Han Dongwen himself is not a player who cares so much about the plot.

Therefore, he admired the "Sherlock Hook" party, which, as his name suggests, requires a certain amount of reasoning and cannot let go of the details.

"I'm afraid it's true that it's inseparable...... Except that Wen Yongxing can't be my father. ”

He thought so, smiled wryly, and got up and paced back and forth in the room, collecting his thoughts.

What do I want?

I want to get out of my current situation, and I need to change my dying future.

How to do this?

It stands to reason that the easiest way is to live until the player enters, then find a player, tell the other party that their data has been intercepted by mistake, and "cross" to this point, and quickly find the game company.

The premise of this way, even outside of the game, is that there is a self that for some reason was connected to the pipeline in advance, and then replaced by the mistaken interception classification of the NPC Plague King.

But one thing doesn't make sense.

Time.

He's obviously played the game and played a few versions, so how could he be here to read these Martian posts?

Well, there is another explanation, that is, I did travel through time, but only back in time, back to before the game opened.

Then, due to an accident, it is now cut off from the game. And his body was quietly parked in a simulated warehouse somewhere.

It is only under this assumption that his idea of turning to the player for help works.

Or, wait until the monthly manual visit of the simulated warehouse to be rescued.

Han Dongwen sighed and put down the Xuanji plate in his hand.

When he looked up again, he was already holding the silver hairpin that had been sent during the day.

The intubation interface is manufactured in accordance with regulations and does not have the function of conducting more than 30% of the maximum pain.

It's not that the upper limit is limited, it's that there is no such function after it is manufactured.

This is by design for safety.

It's like a bicycle, no matter what kind of failure it has, it won't explode or break the speed of sound. Just like a slipper, no matter which part is damaged, it will not suddenly heat up and cause serious burns.

This is the criterion called Facts.

This also means that even if the equipment is damaged and the brain signal is intercepted, Han Dongwen should not be able to feel too much pain.

"If it hurts too much, I'm really going through."

He smiled self-deprecatingly, gesturing with the silver hairpin in his hand, "In that case, there must be some handy supernatural power that the player won't notice that I'm a real person." ”

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, grabbed his left earlobe, and slammed the silver hairpin into it!

Han Dongwen is not a medical student, after all, he doesn't know if there will be an inexplicable artery everywhere on his body.

If he messes up, he doesn't have to bother the pillar of light, or the players and Hanqing in the future, and he will be able to finish himself tonight.

Therefore, there is only this place where he can pierce his ears and wear earrings, and he can barely rest assured.

A moment passed.

Blood.

Silver hairpins stained with blood.

The red blood must have been bright when it gushed out, but by the time it fell to the ground, it had already turned black and cold.

Han Dongwen's teeth were clenched tightly, and even though he had covered his ears, blood still oozed a few red marks from between his fingers.

There was a silent whimper in his throat, and a glint in his widening eyes began to roll.

His nose was aching and his lungs were wheezing in confusion.

He gasped, using almost all his strength to calm his trembling chest.

But it's not that it really hurts to puncture one earlobe.

It's just that the illusion that he seemed to be able to go back at that moment was like a fire in front of him, which was extinguished too abruptly.

"Hahaha......"

He laughed more than he cried.

"Hahahaha!"

He straightened up and laughed hysterically!

"Good!"

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, slamming them into his chest.

"Come on! Han Dongwen! Dude, Han Yang is here to live for you! ”

——————

Tonight is a moonlit night.

The courtyard of Chiya Palace was full of petals from the everycherry trees, which should have been cleaned, but they were left there according to Concubine Chi's orders.

This place was originally called Yagong, and it was because Han Dongwen rewarded Concubine Chi that it has its current name.

Chi Hanqing leaned against the edge of the door, looking at the courtyard sprinkled with moonlight and scattered cherry petals - there was nothing to see there, but no matter where he looked, he would always be sad, so it was better to look at a place that he couldn't get tired of seeing, and he could save some effort.

She needed to save some energy, or she wouldn't be able to survive another night.

"Concubine Chi, the court...... It's windy in the courtyard, so why don't you put on an extra robe? ”

Chi Hanqing looked at the maid talking beside him, and suddenly smiled: "No need, I just like to be colder." ”

The maids in the palace are all dedicated to the Son of Heaven.

All the maids and maids who came and went in Chiya Palace reminded her that she was just a thing of the Son of Heaven.

Taking care of her is just a thing to take care of the Son of Heaven, so it doesn't break any rules.

“…… Concubine Yin's mother is almost here. ”

The little maid sighed slightly and looked outside Chi Ya Palace.

After listening to her words, Chi Hanqing straightened up slightly, took a deep breath slowly, and closed his eyes.

When I opened it again, it was already a beautiful eye, and if I wanted to say goodbye, it was already a natural match, and it was like two people.

The corners of her mouth also curled up in a skillful arc, and she looked at the court gate of Chiya Palace with a moving and pleasing appearance.

The two maids lit the lamp and walked into the court gate, and then a figure turned out, more charming and lively than Chi Hanqing.

In such a harem, he can still be lively, and Chi Hanqing thinks that he can't do it.

So she had a headache for this concubine.

Jiang Keyin, when His Royal Highness still favored her, he called her Ke'er.

She is different from herself in every way, it seems that she has never known what kind of person Han Dongwen is, and when she has the opportunity to enter Han Dongwen's dormitory, her happiness will never be performed like Ji Hanqing.

If she really acted, Chi Hanqing only thought she was a very good actor.

"My sister must have been waiting for a long time?"

Jiang Keyin smiled, she even gently lifted her skirt and cushioned a few steps, and stepped forward to hold Chi Hanqing's hand.

Chi Hanqing only smiled calmly, and the two of them walked out of Chi Ya Palace and headed towards the dormitory.

It stands to reason that Jiang Keyin was a concubine earlier than Chi Hanqing, even if Chi Ya Palace was closer to the dormitory, it should be Chi Hanqing who went to pick up Jiang Keyin to show respect, but Jiang Keyin asked her not to do this more than once, and over time, Chi Hanqing agreed.

"Your Highness, Ke'er has brought Sister Hanqing to see you."

Jiang Keyin knocked on the door of the dormitory with a smile, and after a while, Han Dongwen's voice came from inside the door:

"You two will be back tonight."

Chi Hanqing just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but that Jiang Keyin laughed coquettishly, pushed open the door by himself, and said in his mouth: "Your Highness has worked hard for a day, and you don't even have time to make Ke'er feel distressed......

Before she finished speaking, the whole person was stunned at the door.

"Ah——!!!h She screamed.

Han Dongwen covered his ears, and at first glance, he really couldn't see the blood on his face, or the black line that he felt unlucky.

P.S has signed a contract, and after the state is changed, there will be two changes a day, or a big chapter, the kind of thief.