Lord, I will write novels to support you

Tang Ke was not fatally injured, but his internal strength was damaged, and his hands and feet were injured, especially the crossbow|arrow pierced obliquely from the outside of his right forearm, which affected his use of the sword, and it was difficult to recover his strength in a short period of time.

Xian Yu asked him not to take half a step out of his own mountain, and if he dared to disobey his master's order, he would never recognize him as a master again, and he himself led a few disciples from the sect with better legs and feet back to the capital for investigation.

Tang Ke understood that going out in his current state would only add to the chaos, so he obediently stayed on the top of Xianyu's mountain.

Zhu Wenzhen's fever subsided, and he was in better condition, but his spirit was very poor. He asked his father a few times if something was going to happen. Tang Ke persuaded him for a long time, and then told him that the people from Chanyizong had confirmed that the emperor had a special person to take care of everyone. Daily soup, medicine and liquid food were offered, and Zhu Changcun kept watch over him for a moment, nothing would happen, so Zhu Wenzhen was willing to let go of his worries for the time being, but he was still haunted all day long.

After two days like this, when Tang Ke was reorganizing the outline of the novel and the new manuscript, Zhu Wenzhen was still sitting next to him as before, saying that he would continue to help Tang Ke arrange the score.

Wearing Tang Ke's loose robe, Zhu Wenzhen looked thinner and smaller, curled up into a ball, raised his knees and hugged his chest, holding a writing brush in his hand, and the pen slipped a long black line on the paper without noticing it.

Tang Ke had just finished compiling the detailed outline, when he raised his eyes and saw Zhu Wenzhen's appearance, he raised his hand to touch his cheek.

Zhu Wenzhen trembled in fright, turned his head vigilantly, and when he saw Tang Ke, his expression relaxed again.

Tang Ke reached out and hugged Zhu Wenzhen, who was curled up into a ball, onto his lap, and kissed his soft and cold cheek, "How is the masterpiece finished, Xiao Ke's man?"

Zhu Wenzhen put down the brush and wrapped his arms around Tang Ke's neck, "Xiao Ke, I want to hear you read to me, just like in the study in Luming Mountain Villa, is that okay?"

Tang Ke grinned and said of course it was no problem.

After thinking for a while, he picked out a book from a stack of small books next to him, spread it out, and read it with eloquence.

When reading the first paragraph, Zhu Wenzhen looked at him with a pair of almond eyes. When he read the word "Prince", Zhu Wenzhen seemed to have been stabbed by a needle. He shook his head and said, "The prince will not like the prince." Yes, the prince will not like him even more!"

Tang Ke smiled, stroked his side face lightly, and said, "Xiang'er, don't be afraid, just listen later."

Zhu Wenzhen didn't listen, his brows were tightly furrowed, his almond eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head, "I won't listen, I won't listen to this article again."

Abandon the article if there is a disagreement...

Tang Ke was a little helpless, coaxing him and said: "It's already started, can you finish reading this book? After listening to this book, you won't listen to it anymore?"

Zhu Wenzhen was still furious, but finally nodded in response.

Tang Ke pecked and kissed his forehead, and read again.

In the middle of reading, Zhu Wenzhen listened intently, his eyes suddenly lit up, his arms around Tang Ke's neck tightened, and his legs dangled excitedly on Tang Ke's.

"I see! That fat eunuch who waits on the prince is Guan Zhong!"

Tang Ke coughed, noncommittal, and gave him an extremely official answer, "This article is purely fictional. Any similarities are coincidences. Don't just substitute real people."

Zhu Wenzhen narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Tang Ke, and cupped Tang Ke's face with both hands, "It's Guan Zhong! You don't want to lie to me! Is it because Guan Zhong demolished your small house earlier that you hated him and wrote him down?" In your own article, take the opportunity to criticize him?"

Tang Ke was very helpless with Zhu Wenzhen's endless over-interpretation, took off his cold hands, put them in his arms and covered them, "I'm not as naive as you, and I won't do such boring revenge."

Zhu Wenzhen became a little unhappy, and sat up straighter, "This king is not naive! This king is obviously very mature and stable."

Tang Ke raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "Mature people don't say they are mature and stable."

Zhu Wenzhen was angry, and kicked Tang Ke's calf, but Tang Ke directly raised his hand to hold his ankle. Zhu Wenzhen struggled, but failed to break free. He used his hands and feet together, twisting in Tang Ke's arms, and the clothes that didn't fit were very tight. As soon as it was loosened, Tang Ke lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the snow-white piece in the open skirt, and his consciousness was a little out of control.

Thinking of the crimes Zhu Wenzhen suffered last time because of his loss of control and causing Zhu Wenzhen to have a fever, and thinking that Zhu Wenzhen is still weak after the fever has just passed, Tang Ke tried his best to restrain the thoughts in his heart.

Tang Ke raised his hand, straightened Zhu Wenzhen's skirt, took a blanket from behind and wrapped him into a rice dumpling, only his small head was exposed, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you still listening?"

Zhu Wenzhen listened halfway, and was curious about what to say next, so he nodded vigorously.

"Then sit down and don't move around."

As Tang Ke said, he took Zhu Wenzhen into his arms, and picked up the little book again to read.

Zhu Wenzhen leaned obediently on Tang Ke's chest this time, and carefully listened to the whole little booklet. After a long while, Fang murmured, "Guan Zhong belongs to the prince? He was assigned to me by the emperor. How can he be the prince's man? When did the prince buy him... This dog slave! How many people did the prince buy from my father's emperor, this vicious bastard, so scheming here!"

Seeing that Zhu Wenzhen's cheeks were slightly flushed with anger, Tang Ke rubbed his cheeks twice with his fingertips.

Zhu Wenzhen sat up, "I want to listen to the next volume."

Tang Ke laughed softly, "Didn't you say that you will stop listening to this book?"

Zhu Wenzhen raised his eyes and stared at Tang Ke for a while, then flipped out of his arms, and crawled to the side of the stack of small books, "It's fine if you don't want to read it, I can read it by myself."

Tang Ke shook his head helplessly, dragged him back with his arms around his waist, and wrapped him in the blanket again, "I will read to you, read to you, as long as you are willing to listen, I will read to you for three days and three nights, no problem."

Zhu Wenzhen nodded, and stretched out a hand from the blanket to gently push Tang Ke's chest, "Hurry up."

Tang Ke chuckled, took his hand from his chest, kissed his palm, stuffed it back into the blanket, then moved the stack of booklets to the low table, and read them to Zhu Wenzhen one by one.

Until the sun set and the sky was completely dark, Tang Ke finished reading the last book and looked at Zhu Wenzhen in his arms.

Zhu Wenzhen stared straight ahead, silent for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Tang Ke lowered his head and kissed him between the eyebrows.

Zhu Wenzhen raised his head slowly, "Xiao Ke, Zhu Wenqi has really been plotting rebellion since such a young age? Has he never loved his father as his biological father?"

Tang Ke nodded, "So Xiang'er doesn't need to blame himself. No matter what you do, the prince will come to this point. It's already a foregone conclusion that he harmed your father, and it has nothing to do with you."

Zhu Wenzhen's eyes turned red again when he heard the words, and the two tufts of eyelashes trembled slightly.

Seeing it in his eyes, Tang Ke couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Zhu Wenzhen's eyelashes, followed his eyebrows and eyes to the tip of his nose, and then covered the two bright red lips, developing the peck into an uncontrollable deep kiss .

Zhu Wenzhen's cheeks were hot, and his heart was beating violently. He pushed Tang Ke panting, "Xiao Ke..."

"Huh?" Tang Ke's voice was sticky.

Zhu Wenzhen looked up at him: "What are you going to do with this manuscript?"

Tang Ke didn't care to tell Zhu Wenzhen his plan in advance, so he said directly: "Of course it will be printed and sold, even if it can't be officially published in the bookstore because of the subject matter, I will go to the black market to distribute it in the form of banned books." go out."

"I want the people of the entire Jin Dynasty to see clearly what kind of wolf-hearted thing the prince of this dynasty is."