The two were lying together at night, Fang Tianzhuo told He Zheng that the trip went well, He Zheng felt strange and asked him, "Is Your Majesty injured?"
It is rare for He Zheng to be considerate, Fang Tianzhuo's heart softened, he embraced him with both hands, and said: "Never, Zheng'er don't have to worry."
He Zheng nodded, thinking so, the plot of Fang Tianzhuo's injury to save He Run should be based on the premise of having a relationship with He Run, and the relationship with He Run is based on the premise of He Run being seriously injured. It's true that it's not the original work anymore, is it because of me
He Zheng was a little happy.
"I've been busy all this time, and I haven't been with Zhenger well. There's nothing to do tomorrow, so I'll take Zhenger out for a stroll?"
He Zheng nodded, rubbing against his arms, Qiqi Ai Ai: "Can I buy candied haws?"
Fang Tianzhuo bent his lips, and gently tapped the corner of his lips: "Little glutton."
He Zheng got goosebumps, hugged his waist tightly and buried his face in it.
Fang Tianzhuo kept his word, and ordered someone to prepare a car early the next morning. He Zheng only found out after hearing people say that they were going back to Daying Capital today, because Fang Tianzhuo was worried that he would be bored, so Only one day was reserved for him.
It turned out that it was really good to please him.
He Zheng went out, only to find that the other courtyard they lived in was on the mountain, and the mountain road was too bumpy to ride in a carriage, so Fang Tianzhuo carried him to the horse and walked slowly.
There was a mountain rain last night, and the air was fresh. He Zheng took a few breaths and looked around. But the mountain scenery is actually nothing to look at. Although He Zheng doesn't go out in modern times, he has seen a lot, and he feels a little unhappy after watching it for a while.
He began to think about that person that day again, is there a person who looks the same in this world and can travel through it
Will it really be my brother
"What's the matter?" He Zheng hurriedly shook his head with warm breath in his ears, and said, "Can we hurry up? I want to go to a lively place."
Fang Tianzhuo likes to be alone with him, He Zheng has been quiet these few days, and he speaks obediently, I don't know if it has something to do with pregnancy, but the alluring fragrance on his body is getting stronger and more intriguing.
He likes it very much.
"Run fast, Zheng'er can't take it anymore."
He Zheng nodded, but Fang Tianzhuo accelerated his speed without bumping as much as possible. When he reached the foot of the mountain, the carriage had been waiting for a long time, and the driver bowed his head respectfully.
He Zheng was carried off the horse and couldn't wait to run towards the carriage. His buttocks were throbbing and his waist was sore all the way, and he wished he could get on the carriage and lie down immediately.
Fang Tianzhuo moved his nose suddenly, he smelled the faint smell of blood in the air: "Zhenger!"
Mutations are sudden.
The coachman shook out his long sword and stabbed at He Zheng who was running towards him. He was so fast that He Zheng could hardly dodge. A stone was kicked out by Fang Tianzhuo and hit the coachman directly on the wrist. The other party's hand trembled slightly, the sword edge was deflected, and He Zheng was hugged back by Fang Tianzhuo.
He could see that the face of the other party was almost exactly the same as that of his own brother.
The opponent missed a blow, changed hands with the sword, and bullied him again. Fang Tianzhuo hugged He Zheng and avoided sideways. It can only be avoided.
He Zheng's waist was suddenly pushed lightly by him, and within a few steps of falling forward, Fang Tianzhuo had already drawn out his soft sword and shook it away.
At this moment, another murderous aura rushed straight in, a figure leaped into the air, Fang Tianhua grinned grinningly and stabbed the sword at He Zheng who had just stood firm.
Fang Tianzhuo's pupils contracted, and the soft sword shook into a bolt of lightning and threw it, forcing the "car driver" back briefly, turning over and jumping in front of He Zheng.
Fang Tianhua's sword pierced through his left shoulder until the hilt stuck to his back, and the sword edge stabbed the old man in front of He Zheng, shaking slightly.
The "driver" on the left waved his hand, and the sharp blade came straight to Fang Tianzhuo's neck.
He Zheng's eyes were about to burst, he turned his face abruptly, faced the extremely familiar face, and shouted in a broken voice: "He Wenchu! Are you crazy?!"
The other party's expression was terrified, the sword edge deviated, Fang Tianzhuo turned back suddenly, strong internal force surged, and the two of them were thrown out instantly. pumped out.
Blood splattered.
Fang Tianzhuo picked up He Zheng, flew to the front of the carriage, and left quickly.
Fang Tianhua got up from the ground in embarrassment, and after meeting He Wenchu, his ferocious face slowly calmed down. He raised the sword stained with Fang Tianzhuo's blood with a light smile, and sighed: "It's a pity, time is too long!" short."
Otherwise, he would have to turn the edge of the sword in Fang Tianzhuo's bones.
He asked Chu Ning raised his eyebrows, but he stopped him: "Where are you going?"
"none of your business."
"you… "
Fang Tianhua glared at his figure, and gritted his teeth bitterly.
This He Wenchu suddenly changed his temperament a few months ago and stopped being obedient. If he hadn't been able to use his martial arts skills, he would have chopped him into pieces and fed him to the dogs!
Fang Tianzhuo was dressed in black, so soaked in blood that he couldn't see it, but He Zheng was dressed in white, and his shoulders were already stained red when he hugged him all the way.
He looked at Fang Tianzhuo's face, subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his shoulder, blood gushed out from his fingertips, he stared blankly, did he apply the routine that made He Run heartbroken in the original book to him
When he thought of He Wenchu's sword that was about to pierce Fang Tianzhuo's neck just now, he felt terrified.
Fang Tianzhuo returned to the other courtyard. He had so much patience that his shoulder was pierced, but apart from his pale face, his expression was still the same, and he even walked with someone in his arms for so long.
He Zheng was let down, if it wasn't for the blood on his body, he could hardly believe that Fang Tianzhuo was really injured.
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"Are you hurt?" His first sentence was to ask He Zheng, who subconsciously shook his head: "You, what about you?"
"It's nothing." Someone around has already run up: "My lord!"
"Take the good head down to rest first."
He Zheng walked a few steps in a daze, then turned back suddenly, Fang Tianzhuo had already sat down on the chair, someone ran to ask for the imperial physician, and someone was using scissors to cut open the clothes on his shoulders.
He Zheng came back with a dazed expression and said, "Let me see... if there is anything I can do to help."
"Aren't you afraid of blood?"
He Zheng shook his head. He is not afraid of blood, but the dead, but he always feels that if he continues to be with Fang Tianzhuo, maybe one day he will be indifferent when he sees the dead.
He had some discomfort in his stomach, resisted the desire to retch, and took a breath. Fang Tianzhuo touched his pale face with the other hand: "Go back first."
It was the tone of command again.
He Zheng had no choice but to stand up again, and turned his head three times to leave. He sat at the door of his yard and waited silently, feeling uncomfortable again.
For a while, Fang Tianzhuo's face was in his mind, and for a while, He Wenchu's face was in his mind.
In the original novel, Fang Tianzhuo was also injured on his shoulder, but it turned out that he did it deliberately in front of He Run.
He Zheng repeatedly recalled the situation at that time, but everything happened too fast. From his point of view, Fang Tianzhuo pushed him to the side with one hand in less than ten seconds after he was pushed away, blocking the blow. sword.
So besides blocking the sword, does he have any other options? Fang Tianzhuo, obviously there are already so many people who have devoted their lives to him, is it necessary to use this method to make him obey
He Zheng had a splitting headache.
As for He Wenchu, He Zheng was sure that there was no such person in the original book. But when he called He Wenchu, the other party responded. Does it mean that the elder brother is really here
But he always felt that something was wrong. When he saw himself, it shouldn't be that kind of eyes. Could it be that he couldn't recognize his face because of his beauty
He Zheng sat for a long time, Fang Tianzhuo still didn't come to him after dinner, he could only go to find Fang Tianzhuo, now He Zheng doubted that he dared not go out, look at all of them, all aimed at his head.
Shunyi held a lantern to help him lead the way, and He Zheng came all the way to Fang Tianzhuo's yard, and Jiang Xian immediately saluted him.
"Is Your Majesty resting?"
"I was injured and fell asleep."
He Zheng frowned.
In the original book, when He Run went to see Fang Tianzhuo in a hurry, Jiang Xian said the same thing. He Zheng turned to leave, suddenly pulled Shun Yi away, and whispered in his ear.
ten minutes later.
"It's water! It's water!!!"
"Come here! The good head is still inside!!"
Fang Tianzhuo lived next door to He Zheng, Jiang Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed out together with Nie Ying.
He Zheng quickly slipped into Fang Tianzhuo's yard, and before he kicked open the door, Fang Tianzhuo had already opened it by himself.
Looking at each other, He Zheng looked at the unlined clothes on his body, and then at the small table in front of the window. He squeezed Fang Tianzhuo away, walked over to pick up the brush and pinched it, it was wet and soft.
He put down his pen and said, "Isn't Your Majesty asleep?"
"I'm just afraid that Zheng'er will be worried."
"Are you afraid that I will worry, or do you want me to worry?"
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him, smiled for a while, walked over to put his arms around him, and said in a low voice, "Zheng'er has become smarter."
He Zheng looked at him for a while, and said, "At that time, besides blocking the sword, there were other ways to save me, right?"
Fang Tianzhuo said softly: "I'm really worried about Zheng'er, and I lost my position for a while."
Shit.
A flame ignited in He Zheng's heart, and he couldn't tell whether he was distressed or angry, and said, "Then why isn't Your Majesty afraid that I will worry about Your Majesty?"
"The situation is urgent, I have no time to think about it." Fang Tianzhuo couldn't help but smile, with a hint of complacency in his eyes: "Is Zheng'er distressed? Huh?"
The man's lips are beautiful, and when he curled up to smile, he was fascinated. He moved to He Zheng's lips and kissed him: "It will never happen again in the future, Zheng'er is not angry."
Even if the plot of the original book is different, how can a person's nature be changed so easily. He Zheng hummed, and said, "Does Your Majesty still hurt?"
"Is Zheng'er distressed?"
"Of course I feel distressed." He Zheng shouted seriously: "My heart is about to break."
The one-sided charming atmosphere was broken, Fang Tianzhuo's smile didn't stop, but his eyes were already cold, He Zheng said: "I am His Majesty's man, how can I not feel sorry for His Majesty?"
Fang Tianzhuo straightened up, expressionless.
He Zheng took a step back subconsciously, he was terrified that Fang Tianzhuo's eyes would always give him the illusion that he would tear him apart.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, take care of your wounds, I will retreat first."
He Zheng cautiously bypassed him and left quickly, only to breathe a sigh of relief when he was out the door. Fang Tianzhuo is moody, extremely intelligent, and even sensitive.
That's all, although it's a routine, in the final analysis, he was really injured, don't get angry with him in the future, take care of yourself, don't be like General He in the original book, and give him your body and mind foolishly.
Having said that, when he thought of the splashed blood, he couldn't help but feel his heart tense.
Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his hand to caress the wound on his shoulder, lowered his eyelashes, and slowly stretched out his hand to rub it. Under the severe pain, his face remained calm.
Until the bright red blood overflowed and dyed the gauze red, he walked to the table, looked at the writing brush that He Zheng had touched on the table, made palms together, and pressed down slowly.
After a long time, he slowly let go.
The table shattered in front of him.
"Zhenger, Zhenger... what do you think of me?"
The author has something to say: Zhengzheng: treat you like a child's father!
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Title: What the hell are you by Qing Jian
University professor Lu Pin never thought that he would suddenly become a rich second generation when he woke up, and he still had the physique of attracting ghosts.
The rich and powerful are scheming and vying for inheritance. He has to fight not only with people but also with ghosts.
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