The Man Who Married a Tyrant

The next day, He Zheng opened his eyes, first opened the bed and looked out, Fang Tianzhuo was no longer in the chair.

Yesterday's medicine should contain ingredients for restful sleep, but He Zheng didn't hear any movement all night.

He pulled away the bed curtain, sat up lazily, swayed his feet and looked around, then got up and cleaned himself up. Outside, because he was too lazy to tie his hair, most of the time he kept the so-called "male favorite" disheveled, which was not unacceptable to He Zheng.

Jiang Fuyang was probably frightened when he went out to eat, so he sat down at He Run's table early.

He Zheng walked past their door and gave him a fierce look: cowardly.

Then he walked to a foot in front of His Majesty's box door, and stopped silently.

Also, still scared.

Even though he promised himself yesterday, his fear of this man is as natural as a food chain, and the thought of facing him alone makes his scalp numb and his brain hypoxia.

"Come in." Fang Tianzhuo noticed it as soon as he arrived, and waited patiently for a while, but he was still grumbling, and finally he couldn't help but speak.

He Zheng strode in, and the pretending to be relaxed Fang Tianzhuo smiled: "Your Majesty, I wonder if you slept well last night?"

Which pot is not opened to mention which pot.

How could a hard and cool chair be any good.

Fang Tianzhuo said lightly: "Not good."

He could obviously feel his instant rise in happiness, Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him, saw him walking to the table and picked up the chopsticks, and asked again, "Hey, do you have a cold?"

Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him with a half-smile, "Never."

He Zheng's face was obviously disappointed, and he silently began to prepare vegetables for him.

This time, he didn't play tricks on the food, he sat down to eat after finishing it, and waited for Fang Tianzhuo to eat before standing up to cook again.

After waiting for a while, He Zheng suddenly became unbalanced again. He rubbed his belly, which was normal, and sighed.

I have to serve this guy when I am pregnant. It turns out that the emperor treats him so well. When his cousin is pregnant, her in-laws and husbands are all around her.

He Zheng glanced at Fang Tianzhuo, who was speechless, rubbed his waist again, and sighed again.

Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyes, picked up the rice grain and put it in his mouth, completely ignoring it.

He Zheng became more and more courageous, his hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and he slowly gave Fang Tianzhuo—

The latter stared at the fish fillet that had been shaking for a long time and didn't go into his bowl, and finally got what he meant: "Sit down, and then ask someone to serve it."

He Zheng put down the chopsticks and said in a mosquito humming voice, "Come~ people."

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him coldly, He Zheng shook his hands and pulled the stool to the side in a conditioned reflex.

Fang Tianzhuo's feet hooked on his chair, He Zheng looked at him, his subordinates pulled the chair hard... unable to pull it, so he sat down again.

The swollen courage shrank back a little in fright, and He Zheng lowered his head and ate silently, but didn't call him anyone.

How old are you, you have to put them in a bowl before you eat, no, the logic should be that when you are old, you have to ask others to serve you, but you can't do it yourself? God gave him a mouth not to scare people.

Fang Tianzhuo retracted his gaze, and finally stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables himself. He was weird. He could eat whatever he saw in front of him.

He Zheng prefers the latter.

Fang Tianzhuo said nothing, he didn't get angry with him even after being bullied by him like this, he put down his chopsticks after eating, and he said to He Zheng: "It's still a day's journey from here to the original Mafu, you are inconvenient, so you can rest on the spot. , I will send someone to protect you."

He Zheng was overjoyed: "Your Majesty isn't there either?"

Fang Tianzhuo was depressed: "Not here."

He Zheng's eyes and brows were full of joy, and he sighed slightly, "Without His Majesty by my side, I'm afraid I'll be unable to sleep alone."

Fang Tianzhuo gave him a cold look, got up and left the table.

He Zheng is so happy!

Of course, he agreed with both hands and feet when these people went to the original Mafu. After all, this time, Fang Tianhua would be severely damaged, but if he was allowed to risk his life and continue to bump, he would have to be frightened again if he went to the place. He Zheng was really unwilling in his heart.

It is rare, Fang Tianzhuo actually began to realize that he has a little prince who is different from the past. Yesterday's words from Imperial Physician Luo really contributed.

He originally thought that Fang Tianzhuo would continue to take him and sleep with him.

He Zheng stood upstairs excitedly watching Fang Tianzhuo's car leave. The man on the horse suddenly raised his head and looked straight at him.

He Zheng immediately showed a heartbroken expression hypocritically.

Fang Tianzhuo: "…"

He retracted his gaze, tightened the reins, and suddenly slammed the horse fiercely, galloping away.

He Zheng felt liberated.

However, Jiang Fuyang was a little out of breath. Several people followed Fang Tianzhuo's figure and walked to the outskirts of the city. The man suddenly stopped: "Wait, go ahead and follow the plan."

Jiang Fuyang hurriedly said: "Then you..."

Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him, and Jiang Fuyang immediately shut up. It's a **** thing to talk about going according to plan.

He Zheng first slept in this room, and he slept very sweetly this time. When he woke up, it was already a big night. He hadn't slept enough, so he called someone to bring some food, and continued to sleep when he was full. , and all of a sudden slept until the next day's three poles in the sun.

In a trance, Fang Tianzhuo seemed to be sitting in front of him again, but when he turned over to see that there was no one around him, he kicked his legs, twisted his hips and stretched out a comfortable slack. After lying in bed for a while, he packed up and walked out to eat.

After eating, He Zheng's liberation mood was also discounted.

He actually wanted to go out for a walk. After all, Fang Tianzhuo was gone now, so he could let go for a while, or maybe he could go to the brothel to see the girl. The main thing, of course, is curiosity, like he was curious about what a bar was like when he was a teenager.

But when he thought that this place was close to Fang Tianhua's site, he didn't dare to go out.

Although he hated Fang Tianzhuo, he had to admit that he was the only one who could give him a sense of security in the matter of Fang Tianhua. The people he left behind to protect him were far less than his fingertips.

After all, Fang Tianzhuo's martial arts are the best in the world.

He Zheng finished eating the burrito, and went back to the house to carve mahjong in a depressed mood. He recalled the arrow drawn by Fang Tian during dinner last time, and he didn't even dare to open the window, lest his head be stolen when Fang Tianzhuo was away. .

He Zheng was bored upstairs for two days and didn't dare to go out. The mahjong was almost burnt out by him. When he was tired, he sat on the ground thinking about Fang Tianzhuo.

This way, although Fang Tianzhuo's verbal name has changed, his style of being the emperor has not diminished at all. He said he was covering up his whereabouts, but in fact he was deliberately trying to startle the snake, and he didn't know what he was doing.

As long as Fang Tianhua was not stupid, he would have sent someone to watch him long ago. In this way, Fang Tianzhuo's story of leaving him alone would definitely reach his ears, and He Zheng seriously doubted that his head had been framed. On the butcher's knife.

He got up and went to the table to practice calligraphy and meditate.

Fang Tianzhuo has been gone for two days and two nights tonight, and he has not stepped out of the gate, Fang Tianhua may not be able to start, but if Fang Tianzhuo has already taken someone to steal his hometown at a high speed, Fang Tian Painting is absolutely maddening.

He Zheng always vaguely felt that something was going to happen. He called Jiang Xian over and asked him to be careful around the inn and investigate carefully. Although Jiang Xian was surprised by his seriousness and rare seriousness, he still nodded immediately when he thought of his so-called "unpredictable prophet" ability.

He Zheng thought, staying in the inn, if Fang Tianhua came to kill him, it would be nothing more than three methods: assassination, strong attack, and burning. He asked Jiang Xian to be on guard against detection, and at the same time, he had people prepare water and towels in the room.

In fact, he didn't know much about doing these things, and he was a little embarrassed by the puzzled eyes of the guards. After doing all this, he silently returned to the room, thinking that it was all to find a sense of security for himself.

However, the group of people left by Fang Tianzhuo are well-trained, even if they don't understand why, as long as they are instructed, they still do it honestly.

The first half of the night was calm.

After the third watch, He Zheng suddenly heard a sound. He jumped up and heard a heavy crash outside the window. Arrows with flames shot from out of nowhere and hit all around his room. The window paper was instantly swallowed up, and a wave of heat enveloped him.

"Master! Master!"

Where does He Zheng want him to scream, he has already rushed out in two steps, and there are already rebels clamoring downstairs, He Zheng heard someone shouting: "Whoever can catch Fang Huang's heart, the hidden king will reward thousands of taels! "

"He's in there! Go ahead!"

The swords were clanging at the bottom of the stairs. People outside couldn't get in, and people inside couldn't get out for a while. Shunyi was so frightened that his legs became weak. He Zheng forced himself to calm down, covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel, and said, "Let's go down first. "

No, no, no, no, the rocket is still shooting, it's behind it.

A man wearing a black veil suddenly jumped in from the window on one side, and a long sword stabbed straight at He Zheng. In the murderous awe, the black veil of the other party was lifted by the wind, and a very familiar face was revealed.

"Brother..." He Zheng was so shocked that he almost forgot to breathe.

"Clang-"

Another sword stabbed sharply, and the two swords collided with each other to make a harsh sound.

He Zheng stood there dumbfounded, only to find Fang Tianzhuo staring at him.

"Your Majesty!" He Zheng was overjoyed, and the restless heart that had been on him since last night suddenly calmed down, Fang Tianzhuo bent over and hooked his waist, saying, "Hold me tight."

With his feet hanging in the air, He Zheng groaned uncomfortably, and was hugged by him frowning again, so he had to stretch out his hands to hook him around his neck, and the man jumped down directly holding him, not forgetting to remind: "Close your eyes. "

The wind whistled in his ears, He Zheng closed his eyes, and only heard the collision of the blades, the rebels and the guards were fighting together, Fang Tianzhuo did not want to fight, he turned the rebels over with his sword, and held He Zheng with one hand and slammed it. Pedaling, jumped directly to the roof.

Someone in the rebel army saw it sharply, and immediately shouted: "Fang Huang ran away with his sharp heart! Chase!"

The wind whistled and sent these words to He Zheng's ears. His head was dizzy, and he subconsciously opened his eyes to look at Fang Tianzhuo, and the illusion became more and more serious.

In a trance, he felt that he had really become the apex of his heart.

He Zheng hooked his neck, relied on being held a little higher than him, and suddenly leaned in and kissed his forehead.

Fang Tianzhuo: "!"

After suffocating inwardly, the light effort was interrupted, and the elegant figure suddenly sank, like a geese shot by an arrow, and fell straight down.

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Zheng Zheng: Kneel down and admit your mistake orz

Fang Huang: …

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