Gu Ningheng sat in front of the computer, moved his hands, and smiled sheepishly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Night. She loves the night the most.

You don't know, you can do a lot at night.

Like what. Kill someone, set fire to a barracks, murder a male protagonist or something.

Ahem. What a long time. Isn't it.

By the way, he glanced at his phone.

February 3, 23 o'clock. It's also night, and I feel like I'm going to write a story today. Never mind. Anyway, it's a winter vacation, so it's a big deal to sleep all day tomorrow to adjust. How can you have the inspiration to write when you want to write but go to bed and stop writing? She wasn't sleepy right now anyway. And. She had only been buying herself a laptop two days earlier. There is no need to go to her parents' room to disturb her parents.

You see, she can't hold her hands anymore.

[The night is silent.

The ten-mile outskirts of the imperial capital were also silent.

The snow in the center of the camp had been cleared, except for the occasional creak of dead grass under the snow outside the camp by the soldiers of the night watch, and only the sound of the wind shuttling through the camp.

A figure flashed. The soldiers of the night vigil turned their heads sharply, but they were puzzled.

"Have you seen a figure passing by? Where is the main account? "I checked with the soldier next door, and I always felt that I was wrong.

Really. The little soldier next door shook his head, and laughed at him, probably because he had been keeping vigil for a long time.

"You're literate." The soldier replied, and then didn't take it too seriously.

Just shortly after. The camp where the lieutenant was located suddenly caught fire. The wind spread quickly in the winter night.

Ning Jing slept soundly in the main tent. Probably because I was really tired from this day's rush.

Tired? The masked man in black sneered, it was because he was drugged in the meal tonight.

How could the eldest son of the emperor allow this crown prince, who had lived in Changde for more than ten years, to return to Changde alive with his soldiers from Northern Qi to meet the emperor of Changde?

Of course, there can be no trouble on the road. It's hard to explain if you die on the road. But if he died on the outskirts of the imperial capital of Changde, that Changde must not be able to shirk his responsibility.

The prince of Northern Qi died in Changde, where will Northern Qi let Changde go? Emperor Changde will give the prince of Northern Qi an order. How good do you think this is the result? The group of ministers in Nagatoku got the results they wanted. The eldest son of the emperor also got the throne he wanted.

The emperor of Changde died because of the prince of Northern Qi, and the people of Changde will only say that the emperor Jiang Yi is greedy enough to eat the consequences, and the Northern Qi did not ask Changde to cede land for compensation, which is already the mercy of Northern Qi.

It's a win-win partnership. It is much more straightforward than framing the emperor for her immorality and causing a natural disaster in Changde. The emperor killed the crown prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty because she was greedy for the Northern Qi soldiers, and naturally some people would associate the emperor with the emperor's immorality and then contact the Changde Snow Disaster.

Kill more than one stone.

Of course. After the death of Emperor Changde, Changde will inevitably be turbulent, and the domestic battle for the throne will also be chaotic.

As long as you kill Huangfu Ning Jing, the crown prince of Northern Qi.

Huangfu Ning Jing was lying on the bed, approaching step by step with a dagger at this moment.

There is no need to determine whether the person lying on the bed is Huangfu Ningjing. After all, physiognomy is exposed.

It seems that the transfer of power in Northern Qi was too smooth, so that the crown prince lost his vigilance.

Not only was the food drugged and I didn't notice it, but I slept so dead when there was a fire outside.

He deserves to lose to the emperor's eldest son, and he deserves to be killed.

The dagger in the masked assassin's hand flashed with cold light, and he approached Huangfu Ning Jing on the bed step by step. And then.

Stab down.

Blood splattered on the spot. 】

Forehead.

Gu Ningheng's fingers suddenly stopped.

It seems that I accidentally played big and did something amazing. What's going on with this excitement that wrote the male protagonist to death.

Could it be that the splendid country is about to become a tragedy? As soon as Ning Jing died, Jiang Yi in the Changde Emperor's Palace would inevitably die. The plot set up by Gu Ningheng before was left blank. Jiang shirt gave Ning Jing more than half a tiger talisman.

Jiang Yi handed over all the forces that Changde could control to Ning Jing.

In the end, what remained in Jiang Shan's hands was actually only the ban of the Praetorian Guard.

Jiang shirt is gambling. She handed the tiger talisman to Ning Jing in order to surprise Ning Jing. She was born in the royal family, and as an imperial daughter, how could she not know that the eldest son of the Northern Qi Emperor would be eyeing Ning Jing.

Only when the territory of Northern Qi is cleared, can Ning Jing come to help Jiang Yi with more peace of mind.

But...... Forehead. It is.

She Gu Ningheng, the author, seems to have accidentally played the hero and heroine badly. For example, the heroine Jiang Yi unconsciously put Ning Jing in a more important position than herself, so she would rather let herself be imprisoned than let Ning Jing be hurt at all.

Another example. Obviously, he should have gone all the way back to the Changde Palace to help Jiang Yi win his status, and then since then, the emperor Ning Jing, who has been singing and dancing since then, was accidentally killed by her, the author, who was excited......

The most annoying thing is.

She, the author, doesn't like to change this kind of plot that seems to be a dead end. She likes the plot of death and resurrection the most.

That's it. It is estimated that it will take a bunch of brain cells to think about how to crack it, and then there can be no logical flaws in the plot back.

She's such a bitter author.

The main thing is that she can't figure out how to get back now.

Yes. Headache.

No matter. It's late at night. She'd better get some sleep first.

There's always a way to wake up with something.

.............................

In 2017.

Since Gu Ningheng knew that Gu Ningheng over there in 2012 probably didn't start to experience the day when Xie Jin died, he returned home from Xie's house non-stop. She knew that Old Man Xie couldn't really let her go alone, and if she called Gu Ningheng in 2012 at Xie's house, there was a chance that she would expose herself.

So. I had to rush home first.

As soon as he got off the train, Gu Ningheng began to call himself over there.

"Sorry, your call is currently unanswered, please call again later......"

Hang up. Do it all over again.

"Sorry, your call is currently unanswered, please call again later......"

Hang up again. Do it all over again.

"Sorry, your call is currently unanswered, please call again later......"

Answer the phone!

"Sorry, your call is currently unanswered, please call again later......"

No one answered? What was Gu Ningheng doing in 2012?!

Forehead. Gu Ningheng in 2012 was lying in bed. Go to bed.

wrote "Jiangshan" until the early hours of the morning and suddenly became a carving, and only sleeping could temporarily solve Gu Ningheng's depression. Who's the author is high in the story. When it's tidal, it's Kavin.

And Gu Ningheng in 2012 usually doesn't set the alarm clock for himself when he writes on holiday nights, and he also puts his mobile phone into silent mode. In short, it is.

Sleep until you wake up naturally.

So no matter how Gu Ningheng in 2017 called, he couldn't affect Gu Ningheng in 2012.

I don't know how many calls I made, Gu Ningheng in 2012 finally called her back with a voice that had just woken up.

"It's been a long time since I've called you. How are you doing? ”

Gu Ningheng in 2017 knew that he was definitely still lying in bed as soon as he heard his voice, "Don't talk about this, Gu Ningheng, what time are you over there?" ”

Gu Ningheng in 2012 snorted, and then looked at his phone.

"On February 4th, it's spring." (To be continued.) )