Lord, I will write novels to support you

Zhu Wenzhen opened his eyes wide and looked at Tang Ke, his red lips fluttered twice, and his thinking became a little sluggish, "I... my father... what did he say to you?"

Tang Ke stared closely at the eyes of the man in his arms: "It doesn't matter what he said, I want to hear it from you."

Zhu Wenzhen's face was burning hot from Tang Ke's stare. He dodged his eyes and dared not meet him. He raised his hand softly on his shoulder, and turned his face away, "What do you want me to say..."

Tang Ke raised his hand and squeezed his jaw to turn his face back, "How long are you going to lie to me?"

Zhu Wenzhen frowned slightly, a little unhappy, "This king never intended to lie to you. This king gave you a chance, but you didn't want to see me."

Tang Ke thought of Zhu Wenzhen's eagerness to connect himself and King Jing again and again before, so he laughed, and kissed Zhu Wenzhen's lips lightly, "Well, I am stupid, I have eyes but don't know Taishan, my lord forgive me."

Zhu Wenzhen wrapped his arms around Tang Ke's neck, frowned and smiled, and tapped Tang Ke's lips, "Forget it, I will spare you."

Tang Ke also laughed, raised his arms around Zhu Wenzhen's waist and hugged him on his lap. Zhu Wenzhen sat on Tang Ke's lap facing each other, supporting his chest, a little flustered.

Tang Ke asked him: "You introduced me to Qifeng Bookstore? Did you go to the palace to quarrel with your father because of me?"

Zhu Wenzhen was a little dissatisfied with Tang Ke's wording, "This king will not quarrel with his father, this king is just fighting with reason."

Tang Ke smiled, "My lord, thank you for doing so much for me."

His voice is deep and his eyes are sincere

Zhu Wenzhen stared at Tang Ke for a while, raised his arms around his neck, frowned, full of grievances, "I have done so much for you, but you still don't want me..."

Tang Ke felt a little distressed. He wrapped his arms around Zhu Wenzhen's waist and raised his hand to lightly touch his cheek. "I didn't want you. I was afraid that you didn't know what you wanted. You were just deceived by my lies."

Zhu Wenzhen didn't even want to answer: "But this king just wants you."

Tang Ke laughed, Xiang'er has always dared to love and hate, and the one who was timid and stopped was always Tang Ke himself, "Well, I know, I will never let go again."

Thinking of all the things before, and now that the person in front of him is replaced by King Jing, Tang Ke laughed, feeling very helpless. He was forced to read the lines that he liked about King Jing, and then forced him to act. Own……

"You first approached me because I said I like you? Are you curious to see what your admirer looks like?"

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head: "You dare to make arrangements for the king and the prince, and then the king naturally only wanted to get rid of you." After speaking, he raised his palm and gestured across his neck.

The corners of Tang Ke's lips rose even more, and he took off Zhu Wenzhen's gesticulating hand, and held it in his palm, "In order to get rid of me, you came all the way to seduce me, and then sacrificed yourself? Your lord, this hurts the enemy!" The tactic of self-defeating eight hundred is really epic."

Zhu Wenzhen stretched out his hand to gently stroke Tang Ke's front, and looked up at him, "When did this king seduce you?"

Tang Ke held his wrist, "I'm seducing now."

Zhu Wenzhen tilted his head slightly to look at him, "Xiao Ke, tell me, when did you take the bait and was seduced by me?"

Tang Ke stared at Zhu Wenzhen's black and white eyes for a moment, "Since you first appeared at my small book stand."

Tang Ke tossed Zhu Wenzhen all the way from the carriage to the bed, and didn't rest until the moon was high.

Zhu Wenzhen was in pain all over, and he was still not used to Tang Ke's beastly behavior on the bed after all these days, and he began to sulk again while lying in his arms.

Tang Ke lowered his head, staring at the bluish-gray shadow cast by his two tufts of wet eyelashes on his fair cheek, feeling as if in a dream, everything was so unreal.

Originally thought that Xiang'er was just the illegitimate son of a certain prince and nobleman, Tang Ke was already very afraid, but he didn't expect his real identity to be much more powerful than he had guessed.

The character he puts in the novel is the one he loves who is always by his side... It's so magical.

Thinking of the embellished episodes that he specially tailored for Boss Geng when the two first met, Tang Ke's spine shuddered, and he became afraid. He was really lucky at that time, and he was not directly killed by this wayward little prince...

Thinking about it, Tang Ke always felt a bit misplaced. How could the high-ranking Prince Jing be the childish and capricious person in front of him who he couldn't let go of anyway?

How did his nonsense character design for the sake of novel sales become real?

The person he likes is actually Prince Jing?

Tang Ke always thought that as long as he earned enough money, he could support Xiang'er, but now that he wanted to plan for the future of the two, what Tang Ke needed to do was far more than just making money.

Tang Ke didn't read the original text of the novel he passed through, but just skimmed it very roughly. He didn't remember that there was such a person as Geng Chunhuai, the steward of Luming Villa.

But Tang Ke is clear about the ending of Jing Wang Zhu Wenzhen, one of the male protagonists.

In the original text, King Jing was imprisoned in the Hall of Mental Cultivation after the crown prince ascended the throne. He could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide...

But there is no such thing as the Zhangjia teahouse in the original text. Although the emperor always guarded against the prince, he did not punish the prince until he died of illness.

Now that the prince has been exposed in advance, Tang Ke has also given the emperor the list of the most secret hidden threads of the prince, assassinating the eldest son of the emperor, forming a party for personal gain, manipulating the emperor's secret service agencies and army... The abolition of the prince is a certainty.

During this period of time, he only needs to guard Xiang'er, fully assist the emperor's people in investigating the case of the prince, and then wait for the turmoil to pass.

Taking ten thousand steps back, if the emperor cared about the relationship between father and son and finally left the prince softly, Tang Ke would not mind picking up his old job as an assassin and killing the prince himself to ensure Xiang'er's safety.

In any case, he would never let the prince touch his Xiang'er.

Zhu Wenzhen was sullen for a long time and didn't wait for Tang Ke to coax him. He couldn't help turning his head to look at him, and found that Tang Ke's face was not right, "Xiao Ke is thinking about what is so preoccupied?"

Tang Ke withdrew his chaotic thoughts, glanced at Zhu Wenzhen, and suddenly wanted to tease him, "I miss the prince."

Zhu Wenzhen was really annoyed, and forced himself to sit up, squeezed Tang Ke's cheeks with his palms, "You mustn't miss him!"

Tang Ke let him squeeze, "Maybe you miss him in bed, but don't let me think about him?"

Zhu Wenzhen glared at him, "I say no, I just don't."

Tang Ke kissed him on the head, "The so-called doorman who went to the tea room of Xifeng Bookstore to find you before is the prince? He often pesters you like that? How is your relationship with him?"

Seeing him getting worse, Zhu Wenzhen's eyes turned red with anger, "Why are you still mentioning him, what is the relationship between my king and him, don't worry about it!"

Tang Ke smiled: "My lord likes my article so much. In order to write a good story for my lord, it's okay for me to find some material from real life?"

Zhu Wenzhen thought for a while, looked at Tang Ke, and said seriously: "Xiao Ke, I don't want to read the story of the prince and the prince anymore. This king wants to read the story of the prince and the assassin. You can write it for me."

"Okay," Tang Ke raised the corners of his lips, "I'll write a story about you and the assassin for the prince."

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head, "I don't want extra stories, I want to write in the text, the prince saw the true face of the prince, he didn't like him anymore, and found that the assassin was his true love, so he accepted the assassin as the princess, and the two spent a peaceful and beautiful life together." For the rest of my life."

Tang Ke laughed, "Come, come, I'll give you the pen, and you can write."

The next day, Zhu Wenzhen took a pen and paper and began to write next to Tang Ke.

Fearing that Zhu Wenzhen would be cold, Tang Ke set up a small desk on the kang bed to write updates.

Zhu Wenzhen lay next to him, resting his head on his lap, holding the pen and paper high in the air, vowing that he would write "The Merry Assassin, The Beautiful Prince", which was longer than Tang Ke's essay.

Tang Ke picked up the pen, glanced at him, saw that most of the day had passed, the paper was still blank, and the ink was all on Zhu Wenzhen's face, and shook his head.

When there were only Tang Ke and Zhu Wenzhen in the house, Zhu Wenzhen was not willing to wear the clothes of his confining princes. He liked Tang Ke's coarse clothes and changed them all day long.

Tang Ke's clothes were a few sizes larger than his figure. Zhu Wenzhen's clothes were extremely ill-fitting. The top was worn like a long gown, and the neckline was open, revealing a section of thin white neck and collarbone. It is exposed outside, like a broken lotus root, white and tender.

Although the kang bed was warm, it couldn't hold Zhu Wenzhen half-uncovered like this. Tang Ke reached out and touched his exposed neck and arms. His palm was cold, and he turned around helplessly and brought the blanket and the stove for him to hug.

Zhu Wenzhen sat up holding the hand stove, slapped the white paper and brush in his hand on the table, frowned and said angrily, "Why is it so difficult to write?!"

Tang Ke hugged him to his lap, "If it's difficult to write, I won't write it. What do you want to see, I'll write it for you?"

Zhu Wenzhen thought for a while, then turned his head and hooked Tang Ke's neck, "Xiao Ke, let me help you change the score and script, okay?"

Tang Ke was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "You are a majestic prince, if you change the score for me and spread the word, your father must chop off my head?"

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head, "Just don't let my father know. I will take a pseudonym like you. If your name is Xiao Ke, then I will be Xiao Ke's man."

Tang Ke: "..."

Can this pen name be exposed more clearly?Do you really think the emperor is stupid?