Fang Tianzhuo lightly poked his face: "How about I cut off Zheng'er's tongue?"
He Zheng shut up for a second.
In fact, he dared to risk his life and cry for hunger because of two reasons.
One was that his contraceptive pill was missing, and the other was that he felt that Fang Tianzhuo couldn't kill him just because he was hungry.
But Fang Tianzhuo seemed to be able to do anything.
His eyes were still watery, but his expression showed a look of cowardice, and he whispered like a mosquito: "But I'm really hungry..."
A quarter of an hour later, they sat at the table to eat, and Fang Tianzhuo sat there decisively, resting his chin on one hand, tapping lightly on his leg with the other, and staring at him with deep eyes.
He Zheng lowered his head and chewed slowly, recalling where his little balls went. Taking a sneak peek at the man who was staring at him all the time, his heart suddenly shrank——
His little ball seems to be in Fang Tianzhuo's bedroom.
At that time, he never thought that he would move to Pize Palace unconsciously, thinking that he could at least pack things himself. He hid Xiaowanzi so closely that it was impossible for the palace servants to look for it specially, so it should still be in his hiding place at the moment.
He Zheng ate one grain of rice, Fang Tianzhuo was expressionless, but his eyes were getting darker and darker.
He Zheng held his breath carefully, trying not to make any sounds that might annoy him until Fang Tianzhuo moved.
Reflexively, he threw the bowl on the table and stood up suddenly: "I'm full!"
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him coldly, He Zheng looked around and smiled: "Your Majesty, it's not dark yet, shall we go for a walk?"
Fang Tianzhuo patted his legs, and He Zheng wanted to refuse, but with a trembling double push, he took the initiative to walk towards the man, and sat tremblingly on his lap.
He showed a professional smirk again, "You haven't eaten, I'm afraid you're hungry."
Fang Tianzhuo still looked at him like that, He Zheng froze, and said again: "I, actually, I am a bit reluctant, Your Majesty, can we go back to your bedroom to rest?"
He tentatively flattered Fang Tianzhuo, and the latter said lightly: "My bedroom should only be lived in by a queen. What's the matter, is it interesting for Zheng'er to live here?"
The implication of these words is that he really regarded himself as the master after living for a few days
He Zheng always felt that no matter what he did next, his tongue would be pulled out or he would be dragged out and cut. He changed the subject and said, "Then, Your Majesty really won't go out for a walk?"
Fang Tianzhuo bent his lips, but it was Nanmen Liang who asked: "What does Nanmen think?"
Nanmenliang is the person who understands Fang Tianzhuo's mind best in the original book, not one of them. He immediately bowed and said: "Your Majesty has made a promise, since you have ordered Mr. He to be restrained, naturally you cannot take it out."
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If you insist on going out, at best you are ignorant, at worst you just want to slap the emperor in the face.
He Zheng's face turned pale.
Fang Tianzhuo asked: "Did Zheng'er hear that?"
He Zheng hurriedly nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking rice, his eyes cautiously flattering, Fang Tianzhuo leaned on the chair, reached out to touch his cool face, "What else does Zhenger want?"
"No, it's gone."
Since you can't get Xiaowanzi, it's useless to procrastinate any longer. Stretching out your head is a knife, and shrinking your head is also a knife. What's the difference between the last time you slept and the last time you slept a hundred times
He Zheng was suffering in his heart, and he didn't dare to show the slightest bit on his face, but Fang Tianzhuo brought up the past again: "By the way, did you remember what the maid who played the zither looked like yesterday?"
He Zheng froze: "Not yet, not yet."
"Then Zheng'er has to think about it tonight." Fang Tianzhuo put one hand around his slender waist, slipped one hand down lightly, and tapped his ankle with his knuckles: "If you don't think about it, I will Take your pair of…”
His words stopped abruptly, and He Zheng suddenly hugged his neck tightly and blocked his mouth with his lips. He Zheng's heart beat faster and his mind went blank.
He had already anticipated Fang Tianzhuo's next words, if he refused to bring out a scapegoat to vent to him, He Zheng's feet would be chopped off tonight. And Fang Tianzhuo kept his promise, as long as he said it, he would definitely do it. Naturally, He Zheng couldn't go out of his conscience to find out others, but he didn't want to hurt himself, so he could figure out how to gag Fang Tianzhuo's mouth the only way.
Fang Tianzhuo's eyes contracted, He Zheng clumsily teased his lips and tongue, a rush of impulse passed, he slowly let go, his snow-white and beautiful face was full of timidity and shyness, and his eyes were even more fearful and fearful.
Fang Tianzhuo's thin lips were tightly pursed, and a storm was blowing in his pitch-black eyes. His face was gloomy like a desert with strong winds, which made people feel terrified.
He Zheng suddenly knelt down, staring at the thorny gold and black boots, trembling: "The grass can't help it... Please, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
There was a loud "bang", Fang Tianzhuo stood up abruptly, cracked the table with his palm, and stared at the ant-like He Zheng under his feet.
Simply, bold! presumptuous! court death! !
Fang Tianzhuo's chest swelled, and the phrase "pull it out and cut it" stuck in his throat.
The entire Palace of Pize Palace was kneeling on the ground, with their heads on the ground, shaking like chaff.
Fang Tianzhuo stepped out like a huge wind.
Nanmenliang got up from the ground, looked at He Zheng who was kneeling on the ground in disbelief for a while, "You you you..."
Didn't die! !
He quickly withdrew his trembling fingers, following the sky like the wind, the little eunuch behind him was shaking non-stop, but his pronunciation was very steady: "Your Majesty returns to the palace—"
Pize Hall was silent, and He Zheng was drenched in cold sweat. After a long time, he slowly raised his head, confirmed that the crisis was over, got up from the ground unsteadily, and said, "Go... prepare hot water, I will Gotta take a shower."
A memorial was thrown on the ground, and Nanmen Liang, who had just entered the door, picked it up swiftly, and said softly, "Your Majesty, please see me, Your Majesty."
"Let him go."
Nanmenliang didn't dare to say more, turned around and was about to report when Fang Tianzhuo suddenly asked, "Which one is serving you?"
"He Xiangguo's son, He Jinhua."
"I forgot, he has been promoted to a servant." Fang Tianzhuo said, "Why?"
"I said I wanted to ask for a decree, look at my brother, and I also sent some clothes and accessories of Mr. Zheng at home."
"Let him go back and wait."
"yes."
Fang Tianzhuo picked up the memorial casually, coincidentally it was He Jinhua who handed it over, so he threw it out with a wave of his hand.
He Jinhua's arrival made him want to calm down again. Fang Tianzhuo's face was cold, and He Zheng's face that was suddenly approaching and the soft lips that covered it repeatedly flashed in his mind.
It seemed that he smelled a strange fragrance from him again.
Fang Tianzhuo didn't come to see He Zheng for a week. When his condition gradually improved, Pize Hall welcomed an unexpected visitor.
He Jinhua bowed when he came to the door: "Brother."
He Jinhua was handsome and naturally pleasing, the corners of his mouth always had some upward curves, even if he wasn't smiling, he seemed to be smiling.
"What are you doing here?" Sitting there, He Zheng was still his own brother, but when he opened his mouth, he seemed to be a different person.
He Jinhua was stunned for a moment, then looked left and right: "Everyone go down, I have some family matters to tell my brother."
He Zheng glanced at him, stood up and walked inside, He Jinhua hurriedly followed, and grabbed his hand: "Zhenger, are you angry with me?"
He Zheng rolled his eyes: "I know exactly what you are, so I don't bother to be angry with you."
No wonder many people who read the original said that He Zheng took the script of the protagonist but turned into cannon fodder. Look at the arrangement of the relationship, the younger brother is his concubine.
He Jinhua pulled him over: "Daddy insisted on going his own way in this matter, and I also stopped it, Zheng'er, do you think I'm willing to give you to that tyrant?"
His brows were full of affection, his eyes were full of pain, and he had a look of "I was also forced to be helpless", but He Zheng was indifferent. To be honest, He Zheng in the original novel was indeed deceived by his doggy appearance when he was neglected during pregnancy. If it wasn't for cheating and treason, he wouldn't have been cut alive by Fang Tianzhuo.
He Zheng became angry when he thought of his future ending. He Jinhua knew that he was already Fang Tianzhuo's person and came here to say such words. He wanted to use him, and he didn't care that he was driving him to death.
"Excuse me, are you okay?" He Zheng tried to calm himself down: "If it's okay, please get out now."
He Jinhua smiled bitterly: "You are still angry with me, aren't you?"
"Don't think too much, I'm living a good life, I really don't have time to be angry with you, come on, He Jinhua, don't pretend to be affectionate to disgust me anymore, let's go."
He Jinhua trembled: "Zhenger... do you really want to be so heartless?"
He Zheng was going to be annoyed by his dead man's appearance: "What else? Do you want me to have an affair with you behind His Majesty's back? Don't look at me in shock. I'll know exactly what you think. I'll give you two minutes." , Get out, or I will beat you."
He turned and walked towards the table, He Jinhua frowned, and suddenly stepped forward to hug him, He Zheng widened his eyes, seeing that he was about to pounce on him for a forced kiss, he grabbed the brush next to him and stuffed it into his mouth.
He Jinhua: "..."
He Zheng stomped on his foot, took out his brush while he was in pain, and said angrily, "If you don't know how to be funny, I'll tell His Majesty right away to see if he doesn't take your head off."
This time, He Jinhua's mouth was really bitter, and there were black ink stains at the corner of his mouth, which made him look like a funny bitter melon face.
He was forced to turn around and walk out, suspicious in his heart. They have been ambiguous for so many years, it is impossible for He Zheng to have no feelings for him, but the He Zheng in front of him seems to be a different person.
When he was about to go out, he suddenly stopped: "Brother, I..."
"Shut up!" He Zheng didn't have any affection for the person in the book who plotted against He Zheng from beginning to end: "Can you not be so stinky and shameless as a human being?"
He rolled one bite at a time, one bite at a time shameless, He Jinhua's face was also a little ugly: "I just want to tell you that this box is what you used before..."
"I don't want anything." He Zheng kicked the box, which was quite heavy: "You take it all away, and don't come to me again in the future."
After he finished speaking, he walked over and opened the gate of Pize Palace, and threw the pen with He Jinhua's saliva in his hand away in disgust, but it just happened to hit a person's chest.
Someone immediately scolded: "Who is so bold! How dare you disturb the Empress Dowager and the emperor!"
He Zheng: "..."
Fang Tianzhuo looked down at the pen that fell under his feet, and his gloomy eyes fell on He Zheng's face. The empress dowager next to him knew his character well, and was worried that he would kill again, so she immediately scolded: "Come on, quickly drag this little eunuch who doesn't understand the rules down and beat him to the top 20!"
He Zheng: "?!"
He Jinhua is more of a disaster star than a dog! !