Ning Mansion.
After returning, Ning Wan locked herself in the room, looking at the main task on the task panel, frowning slightly, and shrouded in a kind of depression that could not be dispelled.
Does this main quest look down upon her too much, asking her to stop the Third Prince from ascending to the throne?
She is just the daughter of a merchant. Apart from money, she has nothing else. Could she be asked to hire someone to kill someone?
An idea suddenly popped up in Ning Wan's mind.
Well, actually it’s not impossible, but if you’re unlucky and happen to run into Jun Yan’s people, or if the news leaks out, then the Ning family will be finished, right?
But what if it was poison?
She remembered that she had a skill that could make people fall asleep, and it could be used by multiple people.
If she rushed to the Third Prince's residence and put everyone in the palace to sleep, and then poisoned Jun Yan, and stuffed the poison directly into his mouth, and waited until he died of the poison before leaving, wouldn't the mission be easily accomplished?
That's not right. She could have just put him to sleep, so why bother poisoning him? Wouldn't it be faster to just stab him or cut his neck?
Ning Wan thought so and began to consider the possibility of completing the task.
Xiao Qi, who was still wondering what good idea the host could come up with, was stunned: How could it be another life-threatening method?
Solve the problem directly from the root cause?
It was so rough yet so reasonable that Xiao Qi couldn't react for a moment.
[Host, preventing him from ascending to the throne doesn't mean he'll die. This is ancient times, and if the murder of the prince is discovered, the entire clan will be exterminated.]
Xiao Qi finally came back to his senses. Looking at the host who really intended to use this method, he hurriedly tried to persuade him, fearing that the host would do something stupid.
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But they were all asleep, how could they know it was her who did it?
Ning Wan thought silently, but still couldn't get rid of the idea in her heart.
"Master, they don't know, but what about those who might have seen you along the way? If the Third Prince dies, everyone who has been near the Third Prince's residence will surely be interrogated by the authorities."
[Furthermore, if the Third Prince's palace had a secret guard who was able to evade the host's abilities and discovered the host's assassination attempt on Jun Yan, wouldn't the host be in great danger?]
Ning Wan had no way to refute what he said.
He sighed silently and temporarily gave up on the idea of solving Jun Yan's problem from the root.
Since we can't kill him directly, let's take it slow.
Six years is plenty of time, she doesn't need to rush.
She looked over the general plot again, but found that many plot lines were still vague. For example, who won the throne in the end, and who Shen Jingwen belonged to.
The only thing Ning Wan could be sure of was that the Third Prince was indeed the future Crown Prince of Jingping, and Shen Jingwen was indeed the powerful minister who would cover the sky with one hand in the future, and that the token was indeed an opportunity for Shen Jingwen.
But Shen Jingwen’s words, “Even if there is no Third Prince Jun Yan, there will be other princes,” must have meant that he has already determined the target of support, right?
Is it the eldest prince Jun Mu who has apparently grasped most of the military power, or the second prince Jun Ze who spends his days having fun in brothels and is actually a tiger pretending to be a pig?
Or, hiding it from her, make friends with the third prince who is most likely to become the crown prince?
[Why doesn't the host ask the male protagonist directly? 】
Seeing Ning Wan's secret guesses, Xiao Qi couldn't help but ask tentatively:
[The host has now gained the male protagonist's trust. It shouldn't be difficult to find out who the male protagonist is supporting, right?]
Ning Wan chuckled as if she had heard something funny. "Xiao Qi, if I ask and he tells me, then the Ning family will really be involved."
Although the subsequent involvement may be unavoidable, at least for now Ning Wan does not want to involve the Ning family so quickly.
"Even if Shen Jingwen confessed to me this time that he really wanted to let the Ning family get away with it, I don't believe that the person he supported would not know what happened today."
How could anyone who covets that position not be on guard at all? Even if he trusts someone so much, he will always be wary before the last step.
What she should do is not to rush to surrender the entire Ning family to him, but to find a way to help him when he needs it most and is in the most critical moment.
Let him know that he is not coveting his power. Only the favor obtained in this way will make the future emperor less wary of the Ning family.
[Host, what you mean is that the prince supported by the male protagonist wants to take advantage of the Ning family? ]
“I’m not sure, but I can’t rule it out.”
Ning Wan didn't say anything absolute, but just expressed her guess.
She still remembered the second requirement of her main mission, to protect the Ning family.
Since such a task could be issued, it must be because something unexpected happened that put the Ning family in danger, otherwise they would not have gone to the trouble of reminding her.
After listening to the host's analysis, Xiao Qi fell silent and thought seriously, wondering what exactly had happened that could put the Ning family in danger.
And the other side.
After leaving the inn, Shen Jingwen returned home and then locked himself in the study.
He took out a thin piece of silk, only a finger wide, and then spread it out. The ink had already been ground in the inkstone beside him, but his hand was still hesitant to pick up the brush.
When Shen Jingwen thought of what Ning Wan had said during the day, he clenched his hands slightly, and his nails pinched the delicate flesh on the palm of his hand, causing a slight pain.
He came back to his senses slightly, but his thoughts seemed to be frozen, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't remember what he was going to do for a long time.
After a long time, the sun set and the night gradually became hazy, and a sentence was finally added on the silk: Everything is under the control of His Highness, and there is no change.
Shen Jingwen put the brush aside, picked up the long piece of silk, and only rolled it into a tiny bamboo tube after making sure the ink was dry. His eyes fell on the windowsill again.
He stood up, and the yellow candlelight lengthened his figure.
Shen Jingwen took out a whistle from his arms, blew it twice and then stopped, stretched out his fingers and waited quietly in front of the window.
After a while, a dark gray pigeon flew back from somewhere nearby, circled several times in the air, and then landed steadily on the tip of Shen Jingwen's finger.
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