The Man Who Married a Tyrant

Fang Tianzhuo probably never dreamed that He Zheng had an older brother who was even more mortal than him. With the help of his brother and his background, He Zheng's little tricks were simply too cute.

A group of people sat down at the table, someone came to serve, He Wenchu ​​refused: "We have hands and feet, we don't need it."

Fang Tianzhuo screened in silence and stepped back, He Wenchu ​​grabbed the wine beside him, shook it, and said leisurely, "Brother and sister, pour a glass of the bar for eldest brother."

The eyes of the two people on the table collided again, and there were sparks crackling, and He Zheng wanted to stand up: "I, I'll come..."

He Wenchu ​​stretched out his hand and pressed him down: "What are you doing? With your current body, no one in our family can hold you in the palm of your hand? That's why he dares to do this."

He Wenchu ​​said this, and He Zheng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and defended: "He didn't abuse me."

"Hey, Fang Tianzhuo." He Wenchu ​​raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you pour the wine?"

Fang Tianzhuo's forehead jumped with blue veins.

It's enough for Zheng'er to call him by his name, so what does this mean at the beginning? He dared to call him by his first name.

He restrained his eyes and said nothing, He Wenchu ​​sneered: "Baby, you see, such a person is also worthy of you to give up the fairy life to be with him?"

Fang Tianzhuo drew his sword unbearably, He Wenchu ​​raised the unsheathed sword to block it, and He Zheng took a breath: "If you fight again, I will commit suicide."

The two glanced at him at the same time. He Zheng's fear of death has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Obviously, no one believed it. He Zheng's cheeks were flushed, and he suddenly covered his stomach, bowing his head in pain.

The two of them put away their swords together, and looked at him from left to right: "What's wrong?"

He Zheng angrily knocked off their hands: "Sit down and eat!"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned, He Wenchu ​​sat back first, and He Zheng kicked Fang Tianzhuo: "Sit down!"

The table finally quieted down, He Zheng smothered the rice, He Wenchu ​​casually served him vegetables, and brought a piece of meat to his mouth: "The food here is too scarce, eat it first, and then go back. I'll cook you a big meal."

He Zheng opened his mouth to swallow with his chopsticks, nodded, and said, "I want to eat spicy crayfish."

He Wenchu ​​doted on a smile: "What do you want to do for you?"

Fang Tianzhuo's eyes flickered, he pursed his lips and squeezed his chopsticks tightly. He didn't know how to eat. He Wen Chuguo was really obedient and did not continue to trouble him, nor forced him to pour wine. He kept adding vegetables to He Zheng, He Zheng mouth As soon as he swallowed it, he was stuffed again, and he didn't even have a chance to look at Fang Tianzhuo.

"Okay, okay." He Zheng's cheek hurt from eating, and said, "Where is the water, I drink... eh?"

He Wenchu ​​suddenly took out a porcelain cup with a wooden lid on it and a slender straw inserted into it: "Here."

He Zheng couldn't help but stretch out his hand and said, "How did you do this?"

"I'm bored, I'll send it to you."

He Zheng was also polite and said, "I think you want to drink milk tea."

He Wenchu ​​followed his father and liked desserts. There was not one milk tea cake panji that he didn't like. He Zheng was different.

"I want to drink it and I can go back and drink it at any time, but I made two of these cups, and one is for the owner of my body." In fact, the other party asked what milk tea was. Made a milk tea cup.

After all, He Wenchu ​​felt ashamed after occupying someone's body for so long.

He Zheng couldn't put it down, and he also missed those beautiful and pleasant desserts made by his mother. He took two sips of water, and suddenly found that Fang Tianzhuo was silent from beginning to end, so he took a piece of meat for him and put it in the bowl, the latter's eyelids were all over the place. I didn't lift it, I ate it very seriously, and made it to the extreme.

He Wenchu ​​suddenly said again: "By the way, baby, do you know that your Iron Man is dead?"

He Zheng was stunned for two seconds: "What did you say?"

"Reunion IV, I'll help you see, the ending..."

He Zheng had a meal with tears in his eyes. He listened intently to He Wenchu ​​telling him the plot. He Wenchu ​​sighed and wiped his tears. Raised.

He did it on purpose. All the topics he talked about were things that Fang Tianzhuo couldn't get in and couldn't understand. He had to let Fang Tianzhuo understand that He Zheng was different from everyone here. He didn't belong here. A very wonderful and very happy life. With this dog emperor, I lost a lot.

It took He Zheng a long time to calm down. He misses the modern day so much. Since he came here, he felt that the events of his previous life were just a dream. Now that he has He Wenchu, he feels down-to-earth again. Can't help sighing: "I really want to go back."

There was a light sound in his ear, Fang Tianzhuo got up and left, but was stopped by He Wenchu: "It's basic courtesy to say hello from the next seat."

Fang Tianzhuo's eyes were gloomy and he walked away.

"Does he think it's a great gift to condone our rudeness, eh?"

"Don't make trouble." He Zhengshou's bald head: "He is different from us. If you talk like this today, it is very rare for him not to be punished. Don't ask too much."

He Wen looked at him in the beginning: "Zheng, brother will definitely get you back, no matter what the cost."

"If I could go back and have a look..."

"I didn't go back and look at this."

He Wenchu's tone was cold. He glanced at He Zheng's belly. He didn't dare to tell his parents about this, nor did he dare to tell He Zheng how worried he was about his childbirth, lest it would increase the pressure on him.

He Zheng can only nod: "I, I know."

"You know shit." He Wenchu ​​picked up the chopsticks and said, "Keep your distance from Fang Tianzhuo, don't get everything ready, you don't want to go back."

He Zheng snorted, and he glanced at him again, and could only say, "I'm measured."

He was worried again: "that group of people are going to die because of me, what should I do?"

He Wenchu ​​thought about it and said, "I didn't think of a good idea, but I have to tell you that in the face of this group of feudal dross, you can't be soft, otherwise they will think that you are hypocritical, the title of Empress Xian..."

He Zheng's eyes lit up, and He Wenchu ​​said ruthlessly, "Don't think about it."

"Humph."

"In your current capacity, you have suffered a lot of grievances to be honored. You don't know if you can make it through. Let's not do the selfless devotion of humiliation and perfection, and save their lives without asking them to be grateful."

"So what? How?"

He Wenchu ​​looked at him silently for a while: "It's a pity, I can't think of it, but the car must have a way to the front of the mountain, don't you always 'inspire'? It's really impossible to transform into a sister Zheng and play coquettish with Fang Tianzhuo, dance A dance, a cosplay, this thing can definitely be done.”

"..." I was expecting too much from you.

He Zheng actually hoped that He Wenchu ​​would stay, but after all, his body was not his own, and he had to think about his fake brother, so he could only leave first, and took the pot of wine when he left.

He Zheng put away the milk tea cup made by his brother, and when he was about to find Fang Tianzhuo, he found several ministers kneeling at the table.

The dead old brother didn't give him a good idea. Fang Tianzhuo's decision was too difficult to change. He had to rely on his "ingenuity", and the interpretation was "to see luck to save people".

I always feel that my brother doesn't regard other people here as real people except himself, but judging from his experience of traveling back and forth between the worlds on both sides, this is understandable.

Just thinking about whether Fang Tianzhuo would agree, he heard him say: "Come here, drag it out, and ask Zhan tomorrow."

Crowd: "!!!"

He Zheng was also stunned. He was hesitating whether to go forward or not. Suddenly someone saw him sharply, and that person suddenly crawled over: "Help me! Help me!!"

Fang Tianzhuo took two steps forward, kicked him back with one kick, and shouted, "Drag it!"

The guards hurriedly stretched out their hands and pulled. Some were crying bitterly, and some had their backs straight. He Zheng was a little scared, but he said, "Wait!"

Fang Tianzhuo looked over with a gloomy expression: "Why, Zheng'er also wants to go to prison with them?"

He Zheng knew that he was in a bad mood by He Wenchu, and wanted to kneel immediately, but his body was heavy, and he almost fell down when he bent his knees. Fortunately, Nanmenliang helped him in time, so he reluctantly knelt down: "I don't want to go to prison, but I hope that Your Majesty will not kill people because of me. If Your Majesty is really angry, it is better to put on a few boards, take off the official hat, and drive out of the imperial city. , so many families, they are all fathers and sons, Your Majesty, can you bear it when you think about the little prince?"

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Stand up and talk."

He Zheng was held up by Nanmenliang's arm, and walked towards him tentatively: "Your Majesty, let them go, anyway, you have already made a decision, and they can't stop it too much, so you don't hear it, okay? "

Fang Tianzhuo looked at the white hand on his arm, his mind was still on the dining table, suddenly someone in the official said: "Fake benevolence and righteousness, even if you sell well, in our eyes, you are just a male pet, how can you play a role in it? After the country?!"

Killing intent flashed in Fang Tianzhuo's eyes, but He Zheng reacted quickly this time. He took two steps forward and slapped it with a slap. His fingers trembled slightly, and he said bitterly, "I don't care what you think, but the little prince is about to Born, I don't want to spoil my son's luck because of your cheap life. If you want to die, I will ask your majesty to order someone to take you out of the imperial city later, and I will give you what method of death you want! Desperate for death, stand up now!"

This person covered his face with a look of disbelief, while the rest, you look at me, I look at you, no one stood up.

He Zheng glanced around, adjusted his smile for a second, turned around and walked back to grab Fang Tianzhuo's clothes: "I propose that anyone who opposes this matter, let them each write a handover letter, if the letter is excellent in Chinese , don't mention anything about me, that is, sincerely begging for death, Your Majesty must cut off their heads to fulfill their wishes. If you know that I am begging for their mercy, and you want to die in my name, then it is not Sincerely asking for death is moral kidnapping, nothing to do with anything, eat radishes without worrying, Your Majesty can punish them not to eat meat for the rest of their lives, or else they will immediately search the house and ask for beheading, Your Majesty, do you think?"

The kneeling officials looked at each other.

If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty made a man as his queen, who would want to die! Now that the relationship is good, what will happen next, I will leave myself clean and strong, like they are looking for death collectively, but now if I want to die, I have to write a head, and I have to be brilliant without this thing before I can die. Wouldn't it be very embarrassing if the writing wasn't "splendid" enough? But if you bring this matter, it will become a "fake high-minded" again, and you will not be able to eat meat for the rest of your life in the future, otherwise you will be slaughtered. face? !

This is really, "you can't live, you can't die."

Fang Tianzhuo laughed, hooked He Zheng's waist, and said, "Have you heard the Queen's decree?"

The crowd was stunned.

Fang Tianzhuo looked down at He Zheng and said, "Then follow me to see, which official has the most striking head?"

He Zheng took the initiative to raise his paw: "I can review it!"

The person who came to beg for mercy followed behind Long Ran and asked, "Do you write this head shape?"

Someone shook his head: "I don't write it. Empress He has too many crazy ideas. He will review it. If a batch of spring worms and autumn snakes are messy and spread out..."

Others suddenly looked miserable.

"But this matter, is it to stop here?"

"We are doing this to save people, but I don't know how the adults in the prison who are dying will respond to this."

"I don't think everyone can write..."

"I bet Master Li can write it."

"I bet he won't pass the review."

After a silence, someone muffled: "The Demon Empress!"

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