identity, right?

At the very least... one must be proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!

After a while.

With a soft "ding," the elevator doors slowly slid open to both sides.

Lin Mu carefully carried Su Nianhe's delicate body into the elevator.

Qinghe opened his mouth outside the door, about to ask a question, but his gaze fell on the Red King, who was wrapped in bandages on his body, in Ting Shou's arms.

The bandages were still faintly stained with light red blood, which showed that the injury was extremely serious.