The Man Who Married a Tyrant

The person with his back to Fang Tianzhuo slowly put down his hands on his hips, and the back, who had just been so arrogant, slowly bent down, his trembling shoulders seemed to have encountered an eggplant hit by frost. Then, He Zheng turned around, and his delicate white face reflected a pleasing color: "Your Majesty is here."

Fang Tianzhuo pondered: "It seems that Zheng'er is having a good time in the Xiangfu?"

As soon as these words came out, He Zheng suddenly turned down both sides of his mouth at the same time, and his eyes also glistened with water. He stood there, defending whether he wanted to cry: "I'm not happy."

Fang Tianzhuo glanced at the black heads around him, and just as he made a move forward, the guy who didn't know how to live or die whimpered, opened his hands and ran in front of him in small steps, and stabbed his head in, soft and soft. The little nasal voice hit his ear: "I want to die, Your Majesty..."

Fang Tianzhuo half-opened his hands and looked down at the furry black head in front of his chest. This thing was also rubbing unknowingly, accompanied by long and rambling muttering, "They all think that I was returned by His Majesty. Yes, you told me not to enter the gate, the carriage you gave me went in, and you didn't allow me to enter... When I came back, I was closed to the door, and my relatives stopped me when I got to the door. Do you know how sad I am? I Sad to die."

The furry black thing hummed and swayed and rubbed it twice, and then suddenly turned over, and he raised his face. Thanks to the embroidered fabric on his chest, there were a few red marks on his rubbing face. He Zheng pursed his lips, and the hot tears in his eyes had not evaporated. Suddenly, he saw the other party's half-open hand and immediately reached out to grab it. He came over and wrapped it around his waist, his toes slapped him again, and his voice became softer: "Your Majesty... Are you angry?"

Fang Tianzhuo stroked his soft hair and said warmly, "Then what?"

"Then…"

"Your Majesty!" Mrs. He suddenly interrupted and said, "How can you believe He Zheng's one-sided words?"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned, He Zheng's head suddenly slammed on his chest again, and said sullenly: "Look, Your Majesty, she still wants the wicked to sue first..."

He Xiang was anxious, and immediately said: "Your Majesty is here, how can you stand in the courtyard all the time, and please move to the hall immediately, what's the matter, let's slowly understand."

Fang Tianzhuo asked, "How do you feel about Zheng'er?"

The audience remained silent, and everyone realized something from this sentence. He Zheng didn't expect that he would ask for his opinion. After thinking about it, he was the one who was being bullied. He straightened his chest and said, "If you understand, I will understand. Anyway, I was bullied! Your Majesty is so profound and righteous, I can't. wronged me."

Come, don't forget to take a sip.

A group of people slowly got up and entered the room. There were drinking water and overturned tables and chairs. Fang Tianzhuo's brows were wrinkled again. Mrs. He wanted to complain again.

The servants quickly finished cleaning up, Fang Tianzhuo sat down in the main seat, He Zheng stood beside him, and continued to feel sullen as he touched the broken hair on his forehead. What was He Xiang's family business, he came forward and explained slowly: "Today, a lady was holding a wine banquet, and she got up early in the morning and led her maid to move wine, but she didn't get out of her body. This Zheng'er came back early, and there was no news from the palace, I think the newcomer did not know. , so take it lightly, and apologize to Zhenger for the father, and don't be angry."

He Zheng glanced sideways. The cunning and cunning thing actually pushed the pot to the next person.

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Oh? It's so lively today, is it a misunderstanding?"

He Xiang bent over and said with a smile, "This...I don't know who this minister is, who provoked Zheng'er to make him so angry that he almost demolished the house."

His grinning tone was full of indulgence, which made people unable to pick out any faults, but in fact it was a very obvious slander. I am here, and He Xiangding will uphold justice for you."

He Xiang nodded immediately.

He Zheng subconsciously looked at the old woman next to Mrs. He. The other party obviously realized that He Xiang was going to hand her over as a scapegoat. He was shaking with fat and bowed his head with a pale face.

Thinking of the maid last time, He Zheng bit his lip, unwilling to cause death, so he could only swallow this breath and whispered: "Yes, I misunderstood Madam, because I was closed... just because of this."

He Xiang caressed and smiled lightly, and said helplessly: "Zheng'er is so childish, I don't know if there is any collision with Your Majesty in the palace, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

He Zheng clenched his fingers, feeling aggrieved in his heart as if he was stuck with a dick, and his eyes were slightly red. Fang Tianzhuo glanced at it and said, "This matter is indeed my negligence, and I should have informed the Xiangfu in advance, and I have wronged Zheng'er."

He Zheng can also see it.

What an oversight, shit. Fang Tianzhuo did it on purpose, but He Zheng didn't know why the other party did it.

He stood there with his head lowered and pulled his fingers: "Don't feel wronged, you're used to it anyway."

He Xiang frowned and shouted, "How do you talk to Your Majesty?"

He Jinhua said smartly: "Your Majesty, there is still some good wine in the back of the Prime Minister's Mansion, please bring it out to His Majesty and taste it?"

Fang Tianzhuo smiled and said, "I came here today for drinking, please."

He suddenly looked sideways. The people around him raised their hands and wiped the corners of their eyes silently and indignantly. The two were too close, and the tears fell on Fang Tianzhuo's sleeves. He Zheng lowered his head, and his long hair covered half of his face. Showing a crimson nose.

This is...really crying.

His expression remained the same, but it was as if an awl was knocking down in his heart, piercing it inch by inch, and it was painful.

The wine was quickly brought up, and He Zheng said, "Your Majesty, I'm a little uncomfortable, and I want to retire first."

He Zheng turned around and went out, Shun Yi hurriedly followed, Nanmen Liangchong winked at Nie Ying, who hurried out.

He Zheng swung his sleeves and strode out, and the tears he couldn't hold back poured out again. He rushed all the way, rushed back to the room arranged by Butler He, got into the quilt and covered his head.

After running in, Nie Ying happened to follow, and after seeing the lump on the bed, she coughed: "Master, are you alright?"

Shun Yi said: "The slave does not know."

Although Nie Ying was entrusted with important tasks, he didn't know what he could do. He touched his nose and felt that Jiang Xian should come over this matter. He was obviously more delicate than himself.

Shunyi suddenly said, "Young Master hasn't eaten since morning."

Nie Ying finally found something to do: "I'll go get some food."

But when he got it back, He Zheng didn't eat it. His grievances were accumulated, and he was suffocated with anger, and then fell asleep, and he still smelled like a pig.

He Zheng used to work very irregularly at home, and it was possible to stare and sleep for a whole day without eating, so he didn't wake up until the afternoon and was finally hungry.

Without seeing anyone, he propped himself up and got out of bed, only to see Fang Tianzhuo sitting on the bed wiping a dagger, and sensing the movement, he turned around: "I will take you back to the palace at night."

He Zheng smiled in a depressed mood, not as smart as in the past: "Oh."

The action of getting out of bed stopped, he shook his legs and had nothing to say, but Fang Tianzhuo had already said, "Nanmen."

The food was always hot, and was sent to this small side room by Nanmenliang in a short time. Fang Tianzhuo sat down first, He Zheng sat back, first took the public chopsticks for him, and then ate it by himself.

After eating, he found that Fang Tianzhuo hadn't moved, He Zheng swallowed all the food, took a breath, and his eyes revived: "Why don't you eat?"

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Come here."

He Zheng was reluctant and slowly sat on his lap, his feet dangling in the air, and he was firmly hugged.

Fang Tianzhuo stared at him with dark eyes, wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingers, and said, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

He Zheng bowed his head and said, "No."

I usually feel wronged and wronged, but now I am really wronged, but I don't want to say it.

But even more lovely.

Fang Tianzhuo only felt that something was slowly fermenting in his heart, and he didn't know where it came from, but it finally converged into a monstrous desire. He pressed against He Zheng's forehead, and came over to hold his lips.

He Zheng shivered and shrank back slightly, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

Fang Tianzhuo licked his lips, thought for a moment, stopped, and said, "Follow me back to the palace?"

He Zheng thought to himself, haven't you made all your decisions?

He touched his throat, coughed a little, and said, "Okay."

When they went back, the people from the Xiangfu sent them to the door. Before getting into the car, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly glanced at the old woman standing beside Mrs. He.

Nanmenliang lowered his head and said with a smile, "Your Majesty returns to the palace—"

The car set off slowly, He Zheng puffed up his cheeks and tossed and turned, walked more than fifty meters, and suddenly said, "I forgot to take something."

"What? I sent someone to get it."

He Zheng is serious: "It's more important, I want to go by myself."

With Fang Tianzhuo's permission, He Zheng jumped out of the carriage and single-handedly killed him back to the prime minister's mansion. He was so angry that as soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the old woman who was pulling his hair, and caught her off guard. After a scream, everyone looked at him in disbelief.

He Zheng was flustered by so many people in the Xiangfu, "She, she moved me first!"

He turned around and ran out, Nanmen Liang hid aside, smiling unabated, and pushed a silent dagger back into his sleeve.

He Zheng slammed back into the carriage, his heart was still pounding, full of the thrill of stealing people's heads. He tugged on his clothes, sat down on Fang Tianzhuo's lap, his throat was itchy, he coughed twice, and said obediently, "Okay."

The whole person swept away the haze of the afternoon.

He was very proud. When he was leaving, he took revenge. The other party had nowhere to express his anger. If he had the ability, she came to the emperor's carriage to beat him!

Cowardly mother-in-law, hum.

After the tuft of hair on his forehead was snapped off, a short section of thorns grew up to the sky. He Zheng couldn't help but stretch out his hand to catch it.

At noon on this day, He Zheng was doing his homework with a bunch of stupid hair calmly, when the newly arrived maid Nan Qing suddenly jumped in: "Young Master, Master, Your Majesty has rewarded you with a lot of things!"

He Zheng glanced at her: "Where is the reward? Why didn't I see it?"

"On the way! It's almost at the gate of the palace!"

He Zheng immediately put down the pen.

Outside the Pize Hall, hundreds of palace people lined up in a long line to turn over the palace wall and file in. He Zheng was in a trance as he listened to the little **** chanting the names of the treasures he was holding.

The table was quickly filled to the brim with pearls and jade pots, embroidered paintings and calligraphy, and a set of small and delicate gold tableware. After seeing the tableware with pure gold cranes, Shunyi showed an expression of disbelief.

The palace people who sent the reward backed away, and Nanmen Liang came with a decree with a smile: "He Zheng, the son of the prime minister, is gentle, respectful, courteous, and elegant. , I admire this. He Shanshou, thank you?"

Although He Zheng didn't understand it, he also understood that he seemed to have an official. He hurriedly kowtowed, took the imperial edict and read it again, and asked, "Good chief?"

Nanmen Liang said mysteriously: "The person who is positive and kind, the head of the royal family, this is a special title specially given to you, the first time in history."

He Zheng couldn't help but smile: "Then, how big is it?"

"In the harem, you stand shoulder to shoulder with the imperial concubine, and outside the palace gate, you have to bow when you meet each other."

He Zheng asked, "Really?"

Nanmen Liang smiled like dough: "How dare a servant dare to lie to you."

"What about you? Do you have to salute me too?"

Nanmen Liang said: "That is natural."

He Zheng raised his eyebrows with joy, raised his eyebrows and exhaled, his color changed suddenly, and he sighed coldly: "Kneel down for me!"

Nanmen Liang: "?"

He Zheng used his eyes to exert power, and emphasized domineeringly: "You, kneel!"

The dog is better than Nanmen, and he bullied him on weekdays, but today he has to get all the money back.

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Nanmen: Only women and villains are difficult to support.

Fang Huang: Huh?

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