Chapter 14:
He Zheng sat hummingly for a while, burped a wine burp, stopped crying, and stopped humming songs.
Looks like he's going to sleep.
Fang Tianzhuo reached out and grabbed his feet to flatten him, and then held his shoulders to make him lie back, He Zheng suddenly grabbed his collar, "You, do you think I'm particularly easy to bully? Well? ?"
Fang Tianzhuo: "?"
"Do you think you're amazing?"
Fang Tianzhuo stared at him, reached out and grabbed his wrist, and said gloomily: "Pay attention to your words, drink and splash in front of me, believe it or not I cut you?"
He Zheng stared at him blankly, even if he was drunk, he subconsciously saw the horror on his face, and the drunken madness was over before it even started. He shrank back in a conditioned reflex, grabbed and grabbed with a look of fear, grabbed the quilt on the side, as if Fang Tianzhuo couldn't see it, and quietly pulled towards him, covering his knees and chest a little bit. Chin, mouth, until the quilt covered his head, he slowly lay down again, moving cautiously, as if afraid of shocking Fang Tianzhuo.
Fang Tianzhuo frowned, reached out and pulled his quilt off: "Are you awake?"
He Zheng looked at him and said nothing.
Fang Tianzhuo looked at his timid appearance, his eyes darkened. He Zheng is really good-looking. Just looking at his appearance, he can't pick out any faults in his whole body. The faint smell of wine mixed with the faint fragrance on his body makes people want to move.
He grabbed He Zheng's hand, leaned over and kissed his lips, He Zheng was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly kicked over, got out of the quilt and ran out, his snow-white feet on the ground, he was full of fear, but just now After running two steps, a piece of clothing was suddenly wrapped around his waist, a pulling force came, and he was dragged to Fang Tianzhuo again.
He Zheng's mind was empty, Fang Tianzhuo said gloomily, "What are you running for?"
"I feel ashamed by your side."
"Um?"
"Represents the appearance of being ashamed."
"..." Fang Tianzhuo's face was sullen, he hugged him domineeringly, and whispered: "You can't run."
"Well, I don't run." He Zheng said, "I want to sleep."
"Come with me."
He Zheng nodded, "Well, I like His Majesty the most, and I like to sleep with His Majesty the most."
When he was drunk, his panic became clearer and fluent, Fang Tianzhuo frowned, He Zheng met his eyes, his brain that couldn't think didn't understand why he was angry, his body had already reacted first, and he kissed Fang. Burning lips.
Fang Tianzhuo pressed him down and deepened the kiss.
It really started to rain in the evening, followed by thunder, lightning and thunder, wind and rain, and there was a hula-la sound outside.
Afraid of noise, He Zheng covered his ears and unconsciously drilled into Fang Tianzhuo's arms, as if he was going to punch a hole in his chest and stuff his head in.
Fang Tianzhuo pulled the quilt up to cover his head, and stroked the tip of his nose with his big hands, which fell on his pink lips, thin, as if rubbing against a handicraft.
He Zheng…
He narrowed his eyes. If He Ye dared to send up a darling who was not his own son under the guise of being loyal to the king, it would be a death penalty.
He rolled over and got out of bed.
He Zheng was woken up by the cold. The temperature on the mountain dropped to the same temperature as winter in the middle of the night. He opened his eyes tremblingly. The tent was dark and the sky was still dark.
With a slight movement, his face suddenly changed.
The dog is like Tianzhuo, taking advantage of people's danger, villain!
It's just that Zhang Xiaofan said that when he was drunk, he would often find someone to settle accounts and scold others, and sometimes he would brag and be brutal and worthy of a beating.
But, he shouldn't have scolded Fang Tianzhuo, right?
He Zheng wrapped the quilt tightly and touched the head on his neck, making sure he didn't say anything, otherwise Fang Tianzhuo's stinky temper would have pulled him out to wake him up from the rain, and then his head moved.
The ancient wine really can't be touched, it's too hard to drink. He frowned and looked at the tent. He didn't know if there was a stove, so he probably wouldn't be able to sleep in the second half of the night.
He tapped on his aching head, grabbed the clothes he had taken off, and put it on the quilt. His body shrunken in the quilt gradually lost its temperature.
Fang Tianzhuo didn't come back until it was dawn, and He Zheng was curled up in the quilt with his head covered, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze.
The quilt on top of his head was pulled away, and the skin on his cheeks was exposed to the outside temperature. He Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, had a splitting headache, and felt aggrieved: "Where have you been?"
"Miss me?"
He Zheng timidly opened his hands, frozen to the point of losing his dignity: "I want your majesty to hug me."
Fang Tianzhuo glanced at his trembling shoulders, paused for a moment, took off his wet and cold jacket, went to bed and hugged him in his arms.
His clothes were still a little cold, but the palm of his hand was attached to He Zheng's back, and a faint warm current quickly flooded his body. He Zheng pulled him down and wanted to hug a large heating pillow, which filled his body with warmth. , and soon fell asleep.
On the second day, He Zheng, who had not played enough, left for the palace.
He was still a little reluctant to part, even though he was with Fang Tianzhuo outside the palace, he always felt that he could still breathe freely, but once he thought of returning to the palace, his heart seemed to be blocked by something.
Fang Tianzhuo was reading a book in the car, He Zheng leaned against the window in a daze, and suddenly, Fang Tianzhuo's ears moved, and He Zheng was caught off guard and pulled into his arms by him. As soon as his head was pressed, a chill came from the back of his neck.
"There are assassins!" Someone shouted outside, Jiang Xian and Nie Ying quickly rushed to the door: "Your Majesty, how are you and your son?"
"It's fine, don't worry about it, go back."
The implication is that there is no need to chase the assassin.
He Zheng was sweating all over, Fang Tianzhuo took his hand from his head, he shrunk away from the window and sat up, only to find a hole in the curtain, Fang Tianzhuo grabbed an arrow in his hand, There is also a letter on it.
Damn, ancient homing pigeons are so cute, why not use homing pigeons? !
He Zheng thought that he was almost shot through like a curtain, and his legs felt weak for a while. It was good to shoot an arrow to death.
His face was pale and uncertain, Fang Tianzhuo lightly read the letter, held his hand in the palm of his hand and stretched out his hand out of the window, He Zheng immediately looked at it with a novelty, and saw that his palm was slightly rubbed, and then opened it and it turned into powder.
Fang Tianzhuo withdrew his hands, looked down at the person who was holding his legs out, and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm afraid." He Zheng confessed honestly, and couldn't help but admire his face, so he hugged his waist and raised his face with star eyes: "Your Majesty is amazing, you just picked up arrows with your bare hands, and kneaded paper into sand, It's too pretty."
"Um."
He Zheng blinked, "How long have you been practicing?"
Fang Tianzhuo asked, "Want to learn?"
He Zheng is eager to try, Fang Tianzhuo is the best in this world, if he can really learn a little bit, if nothing else, it is absolutely enough to go out of the palace to live a small life without being bullied.
The chicken nodded as if pecking at the rice.
Fang Tianzhuo began to close his eyes and rest.
He Zheng was stunned and pushed him subconsciously, "Your Majesty?"
ignore.
Realizing that he was dried out, He Zheng's glowing face suddenly became fierce, he squeezed his fist, turned and leaned aside.
The car stopped first at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, which is Fang Tianzhuo's bedroom, but when he got off the car, He Zheng was also agitated and followed quickly.
Fang Tianzhuo stopped: "Someone will send you back."
"I, I can't bear your majesty." He Zheng grabbed his hand and said softly, "I want to accompany your majesty more."
Everyone likes to listen to good words, but Fang Tianzhuo's expression is a bit like a smile, but He Zheng bites the bullet and walks in with him, Fang Tianzhuo said: "I still have something to deal with, Zheng'er will take a short rest first. , I will personally take you back later."
It couldn't be better!
He Zheng was beating a drum in his heart, and said disappointedly, "Then, Your Majesty will come back earlier."
Things went well unexpectedly, but He Zheng always felt that it was a trap. Returning to the place where he came for the first time, He Zheng looked left and right, and also looked up, but no one was watching.
He told himself not to be too hasty. He first lay down on Fang Tianzhuo's bed and fell asleep. He turned over on the bed, then turned over again. His sleeping position became worse and worse, until his head came out of the bed and a pillow popped. It fell off.
He Zheng suddenly sat up.
His hair has been ruffled in the tossing, lying on the edge of the bed to reach the pillow, the thick long hair hangs down to the ground, almost blocking all his movements like a gauze curtain.
He sneakily touched under the bed, froze for a moment, then reached over to touch it, and slowly raised his face in a daze.
gone.
Contraceptive pills, gone.
He swallowed his saliva, and suddenly jumped out of the bed and climbed to the bottom of the bed to turn over. He remembered that he put the small **** in a small cloth bag, and then clipped the small cloth bag to the left side beam under the bed board, but now, it is gone.
The maid cleaned and took it away? Fang Tianzhuo found out? Or... He Zheng thought about the fact that he was taken away, but Fang Tianzhuo arrived quickly - his movements were controlled by Fang Tianzhuo from the very beginning.
When he said this, he often got angry for no reason, and it seemed to be understandable with the inquiring eyes every time he said something nice.
He Zheng lay under the bed, staring at the bed board in a daze.
What is Fang Tianzhuo thinking now?
Why not kill him?
Is it because he is not pregnant yet?
Is it that as long as he is pregnant and the child is full-term, it is his death.
He Zheng was stunned for a long time, and it took him a long time to slowly climb out of the bed. After seeing the dragon boots appearing in front of his gray and unlovable face, a burst of anger suddenly overflowed from the bottom of his heart.
He crawled out at a faster speed, and his waist suddenly hit the bed board when he pulled it out. He Zheng had no time to cry out in pain, so he could only hold down his lower back and said, "Your Majesty, you are back."
"Well." Fang Tianzhuo said calmly, slowly sat down on the bed, looked up at him, and patted his leg.
He Zheng hurriedly patted the dust on his body, with a face like a cat with a pretentious calm smile: "I'm dirty, go wash first."
"Come here." The man opened his mouth, his eyes were unfathomable, but he couldn't see the slightest bit of unhappiness in his expression. He Zheng subconsciously clenched his shirt, and his eyes were suspicious.
He was terrified.
It's not that he is afraid that he will die, but that he seems to have implicated Imperial Physician Luo.
After all, playing this set with Fang Tianzhuo is still too smart.
However, if he went back to the day he just wore it, he would definitely still need contraception. As long as Fang Tianzhuo didn't kill him for a day, he would not stop the idea of contraception. Even if he was pregnant, he would fall.
He didn't want to hurt Imperial Physician Luo, and he didn't want to hurt anyone, he just wanted to live, decently, and live like a normal person.
rather than a reproductive tool of a feudal society.
He Zheng cheered up, walked over slowly, and sat down on his lap obediently. Fang Tianzhuo reached out and wiped the ash on his face, "What are you looking for?"
He didn't break it directly.
He Zheng pursed his lips, suddenly raised his eyelashes, slowly curved the corners of his mouth, and smiled lightly: "I'm looking for a love letter to His Majesty."
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Fang Huang: Haha.
zhengzheng: hehe
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