Lord, I will write novels to support you

But Zhu Wenzhen said very seriously: "You don't need to pretend to be anything, Xiao Ke, you just need to tell me your love for King Jing directly. You can use whatever mood you have when you write these words. Read your mood."

Tang Ke's smile became more and more stiff.

He thought to himself where did his love for King Jing come from? It's one thing to sell people for the sake of novel sales, but if one day he really meets King Jing, he must be Ye Gong and a good dragon, and he won't be able to say those love words to death. from.

"If Boss Geng really wants to hear it, wouldn't it be more appropriate to invite a storyteller or an opera singer?"

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head: "How can an actor show your true feelings? Only your pure admiration for King Jing can be performed by no one else in the world."

Seeing Zhu Wenzhen's expectant eyes looking at him, Tang Ke's intestines were full of regret.

It's really self-inflicted.It's okay to set up such a personal design, but I still have to tell this stupid financial backer, now I have to jump into the hole I dug myself while crying.

Tang Ke looked at the book in his hand, then at Zhu Wenzhen's black and white eyes staring at him, and decided to bite the bullet.

"Mr. Xiang—" Tang Ke cleared his throat.

"Huh?" Zhu Wenzhen responded softly.

Tang Ke: "..."

"No, Boss Geng..." Tang Ke looked helpless, "You don't have to cooperate with me in acting like this."

Zhu Wenzhen looked at him with his palms on his chin, "Okay, I won't bother you, just tell me."

Tang Ke smacked his lips, "Mr. Xiang, my feelings for you, you still don't—"

"—Xiao Ke." Zhu Wenzhen interrupted him again, "Can you look at me when you say these words?"

"..." The corners of Tang Ke's mouth twitched, "Did I see you? You can't see through the hood, can you?"

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head, "I can feel it."

Tang Ke thought that he would die sooner than later, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he stared straight at Zhu Wenzhen's face, "Mr. Xiang, don't you still know my feelings for you?"

"As long as I see you getting closer to other men, I feel like a knife is twisting my heart. If someone dares to touch you, I even have the thought of cutting off that person's hands. I often even have dark thoughts, thinking I want to imprison you, only I can appreciate your beauty, and no second person is allowed to see it."

"Xiang Jun, my love for you has reached this point, why can you turn a blind eye?"

Tang Ke finished reading it in one go. He was about to commit embarrassment and cancer. He couldn't help but shudder and shake off his goosebumps. He wondered why he didn't feel that the dialogue was so shameful when he was writing in the middle of the night. He really wanted to make money. Everything was sacrificed.

Zhu Wenzhen stared at Tang Ke's sharpened jaw and fluttering lips, listening to him say those words, with a satisfied smile on his face, he recovered after a long time, and murmured: "Xiao Ke, I didn't Turn a blind eye, I know it."

Tang Ke: "...?"

what do you know?

Zhu Wenzhen sat up hastily, and took the little booklet out of Tang Ke's hand, "Let's stop here today, Xiao Ke, and send me as many copies as you have in the future, and I'll wait for you."

Tang Ke heaved a long sigh of relief, turned around and was about to go up to the roof, when he suddenly thought of something else, he turned back and asked: "Boss Geng, may I ask who is the fat father-in-law who has a bad temper that I often see in this village before? Is it convenient to tell me?"

"Guan Zhong?" Zhu Wenzhen blurted out, talking about Zhuangzi's bad-tempered fat father-in-law, he might be the only one, "He is an old man who follows King Jing, and the emperor personally dispatched him to King Jing when he was in the palace. "

"A man from the emperor?" Tang Ke didn't expect to get such an answer.

Zhu Wenzhen nodded: "What? What's the matter with him? Did he bump into you today? I'll ask him to come and pay you."

Tang Ke waved his hands hastily, "I'm just curious." He said goodbye to Zhu Wenzhen and was about to leave.

"Xiao Ke—" Zhu Wenzhen stopped him again, "If I introduce King Jing to you, would you be willing?"

Tang Ke's legs softened instantly when he heard the words, and his voice became thinner: "Don't, don't!"

Zhu Wenzhen frowned: "Why? King Jing... is actually a very easy-going person. Maybe he will respond to you when he knows your love for him. I don't know."

Tang Ke waved his hands again and again: "No need, I explained to Boss Geng earlier that my yearning for King Jing is completely unilateral, I don't want to disturb him, and I don't want to disturb him, I hope Boss Geng can understand me Don't make things difficult for me."

Zhu Wenzhen was puzzled: "But if you are attracted to someone, shouldn't you want the other person to know and give a response?"

Tang Ke shook his head: "If it's just my heart, maybe I will, but I love him so much that I'm humbled to the dust, so I dare not see him, for fear that if I do, I will tarnish that love. Boss Geng, can you Do you understand my deep love?"

Asking this question in his mouth, Tang Ke said in his heart that it is strange that he can understand it. Boss Geng made such a sudden attack. He didn't have time to think about it, so he could only prevaricate with nonsense. He didn't understand what he was talking about. How could Boss Geng understand? .

Zhu Wenzhen nodded seriously: "I understand."

Tang Ke: "...?" Can you understand this?

Zhu Wenzhen only felt half-understood, but he thought to himself that he was only a little moved by Xiao Ke at the moment, and he didn't know what it was like to love to the bone marrow, so he couldn't fully understand Xiao Ke's unwillingness to see him.

But he is willing to respect Xiao Ke's choice.

After all, he is only a little emotional for Xiao Ke, and he has been thinking about it day and night. That little cutie is deeply rooted in his bones, and he still doesn't know what it's like to sleep alone every night. He can't help Xiao Ke with this heart disease, so he can only wait. .

Zhu Wenzhen: "Since that's the case, I won't force you, Xiao Ke, whenever you want to see King Jing, just tell me, and I will take you to see him."

Tang Ke's hanging heart finally let go, thanked Zhu Wenzhen repeatedly, jumped to the roof, and disappeared from Zhu Wenzhen's sight.

Tang Ke didn't leave immediately this time, but searched all over Luming Villa, found Guan Zhong, and squatted outside his house until it was light, when he saw him sneaking out of the villa.

Tang Ke followed him all the way, bypassing several hidden mountain roads, and finally saw Guan Zhong enter a secret door embedded in the mountainside.

Tang Ke caught up his breath and chased after him, checked the secret door, and saw that the door was locked, so he wrote down a triangular nesting pattern at the corner of the secret door, and guarded it for a while, until it was bright and it was not convenient to hide Only then did he turn around and go back.

Tang Ke passed the flying pigeon with the pattern on the secret door to his master overnight, and for the next two days, apart from rushing to update and copy the book, he was always guarding Guan Zhong at Luming Villa.

But except for that night, Guan Zhong never stepped out of Luming Villa.

Tang Ke stared at Guan Zhong's space, and also looked at Zhu Wenzhen in the study from a distance.

Zhu Wenzhen always sat alone by the desk in the study and read the little book over and over again. He read it for a whole day, and his thin profile could be clearly seen from the wide open window sash.

Zhu Wenzhen often looked at it and laughed to himself. Occasionally, he got up with the book, leaned against the window and stared in the direction of the roof, talking to himself.

Tang Ke could only hide from a distance, so as not to let Zhu Wenzhen find himself.

With the misunderstanding of giving gifts earlier, he always kept his identity in mind. It was not the time to give novel updates, so he didn't dare to meet with the benefactor at will.

But he couldn't help himself lying on the back of the roof and staring at Zhu Wenzhen quietly.

When I saw Zhu Wenzhen laughing, I couldn't help laughing too, thinking that Boss Geng really liked his books.

On the morning when Tang Ke went to Tongluo Lane to sell out the updates, he saw Master again at the wine table in front of Zui Chunfeng.

Xian Yu didn't scold him this time, and solemnly stated the results of his investigation: "It can be confirmed that this matter has nothing to do with Gong Chunhai, but Gong Chunhai gave me a message that the group of people may come from the prison factory. I will check again later. After that, your dark dart is indeed from the prison factory, and the icon you sent me is also the dark pattern of the training center of the prison factory."

Tang Ke's heart sank a little.

The prison factory is the emperor's secret service agency, and it only obeys the emperor's orders.

Today's holy majesty, why did he do something to such a small letter?Could it be that his previous mission to assassinate King Jing was exposed?But that was all a few months ago, why did it take so long to do it?

What's more, if the emperor really wants to clear the way for his son, shouldn't he go to Gong Chunhai who bought him out of the mountain, or the prince who is behind the scenes?What's the use of finding him a murder tool?

Just as Tang Ke was thinking, a servant stood in front of him.

"Are you Mr. Xiaoke? I'm an employee of Qifeng Bookstore, and I'm here to deliver a letter to you."