The Man Who Married a Tyrant

The snow-white calf was exposed and swollen several times compared to the normal. Fang Tianzhuo’s gloomy face did not improve: “Somebody, prepare hot water.”

While waiting for the hot water, he stared at He Zheng with a straight face. The latter’s eyes were indecisive, and his heart was faint. Even if he liked Fang Tianzhuo, He Zheng still felt afraid as long as the other party was angry.

Hot water was quickly delivered, and a beautiful little maid-in-waiting came to try the water temperature and whispered, “The empress should try the water temperature, and if it is alright for you, the handmaiden will massage your feet.”

He Zheng, however, took his foot away and said deliberately, “Your Majesty doesn’t like people touching me. I don’t want you to touch me.”

Fang Tianzhuo frowned, and He Zheng glanced at him. He was scared by his face and retracted his sight. The man restrained his voice and said, “How would you do it?”

He Zheng has a heart, but he doesn’t have the courage. “I, I will just soak it.”

Fang Tianzhuo’s face softened slightly. He Zheng moved over and put his feet in the water, and the hot water gradually eased some fatigue. But he couldn’t breathe and secretly went to see Fang Tianzhuo. The latter looked as usual, and he couldn’t see any traces of anger. He suddenly became courageous: “I don’t know if it is because the little prince is too heavy. My legs are sore and painful. If only my brother could help me press it, he could do anything.”

“It’s a pity that Your Majesty doesn’t allow my brother to touch me.” He Zheng was angry again and said with a pursed mouth: “Otherwise, it will relieve some of the sadness.”

Fang Tianzhuo was silent for a moment and said, “Everybody stand down.”

He Zheng rolled his eyes around, and the servant quickly saluted. Suddenly, his feet were held by one hand. Looking down, Fang Tianzhuo had squatted down, his robe was scattered on one side, and the man looked cold, but his powerful fingers were always strong, holding the acupuncture points on his soles.

He Zheng suddenly raised his other foot and splashed Fang Tianzhuo with water. The latter raised his eyes. He Zheng twisted his face for a second and then turned back. He was unconfident and felt somewhat guilty: “I just had a cramp.”

Fang Tianzhuo continued to press his leg without saying a word. After a while, He Zheng slapped the water with his foot again, and he didn’t grasp the strength well, splashing his face.

The latter closed his eyes and slowly opened them. He Zheng lowered his head and hung his eyes, pretending to be deaf and dumb. Fang Tianzhuo wiped his face with his sleeve and said, “If you make trouble again, I will punish you for one year.”

He Zheng stopped making trouble.

Fang Tianzhuo’s technique is good. He Zheng dried his feet and lay on the bed. He was a little sleepy. Fang Tianzhuo took off his coat, went to bed, and habitually came to hug him, but he pushed him away. He Zheng struggled to turn over and face inside, but his body still surrounded him: “Are you angry with me?”

Of course, he is angry. Fang Tianzhuo’s practice today is not only disrespecting him but also disrespecting his brother. What does he think of his brother and himself?

He Zheng closed his eyes, twisted his waist and struggled, pushing him with his elbow, but Fang Tianzhuo held on: “You are grounded.”

He Zheng frowned and held back for a while, then suddenly turned around, panting and said, “I’ll go and apologize to my brother tomorrow.”

“Don’t.”

“I told him today to go tomorrow!”

“I don’t agree.”

He Zheng’s eyes widened, and he said angrily, “If you don’t agree, I won’t like you anymore! ”

Fang Tianzhuo hugged him tightly and said, “You must be obedient.”

He Zheng’s mouth was pursed: “I don’t. I’m going out to find my brother. You can’t do this to me.”

“I am good enough for you, don’t be unreasonable.”

“You are unreasonable. Today, at the Mid-Autumn Festival, my brother came to have a reunion dinner with me, but he didn’t get it at all, and you were angry with him. You ordered him to leave. What did you take me for?”

“You are my empress.”

“Who wants to be your empress? This empress can be someone else. Anyway, I quit! Don’t let others call me empress again! ”

Fang Tianzhuo closed his mouth but also closed his eyes. He doesn’t want to quarrel with him. In his view, He Zheng’s words are completely meaningless. He has already passed on the imperial edict. Even if the ceremony has not been held, He Zheng is the empress, and she can’t quit.

He Zheng knew it, but he couldn’t help it. He was angry: “Did you hear that? I quit. I want to be someone other than your empress! Don’t hug me, either! ”

Fang Tianzhuo wrapped his arms around his waist. He Zheng removed it from him.

The man frowned but still didn’t open his eyes. He just turned over and turned his back, still not arguing with him.

He Zheng also turned his back. He closed his eyes for three seconds and then began to pull the quilt hard. Fang Tianzhuo grabbed it with one hand, and He Zheng was so tired that he was panting. He kicks his thigh with one foot.

The quilt was robbed, and Fang Tianzhuo suddenly sat up.

Aware of his anger, He Zheng rolled his eyes and didn’t even dare to look back at him. He put his arm against the quilt and hid his head and face.

Fang Tianzhuo suspects that he has studied the art of war: the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I chase, the enemy is stationed and harassed, and the enemy is tired, and I fight.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, gave up the quilt and lay down again.

Aware of the quiet around him, He Zheng was slightly relieved.

Fang Tianzhuo is breathing smoothly, but He Zheng still can’t sleep. It’s not over. How can he let it go?

He turned around again, silently watching for a while, inhaling and exhaling, and after repeating several times, suddenly:

“Ah ah-”

One foot on the wall behind him, his body straight, his shoulders jerked forward, knocking Fang Tianzhuo off the bed.