The Man Who Married a Tyrant

This question was too sudden, and after He Zheng was stunned for a while, his heart throbbed again.

He didn't dare to think about that episode at all. As long as he thought about it, his abdomen felt a pain like a knife cut. This kind of pain was real, just like he had experienced it. He seemed to feel the cells when the abdomen was cut open. Every inch was torn apart, and the intense pain eventually constituted a terrifying pain, as well as the horror of the scalp tingling when the hand peeled off the skin and reached into the abdominal cavity to grope.

He held on to his stomach, his face turned pale, and he barely stood still after throwing the terrifying scene out.

Fang Tianzhuo's brow wrinkled in his series of reactions, He Zheng turned his head and said nothing.

Who knows if Fang Tianzhuo can't think of another way to kill, so he came here to learn. He has neither cheated nor rebelled now. If he really wants to die at that time, maybe it won't be so miserable, but if he says that, if he inspires Fang Tianzhuo, what should he do again just like that?

Fang Tianzhuo took a small step forward, forcing him to breathe, "Look at me, tell me."

He Zheng had no way to retreat, no way to hide, and suddenly glared back fiercely, but the moment he touched Fang Tianzhuo's eyes, he avoided it by conditioned reflex.

He was extremely angry in his heart, but... Fang Tianzhuo was really scary, he didn't have the courage to look at him at all, he was so angry!

Fang Tianzhuo's chest was also blocked, and the threatening words in his mind turned around a few times, but he finally softened his tone: "You have saved He Qing's life, if you tell me this, maybe you can Avoid."

He Zheng clenched his fingers, his chest heaving in anger.

"He Zheng." Fang Tianzhuo's patience was almost exhausted. If He Zheng contradicted him directly, the matter would be resolved easily, but the problem was that the other party shivered first after the collision, like a courageous animal. The little animal that stretched out its claws to test his bottom line, gave him a casual look, and he would cry in horror.

He felt that he had met the most troublesome person in his life, neither beating nor scolding, dragging him out and slashing, and even looking at him was a heinous crime.

He exhaled, suppressed the surging anger again, stretched out his hand to hook his cheek, turned around, and said, "Tell me."

Even if the tone is gentle, it is also the command of the king.

He didn't want to give He Zheng another chance to escape.

He Zheng finally gave a reaction.

He raised his eyelashes, his eyes were red, and he pursed his mouth tightly: "You, you killed me... You, life, life... cut me off..."

Tears welled up, He Zheng couldn't say a complete word in his frown that was getting tighter and tighter. He pinched himself hard, forcing himself to stand firm, not daring to look at him, his tone was calm with forcible restraint : "You also cut off my legs and stepped on my...arms, can you imagine? I am like a frog that was opened, and you are the murderous butcher!"

"No, you are a devil, great devil!"

At the end, his legs were weak, he pushed Fang Tianzhuo away with all his strength, ran back to the room in a rush, closed the door and slumped inside.

He was breathing heavily, his face pale and shaking.

He listened carefully, it was very quiet around him, Fang Tianzhuo did not follow, he was alert for a while, got up exhausted and threw himself on the bed.

What is Fang Tianzhuo thinking now?

Maybe he already had this idea, and he was stunned at how miraculous he was as a prophet, and then he should have thought that he had to kill himself in another way, otherwise he would really say that he would lose face as an emperor.

He Zheng hugged the quilt and buried his face in it, his head was aching, and he wanted to sleep but didn't dare to sleep. Although it seems that he is pregnant and having a baby can protect him for nine months, but who knows what Fang Tianzhuo thinks? He's moody and uncertain, and the devil knows if he'll give up this kid to teach himself a lesson.

It's unlikely, but it's still there.

He Zheng tossed and turned on the bed, and stared at him tiredly. There was a very slight sound of the door opening. He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

He Zheng sat up on his knees, put down the bed sheet, cut off all the light, and lay back in again.

The dim space gave him enough sense of security. Fang Tianzhuo had not come, which meant that he was not ready to ask the guilt now, and He Zheng fell asleep.

Fang Tianzhuo never came to him.

The boat sailed for another day, and finally came to the vicinity of the original horse mansion, and he came over to tell him to disembark and go to the inn to rest.

As soon as he got out of the cabin, he received Luo Yuanhou's worries and Fang Tianzhuo's invisible eyes. He had a showdown with Fang Tianzhuo on the deck that day, and almost everyone heard that Fang Tianzhuo was the devil.

He Zheng stood silently, breathing lightly, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

Jiang Fuyang came out one step later than him, and seeing his cousin's terrifying face, he was also a little scared: "All, are you waiting for me?"

"Get off the boat and rest." Following Fang Tianzhuo's order, everyone walked down. Fang Tianzhuo walked to the pedal, but suddenly turned around.

Jiang Fuyang, who was going to follow him down, was grabbed back by He Run, and everyone stepped aside after realizing it, exposing He Zheng who was about to hide behind.

Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his hand towards him.

He Zheng looked left and right, yes, it was stretched towards him, so he could only bite the bullet and hand it to him timidly.

The knuckles held his hand, Fang Tianzhuo led him out of the boat, got into the carriage, and the two of them were speechless. Fang Tianzhuo wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it for a while. Now He Zheng is like a frightened bird, feeling that he won't believe what he says.

He frowned and opened the curtain to look at the crowded pedestrians outside. Suddenly, a foot came over and He Zheng kicked him.

He turned his face immediately, He Zheng huddled in the corner of the carriage, his face was hidden under the gauze cap, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Fang Tianzhuo turned around again without saying a word.

He Zheng looked at his profile, and others couldn't see him clearly through the gauze hat, but in fact he couldn't see others clearly either. It felt very uncomfortable to have a layer on his eyes, and the most important thing was that he was so big. The hat was in the carriage, and every now and then the brim would hit the wall of the carriage.

If you don't think about some things, it won't be very good, but once you think about it, the more you think about it, the more you respond.

Why did Fang Tianzhuo cover his face? Why? !

He Zheng was so wicked that he kicked it again.

Fang Tianzhuo glanced from the corner of his eyes, but ignored him.

Then, another kick came.

He is really very dissatisfied with the other side Tianzhuo, very dissatisfied!

Fang Tianzhuo held back his three feet and ignored him, but He Zheng took an inch and kicked him for the fourth time.

Fang Tianzhuo suddenly grabbed his ankle, He Zheng twitched hard, but couldn't move, so he simply lowered his head and said nothing.

"Where are you dissatisfied?"

"I don't want to wear a gauze hat."

"Why?"

He Zheng took off his hat and said fiercely, "I look so good-looking, why can't I see people?!"

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him, He Zheng looked at him for two seconds, his hands trembled, he put it on again, and provocatively said, "Do you like me so much? Can't bear to show it to others?"

Fang Tianzhuo was told the central matter, his face turned slightly blue: "I'm worried that you will cause trouble."

He Zheng thought of the first time he was robbed of money, and felt a loss for a while, frowned and slapped his foot, but still couldn't get it out. He kicked Fang Tianzhuo just to vent his anger, but he still wanted to live, and he didn't dare to really anger him, so he could only stop.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped that Fang Tianzhuo let him go. When he got up to get off the carriage, He Zheng suddenly rushed out first, and Fang Tianzhuo, who had just lifted the curtain, was hit to one side.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xian's face froze slightly, and He Zheng was also very panicked, both nervous and excited. After pushing Fang Tianzhuo aside, he suddenly became overjoyed and sad, tripped and fell headfirst.

"Be careful!" Jiang Xian, who was the closest, took two steps forward to catch him.

Fang Tianzhuo came out again with a gloomy face: "..."

He Zheng stood firm, but his heart was still pounding. He ran into the inn without looking back, and said to He Run, who was talking with the shopkeeper, "I want to live in the most expensive and the best."

This is what it should be, He Run nodded: "What do you want to eat, son?"

"Everything is different in the whole inn!" He Zheng sensed that Fang Tianzhuo had walked in, and after finishing his words, he walked upstairs with his feet, and Xiao Er hurriedly followed and led him in. In an elegant room, He Zheng drove people away and closed the door immediately.

"Whoo, whoo—"

He Zheng caressed his chest and slowed his breathing, feeling in a trance that he probably won't be able to see the sun tomorrow, but thinking of Fang Tianzhuo's embarrassed appearance that he was caught off guard, he was extremely happy.

Ah, today is another day for Fang Tianzhuo to be devastated, so happy.

He poured a glass of water to comfort his surprised little heart.

He Zheng didn't finish all the meals he wanted, so he added a small table.

Jiang Fuyang was very excited: "Have you finished eating so much?"

"What are you afraid of!" He Zheng turned in, saw Fang Tianzhuo at a glance, and turned his arrogance into a light voice: "If you can't finish it, save it for tomorrow."

He glanced at the stool beside Fang Tianzhuo, looked left and right, there was only this one, and he didn't prepare a few secret curses. Of course, he didn't know that Fang Tianzhuo had asked Fang Tianzhuo to move the other stools out of the private room, and only three were left, and he deliberately asked them to put them next to him.

He Zheng moved over in small steps, and when he was two feet away from the stool, he reached out his hand to move a little further away. Fang Tianzhuo's hand suddenly landed on it, his eyes were calm: "Just sit here."

He Zheng smiled, sat down obediently, and then picked up the chopsticks for Fang Tianzhuo to clothe the dishes, and once again filled a plate full of things, all in a mess.

Jiang Fuyang, who was eating happily, began to feel that something was wrong.

Everyone around him knew that Fang Tianzhuo couldn't eat spicy food, and He Zheng even picked all the chili peppers in the Kung Pao Chicken into his bowl.

Fang Tianzhuo held his chopsticks and remained silent.

He Zheng took a piece of vinegar and slipped fish and slowly brought it to Fang Tianzhuo's mouth. The latter was a little stunned by his thoughtfulness, paused, and opened his lips to bite—

He Zheng suddenly withdrew his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and puffed out his cheeks: "It's so fragrant, no wonder Your Majesty likes to eat it."

Jiang Fuyang: "…"

The hand holding the bowl trembled slightly.

Fang Tianzhuo pinched his chopsticks and looked at him quietly. He Zheng guessed that he was almost done, and he would really die if he continued, so he lowered his head and took small bites of rice into his mouth.

Fang Tianzhuo pinched his chopsticks, looked down at the bowl full of peppers, and gently pushed aside to reveal the dishes below.

There are cold dishes and meat dishes here, dishes with sauces and stir-fried dishes. They are all messed up together like feeding a dog.

"Crack." With a soft sound, Fang Tianzhuo put down his chopsticks.

Jiang Fuyang: "...Uh."

Choked.

He silently smashed his chest twice, blushed and lowered his shoulders, trying to minimize his presence.

I want to go to find General He next door, but... this table looks really delicious.

reluctant.

He Zheng quickly put down his chopsticks and smiled lightly: "Your Majesty doesn't like it, I'll make it for you again."

He picked up the male chopsticks again, and went back and forth to re-distribute the dishes. Because the speed was too fast, a chicken leg suddenly slipped from the male chopsticks and hit Fang Tianzhuo's chest with inertia.

"…"

Jiang Fuyang stood up with a numb scalp: "I, I, I'll go and find General He next door to eat together!"

God knows, this time He Zheng really didn't do it on purpose.

He stood there stiffly, slowly picked up the male chopsticks, bit into his mouth unconsciously, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the soup on it.

Fang Tianzhuo looked down at the marks on his chest, and after a long while, he slowly and humbly sighed.

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He Zheng: I'm afraid, it's not intentional.

Fang Huang: What should I do with you?

I have a cold...the medicine I prescribed made me fall asleep again, I got up late _(:?"ㄥ)_

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