Lord, I will write novels to support you

Tang Ke couldn't help laughing, his originally heavy mood became inexplicably lighter, and he thought to himself what the hell was "presumptuousness", a manager in a village, how could he speak like a prince.

He stretched out a finger to his mouth, "Be quiet, don't call the guards outside."

Zhu Wenzhen really kept silent, and glanced at the door with some trepidation, fearing that Geng Xiaobo, who was guarding the door, would lead someone in, and the scene would be difficult to deal with.

"How did you come in?" Zhu Wenzhen frowned and stared at Tang Ke's face half hidden under the hood.

Although Luming Villa is not as heavily guarded as King Jing's Mansion, it is also the territory of Tianjia, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can break in at will. What's more, he rested here today, and specially arranged a few more groups of guards to patrol at night.

"Climb over two walls, ran over seven or eight eaves, and then came in." Tang Ke answered casually.

"Do you know the consequences of trespassing on King Jing's private residence?"

Tang Ke nodded: "Are you going to arrest me, or report to the police?"

It's not that Tang Ke didn't think about the consequences. He pretended to be full of problems and came to Luming Mountain Villa with a feverish head. He was just squatting on the top of the tower next to him in a daze with the cold wind blowing, but he saw Zhu Wenzhen leading a group of people to beat him from a distance. Going to the study with a lantern, the ghost followed to the roof of the study.

Perhaps the assassination during the day made him a little confused, and perhaps because he missed the teahouse agreement, his actions at this moment are not as cautious as before.

Zhu Wenzhen didn't mention the matter to the officer, but just scolded in a low voice: "How dare you barge in like this? Who gave you the courage?"

Tang Ke: "Didn't Boss Geng lie outside the window and call my name just now?"

Zhu Wenzhen lowered his eyes and whispered: "Stop talking nonsense."

Tang Ke let out an "oh" and said casually, "That's because I misheard, and I'm bothering you." After saying that, he turned over and went out.

Zhu Wenzhen took a step forward and pulled him back, "Why did you miss the appointment during the day?"

"Karvin, the new update hasn't been written, so it hasn't come."

Tang Ke was hiding something in his heart, and the nonsense reasons were all a little distracted.

Zhu Wenzhen frowned: "If you don't write it down, you should come and inform me. If you break the appointment at will and make me wait in Yuelai Teahouse, where are you going to put me?"

"Have you been waiting in the teahouse for a long time?" Tang Ke's voice softened.

Zhu Wenzhen, a majestic prince, how could he admit that he was deceived and turned around and waited for such a thing all afternoon, so he naturally replied "no" bitterly.

Tang Ke still apologized to him, and gave a serious reason: "Boss Geng is a reader I like very much. I can't write a satisfactory update for Boss Geng. Naturally, I have no face to come to you."

Zhu Wenzhen didn't talk to him. Although Tang Ke's statement made sense, he still felt resentful towards Tang Ke's way of treating his agreement as a child's play, and he didn't want to forgive him.

Tang Ke stared at Zhu Wenzhen for a while, saw that he was silent, and saw that his clothes were thin. Thinking that his frail appearance might not be able to bear it, he couldn't help pointing to the inner garment under his coat and asked: "Wear like this?" Isn’t it cold? What are you doing here in the study if you don’t sleep in the middle of the night?” Turning his head to look at the desk, he saw the novel at a glance, “You still read what I wrote, do you like it so much?”

Zhu Wenzhen gritted his teeth angrily, not wanting to understand how the person across from him could make every sentence out of him, and every sentence embarrasses him even more.

Zhu Wenzhen unconsciously took two steps back towards the edge of the table, wanting to block the books on top, and also wanting to put on the coat draped over his shoulders, but then he felt that it was not appropriate to wear clothes at this juncture, so he could only tighten his arms and pull the coat towards him. Pulling on the chest, trying to block the underwear.

Tang Ke saw his series of actions in his eyes, and asked, "Is it cold?" He turned around and closed the window sash.

Zhu Wenzhen looked at his back with the window closed, and asked coldly, "Since the appointment has been broken, what are you doing in Zhuangzi now?"

"I have something to ask you," Tang Ke said, taking two steps forward and throwing a dark dart on the desk, "Have you seen this?"

From the moment Tang Ke took out the dark dart, his eyes under the hood were fixed on Zhu Wenzhen, observing every subtle expression on his face.

Zhu Wenzhen's eyes were full of confusion, his brows were knit together, his bright red lips were pursed, and he shook his head: "What is this?"

Tang Ke immediately understood that he had nothing to do with those assassins.

This loosened most of Tang Ke's originally tense heartstrings.

After thinking about it, what he was most afraid of was that Boss Geng was also the mastermind behind the assassination, or even the so-called appointment to Yuelai Tea House to discuss the plot was just to lure him into the set, so he could only give up the money. Lord.

But this is the most generous donor he has ever met in his writing career. It is a pity to give up a lot of money.

Looking at Zhu Wenzhen now, he really doesn't know. Tang Ke is in a much better mood, but he still asks: "Do you know what happened to your master recently? Sending secret guards or something like that?"

Zhu Wenzhen was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was referring to his master in the other party's mouth. He shook his head and said, "No, what does this have to do with this iron dart?"

Tang Ke waved his hand: "Nothing."

"What are you trying to say? Where did you get this iron dart?"

Tang Ke threw the dark dart in the air and played with it casually, "Yuelai is in the bushes outside the teahouse."

Zhu Wenzhen's expression sank, "It's daytime today? You went to Yuelai Tea House, but you didn't meet me? What's going on? Tell me clearly."

Tang Ke only said: "I don't know what's going on, I leave this dark dart to you, if you are interested, you can check it yourself."

Zhu Wenzhen felt that Tang Ke was weird. He looked Tang Ke up and down, and found that his cloak was torn in several places and he had repaired it with bad stitches. There was also a scratch on his shoe, with blood stains appearing faintly.

Zhu Wenzhen pointed to the hole in the shoe and asked, "What's wrong with your feet?"

Tang Ke only cared about the injuries on his body before, but he didn't pay attention to the scratches on his feet. At this time, he saw it when Zhu Wenzhen asked him, and said with a casual smile: "I walked in a hurry on the way here, and accidentally fell."

Zhu Wenzhen was full of doubts about Tang Ke's abnormality tonight, and wanted to ask again, but Tang Ke raised his hand to stop him, and took out a booklet from his arms, "I brought the update here, Boss Geng, do you want to inspect the goods? "

Zhu Wenzhen first put away his confusion, sat down in front of the table, took the booklet, and was just about to open it when he saw Tang Ke standing beside him, leaning over him, so close that he could feel the other person's whole body scattered. It's hot out.

Zhu Wenzhen pushed him impatiently with his elbow, then raised his chin and pointed at the grand master's chair behind him: "Go and sit there, don't stick to me."

Tang Ke turned around with a smile and sat down on the chair. Through the hood, he could feel his straight eyes staring at Zhu Wenzhen.

Zhu Wenzhen let him go, and slowly opened the book to read.

It was cool at night, and Zhu Wenzhen was wearing thin clothes, but at this moment, there were blushes on his face that was a little pale from the cold. The redness went straight to the ears, and then spread to the back of the neck. The slightly curved neck was under the dim light. Under the light, it looks like a half-opened lotus.

Tang Ke stared blankly.

Zhu Wenzhen closed the book, raised his head and glared at Tang Ke: "You...what are you writing?!"

Tang Ke came back to his senses after a while, and replied calmly: "The prince expresses his love to the prince."

Zhu Wenzhen slammed the book in his hand towards Tang Ke, but the other party raised his hand casually to catch it.

"Ridiculous! How can a majestic prince of a country openly express his love to a man, and that is his own brother!"

Just as Tang Ke was about to defend himself, he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Hearing the movement inside, Geng Xiaobo was worried that the prince was in trouble, so he boldly knocked on the door, wanting to go in and check the situation.

"king--"

"--nothing!"

Zhu Wenzhen hurriedly shouted outside, blocking Geng Xiaobo's words.

Tang Ke got up and took a step forward, and put the booklet back on the table, "Novels, I just want to use stories to convey the inner spirit, it doesn't matter whether the prince will confess his love to his own brother, the important thing is that readers can learn from it. I read love in this article, Boss Geng said, right?"

Hearing what Tang Ke said, thinking that he had nowhere to vent his admiration for him, Zhu Wenzhen's anger disappeared instantly, and a bit of regret appeared in his brows and eyes. Suddenly, he thought of something, raised his eyes and asked Tang Ke: "You and I see these things. Is the content intentional and you want me to show it to King Jing? So that King Jing can understand your admiration for him?"

Tang Ke smiled so that the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking that your master might be the mastermind behind the assassination today, and I want to show him the article when I'm tired of work, right?

"Boss Geng was joking, how did the love of a vulgar person like me get into the eyes of Prince Jing? In my heart, Prince Jing is like a lotus out of water and a bright moon, which can only be seen from a distance but must not be played with .”

"If Boss Geng understands the painstaking efforts of my secret love, please make sure to update and keep this novel, and don't let Prince Jing find out."

After all, he was afraid that his acting skills were not in place, so he stood up slowly and artificially, and came to the window like Zhu Wenzhen just now, and sighed long into the moonlight, "As for my mind, let it be like clay Let it fall to the bottom of the lake, don't ask the other party to know, just wish to add color to that handful of hibiscus, and I will be satisfied."

Zhu Wenzhen looked at the side face of Tang Ke leaning against the window half covered by the cloak, and felt more and more desolate and lonely. Secretly sighed for this admirer, and then shook his head slowly: "Mr. Xiao Ke must not be so presumptuous, no matter what your status is, if you have such pure love for King Jing, it will never be better than anyone in this world. Even if you are a lowly person, King Jing will definitely not take his anger out on you because of this, on the contrary, it may be because of your affection that he will love and sympathize with you."

Tang Ke nodded silently, with a uncomfortable smile on his face, secretly thankful that he was wearing a cloak and hood to cover his face, otherwise his expression would definitely be revealing now.

Zhu Wenzhen didn't notice it, got up and came to Tang Ke, and handed the gold ingot to him, "I will accept this book of yours, and you must keep it carefully. Please accept the money, please write another edition, and I will share it with you tomorrow." Send it here, remember not to express your love so blatantly again."

Tang Ke quickly took the gold ingot, secretly happy in his heart, thinking that Boss Geng's silly and sweet money is really good money.

"That's still at noon tomorrow, Yuelai Teahouse, I'll send the revised version to update?" Tang Ke said, he lifted his foot and was about to leave through the window.

Zhu Wenzhen took his arm again: "At this time tomorrow, just come to this study to find me."

Tang Ke turned to look at him, the corners of his lips curled up, "Boss Geng, are you inviting me to climb your wall?"