Fang Tianzhuo stood up, his eyelashes drooping, flicking the ashes off his body, before looking at him for a moment.
He Zheng suppressed his smile and looked at him silently.
"Go back." Fang Tianzhuo walked ahead first, but He Zheng didn't follow, he suddenly squatted down clutching his stomach: "Um..."
Fang Tianzhuo stopped and looked over with frowned.
He Zheng glanced at him, and said aggrievedly: "My stomach hurts a little, I don't know if it's because I've eaten too much, or the little prince doesn't want to stay in it anymore..."
Fang Tianzhuo walked towards him silently, and said lightly: "Is it rubbing for Zhenger?"
He Zheng looked at him for a second, then stood up awkwardly, followed his footsteps sullenly, and suddenly said: "What I just said is the truth."
Fang Tianzhuo ignored him, He Zheng's heartbeat quickened, he mustered up the courage to pull his cuff, and said, "How could you do this?"
Fang Tianzhuo pulled back his cuffs, but still ignored him.
He Zheng stopped, stepped back a few steps, then turned around and ran under the willow tree again.
Fang Tianzhuo had to stop and looked at him sullenly: "Follow."
"No, don't follow." He Zheng protested: "You are too difficult to talk."
Fang Tianzhuo lowered his hand, and the dagger slipped out. It shone coldly under the moonlight. He Zheng glanced at it, and walked up slowly, keeping a safe distance from him.
Fang Tianzhuo withdrew his dagger and said, "Go to my side."
He Zheng turned his face to stare at him, then suddenly speeded up and sprinted sideways, squeezing him to the side in a hurry, Fang Tianzhuo was forced to take two steps back to the side, looking over gloomyly, He Zheng had already opened the distance in seconds, timidly looking at him.
Fang Tianzhuo frowned, and then slowly relaxed: "Enough trouble?"
"Not enough." He Zheng continued to protest, but took a step back, "You are the lord of a country, how can you be so capricious and erratic!"
Nie Ying, who was following in the dark, gasped.
Fang Tianzhuo asked: "How can I be so erratic, so erratic?"
He Zheng glanced at the cuff where the dagger was hidden, and said, "Throw that away, I'll tell."
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him expressionlessly, and He Zheng took two steps back, holding his breath.
On the one hand, Fang Tianzhuo felt that he deserved to die for his audacity, but on the other hand, he also felt that he was so afraid that he would be really depressed, unable to vent his complicated depression, so he threw the dagger on the ground like a ghost: "Say."
He Zheng said: "Kick it here."
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him coldly for a second, He Zheng pursed his lips, feeling the thrill of repeatedly jumping between life and death, and took another step back.
Fang Tianzhuo raised his foot and kicked the dagger over. The way He Zheng picked up the dagger made Nie Ying gasp from between his teeth: "What exactly does He Shanshou want to do?"
Jiang Xian said in a deep voice, "I don't know."
He Zheng squeezed the dagger, exhaled, and said, "You told me not to be afraid of you, and you know why I am afraid of you, but you still threaten me over and over again. Do you say that you are capricious and erratic?"
Fang Tianzhuo said displeasedly: "If you are obedient..."
"How do I know how to be obedient?" He Zheng said angrily: "I only know that when I am obedient, you are angry because I am afraid of you. When I am disobedient, you are still angry because I offended you. Anyway, no matter what , you are angry! You are going to take my head off at any time!"
Fang Tianzhuo's face became more and more serious, "Everyone must obey me loyally, only you have a rebellious body, one thing on the surface and another thing on the back, full of lies."
"I'm the same as everyone in the world." He Zheng looked at him and said seriously: "Everyone in the world makes a living under your hands like this. Everyone is afraid of you, and everyone is lying to you."
Fang Tianzhuo clenched his fingers, wantonly killing.
He Zheng bit her lip hard, and her voice was deliberately slowed down with uncontrollable fear: "If you really want me not to lie, if you want me not to be afraid of you, you should at least give me a sense of security and let me Know that no matter what you do, you won't die."
A huge suction force suddenly enveloped him head-on, He Zheng's eyes widened, and his whole body was caught in his hands in an instant. Fang Tianzhuo stared at his delicate face and said, "Do you think you are different? Can you let me tolerate you again and again?"
He Zheng was so frightened that his scalp became numb, panicked, aggrieved and angry: "It's not that I want to be different from others, it's you who insist that I be different from others! You asked me first!!"
He closed his eyes forcefully, shaking like chaff in the man's hand, his delicate face was as pale as frost.
The turbulent killing intent gradually receded, Fang Tianzhuo let go of him, He Zheng was paralyzed all over, and it took a lot of courage to barely stand still.
Fang Tianzhuo's Adam's apple rolled, and he said after a while: "Go back."
He turned around, and He Zheng staggered to follow, his sluggish legs could hardly lift up, boundless grievances spread in his heart, he looked up at the man beside him, and bit his lip hard.
Suddenly tripped by something under his feet, He Zheng fell down all of a sudden, and he lay on the ground blankly, tears burst out suddenly, he trembled and wanted to get up, but his arms seemed completely out of control.
Fang Tianzhuo stopped, walked over slowly, stretched out his hand to help him sit up, He Zheng was trembling and sobbing, and raised his hand to wipe his tears vigorously, but he couldn't stop, even if he pressed his eyes, the tears still couldn't stop It flows out from between the fingers.
Fang Tianzhuo frowned, picked up the dagger that fell on the ground and handed it to him, saying: "This is for Zheng'er, don't cry."
He Zheng held the dagger, unable to speak, and could only nod subconsciously.
Fang Tianzhuo picked him up and walked back in silence.
From time to time, he looked down at the person in his arms. He Zheng was huddled in front of his chest, with only half of his porcelain-white face exposed, full of pity.
His chest was soon wet with tears, and no trace could be seen on the dark clothes, but the touch against the skin made people feel a burning pain in his heart.
He was still crying, just without sound.
He Zheng was put on the bed, with his palms on his abdomen, curled up quietly.
"Come here, go and ask for the divine doctor."
Luo Yuanhou arrived quickly, opened He Zheng's blank eyes, took a look at him, and took his pulse again, saying: "I was shocked, I think the fetus was disturbed, I prescribe some soothing prescriptions."
Fang Tianzhuo sat on the edge of the bed and said lightly, "Yes."
Luo Yuanhou paused, knowing that he was talking too much but couldn't help it, said: "The good head is pregnant now, and his emotions are fluctuating too much. If he accidentally offends His Majesty, I hope His Majesty will show mercy, and don't be as fussy as he is."
Fang Tianzhuo's eyes were cold: "My people, why do you need a doctor's note?"
Luo Yuanhou knelt down, and said: "I dare you, Shanshou is already weak. If you don't handle it properly during pregnancy, you may die twice. Even if your majesty doesn't care about Shanshou, you should consider the little prince. Do love him, don't worry about it." hurt him again."
Fang Tianzhuo said coldly: "Go out."
Luo Yuanhou took a breath, knowing that if Fang Tianzhuo listened, he would listen, and if he didn't listen, it would be useless to talk too much, so he stood up and bowed down.
He couldn't offend Long Yan, in case He Zheng had any health problems later, he was still needed.
Fang Tianzhuo stared at He Zheng.
He Zheng has actually slowed down and stopped crying. He just doesn't know how to face Fang Tianzhuo. This man is really terrifying. If possible, He Zheng wants to leave immediately. They don't want to stay with each other anymore.
"Zhenger?" Fang Tianzhuo called out to him, stretched out his hand, He Zheng dodged reflexively, and shrank inward.
Fang Tianzhuo paused, then slowly retracted his hand, lost in thought.
He waited until someone fried the medicine and brought it up, then turned his face and said, "I'll come in person."
The servants retreated obediently.
Fang Tianzhuo scooped up the decoction and blew on it, then looked at He Zheng again: "Drink the medicine and sleep."
He Zheng remained silent.
Fang Tianzhuo let out a sigh of relief, and had no choice but to get closer to him: "Zhenger?"
He Zheng didn't want to talk to him.
"I promise." Fang Tianzhuo said slowly: "In the future, I will never lose my temper with Zheng'er, never scare Zheng'er again, and keep my word."
It's not that He Zheng didn't know what to do, he finally responded, and looked over with red eyes, "Really?"
Of course he didn't believe it, but it was rare for Fang Tianzhuo to give in. If he didn't respond at all, he was afraid that Fang Tianzhuo would repeat his old tricks and use threats to make him obey.
Fang Tianzhuo nodded, scooped up the medicine and fed it to him. He Zheng went over to sip it, and found that it was not very bitter.
He took another sip from Fang Tianzhuo's hand, and suddenly said: "Actually..."
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him patiently.
He Zheng said aggrievedly: "Actually, at the beginning, I just wanted to ask you why I said the truth, which is nice, but you are still so unhappy."
You are so beautiful, even more beautiful than the best scenery I have encountered in my life.
Fang Tianzhuo's scalp felt faintly numb, and his heart beat faster. He blew on the medicine in the spoon with downcast eyes, and said, "I'm not unhappy."
Of course He Zheng knew that he was not unhappy. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and an evil thought came up again, and he said deliberately: "Then why did you push me away?"
"..." Fang Tianzhuo fed the medicine to his mouth and said, "Is it bitter?"
"It's very bitter." He Zheng looked at him, tentatively: "I was so scared by His Majesty, now not only my mouth is bitter, but my whole body is miserable."
After he finished speaking, he grabbed the corner of his clothes again, a little afraid.
Fang Tianzhuo had no choice but to soften his tone again: "I promise, it won't happen in the future."
"Then, then I apologize to you too."
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"I shouldn't have said that if everyone lied to you, they shouldn't ignore your feelings. It's not easy for you, even if you're at a high place." He Zheng lowered his head in self-reproach, and tightened his grip on his clothes with his fingers.
He did it on purpose, knowing that these words were hurtful, but he wanted to say them again. This was a cunning evil thought in his heart. He was almost terrified, so he naturally wanted to find ways to get revenge.
The spoon collided with the porcelain bowl, making a slight sound, and Fang Tianzhuo brought the medicine to He Zheng's mouth again: "Take the medicine and have a good rest."
After taking the medicine, he said again: "I changed my clothes."
This was still his oiled clothes, and he deliberately disgusted Fang Tianzhuo, but this guy still hugged him without hesitation, it was really serious.
After He Zheng changed his clothes and lay down, it was almost early morning, he was sleepy and huddled in the bed, and when he heard the rustling sound coming from beside him, He Zheng tensed his body, and said weakly: "Your Majesty. "
"Um?"
"I want to sleep by myself."
Fang Tianzhuo stopped pulling the quilt.
He Zheng turned around and said timidly, "You sleep here, I'm afraid."
Fang Tianzhuo paused, put down the quilt, turned around to go out, He Zheng's voice floated over again weakly: "Do you want to go out?"
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him.
He Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Once you go far away, I will feel even less safe. What if someone comes to assassinate the little prince?"
Fang Tianzhuo's eyebrows jumped slightly: "Then what does Zheng'er think?"
He Zheng said slowly: "I don't know either, I'm just a little afraid of His Majesty, but I don't want His Majesty to be so far away from me... so strange."
His innocent eyes stared at Shang Tian, who narrowed his eyes, turned back and said: "I am sleeping on the chair, looking at Zheng'er and the little prince."
He Zheng tried his best to restrain the corners of his mouth that were about to grin, quickly put down the bed curtain, and said softly, "Good night, Your Majesty."
There was the sound of wooden tables and chairs colliding with each other in the room. Fang Tianzhuo put the chairs together and lay down quietly.
He Zheng pushed aside the bed curtain and glanced at him, seeing that he was really lying down on the chair, touched his courage that was almost frightened today, and thought, I am really a coward.
I don't know if the chair is hard or not, if it is cool or not, if Fang Tianzhuo will get a cold or catch a cold.
He Zheng turned over and lay down with good expectations, touched his stomach, thought of Luo Yuanhou's words today, and felt a little bit ironed.
As long as the little prince is still around, Fang Tianzhuo has to hold back.
He finally fell into a deep sleep.
Even breathing came out, and the man lying on the chair turned his head to look over.
It's not that I want to be different from others, but you insist that I be different from others! You asked me first! !
He repeatedly recalled the face that was so frightened that his face changed color, and the words that he yelled out out of shock.
It turned out that I was the one who got ahead first.
With good-sounding, but also want to be sincere. And Zheng'er just wants to live, how can it be considered too much.
The author has something to say: In fact, there are some things that you can do if you want, there is nothing reasonable or unreasonable. It's like liking is liking, there is nothing worthy or not, if you have to find a reason for He Zheng's so-called "death", then it is probably to prevent yourself from becoming a walking dead in the space where you can't breathe, and then Or subconsciously realized that Fang Huang liked him, and was testing the bottom line a little bit.
These two extreme character settings definitely need a lot of running-in, I also have a headache, and sometimes I feel that it would be much easier for Zhengzheng to accept it obediently, but the problem is... He is a fresh person, and he also hopes to be a Lively people.
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