My attacks don't follow the script/Is the car running today? (NP)

Chapter 1

My profession is as a writer of NPC novels. I can get into the novels and drive various cars and play various games with all kinds of men. This time, I entered an ancient style of Danmei.

　　According to the setting, I will have six old attackers, and I will perform various dramas such as forced love and Shura field with them. However, none of them follow the script!

　　Now, I am standing in the Imperial Study Room. In front of me is my Gong Yi. He is the emperor of Da Chu. He was about forty years old, but he looked very young, as if he was only thirty years old. He has deep facial features and is a very handsome uncle. I am his favorite minister. I want to share the emperor's worries and untie the emperor's dragon robe. Worry about the emperor's worries and think about what the emperor thinks. At this time, it was late at night, and I should be pressed down on the desk by him, letting him do whatever he wanted, coming in and out.

　　However, he concentrated on looking at the book and refused to even look at me. I could only stand in front of his desk and wait for him to speak.

　　I waited for a long time until he read the excerpt before he spoke: "Xu Qing, how do you think the floods in Jiangbei will be dealt with?"

　　"In reply to Your Majesty, I think the people will treat the king like the water treats the boat. We can only appease him. Only by being good to the people can we solve the problem of refugees. We must send imperial envoys to deal with the floods in Jiangbei to show your majesty's benevolence." I still gave the emperor serious advice.

　　"What Aiqing said is absolutely true. Then who do you think is the best candidate to go to Jiangbei?" The emperor looked at me with a pleasant look.

　　"Qin Tingying would be good." I gave the candidate. Qin Tingying is also one of my back attackers, but he is my mortal enemy, and I want to punish him now.

　　"Well, not bad." The emperor nodded with satisfaction.

　　I looked at him longingly, hoping that he would divert his attention from political affairs and become interested in me.

　　He yawned, and I was about to step forward and undress him. He waved his hand and ordered his personal eunuch to take me back to the house, and also told me to be careful on the road.

　　Alas, boring...