The Man Who Married a Tyrant

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

Yesterday's medicine should contain ingredients for sleeping, and He Zheng didn't hear anything all night.

He opened the bed curtain, propped himself up lazily and sat up, swayed his feet and looked around, then got up and tidied himself up.Outside, because he was too lazy to tie his hair, he still kept the so-called "male favourite" disheveled most of the time, which was nothing unacceptable to He Zheng.

When going out for dinner, Jiang Fuyang probably got scared, so he sat at He Run's table early.

He Zheng walked past their door, and gave him a fierce look: You bastard.

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

Also, still scared.

Even though he promised himself yesterday, his fear of this man was as natural as a food chain, and the thought of facing him alone made his scalp numb and his brain lack of oxygen.

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

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

Which pot does not open which pot.

How could such a hard and cold chair be good.

Fang Tianzhuo said lightly: "Not good."

Fang Tianzhuo could clearly feel the instant increase in his happiness value. Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him, saw him walk to the table and pick up the serving chopsticks, and asked again: "Hey, do you have a cold?"

Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him with a smile that was not a 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 setting it up, and stood up to make it after Fang Tianzhuo had eaten.

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

She has to wait on this guy when she is pregnant. It turns out that the emperor treats her so well. When his cousin was pregnant, her parents-in-law and her husband were all around her.

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

Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyes, picked up rice grains and put them in his mouth, completely ignoring them.

As a result, He Zheng became more and more courageous, the hands holding the public chopsticks trembled slightly, and he slowly put them between Fang Tianzhuo——

The latter stared at the fish fillet that hadn't entered his bowl after shaking for a long time, and finally got what he meant: "Sit down, and then ask someone to serve you."

He Zheng put down his serving chopsticks, and said in a mosquito-snorting voice, "Come on, man."

Fang Tianzhuo looked over coldly, He Zheng shook his hands, and reflexively pulled the stool aside to hide.

Fang Tianzhuo's feet hooked his chair, He Zheng looked at him, and his hands yanked the chair hard...it couldn't be pulled, so he dared to sit down again.

Shrunk back a little with his inflated courage, He Zheng lowered his head and ate in silence, but didn't call for him.

How old is it, you have to put it in a bowl to eat, no, the logic should be, how old you are, you have to let others call someone to serve you, you can't call yourself?God didn't give him a mouth specifically to scare people.

Fang Tianzhuo withdrew his gaze, and finally stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables. He was weird, he ate whatever was in front of him, he didn't reach far enough, and he didn't know if he didn't like to eat or was lazy.

He Zheng is more inclined to the latter.

Fang Tianzhuo kept his word, he didn't get angry with him after being bullied so much, put down his chopsticks after eating, and said to He Zheng: "It's still a day's journey from here to Yuanma Mansion, 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."

There was joy in the corners of He Zheng's eyes and brows, and he sighed slightly, "Without His Majesty by my side, I'm afraid I'll be alone and sleepless."

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

He Zheng was so happy!

Of course, he agrees with this group of people going to Yuanma Mansion to do things. After all, this time Fang Tianhua will be severely damaged, but if he is allowed to risk his life and continue to travel, he will be frightened even if he is not sure where he is going. He Zheng really didn't want to.

It's rare that Fang Tianzhuo actually began to realize that he has a little prince who is different from the past. The words of Doctor Luo yesterday are really indispensible.

He originally thought that Fang Tianzhuo would continue to take him with him, and let him sleep for nothing.

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 withdrew his gaze, squeezed the rein tightly, and suddenly whipped the horse hard, and galloped 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: "You wait first, follow the plan."

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

Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him, Jiang Fuyang immediately shut up.Talking about sticking to the plan is a damn thing.

This room, He Zheng fell asleep first, and this time he slept very soundly. When he woke up, it was already late at night. He hadn't slept enough, so he asked someone to bring some food, and continued to sleep when he was full. , and fell asleep again until the next day's sun was three poles.

In a daze, Fang Tianzhuo seemed to be sitting in front of him again, turned around to see that there was no one around him, he kicked his legs, twisted his hips and stretched comfortably, lay on the bed for a while, packed up and walked out to eat.

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

He actually wants to go out for a stroll, after all Fang Tianzhuo is gone now, he can let go for a while, maybe he can go to the brothel to see girls, not necessarily sleeping, it's good to feast his eyes.Of course, the main thing is curiosity, just like he wondered what the bar was like when he was a teenager.

But when he thought that this place was close to Fang Tianhua's territory, he dared not go out again.

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 to protect him were far less than his fingers.

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

After eating the burritos, He Zheng went back to the house to carve mahjong in a depressed mood. Thinking back to the arrow drawn by Fang Tian during the meal last time, he dared not even open the window for fear that his head would be stolen in Fang Tianzhuo's absence. up.

He Zheng was bored upstairs and didn't dare to go out for two whole days. He almost finished mahjong, and sat on the floor thinking about Fang Tianzhuo when he was tired.

Along the way, although Fang Tianzhuo's verbal title has changed, his grandeur as the emperor has not diminished at all. He said that he was covering up his whereabouts, but in fact he was deliberately trying to scare the snake, and he didn't know what strategy he was using.

As long as Fang Tianhua is not stupid, he must have sent someone to watch him a long time ago. In this way, the fact that Fang Tianzhuo left him alone must have reached his ears. He Zheng seriously suspected that his head had been framed On the butcher knife.

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

Tonight, Fang Tianzhuo has been away for two days and two nights, and he doesn’t leave the gate, Fang Tianhua may not be easy to start, but if Fang Tianzhuo has already led someone to steal his hometown at a high speed, Fang Tianzhuo Painting is absolutely insane.

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

He Zheng thought that if Fang Tianhua came to kill him while he was staying in the inn, he would use three methods: assassination, assault, and fire. He asked Jiang Xian to be careful and investigate, and at the same time asked someone to prepare water and towels in the room.

He didn't really have a plan for doing these things, and he was a little embarrassed by the puzzled eyes of the guards. After doing all this, he quietly retreated to the room, thinking that it was all for himself to find a sense of security.

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

The first half of the night was uneventful.

After the third watch, He Zheng suddenly heard a sound, and he got up in a jerk, only to hear a heavy crash coming from outside the window.Arrows with flaming arrows shot from nowhere, hitting all around his room, the window paper was instantly swallowed, and a wave of heat enveloped him.

"Master! Master!"

Where did He Zheng want him to shout, he had already rushed out in two steps, and there were already shouts from the rebels downstairs, He Zheng heard someone shouting: "Whoever can catch Fang Huang's heart, Yin Wang will reward you with a thousand taels! "

"He's inside! Go!"

The sword clanged at the bottom of the stairs, people outside couldn't get in, and people inside couldn't get out for a while, Shunyi scared his legs weak, He Zheng tried to calm down, covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel, and said: "Let's go down first. "

If you don't go down, it won't work, the rocket is still shooting, and it's coming later.

A man wearing a black veil suddenly jumped in from a window on one side, stabbing He Zheng straight with a long sword. Amidst the murderous aura, the other's black veil was lifted by the wind, revealing a very familiar face.

"Brother..." He Zheng almost forgot to breathe in shock.

"Chong-"

Another sword stabbed towards him suddenly, and the two swords collided and staggered to make a piercing sound. The man in black gauze narrowed his pupils slightly, missed the blow, and immediately retracted his sword and fled.

He Zheng stood there blankly, only to realize that Fang Tianzhuo was staring at him.

"Your Majesty!" He Zheng was overjoyed, his uneasy heart since last night suddenly calmed down, Fang Tianzhuo bent down and grabbed his waist, saying: "Hold me tight."

He Zheng's feet were hanging in the air, and he groaned uneasily, but he frowned and hugged him again, so he stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around his neck, and the man hugged him and jumped down, not forgetting to remind: "Close your eyes. "

With the wind blowing by his ears, He Zheng closed his eyes, only to hear the collision of blades, the rebels and the guards were fighting together, Fang Tianzhuo was not in the mood to fight, he swung his sword to overthrow the rebels, and holding He Zheng with one hand, he slammed Kick off, and go straight to the roof.

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

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

In a trance, I felt that I had really become the tip of his heart.

He Zheng hooked his neck, relying on being carried a little higher than him, suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

Fang Tianzhuo: "!"

With a suffocation in the inner breath, the lightness kung fu was broken, and the elegant figure suddenly sank, like a wild goose shot by an arrow, plummeting straight down.