Ning Ge locked himself in the room and didn't come out when he returned to the palace, but he still couldn't sleep until midnight.

The events of the day were not deeply ingrained in her heart, because she was now feeling uneasy, as if something had happened.

She was a little irritated and pushed the quilt and stood in front of the window.

It was dark and dreary outside, but Ning Ge always felt that there were lights and shadows outside, and she could even hear the sound of swords meeting in the distance.

What the hell will happen?

Even if Feng Yufei went to Kunning Palace alone, Huang Jiu didn't dare to move him lightly. What's more, it was already midnight at this time, and Feng Yufei had already gone to Kunning Palace, how could he hear the sound of swords catching each other?

As soon as I propped up the corner of the window with a pole, I felt a heavy murderous aura rushing towards me.

Ning Ge took a deep breath, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. She suddenly opened her eyes and stared at the dreary night. For a long time, I only heard the sound of "bang" in the courtyard, it seemed that there was a heavy object on the ground, and there was a black shadow flashing in front of Ning Ge's eyes, she instinctively dodged away and hid by the window, and wiped it on her head, a handful of golden hairpins nested in her hands, Ning Ge probed her hand, and the gold leaf in front of the golden hairpin fell to the ground, and the original golden hairpin instantly became a Mitsubishi military thorn.

It was too late, and the shadow fell straight through her newly opened window into the room.

"Who!" Ning Ge let out a low snort, and raised the military thorn in his hand to stab at the black shadow that rushed in.

This military thorn was still made by Ning Ge when he was bored a few days ago, but it was just like an ordinary awl, but it left blood grooves on three sides, if such a thing was pierced on the body, it would definitely not stop the bleeding, if it wasn't for the miracle doctor in the world, that person would go and wait for death.

Such a thing was already in the gap, and a piece of gold leaf was used to make a set and put it on the sideburns, which was a high-quality hairpin, and no one could see that this was a murderous thing.

It's much better than the igneous serpent that will turn back at any moment.

Ning Ge's spurs struck the man's temple with precision, but there was a slight pause as he got closer to the man, and the more clearly he asked, a bloody breath.

This man is injured?

Unexpectedly, the person lying on the ground reacted quickly and snatched Ning Ge's fatal blow, half-knelt on the ground, covered his mouth, coughed slightly, and said intermittently: "Yes...... It's me! Jiang Han...... Ahem! ”

Ning Ge was stunned for a moment, then reacted again, hurriedly put away the weapon in his hand, and quickly lit an oil lamp at the head of the bed.

The room lit up, and Ning Ge finally saw the true face of the black shadow.

It's really cold.

It's just that today's Jianghan looks far less chic than before, his black clothes are wet and transparent, and there are more than a dozen large and small knife marks on his arms and chest, which make the cloak and clothes shattered, faintly revealing the skin and flesh turned outward.

The silver mask on his face was splashed with blood everywhere, and even the only remaining half of his face was covered with wounds, and the blood-stained eyes couldn't be opened, so he could only stand in a panic, groping for the edge of the table and sitting down on the chair suddenly.

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Ge frowned.

Jiang Han waved his hand and said, "Ahem! Jiang Han was chased and killed, all the way here. If the princess thinks that Jiang Han is cumbersome, she can throw Jiang Han out now. ”

Ning Ge's brows frowned even tighter, and he glanced at Jiang Han, who was covered in injuries all over his body, and even blood was dripping down his robe, and smiled bitterly: "Can I dodge?" ”

Jiang Han had just tried her best to rush in, and the blood stains on her body were all over the floor, and she would not be able to wipe it clean for a while, even if she Ning Ge didn't want to take in such a half-dead person, she couldn't tell.

I'm afraid that he has already died here before he even walks out of the gate of the Long Song Palace, how will she explain it when the time comes?

Ning Ge stepped forward and tapped a wound on Jiang Han's arm: "Does it hurt?" ”

Jiang Han gasped, opened his eyes and glared at Ning Ge: "What does the princess think?" ”

Ning Ge sneered: "I'm just curious if you will have any other expressions besides that cold face." But since you are being chased and killed, you will not dare to chase into the palace of the concubine, you will find a place to hide, why don't you go to your master's? ”

Jiang Han stiffened, tilted his head in the chair and did not answer Ning Ge's words.

Ning Ge's eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up and became cold.

It seems that the medicine that Huang Yan used for Jiang Han that day worked, and Jiang Han really had something to do with the queen. But according to Huang Jiu's mind and skill, she would not trust anyone, unless it was a dead person.

Jiang Han likes Huang Jiu, and getting Huang Jiu's body is even more of a dream, in case it is accidentally leaked out of the excitement, and the queen's position is difficult to protect.

She will definitely kill Jiang Han and kill her, no matter how sincere Jiang Han was before.

Jiang Han seemed to feel Ning Ge's gaze, and said lightly: "Does the princess think it's ridiculous?" ”

He tried his best to please that person, and thought that she would let him go because of his previous relationship, but she still refused to let go.

Jiang Han knew that he would have such a result if he left that person, but why was he so unwilling?

As long as he thought of the ridicule on Ning Ge's face, his heart hurt as if he was being burned by fire, and one hand was clasped on the back of the chair, as if he completely ignored how painful the wound on his body was.

"Do you want to die?" Ning Ge pulled Jiang Han away, and when he used his strength, he glanced at a wound on his arm that took up half of his arm, bubbling out with blood.

Jiang Han smiled bitterly: "What is the difference between Jiang Han now and dead?" ”

Ning Ge snorted coldly: "Then why do you still want to come to me?" Are you going to drag me even if you're dead? Do I owe you anything in my last life? It's okay if you're used up, and I'm going to die with you! Ning Ge said word by word, with a faint hint of gnashing of teeth in his tone.

I can't tell whether Jiang Han's fate at this time is deserved or sad, but as soon as I see this person, my heart is like pouring a jar of vinegar, which is sour from the inside out.

There is a lot of bitterness and pain in the sourness.

Ning Ge knew that this was from the previous Ning Ge's love for the cold in front of him, so he let out a long sigh in his heart and turned to find a needle and thread.

I found the place where the moon was commonly used to call the moon from memory, but found that there was no other color in the needlework basket, all red threads.

Ning Ge didn't think about it, only took the needle and thread and saw it, and started to treat the wound on his own without waiting for Jiang Han to speak.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Han said weakly.

"Save you," Ning Ge briefly threw two words over, and the simple answer in his hand clicked and cut the clothes on Jiang Han's body.

Jiang Han subconsciously dodged back: "You don't hate me? ”

Ning Ge glanced at Jiang Han without being salty: "Hate, it's just that it hasn't reached the point where you have to die." ”

On second thought, why did she hate him?

From the beginning, the person who liked Jiang Han was not her, so after being used and betrayed by Jiang Han, Ning Ge didn't feel much distressed, but the previous Ning Ge was in pain.

So she doesn't hate Jiang Han, it's just a faint nodding acquaintance, use it when you use it, and he won't appear when you don't use it.

It's just that Ning Ge lives in someone else's body, and always has to give the previous owner a little bit of heartfelt feedback, she thought about it and asked, "I want to ask you, from beginning to end, have you ever liked me?" I want to hear the truth. ”

Jiang Han was shocked, so that Ning Singer, who was concentrating on the scissors in his hand, also flickered, and the scissors in the gap pierced into Jiang Han's wound, and even Ning Ge himself had to gasp for Jiang Han, but saw that Jiang Han seemed to be so numb that he was completely unconscious, he just opened his eyes and stared at the beam of the room, and said for a long time: "I'm sorry." ”

Ning Ge nodded and continued to look at the scissors in his hand: "It's okay. I never liked you, and I can have today's position and favor thanks to you, so we are even. ”

This can be regarded as an explanation of the previous Ningge.

Ning Ge felt that the corners of his eyes were very moist, and he clearly didn't want to cry, but there was still a tear that fell down and smashed into the jade hand that was stained with cold blood, mixed with the blood, and the hot body called Ning Ge also trembled.

Jiang Han looked at Ning Ge seriously, and naturally he didn't ignore that tear, but the calm and indifference on Ning Ge's face was something he couldn't understand, and it even made him feel slightly heartbroken.

Didn't she like him?

Wouldn't it be better that way? It happened to be a write-off, but why was he so sad?

"Princess ......"

"Don't call me Princess." Ning Ge said seriously: "I said that since I came here from the Jade Dragon Kingdom, I am no longer a princess. ”

While speaking, Ning Ge picked up an embroidery needle that was not very familiar and pierced into Jiang Han's flesh, and the back was implicated in a gorgeous red thread, the expression was serious as if he was embroidering a wedding dress, and Jiang Han was in a trance again, and even the pain of the stitched wound was forgotten, only a cold sweat broke out, and asked softly: "When did you learn this?" ”

Ning Ge lightly looked at the red thread on his hand.

She remembered that Concubine Liu had told her when she was dying, here, a woman who married for the second time could not wear a red wedding dress, but could only wear dark red.

She herself would never have done these embroidery guys, and this needle and thread was also the stuff of the old days. It's all red, is that when Jiang Han promised to take her away, he had hope in his heart, and he wanted to sew a wedding dress for himself?

Ning Ge thought like this, and suddenly felt that the needle and thread in his hand were particularly heavy.

If you can't sew a wedding dress, it's the same to sew his wounds.

"Princess...... I'm sorry......," Jiang Han muttered.

When Ning Ge looked up, he saw that Jiang Han had closed his eyes, and he didn't know whether he had fainted or fallen asleep.

I opened my mouth, but I didn't say anything after all.

Jiang Han probably passed out, and Ning Ge stayed up all night to treat his wounds and didn't wake up.

Ning Ge couldn't wake up and call the moon, and he was afraid that others would find out, so he had to put Jiang Han on a small bed by the screen behind the bed.

There was a bath bucket next to the small bed, which was where Ning Ge bathed on weekdays. Separated by a heavy curtain and white marble screen, it will not be found unless you search carefully.

She wanted to find a dark room to hide, but this Long Song Hall never belonged to her, where did she know what a dark room was.

Ning Ge gave him medicine, turned out a middle coat worn by Feng Yufei in Su Ri and put it on him simply, and after cleaning up the scene full of blood, it was already dawn, changed his clothes and opened the door, and when he bumped into Zhaoyue hurriedly came, he said, "Niangniang, it's not good." ”

"What's so flustered?"

Zhao Yue breathed a rough breath and said: "The slave maid just heard that Nian Guogong has already led his Huang family army to advance, and said that they will enter Kyoto in three days. ”

Ning Ge was stunned: "So fast? ”

Didn't you say that you were still stationed a hundred miles away from Kyoto to wait for news, and your appearance changed overnight? What the hell is going on here.