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Chapter 583: Let's call it a novel

"OK, all right."

He Xiner yawned as she stood up, her whole body was languid and her eyes were a little dazed."

Ye Xusheng had already picked up her cloak, looked at her confused, and did not laugh at her. He wrapped her up gently, tied a bow neatly, and buttoned the hat.

Well, I covered my whole body tightly~

"Let's go."

"Um."

When she opened the door, she felt the biting cold wind outside. Although He Xiner was well-dressed and not afraid of the cold, she was still alert and sober. Hey, this wind is really refreshing.

"Cold?"

Ye Xusheng tightened her hat again.

"I'm not cold at all. It's just that the wind blows and I wake up completely. I'm not sleepy at all, haha."

"Well, don't laugh too loudly yet, be careful of the gossip."

Well, what my cousin said made so much sense that I was speechless.

He Xiner nodded and smiled brightly at Ye Xusheng.

"There is no moon today, so be careful when walking."

"Um."

"When the moon is dark and the wind is high, people are killing people and setting fires."

Somehow, this sentence suddenly popped into He Xiner's mind, and then she said it out of her mind.

Ye Xusheng...

Suddenly, He Xiner grabbed Ye Xusheng's hand and said excitedly, "I thought of it! I thought of it!"

It was late at night, and the entire Old Ye family was quiet. He Xiner was afraid of disturbing others, so no matter how excited she was, she did not yell, but lowered her voice and spoke eagerly.

In the dark night, He Xiner's eyes were bright and she waved her little hands excitedly, looking impatient. Ye Xusheng chuckled helplessly, stretched out his hand to tidy up her hat and said, "Go to your room and talk."

"Um."

With the idea in mind, He Xiner didn't wait any longer and took Ye Xusheng's hand and ran across the west courtyard.

Ye Xusheng was a little dumbfounded, but he let her go.

“Big, big cousin”

After entering the house, He Xiner said anxiously, "I, I have an idea..."

Ye Xusheng closed the door first and then said with a smile, "Don't be impatient. Speak slowly. You get on the kang to warm yourself first, and the elder brother will light the stove."

So, He Xiner didn't take off her cloak and ran to the kang to warm up.

Every evening, Mrs. Wang would come over to burn the kang for her. The earthen kang was heated and kept her warm all night. It was covered with a new rabbit fur mattress made by Ye Xusheng, which was particularly soft and warm.

Ye Xusheng quickly lit candles and lit the stove, and listened to He Xiner's words.

"Hey, cousin, I just thought of a great idea."

He Xiner's eyes were astonishingly bright, and her little face smiled like a flower, "Since someone has written the storybook, we can write it too~

Hey, we don’t want to write those acid articles. If we want to write, we should write about martial arts, chivalrous acts of justice, happy grudges, haha, it makes me excited just thinking about it!”

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"Yeah, let's just call it that, okay?"

He Xiner looked at Ye Xusheng eagerly.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Xusheng said slowly, "Brother, I can't think of how to write it at the moment. Also, should I write it for myself or for others?"

"Hey, of course it's for others to read! Didn't someone write those words?"

Ye Xusheng had copied books for others before, so it was not difficult to understand this, but he had never thought of this level before. In other words, he was going to take the imperial examination, and he had read the Four Books and Five Classics, and had never been exposed to books such as scripts, so naturally he could not think of this.

.

"Xin'er is right, but when you talk about martial arts, my brother has no clue at all."

"Hey, let me think about the structure, characters, events, scenes, plot direction, um, and the fate of the characters."

Speaking of this, He Xiner suddenly felt her face burning. She was writing whatever she wanted. Only her little mind could come up with any heart-stirring stories of love, hate, and hatred.
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