Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

"My lord, it's already so late, you'd better stay at the mansion for one night before leaving."

At the gate of the palace, the old butler looked at Jing Xinglan who was riding on the horse, and still couldn't help but persuade him.

In fact, Jing Xinglan didn't plan to go back today, but his right eye has been twitching non-stop since the evening. After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to go back early to have a look.

Nothing would happen to a small place like Liujia Village, he thought, Qiao Jing was always protected by hidden guards, who would want his life if nothing happened?

"No," he came back to his senses, bowed his head and said to the housekeeper, "I'll go back first, and I will leave the affairs of Jingshufang to you and Duan Ran. Remember to contact me as soon as possible."

If he didn't go back to confirm it himself, Jing Xinglan reckoned that he would be restless tonight and wouldn't be able to sleep well. Instead of staying up until dawn, he might as well hurry on his way.

On the other side, Liujia Village.

For a while, Qiao Jing thought he was dreaming.He looked at the tall man standing under the frosty moonlight, and secretly pinched himself. After feeling a clear sense of pain, he had to admit that the man in front of him was indeed not an illusion.

"You..." The black-haired young man on the bed sat up straight, and the first question was beyond Ye Dongfeng's expectation, "Where's the hidden guard outside?"

This person came in through the window openly, and the hidden guard could not have known about it, unless——

"You mean that guy squatting on the tree?" Ye Dongfeng had a look of boredom on his face, and he casually threw the stone in his hand, "I'm dizzy, I guess I won't wake up until tomorrow morning."

Qiao Jing didn't hear anything.

Even if he fell asleep, but that was a hidden guard carefully selected and cultivated by the palace. Being able to be knocked down in such a silent manner is enough to prove the terrifying strength of the person in front of him.Qiao Jing immediately suppressed his thoughts of resistance, because he knew that even if he resisted, it would be useless: "What are you looking for me for?"

This question really caught Ye Dongfeng.He has always lived a casual life, he thinks about it, because he thinks the comics of "Into the Rivers and Lakes" are good, and he heard that the original work is a novel, so he came to Daliang City while reading the article, and strolled around the mirror bookstore. I happened to see Jing Xinglan, the behind-the-scenes boss, discussing with Duan Ran about Yan Heqing.

He eavesdropped for a while, remembered the place "Liu's Village", and was forced to watch the whole process of Jing Xinglan's poem writing for Qiao Jing.

It has to be said that as a well-educated and well-informed person from the world, Ye Dongfeng accepts a big man writing love poems to another man well, but he can't understand why a prince who has read poetry and books can write such a poem. The nasty words made him think that Yan Heqing was Jing Xinglan's little lover in the countryside.

But little lovers definitely don't have this kind of literary talent. Ye Dongfeng has been in the world for many years, and he has seen many literati who can recite poems and compose romantic stories, but Yan Heqing is the first one who can write the world so realistically and in line with his wishes.

So he came to visit tonight, although he was a little rude, but he really didn't have any other intentions, he just wanted to see what Yan Heqing looked like.As a self-willed hero who is unrivaled in martial arts, Ye Dongfeng doesn't think there is anything wrong with what he does.

He stared at Qiao Jing's pale and delicate face under the moonlight, raised the corners of his lips, and asked, "Then what do you think I am looking for?"

Qiao Jing was silent for a moment and said, "A reminder?"

Ye Dongfeng was stunned for a second, then burst out laughing.

"Yes, just as I thought, you are really interesting!" He jumped off the window sill, pulled over the chair, and sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at Qiao Jing with a pair of eyes, "Then you Let’s talk about it, it just so happens that I didn’t buy a special code at Mirror Bookstore.”

In fact, he was too lazy to look for it. As long as Ye Dongfeng thought about it, besides the palace, he could steal even the treasures hidden at home by princes and nobles.But honestly paying money to sell books, how can it be refreshing to come to the door and let the author explain it to yourself?

With strength, it is so willful!

Qiao Jing twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, feeling that he seemed to have figured out the temper of the "hero" in front of him, and he was indeed self-willed enough.He sighed, since he knew that Ye Dongfeng didn't come to be an assassin to make trouble, he simply relaxed, took a pillow and leaned against his back to make himself more comfortable, and then asked, "What do you want to hear?"

If a simple story could get the man away, he thought, that would be all right.

Ye Dongfeng said, "Give me one too."

Qiao Jing had no choice but to hand Jing Xinglan's pillow to him, thinking that this person really knew him well.

"To be honest, I don't like Wu Sheng's ending very much," Ye Dongfeng continued, "I have a friend who is like him. Even the stupid things he did back then, I don't think they are so stupid anymore."

Qiao Jing asked cautiously, "Then how did he die?"

Ye Dongfeng: "I killed it."

"........."

"I've only killed one person in my life," Ye Dongfeng said in a very flat tone, and Qiao Jing couldn't see any sign of regret from his expression, only calmness without waves, "I won't regret myself Because he is indeed hopeless, although I miss him very much now, if he dares to climb out of the grave, I will immediately wring his neck and let him die again."

Qiao Jing recalled the rainy night horror that the head of the dark guard told him before, and felt that this person was really contradictory and sober, and generally speaking, he was indeed a person who could be ruthless.

"Give Wu Sheng a happy ending," Ye Dongfeng said, "Even if it's in the illusory world, no, probably only in the illusory world."

After saying this, he closed his mouth, gestured for Qiao Jing to speak, sat quietly on the seat, and stopped talking.

Qiao Jing thought for a while. He was thinking about which plot point he should start from if he wanted to write a different sub-ending for "Into the Rivers and Lakes".While he was thinking, Ye Dongfeng didn't make a sound to disturb him, but took advantage of the dim moonlight in the room to cast his eyes on Jing Xinglan's sachet hanging by the bed, as if he was in a daze or thinking whats the matter.

"I've figured it out," Qiao Jing said after a few minutes, "The previous plot remains the same. From the first time he and Heping joined hands to investigate the case tomorrow and found the fisherman's stone statue in the cave by the river, the follow-up direction will be slightly different. make changes."

Ye Dongfeng nodded, but before Qiao Jing started to talk, he asked a question that had nothing to do with the plot: "This sachet, was that prince made it for you by himself?"

Qiao Jing followed his gaze and looked at the head of the bed: "Yes. What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Ye Dongfeng paused before answering, he mocked bluntly, "The sewing is really ugly."

Qiao Jing: "...Actually, it's okay."

It is said that Ai Wu Ji Wu, he is really trying hard to open his eyes and tell nonsense.

Qingqing coughed, and decided to pretend that he didn't hear Ye Dongfeng's complaints, and slowly told him this brand new story while smoothing his thoughts.Ye Dongfeng also gradually became absorbed in listening, because Qiao Jing's voice was not loud, so he moved the chair forward again, and when Qiao Jing said that his mouth was dry, he would take the initiative to get up and pour him a cup of tea.

There are no more than three people in the world who can make Ye Dongfeng pour tea willingly, and two of them are his long-dead parents.

The two of them talked and listened to each other in the room. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and 008 had a very complicated expression.As soon as Ye Dongfeng arrived, he followed Qiao Jing's order and contacted Jing Xinglan who was still on the road. Although it seemed that Qiao Jing's personal safety didn't need to be worried, if time counted, he should probably—

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the loud neighing of the horse in the night, the door of the bedroom was slammed open from the outside.

Qiao Jing's heart skipped a beat, he clenched the quilt tightly in his hands, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Jing Xinglan put the long sword in his hand on Ye Dongfeng's neck.

"Say," the man's deep voice concealed deep anger, "What are you doing here!?"

Ye Dongfeng let out a breath slowly.

He changed his posture - the Erlang leg raised from his left foot was replaced by his right foot. Although there was a cold-bladed long sword on the side of his neck, he still maintained a smile with ease, and the arc of his lips even deepened Quite a lot.

"He just asked me this question not long ago." He smiled and said slowly, and deliberately added in a daydream way, "On the bed."

The blade on the neck was a little closer.

"Since you were able to find this place, you should already know who I am," Jing Xinglan said coldly, "Ye Dongfeng, even if you have excellent martial arts skills, if you fight against the royal family, you may not be looking for death."

"That's wrong." Ye Dongfeng turned his head and looked at him innocently. "I'm just a grassroots man with martial arts skills. When did I go against the royal family? Even if you lend me your guts, my lord Hey." He sighed pretentiously, "It's just that Mr. Yan and I have been friends for a long time, and now it's even more love at first sight. I really can't help it, I can't help it."

Qiao Jing listened in the back with a blank expression: Shit.

Jing Xinglan's hand clutching the hilt of the sword gradually turned white, his gaze was about to burn a hole in the brazen man in front of him, his tone was so cold that it could freeze into ice: "Gu's patience has a limit, Ye Dongfeng, I advise you to disappear from this room immediately, otherwise—”

Seeing that he was really angry, Ye Dongfeng didn't want to cause any trouble. After all, just like what Jing Xinglan said, in Daliang today, even the best master in the world can hardly compete with the authority of the royal family.He stood up happily, regardless of Jing Xinglan's sword pointed at him all the time, he still didn't go through the door, but flipped up the window sill lightly, and finally turned his head and nodded politely at Qiao Jing: "It seems that tonight is I don’t have a chance to finish listening to this story, and next time the owner of the pillow is not at home, I’ll find another opportunity to visit.”

Sparks of fury shot out from Jing Xinglan's eyes: "Get lost!"

Qiao Jing: "..."

No, why does this person have to say such a bad thing about an ordinary thing?

Bad taste?

But when Ye Dongfeng left, only he and Jing Xinglan who had just arrived from Daliang City were left in the house.The man calmed down his emotions for a while, lowered his head, and clenched the pillow on the chair tightly. With disgust in his eyes, he threw it out the door with his backhand.

Qiao Jing looked amused.

But soon he stopped laughing.

"Mr. Qiao," Jing Xinglan took out the crumpled book from the drawer last time, pulled the chair and sat down, looked at Qiao Jing's stiff appearance, and smiled softly, "If you mind telling me a story too ?"