His Royal Highness's Favorite: The Queen's Road

Chapter 236 Dinner With Long Live Lord? (4)

Jing Ze glanced at Bai Haoxuan, then looked at everyone: "Do you think he can catch zombies or bugs?"

Everyone bowed their heads.

The small dark room fell into a chilly silence.

Anthony took out a manuscript from the table, "I've read a few pages of "His Woman", and I think it's pretty good, but..."

A responsible editor named Gao Yu went on to say: "This is an article I received a while ago. It's a newcomer's work. The writing is not good, but the story is not bad."

Jing Ze calmed down, "Tell me."

"The story tells that a woman suspects that her fiancé has a woman outside and has been away many nights. She grits her teeth with hatred, so she plans to murder him on Christmas Eve.

"During the premeditated murder, she was extra gentle and considerate to him, and she was more enthusiastic in bed than before...

"This is the whole point of the book, the whole process of the heroine's premeditated murder, the dark and desperate psychological description is wonderful.

"However, on Christmas Eve, her fiancé suddenly took out the ring and said that he had been depressed a while ago, so he did something wrong. He thought she would never love him again, but then he found out that she had changed back to the way she used to be. The way he was in love was so cute and gentle, he felt very happy, and hoped that she would marry him and become his woman.

"After hearing his apology, she burst into tears, put the murder plan behind her, and agreed to his marriage proposal."

After the story outline is finished.

Gao Yu looked at the silent Jingze.

Then he said: "The layout of the article is very reasonable. At the beginning of the article, I wrote about how to premeditate murder, and dropped a time bomb."

Jing Ze didn't seem to intend to study this work any more.

The editors looked at each other and discussed in low voices.

"Female thriller writers are still relatively rare."

"Queen of psychological suspense, this is a good gimmick."

soon.

Everyone gradually stopped discussing and found that the boss seemed absent-minded.

Jing Ze's gaze fell on the small figure beside him.

Xi Ji saw the man beside her staring at her out of the corner of her eye, she held up her chopsticks in a daze, and slowly turned her head to look at him.

His Highness's face was icy cold.

She straightened her shoulders in fright, and when she leaned back, her head buzzed and hurt. She just drank a large glass of red wine, and her stamina came up. She pressed her palms to her forehead, her throat was burning, and her eyes were red, swollen and blurred.

He frowned slightly.

She said she wanted to eat dumplings, but she only ate two.

"come over."

He raised his hand to take out two tissues, gently wiped off the oil on her lips, and looked down at her, "It's like a cat, it's not serious to eat a meal."

"...It's serious, I'm serious, I'm not serious."

You are the one who is not serious.

You are in court, Lord Long Live, don't be like this...

The concubine does not want to participate in the government.

Faint Lord!

Her face flushed red, and the spirit of alcohol became stronger, so she couldn't help but dodge to the side.

Jing Ze could smell the alcohol on her breath.

He glanced at the empty glass on the table out of the corner of his eye, and stared at her face again.

"Did you drink my wine?" he asked.

She buried her head deeply, "Drink a little... oh, a glass."

He remembered the scene after she was drunk last time in PUB.

Wrapping him, touching him, crawling on him, hugging him in various positions...

Staring at her sakura-like face, those pictures appeared in his mind, he suddenly averted his eyes, and turned his head away from her.

She noticed that his face slowly crept up a trace...

What expression is that?
She moved aside and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?"

The next action scared her out of her wits——

Jing Ze got up slowly, came to her body, crossed her body with one arm, and pressed his palm on the armrest of the chair beside her.

With his back to the person, he leaned down.

There was a bitter chill in her voice, and her lips pressed against her ears: "Crown Princess, don't drink in front of men, I don't like it, remember?"

"..."

She was scared to death by him.

(End of this chapter)