The Man Who Married a Tyrant

He Zheng was so tired that he felt as if someone was calling his name in a drowsy state. He groped forward in the emptiness, but couldn't find anyone calling him.

Suddenly, he heard the cry of a milk baby, he turned to look for it, but a sense of weightlessness followed, and He Zheng woke up suddenly.

He panted, opened his eyes slightly, and the familiar top of the bed told him that he was still in Fang Tianzhuo's Hall of Mental Cultivation. Suddenly, a slightly haggard handsome face appeared in front of him, Fang Tianzhuo's forehead fell straight down, and when he touched his, he seemed relieved: "Zhener is awake."

He Zheng relaxed his body and sensed the pain and exhaustion on his body. He touched his abdomen with one hand, it was flat there, and suddenly he was in a trance: "Come out?"

Fang Tianzhuo put his hand on his, and sighed, "It came out."

He Zheng has mixed feelings in his heart: "Where is he?"

Fang Tianzhuo ordered someone to carry the child over, He Zheng sat up with his arms around his waist, and a pillow was tucked behind him, looking at the little guy who was handed to him, he hesitated: "This... of?"

Fang Tianzhuo laughed: "Naturally."

He Zheng timidly stretched out his hand and carefully hugged the child under the nanny's instructions. Even if he was wearing a swaddle, he could still clearly feel the softness of his body, it was very light, and the weight was like holding a cat.

The little prince's face is small, not as big as the palm of an adult's hand, his skin is tender and tender, with pale red blood, a small nose, small eyes and a small mouth, and he looks a little ugly.

He Zheng's heart surged, and he burst into tears: "I was born? Why doesn't it look like me at all?"

Fang Tianzhuo's gentle voice came from his ear: "In a few days, it will grow longer and you will be able to see it."

The little guy was hugged by him and yawned, but he closed his eyes and fell asleep. He Zheng stared at him blankly, and couldn't help smirking: "It's so cute, why is the skin like this, is it sick?"

He felt that the little prince's skin was not healthy, not as white and tender as the baby he had seen before.

The nanny on the side immediately smiled and said, "Back to the queen, just born children are like this, they will be fine in a few days."

Fang Tianzhuo lowered his head and pushed aside the swaddle, and looked at the sleeping little guy with him. He Zheng recalled the days when he passed by, his nose softened for a while, his heart was even more sour, and his emotions were extremely complicated.

From the beginning that he thought that Fang Tianzhuo would be cut open to take out his son and die without a whole body, to now giving birth to this healthy little life safely, his body and spirit have been greatly tortured. He had always been worried that he would die, be killed by Fang Tianzhuo, or die on the birthing bed. Now that everything has finally settled, he suddenly felt extremely tired, as if the tense heartstrings were suddenly relaxed. He couldn't help leaning on Fang Tianzhuo's shoulder: "Did you send someone to notify my brother?"

Fang Tianzhuo was displeased with his brother when he woke up, but still said, "Go."

He Zheng asked again, "Has Your Majesty named him?"

"got it."

"what is it call?"

"The surname is Fang and the first name is Rui, and the character is long Gu."

"Words?" He Zheng raised his face and said, "What are your majesty's words?"

"I have no words." Fang Tianzhuo held the hand he held the child and said, "No one has taken words for me."

He Zheng blinked, something seemed to flash in his mind suddenly, he comforted: "I don't have a word either, neither of us immortals have a word."

Fang Tianzhuo chuckled and hugged him gently.

He Zheng asked curiously, "Then what does his name mean?"

"I want him to be an incomparably sharp spear, not afraid of hardships and dangers, and to move forward bravely."

He Zheng knew that his life was difficult, and subconsciously rubbed his cheek gently with his head, and asked, "What about that word?"

Fang Tianzhuo was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "May you always take care of my wife, may you always take care of my son, and may you... always take care of me."

He Zheng's heart suddenly shrank, as if he had been stabbed by something.

He begged for peace and joy for the queen and the little prince, and for himself, he was... alone.

Fang Tianzhuo's eyes have always been dark and deep, but this time, He Zheng has read something for the first time in history, but it seems to be surrounded by a cloud of fog, which can only be understood, but difficult to describe.

He smiled subconsciously: "Then I beg, I beg Your Majesty to live a long life, as blessed as the East China Sea."

Fang Tianzhuo narrowed his eyes, this was not the answer he expected, "I don't live long."

He Zheng's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to understand what he meant. Fang Tianzhuo looked at him for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "But Zheng'er is greedy for life and afraid of death. It's better for me to live longer."

He Zheng was dissatisfied: "Who is afraid of death? Besides, you live longer, what does it have to do with me."

"If I die first, I will definitely be buried with La Zhenger."

He Zheng: "..."

He looked at Fang Tianzhuo hesitantly, suspecting that the other party was joking, but when he met the man's smiling eyes, he immediately understood that this was not a joke, if Fang Tianzhuo burped in the next second, Nanmenliang would definitely stab him with a knife neck.

He swallowed his saliva, silently hugged the baby tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "How can you be like this."

Fang Tianzhuo laughed because of his reaction: "I am teasing Zhenger."

He Zheng drummed in his heart, and stopped talking nonsense.

Nanmen Liang saw that they had been warm enough, and quickly walked in: "Your Majesty, Luan Jia has been waiting for a long time, waiting for you to go to the altar to pray."

He Zheng thought about it later: "Today is His Majesty's birthday? That little prince..."

Fang Tianzhuo kissed his cheek: "Zheng'er has a good rest, I will come back to accompany you for dinner later."

He got up and left, walked to the door, turned around again, and said earnestly, "This is the best birthday present I have ever received."

He Zheng lowered his head to look at the small gift in his arms. He never expected that the little guy would have the same birthday as Fang Tianzhuo, Fang Changgu, Fang Changgu... He didn't give birth to a little Fang Tianzhuo! Otherwise, he will suffer later.

He Zheng secretly made up his mind that he must bring the children in person, and must not grow into an extreme character like Fang Tianzhuo.

He Zheng was served and ate something. When he was full, he began to feel uncomfortable, so he ordered someone to prepare water to take a bath, but Nan Jing refused because he had just finished giving birth: "When you fell asleep, Your Majesty had already wiped it for you in person. After you have changed your clothes, let’s wait a few days before washing.”

"How many days?" She wiped her body clean with water. She didn't mention it, but when she thought about Fang Tianzhuo just wiping him casually, she felt that her body was very sticky, and she couldn't bear it for a moment.

But he has no strength now, and it is impossible to lift water by himself. No matter how dissatisfied he is, he can only wait for Fang Tianzhuo to come back and obedient to him. He has yet to learn to make things difficult for his servants casually, or to boss them around. Sometimes people around him will wonder that the Queen's requirements for the 95-year-old are far more stringent than for the servants.

Fang Tianzhuo was dressed very grandly when he came back. After changing his clothes, it was still very grand. He stared at Mian Hao on the man's head and asked, "Are you still busy at night?"

"Hundred officials came to congratulate me on my birthday, and they always have to take care of their meals."

His Majesty the Emperor is just different. There are two different shapes of clothes for praying and eating. He Zheng didn't say a word. Fang Tianzhuo saw that he was in a bad mood and asked warmly, "What's wrong?"

He Zheng is fierce: "I want to take a bath!"

Unexpectedly, Fang Tianzhuo nodded: "When I'm done, I'll come back to help you."

He Zheng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes lit up immediately: "A word is settled."

When He Zheng was reading a book before, he said that women should not take a bath for at least a month after giving birth. He was also a little worried that Fang Tianzhuo would ask him like this. Seeing his attitude, he immediately felt relieved. Although Fang Tianzhuo was very paranoid, he was very big. Sometimes it's rather sympathetic.

He wanted to sleep, but his hair was greasy and smelly because of the sweat last night, and he couldn't sleep even when he closed his eyes. Sometimes he really wanted to shave this long hair, but in In this world, short hair is a bit too conspicuous.

He Zheng thought that if Fang Tianzhuo made him angry again in the future, he would shave himself bald with scissors, and then Amitabha Buddha fell into the empty door, telling Fang Tianzhuo that he had seen through the world and decided to always accompany the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.

That way he can keep his hair short as a matter of course.

He Zheng was dumbfounded for a while, suddenly heard the cry of the little prince, and hurriedly called someone to see, it turned out to be urine, the nurse changed his diaper and fed him some food, the little guy was lying beside He Zheng , opened his eyes for a while and fell asleep again.

"Did I give birth to a child or a pig." He Zheng approached his face, sniffed the faint fragrance of milk on his body, and kissed him uncontrollably, loving and pity in his heart.

Later, when Fang Tianzhuo came back, He Zheng immediately cheered up: "Take a bath!"

Fang Tianzhuo ordered someone to bring hot water and bring a handkerchief over: "I'll wipe it for you again."

He Zheng frowned and wondered: "I don't wipe it, I want to take a bath."

"The imperial doctor said that you can't see the wind or water now. If you catch a cold or get a cold, you will have the root cause of the disease in the future."

"They are talking nonsense." He Zheng said displeased: "Our gods will take a bath after giving birth. As long as the warm measures are taken, everything will be fine."

Fang Tianzhuo held the hot handkerchief and said, "This is not the heaven, I am afraid of it."

"Nothing in case." He Zheng brought his head closer: "If you smell my head, the stinky smell will give rise to worms, you smell it..."

In the stance of forcing Fang Tianzhuo to retreat, he was aggressive, but Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder. The other party sniffed it seriously, and then looked down at him: "Where is the smell, it's obviously very fragrant."

"..." What happened to Fang Tianzhuo? He actually learned to talk nonsense with his eyes open. He Zheng brushed his hair with his fingers suspiciously, and then stretched his five white fingers in front of Fang Tianzhuo: "Now , the oil scraped from my fingers can fry a pot of vegetables, do you believe it?"

Fang Tianzhuo grabbed his hand and wiped it with a hot towel: "Be patient for a few more days."

"No!" He Zheng was angry: "I can't even bear it for a quarter of an hour!"

It is normal for Fang Tianzhuo not to take a bath for a few months when his life is the most difficult. Even if he is pampered now, he can't understand He Zheng's madness because he can't take a bath. The little fairy is too squeamish."

He Zheng: "?"

He also couldn't understand Fang Tianzhuo's brain circuit. Not only did his hair stink, but he also smelled of blood somewhere on his body. Even if he had been carefully wiped, it could not be washed clean by water, and he was very upset: "Your Majesty Are you going to fight with me again?"

"I didn't."

"Then don't be weird, I want to take a bath, I'll go right now." He Zheng rolled over and got out of bed, but was grabbed back by Fang Tianzhuo, the man held him on his lap and explained, "This is for your health, You just gave birth, your body is too weak..."

"It's not because of you!" He Zheng's heart started to get angry: "You forced me to give birth to the child, and now that I have given birth to him, it can be regarded as a successful retirement, I just want to take a bath and relax. Take a nap, it's such a simple thing, why do you have to complicate it? Just treat it as my reward for giving you a baby? I want to take a bath, even if I get a cold, a headache, or death, it doesn't matter! "

He slapped Fang Tianzhuo's hand away, not wanting to care whether he was angry or not, he turned around and went to pull the door.

His hand was caught again, He Zheng waved his hand, but accidentally slammed it on Fang Tianzhuo's face, with a light pop, Fang Tianzhuo turned his head slightly and closed his eyes, while He Zheng turned off the fire in a frightened moment. With a conditioned reflex, he took a step back and slumped on the chair behind with his legs weak.

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him.

He Zheng's eyes glowed with water, and he said in fear, "I, I didn't do it on purpose."

He knew that he had touched his bottom line again, held his breath and waited for the man's anger, but heard his calm voice: "I know."

Even if it was an unintentional move, He Zheng knew that hitting him in the face was really too much. "You, do you hurt?"

"You can't walk steadily now, how can you hurt me." Fang Tianzhuo came over, picked him up again, and said, "I will later order someone to burn the floor heating of Mingquan Pavilion. During this period, Zhenger take a nap first, and when you wake up, I will take you to clean it, okay?"

He Zheng was surprised.

This time, Fang Tianzhuo not only didn't get angry, but also didn't treat him coldly and violently. He even asked him... alright?

"Then, I can really take a bath after I sleep?"

"Um."

He Zheng was put on the bed obediently, and couldn't help but explain: "I'm really uncomfortable, it's just... very greasy and sticky, so..."

"I know." Fang Tianzhuo found a hair band and tied his long hair, He Zheng looked at his silent face and gently tugged at him, "I was really in pain yesterday and sweated a lot. , there was a lot of blood, and then I felt very uncomfortable today... In fact, I know that His Majesty is for my good..."

"I know." Fang Tianzhuo stroked his cheek and said softly, "I know, Zheng'er has worked hard."

The grievances overflowed in an instant, He Zheng pursed his lips, and tears welled up as soon as his eyes were red.

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Zheng Zheng: Wang woo woo-

Fang Huang: ...

Hold silently, touch your head... oil.

PS: For three days, I will squander all the manuscripts of the fifteen days! all! 【Vibration】

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