The Man Who Married a Tyrant

Fang Tianzhuo replied: "The dead knot can't be opened."

The baby started kicking legs, stretching claws, pulling He Zheng's hair, and making babbling noises in the package. He Zheng was so upset that he had to take the baby out of the package and put it in the square first. Tianzhuo took it off his neck and lowered his head to untie the knot.

Then he found he couldn't figure it out.

Fang Tianzhuo lowered his head, and the little guy in his hand looked at him with round eyes. After he watched for a while, he began to roll his eyes and turned his head to look at He Zheng, holding his little hands to try to escape him, tender and tender. The small voice shouted to He Zheng: "Ah!"

He Zheng slapped his hand angrily: "What are you shouting, look at grabbing my neck!"

The baby opened his mouth and looked wronged. He Zheng held the useless package, got angry for a while, stretched out his hand to pick up his son again, and asked Fang Tianzhuo sullenly, "Can you untie it?"

"cannot."

"Then go to cut another piece?"

Fang Tianzhuo ignored it.

He Zheng hugged his son and lost his temper because of the torment. He followed him step by step and shouted, "Azhuo? Can you hold me for a while? My hands are sore, Azhuo?"

"To Jiang Xian."

He Zheng looked down, and the little villain was pulling his jade pendant again. He was extremely helpless: "When will you learn to walk? Huh?"

The little guy is cute and cute, but it is too tiring to hold him. Fang Tianzhuo refuses to help him. He Zheng can only hold him with his arms upside down, and the soles of his feet are a little sore. He already regrets taking him with him. come out.

"No, I need to take a break."

He found a stone nearby and sat down, put his son on his lap, his arms and legs finally relaxed briefly, Fang Tianzhuo carried the lantern, came over to look at him, and said coldly, "Let him be brought back to the palace. , you can play a little longer."

"Shh." He Zheng patted the little prince lightly and said softly, "He seems to be going to sleep."

The little guy did yawn. Although he doesn't sleep as much now as he was when he was born, he sleeps at a fixed time every day. After all, it is indeed time for him to sleep at night.

Fang Tianzhuo had to wait patiently, the tiger lantern in his hand was so naive, He Zheng couldn't help lowering his head and laughing, he felt that Fang Tianzhuo's way of lifting the lantern was a little gentle.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't know what he was laughing at, so he took two steps forward and lowered his head to look at the baby, and said, "I fell asleep."

"Well." He Zheng nodded, gently covered the little guy's ears, and continued to whisper, "Let's go back."

Fang Tianzhuo frowned immediately: "You don't want to play anymore?"

"I'm exhausted." He Zheng stood up and wanted to cross over, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by him. Fang Tianzhuo ordered: "The child will be handed over to Jiang Xianxian and brought back to the carriage, and I will take you to set off the lanterns."

"What's the fun in that?" He Zheng wasn't very interested, but at the end of the day, he was still subdued by Fang Tianzhuo's displeased expression: "Okay."

After the child was handed over to the guards to carry away, He Zheng was held by Fang Tianzhuo's hand. Judging from the other party's expression, he was obviously happy. He Zheng bent his lips, realized something faintly, and said deliberately, "You are the one who wants the child, and you are the one who dislikes him. Why is it so difficult to serve?"

"I didn't."

"Nothing?" He Zheng's legs were sore, and the arms that hugged him were almost half-hanging on him, swaying lightly as if he had no bones: "I can see it all, you just despise him."

Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyes and said for a moment, "You said that I am the most important."

He Zheng's smile deepened, he buried his head and hugged his arm, his tone remained the same: "Why are you still jealous with the children?"

"You lied to me."

"Nonsense!" He Zheng immediately retorted: "I don't. I only take care of him because he is weak and pitiful. If you are weak and pitiful, I will definitely take care of you first."

Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him: "You're lying to me again."

He Zheng chuckled. He grabbed Fang Tianzhuo's sleeve and squatted down, pinched his leg, and said softly, "I'm really tired. I definitely don't want to carry him out until he can walk."

Fang Tianzhuo said nothing.

He Zheng squatted on the ground and raised his face: "Tianzhuo, can you carry me for a while?"

Looking at each other, Fang Tianzhuo still didn't say anything, bent over to carry him, He Zheng lay on his broad back, moved forward all the way, and slowly put his chin on his shoulder: "You know me Why do you want to take him out when you go out?"

"I don't know."

"Although my reason tells me I'm thinking too much, I still feel that it is the safest for me and the child to be by your side." He wrapped his arms around Fang Tianzhuo's neck, with a hint of weakness in his tone: "I used to say However, I only feel safe when I am by your side, that's not flattery, it's true. In my heart, you are so powerful that you can do anything, but you have to admit that you have many enemies, and the place where I live is not to shout Fighting and killing, but this place is like a wolf's den for me. I always feel that only if I bring the little prince by my side can he grow up safely... I am afraid that someone will target a child when you are not around. ."

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Zheng'er doesn't have to worry about these things."

He Zheng didn't want to worry either, but he was always involuntarily panicking in his heart. What if he was in a high position, he still couldn't see through the world.

He Zheng explained: "It may be because I know too little about the world, and I used to be afraid of you because of this."

"So Zheng'er has recently started to want to study?"

He Zheng hummed dullly: "I am the queen, and I should always manage the harem. Otherwise, if things go on like this, someone will definitely say that my name is not right, and I will impeach you."

"My zheng'er still understands this?"

"Don't look down on me. Although I don't read much, I still know a little about history."

Fang Tianzhuo nodded, He Zheng wrapped his neck around him, and said solemnly, "I must be a queen who will brighten your Majesty's face!"

"Zheng'er has a heart."

On the way back after setting off the lanterns, there were already snowflakes in the sky. When I took the carriage back to the gate of the temple, the snow was getting bigger and bigger. Because He Zheng was too tired, he fell asleep in bed, thinking that he would never do it again. After going out of the palace to see the lanterns of Lao Shizi, there is nothing to see in the colorful flowers, but I am not comfortable in the palace.

The most important thing is, never take the little prince out, stinky child.

On the second day, He Zheng was eating when he suddenly heard someone sing a salute. He took the servants out and saw that in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, people were carrying red wooden boxes and placed them in the snow one after another. They were all carried with joy sticks of the same color, tied with red silk flowers, and a little **** held the gift list and sang continuously, what the Pearl of the East China Sea, the jade ring, the jewelry, gold and silver, it looked very much like when Fang Tianzhuo gave him a reward before. .

He Zheng looked at Nanmenliang suspiciously. The other party looked at his nose and nose, and he didn't even look at him. He Zheng waited patiently for the others to finish singing. Hundreds of red boxes were already placed in the snow. The **** breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and said respectfully, "This is the dowry gift from Your Majesty to Empress He, please take a look."

He Zheng was stunned for two seconds: "What, betrothal, betrothal gift?"

Nanmen Liang, like a robot with a certain function activated, walked over with a smile: "After replying, our Majesty said that although the two of you are now deeply in love, this wedding ceremony still needs to be made up. , Duan Duan can't be wronged."

When He Zheng entered the palace back then, it was a soft sedan chair with floating yarn, which was carried by the four of them. At night, he entered the palace sideways, and was directly pushed onto the dragon bed by Nanmen Liang. Although He Zheng can hold grudges and turn over old accounts, he has never been relieved about this matter, and he has never thought about changing anything. After all, this is the truth in the book. He is just a male pet who is not even worthy of entering the main entrance.

He didn't expect that Fang Tianzhuo usually kept this matter in his heart, and now he wants to give him a wedding?

He stared dumbly at the red boxes spread out in front of him. They were sitting in the snow, and their bright red appearance was like blooming flowers, which brought He Zheng a shocking experience.

He turned back in a trance, Nan Jing quickly walked in with her things, and said to him, "Queen, I have brought you a wedding dress, do you want to try it first?"

"You put it down first." He Zheng's mood fluctuated a lot. He sat for a while, stretched out his hand and opened the box. Inside was a neatly stacked red wedding dress, with thick tentacles and gold thread embroidered with a phoenix about to fly, lifelike. .

Fang Tianzhuo actually... wants to marry him?

What He Zheng thinks, why does it feel unreal.

Even if he has a child with Fang Tianzhuo now, they still get along like a small fight. Now Fang Tianzhuo can't help but give the dowry, and find someone in advance to make wedding dresses. At this moment... why... Speaking of which, He Zheng suddenly felt a very solemn, formal, and successful cultivation.

This kind of feeling is a bit miraculous. Before he thought about getting married, he always thought that the two of them were getting along just fine, but now that the phoenix robe was in front of him, He Zheng suddenly realized that it was just right and complete now.

No wonder so many people in this world love the sense of ritual.

When Fang Tianzhuo came back, He Zheng was lying on his wedding dress and smirking. He sometimes held his cheeks, sometimes touched his chin, and sometimes turned his head and snorted.

"Zheng'er?"

He Zheng came back to his senses, his eyes lit up, his back straightened, and he was a little twisted unexpectedly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is back, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Fang Tianzhuo sat down at the table, stretched out his hand and grabbed his fingers, and asked, "Why, are you happy?"

He Zheng blinked, blushed and lowered his head. After a while, he whispered shyly, "Who said no."

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