The Man Who Married a Tyrant

Chapter 27

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This is a topic that He Zheng dare not touch.

He looked away, but Fang Tianzhuo picked his chin, "Speak."

Even if the tone is very light, but the man who is used to giving orders, every word he utters has an irresistible aura.

He Zheng started shaking again.

Fang Tianzhuo's barely calm face began to become scary again, so He Zheng trembled even more, and it seemed that he was just an illusion when he was about to get off the horse in an aggressive manner.

Fang Tianzhuo hugged the slender waist of the person in his arms tightly again, and kissed him tenderly: "Tell me, forgive you for your innocence."

"..." He said something softly, but Fang Tianzhuo couldn't hear it clearly because of his good ears.

Fortunately, Fang Tianzhuo's patience has always been very good, and he will definitely not scare him back when the result is about to come out: "Huh?"

"...you're going to kill me."

After He Zheng finished speaking with a pair of panicked eyes, he immediately lowered his head. He felt Fang Tianzhuo's eyes fall on the top of his hair, and he was silent for a moment: "Why did I kill you?"

He Zheng pursed his lips and lied angrily: "I don't know..."

He can't tell Fang Tianzhuo, because I came here through time travel, let alone tell Fang Tianzhuo, because the original owner rebelled and cheated.

He can be sure that he will not take the initiative to do these two things, but the original book has left a deep impression on him, and he is very afraid that if one day, this body is out of control and he is still imprisoned in this body, what will happen?

"Then how did you know that I would kill you?"

He Zheng was very afraid that he would pull out his tongue, but he had to lie, so he didn't dare to look at him at all: "I saw it... pinch, pinch your fingers..."

Fang Tianzhuo suddenly smiled, kissed He Zheng's cheek, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Silly Zheng."

He Zheng had goose bumps all over his body.

The horse continued to move forward, and He Zheng was afraid of him, but at the same time he had to admit that when the dog man said such words like doting, he was damned to affect him a little bit.

Fang Tianzhuo suddenly said again: "How about I give you a gold medal for avoiding death?"

He Zheng suddenly raised his face, his heart pounding: "Really, really?"

Fang Tianzhuo saw his excitement, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "Of course it's true."

It took He Zheng a long time to calm down his emotions, and he began to peek at Fang Tianzhuo again, hesitant to speak, and the latter turned his head: "Huh?"

He saw that slender finger sticking out a little: "Just, just one piece?"

"..."

Very greedy but very scared, so He Zheng withdrew his finger back, humbled and said with satisfaction: "One piece is fine."

The man behind him suddenly laughed, first lightly, then loudly, he clamped his horse's belly, accelerated the horse, and said loudly: "Okay, I will give Zheng'er a white rainbow crane!"

"Then, how many times can I avoid it?"

"One time is not enough, then a hundred times!"

The humble He Zheng took a breath, his eyes lit up, and he straightened up on the horse involuntarily, "Really? Really? Really?"

Until he was carried off the horse, He Zheng still couldn't hide his excitement, oh my god, a hundred chances to avoid death, he was so awesome.

Until he got into the luan car, he could still feel his heart beating desperately in his chest.

Wait, wait, these one hundred chances of avoiding death at most mean that Fang Tianzhuo shouldn't care if he failed to escape the first two times, and he still has to be careful in the future.

In case Fang Tianzhuo secretly grudges his revenge after he is saved from death, it would be bad if he pursues it in the future.

He Zheng carefully suppressed his excitement, but this unexpected reward still made him so excited that he couldn't help rolling in the car before finally restraining himself.

What does a hundred chances of avoiding death mean? This means that he has grown a hundred heads! !

Back in front of the main palace gate, He Zhengchi slid down from the carriage, the gauze hat was not there for a while, his stunning face was so bright that it almost drowned out the skylight.

Nanmenliang helped Fang Tianzhuo get out of the car, the latter looked back indifferently, He Zheng happened to be looking this way too, met his eyes, smiled brightly, and saluted respectfully.

The spring hunting is over, it's time to reward the top prize for meritorious deeds, this matter has nothing to do with He Zheng, he directly swaggered towards Pize Hall with his wide sleeves swaggering.

The concubines in the rear got on the sedan chairs one after another, led by Qiu Shuiluo, staggering forward.

He Zheng restrained himself slightly, and leaned against the wall to make way for them.

Qiu Shuiluo's hair ornament was swaying, with a great demeanor, high above the ground, and when he was parallel to He Zheng, he suddenly said: "Master Shanshou."

He Zheng raised his head to look at her, but Qiu Shuiluo looked at the front coldly: "Your Majesty loves the good man so much, why hasn't he prepared a shoulder for the good man?"

He Zheng: "Fried fish? I don't like fish."

There was a chuckle from behind, a concubine who was close was sitting on a sedan chair, covered her lips and looked over, Qiu Shuiluo sneered: "Ignorance."

They wobbled away, He Zheng listened to Nan Jing's explanation, and then realized that the shoulders that Qiu Shuiluo said were the means of transportation for informal occasions under their buttocks.

He Zheng thought that modern game geeks are not historians. Isn't this kind of stuff normal? But Qiu Shuiluo would definitely not understand this matter.

Unable to understand each other, He Zheng shook his head and went back to the palace first.

The wound on his leg has already formed scars, and it doesn't hurt so much when he walks, but the dressing needs to be changed regularly to prevent the wound from rupturing again and leaving scars.

After He Zheng changed his medicine, he began to wait for Fang Tianzhuo to send that white rainbow and helang over.

Waiting and waiting, no one came. He Zheng guessed that Fang Tianzhuo was still busy, so he wanted to find something for himself to do.

He decided to think.

Now that there are no games to play, life will become much more monotonous, and thinking should also be full of ritual.

Because of his laziness, He Zheng got used to ordering people quite well. He asked Shun Yi to go to the imperial dining room to get him some chicken feet, duck necks and marinated eggs as snacks. Shun Yi hesitated: "Just chicken feet?"

"Yes, just chicken feet." He Zheng licked his lips. He hadn't eaten snacks for a long time, and he especially missed pickled pepper chicken feet, and couldn't help drooling just thinking about it.

"Then, how much do you want?"

"Four or five." Shun Yi had no choice but to go.

The waiting time was too long, so He Zheng had no choice but to sip tea and eat pastries while thinking.

There is obviously no point in escaping now, and Fang Tianhua has his eyes on him, and it will be difficult to survive if he goes out, and if Fang Tianzhuo doesn't kill him or force him to become pregnant, it's actually quite good to stay in the palace.

If she wasn't pregnant, she wouldn't have died, right

But if it happens like this every day, how can it be possible not to get pregnant

Can Fang Tianzhuo be rejected

He Zheng frowned, could he ask Fang Tianzhuo for contraceptive pills

Anyway, he now has a hundred heads!

How to use the one hundred heads, it must be distributed reasonably. He is twenty years old now, and at least fifty heads should be reserved for those who are sixty years old. That is to say, before the age of sixty, he only has fifty heads. Can use.

It is unknown when Fang Tianzhuo will die.

No no, he managed to get Fang Tianzhuo to give him a hundred lives, and the hundred lives would be forfeited if he died, in case Fang Tianhua ascended the throne... He Zheng shuddered, and quickly drank his saliva to calm his shock.

Fang Tianhua can take both men and women, and... Fang Tianzhuo knows how to play, so if it falls into his hands, he really can't die. There may be a reason for Fang Tianzhuo to cut the NPC into eight pieces, but Fang Tianhua did it purely for fun.

Fang Tianzhuo should wait for him to die before he dies.

He Zheng was exhausted.

Shunyi came back, brought a plate of marinated eggs, and said to him: "Chicken feet and duck necks need to be made now, it will take some time, and someone from the imperial dining room will bring them later."

He Zheng ate a marinated egg first.

The master of the imperial dining room is different. The chicken feet and duck necks are especially delicious when they are marinated. The meat on the claws slips into the mouth as soon as they are sucked. It was quite refreshing, and He Zheng ate it all in one go.

Because there were no entertainment items, He Zheng practiced calligraphy for a while. In fact, he felt that the writing was pretty good, but the lack of writing skills made Fang Tianzhuo look ugly.

At night, Fang Tianzhuo, who had disappeared for most of the day, came again. At that time, He Zheng had just finished taking a shower, lying on the window with wet hair, let the breeze blow him drowsy.

When the voice of the servants heard the salute, He Zheng jumped up suddenly, pleasantly surprised: "Your Majesty!"

Since Fang Tianzhuo said last time that he didn't need to kneel before he recovered from his injury, He Zheng seldom kneeled.

Fang Tianzhuo looked calm, but seemed to be in a good mood. Nanmen Liang was secretly relieved, his majesty came to He Shan capital on weekdays to be hypocritical, bitter and bitter, but now he has figured it out.

Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his hand, and He Zheng obediently walked over to give him a hug, saying, "I miss you so much."

These words are true, not fake or flattering at all, Fang Tianzhuo was in a happy mood, and said warmly: "Tomorrow I will come over earlier."

He Zheng was thinking of his own white rainbow and helang, but Fang Tianzhuo had already started to kiss him. He Zheng who was only wearing unlined clothes was embraced by him, and he was forced to open his lips to welcome a delicate and long kiss.

Nanmen closed the door sensibly and retreated. He Zheng panted slightly and was let go, patiently expecting to be reminded: "Your Majesty, do you still remember what you promised me?"

Fang Tianzhuo hugged him and sat down in front of the bed, hooked his long wet hair with his fingertips, and asked, "What's the matter?"

He Zheng's eyes widened in an instant, he was uncertain, and flinched: "That's the only way to avoid death... Baihong Helang."

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Fang Tianzhuo said thoughtfully, "It turns out that Zheng'er was not waiting for me."

He Zheng quickly laughed again, and said hypocritically: "How come... I really miss Your Majesty, you don't know, when I got out of the car and separated from you, watching your back going to handle official business, I felt very uncomfortable , From noon to now, suffering is no longer a word for me, it is an experience, the process of me missing you."

The arc of Fang Tianzhuo's lips remained unchanged: "It seems that Zheng'er doesn't want this tongue anymore."

"..." He Zheng suddenly thought of what he had warned himself, and when he saw him stretching out his hand, he almost jumped up: "No! Your Majesty, you pulled out my tongue and kissed me, and my mouth was empty. It’s not that I lost a lot of fun…”

Fang Tianzhuo nodded his face, smiled lightly and said, "Zheng'er is right, right."

He Zheng felt that he was teasing herself, but at the same time felt that what he said seemed to be true. Just as he was thinking, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly came up to him, almost mouth-to-mouth, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Come on, show me what's so interesting about your tongue?"

"..." He Zheng finally realized that he was really being molested.

He thought viciously in his heart that I could use this tongue to make you cry for your father and mother!

But in fact, his face blushed, facing the gesture of the man waiting for a kiss, like a little daughter-in-law for a long time, he slammed his mouth up sullenly.

The author has something to say: Fang Huang: Cute.

Zhengzheng: ... angry.

ps. As I discussed in the previous article, everyone’s definition of sweet text is different. In my opinion, the definition of sweet text is to trust each other and never betray each other after falling in love. Probably like perfume, different people will smell different flavors, I think they are on the road to the ultimate definition of Tianwen. So... the label is not changed qwq is obviously very sweet

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