Chapter 32:
Fang Tianzhuo gave him enough face and said, "Zheng'er is right."
Jiang Fuyang: "…"
He really felt that Fang Tianzhuo had changed, looking at what nonsense He Shanshou said, a three-year-old child probably couldn't be fooled, and His Majesty even joined in with him, which was simply a loss of identity.
The second shopkeeper respectfully brought a tub and hot water. He Zheng washed his face and body, put on clean clothes, and turned out of the screen. Fang Tianzhuo in front of the window released a carrier pigeon.
Anyway, he can't control Fang Tianzhuo's affairs. He Zheng sat on the bed wiping his hair, and began to miss the modern short hair. He wondered if Fang Tianzhuo would find him if he snapped his hair with a clipper. thinking too far ahead.
Just thinking about it, Fang Tianzhuo on the side had already sat over, He Zheng moved silently to the side, the man reached out and took the towel in his hand and wiped his hair for him.
He Zheng felt that what he was rubbing was not his own hair, but his own life, which gradually became thinner and thinner under his rubbing, and it seemed that it was about to break.
He twitched his neck numbly.
I always feel that the recent Fang Tianzhuo is weird. He Zheng seems to be like poisonous chicken feet. He knows that it is delicious, but he dare not eat it for fear of death.
"Why, are you still afraid of me?"
He Zheng wrinkled his nose and shook his head.
Fang Tianzhuo threw the towel on the chair beside him.
He Zheng was startled and was hugged by him. He quickly and well-behaved found a position in Fang Tianzhuo's arms to sit firmly. Fang Tianzhuo's face was already close, and he gently kissed him on the cheek.
He Zheng looked at him, and he kissed his lips.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." He Zheng pushed him subconsciously: "I, I heard someone playing the piano outside and wanted to go out for a walk..."
Fang Tianzhuo kissed him again, and agreed very readily: "Okay."
He Zheng was very curious about how beautiful the **** the painting boat was, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to mention it, so he stood by the riverside to watch the night scene, couldn't help but take a pose for a photo, and began to miss his camera again.
He ate something at the stall, filled his stomach, and didn't go to the restaurant until three o'clock when he was sleepy. At this moment, the mood is the same as when I traveled abroad, I especially want to go home immediately and never come out again.
At this time, there were not many people on the street. He Zheng yawned and followed Fang Tianzhuo, and suddenly heard Nie Ying's voice: "Lord, be careful!"
A sharp arrow shot straight at Fang Tianzhuo, Nie Ying rushed over to save the driver, He Zheng suddenly shuddered, conditioned reflex to shrink up and hide behind Fang Tianzhuo!
The dog is like Tianzhuo, you can meet assassins wherever you go! He Zheng's heart beat faster, excited and frightened, but he didn't dare to look into it.
Fang Tianzhuo dodged the cold arrow, kicked the assassin who had won in front of him with one kick, and suddenly grabbed He Zheng with his backhand.
Ahhhh Goubi actually wanted to use him to block the sword!
He Zheng was on first-level security at the moment, and conditioned reflexively, he threw off his hand, and in his suddenly cold eyes, he crawled to the back of the stove left by the biscuits stand, gasping for breath. Son.
A man in black jumped off the roof behind him, Jian Feng Po Kong stabbed Fang Tianzhuo again, forcing him to be unable to get close to He Zheng for a while.
He Zheng Hanmao widened his eyes, and saw Fang Tianzhuo pick up a long sword with his toes, and he seemed to be killed by a sword. Blood spurted, He Zheng immediately put his head back, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind—
If you don't run now, when will you wait? !
But if he encounters Fang Tianhua, can he talk like Fang Tianzhuo?
In this hesitant neutral position, an assassin suddenly stared at him, jumped over the stove, held his sword in both hands, and stabbed He Zheng in the head, who was leaning against the stove.
"Shuh!" A knife was thrown from Fang Tianzhuo's hand, and it slashed the assassin's neck in an instant. He Zheng, who was hiding behind, was suddenly smashed by something, and when he looked closely, a man's head was round and open. His eyes looked at him coldly.
"!!"
He Zheng couldn't control his fear at all. He got up limp and was about to run. Another thing slammed into him. It was the body that the assassin who lost his head couldn't stand.
The big man's body was so heavy that He Zheng couldn't get up.
He Zheng was pressed down in a daze, and when he turned over and pushed hard, he suddenly ran into a blood hole the size of the mouth of a bowl.
He Zheng: "…"
Bright red blood, from the veins on the neck, pu ji, pu ji... a small stream, sprayed onto his face.
…
"what-!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"
"Fang Tianzhuo ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
This cry is too miserable, and the most important thing is that there is Fang Tianzhuo's name in it, and the whole audience is slightly shocked.
He Zheng screamed and frantically pulled his body out from under the dead man, shaking his hands like an electric lucky cat, he got into the garbage basket beside him, the basket was shaking on him, he was shaking. There were tears inside.
Jiang Fuyang slashed the assassin beside him with a knife, and said incredulously, "He, what was he called just now?"
Fang Tianzhuo didn't have time to investigate the matter, kicked away the assassin who had been pierced by his side, strode over to him, took off the basket on his body, and saw him crying and twitching. , probably because he was afraid that others would find out, he just held back and didn't dare to speak out.
Fang Tianzhuo looked at his embarrassed face and said in a low voice, "Everyone next to me is here to rescue him, but you are so lucky, you dare to push me out to block the sword."
He hasn't run away yet.
Look what the **** this dog is talking about.
He Zheng was afraid that he would be questioned. He pursed his lips and sobbed and stared at him with wide eyes, as if his mind was blank in panic and did not hear what he was saying.
Fang Tianzhuo squatted down and wiped the blood on his face, looking at his pale face and tearful eyes, cowardly like a kitten or a puppy that came out of nowhere. This kitten and puppy is really uncharacteristic.
He thought, bent down and squatted down, wiped the blood on his face, and said, "Okay, it's alright, Zheng'er?"
The last time Fang Tianzhuo killed someone, he knelt on the ground and saw only a few drops of blood, but he didn't see the man's body. This time, I saw a real dead person. The blood was still running on my face. The severed head, with its glaring eyes, seemed to have been copied countless times. When connected, it could circle the earth. Kind of, twirling wildly in his mind.
Uncharacteristic kittens and puppies were picked up,
He Zheng subconsciously hooked his neck and kept telling himself that the dead were just dead, but the touch of blood on his face could not be wiped away.
I have to admit again that although Fang Tianzhuo is terrifying, he is also his only protector.
Although other people's heads are really super invincible and terrifying, but...touching his neck, He Zheng hugged Fang Tianzhuo tightly again, his head is still there, this is a good thing that can't be exchanged.
Back in the room, He Zheng still couldn't help shaking. Fang Tianzhuo sat beside him silently and wiped his face with a hot and humid towel. He Zheng suddenly said, "I want to take a bath."
After taking this bath until the water was cold, He Zheng walked out of the bucket and put on his clothes. Although his face was still pale, he finally stopped shaking.
After the shock passed, he began to worry that Fang Tianzhuo would ask for the guilt. In that case, everyone tried their best to **** him. Only he turned around and ran away.
Moving his footsteps and turning out, Fang Tianzhuo was sitting on the bed in a single shirt and waiting for him. Seeing that he hesitated, he raised his eyebrows: "Is it better?"
He Zheng nodded.
"have a rest."
He Zheng slowly climbed into the bed, huddled inside to make way for him, Fang Tianzhuo lay peacefully beside him, He Zheng hesitated and tugged at him: "You, aren't you hurt?"
Fang Tianzhuo said lightly, "Never."
He Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I knew that your Majesty, the real dragon and the emperor, the auspicious person and the heavenly sign, will definitely be fine."
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him: "Why let go of my hand?"
Sure enough, it's time to settle the account, He Zheng said: "I, I'm afraid to cause you trouble."
Fang Tianzhuo suddenly turned sideways, he supported his head with one hand, and looked at He Zheng calmly. After a long time, he slowly said: "What is it in your heart?"
Why did you ask this all of a sudden?
He Zheng felt uneasy and said, "You are my god."
This is not a lie, Fang Tianzhuo reached out and stroked his lips, and said with a smile: "If there is a next time, what will Zhenger do?"
He Zheng shrank back again. He had the panic that Fang Tianzhuo would put his hand in and pull out his tongue at any time. He covered his mouth with the quilt and said, "Of course I will give my life to protect Your Majesty."
"You didn't remember a word of what I said." Fang Tianzhuo pulled down the quilt and squeezed his chin with one hand. He Zheng was shocked, and suddenly broke his hand with force, and said in shock, "I am again You don't know martial arts! What do you expect from me?! It's a lie to give up your life to protect you, and I'm also afraid of death!!"
Fang Tianzhuo's face was gloomy and seemed to be dripping water, He Zheng suddenly sat up and curled his legs to the corner, tears fell down, he covered his mouth: "If you want me to tell the truth, then I will tell the truth. Tell you, yes, even if there is a next time, I will still hide behind you. Your life is life, isn't my life not life? So many people want to die for you. Catch me, I just don't want to die, I just don't want to block your sword!"
Fang Tianzhuo sat up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Do you think I am arresting you to block the sword?"
"Otherwise? The assassin is going to kill you, not me. Why don't you arrest others, what are you arresting me for?!"
Fang Tianzhuo pursed his lips, his eyes were filled with anger, his fingers clenched and loosened, his jaw tightened, he got out of bed expressionlessly, took two steps out, and suddenly turned back.
He Zheng covered his head in a conditioned reflex, shaking uncontrollably in the quilt. He would rather Fang Tianzhuo slap him to death than have his nose cut, tongue and eyes gouged out.
Fang Tianzhuo's killing intent surged, and he was so angry that he stared at the quilt that was shivering.
With a loud bang, He Zheng's body sank suddenly, and he almost lost his voice. He fell heavily to the ground, his heart seemed to jump out, and there was a sound of slamming the door. He was left alone... sitting on the collapsed bed.
He Zheng gasped for breath, turned around and immediately looked at his white rainbow Helang, and hugged him tightly.
Everything is recruited.
Fang Tianzhuo knew everything.
How to do?
He hoped that Fang Tianzhuo could leave him here and leave directly, but he didn't kill himself today, was it because he was still enduring?
He Zheng slowly lay on the bed and curled up, rubbing his stomach again.
Don't get pregnant, don't get pregnant.
He kept praying that as long as he was not pregnant, Fang Tianzhuo would endure it all the time. Maybe it would be best if he killed Fang Tianhua and suffocated himself to death.
He hugged Baihong Helang and closed his eyes exhausted.
Fanmi stared and had a terrible dream. Fang Tianzhuo had his head cut off. He also saw a hole the size of a bowl in his neck. Like the assassin who died today, he was gushing out. Blood, the only difference is that his blood is colorful.
He Zheng sat up straight.
It was still dark, the oil lamps were still lit in the house, and there was a chirping sound in his ears, which meant that he had just slept for less than two hours.
He climbed up holding the hundred heads, and walked out cautiously, when suddenly he heard a voice from next door, it was He Run: "Your Majesty, drink less and pay attention to the dragon body."
"go out."
He Zheng blinked, and was suddenly pulled by someone. He turned his face in shock, and Luo Yuanhou raised his finger at him.
He Zheng hesitated for a moment, followed him to the window, and listened to him: "Are you all right?"
Luo Yuanhou's gentle voice made He Zheng feel sour. He shook his head and said, "It's good."
Luo Yuanhou looked at the single shirt on his body, reached out and took off his own shirt, wanting to put it on him, He Zheng immediately backed up: "Emperor Luo."
He looked at Luo Yuanhou and said seriously: "Thank you, but no need, don't meddle in my affairs again."
Luo Yuanhou frowned: "Zheng'er..."
"Call me He Shanshou."
He Zheng brushed away from him, and suddenly saw Jiang Fuyang staring at him gloomily with a wrinkled face.
fuck.
He Zheng began to feel uncomfortable, this is nothing.
He frowned: "What are you looking at? Still not sleeping!"
"what are you doing?"
"The imperial doctor asked me if I was injured, what's wrong?"
Jiang Fuyang was silent for a moment, then said, "You anger Your Majesty."
He Zheng wanted to talk about my nonsense, but it was obviously his own unreasonable trouble. He didn't want to dwell on this topic and went straight to his room, but Jiang Fuyang suddenly grabbed it and said, "Go and see Your Majesty."
"Isn't General He accompanying him?"
"You are the head of the kind, and your Majesty's person. Your task is to serve him well." Jiang Fuyang dragged him to the next door.
He gritted his teeth and always felt that he couldn't go in. He suspected that Fang Tianzhuo tonight was very likely to have a major plot with He Run. Fang Tianzhuo seldom drank, let alone in front of outsiders. After counting the time, it was indeed time. When the two protagonists have **** after drinking.
But he couldn't tell Jiang Fuyang such words. He pulled his hand hard, but Jiang Fuyang indiscriminately pushed the door open and stuffed him in.
Fang Tianzhuo looked over coldly.
"General He, leave it to Shanshou here."
He Zheng hugged He Lang tightly in his arms, He Run stood up and brushed past him, Jiang Fuyang pushed He Zheng fiercely again, and closed the door with force.
He Zheng also had a cold face, but he didn't dare to go and sit with Fang Tianzhuo, so he slid down at the door.
Jiang Fuyang, that dog boy!
He touched Helang in his arms as a child, and let Fang Tian burn his wine barrel with wine. After sitting for a while, the cold ground made him a little uncomfortable, so he stood up and stretched out his hand to pull the door.
bang, bang—
It was the sound of jars and cups being smashed.
He Zheng stopped, Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyelashes and whispered, "Come here."
He Zheng froze.
Drunk men are irrational.
He turned around and walked over slowly, Fang Tianzhuo patted his leg, He Zheng took a breath, and plucked up the courage to approach, he was pulled into his arms, his body was hugged by the man, strong wine Breathing in, He Zheng held his breath and hugged He Lang in his arms again.
Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyes and saw the delicate box.
He reached out to take it, and He Zheng was startled: "Your Majesty..."
Fang Tianzhuo grabbed it with all his strength, waved it and threw it out. The box hit the window and fell to the ground. Fang Tianzhuo looked at his flustered face and said, "He Shanshou, you are really brave."
He Zheng pinched his chin: "The crime you committed, even if you have a hundred heads, it's not enough to chop off, you know?"
He Zheng's eyes glistened with mist, and because of fear and grievance, his eyes and nose slowly turned red.
Fang Tianzhuo said coldly, "Why are you crying, afraid that I will kill you?"
He Zheng lowered his eyelashes and heard him say, "Look at me."
He Zheng tightened his clothes, looked up at him unwillingly, Fang Tianzhuo tightened his arms, slowly leaned in, and kissed his lips forcefully.
"You, daring little thing..."
This dog is more than drunk and talks a lot.
He Zheng was carried to the table.
Jiang Fuyang went back to the room from the door with a red face.
Early the next morning, He Zheng opened his eyes and saw Fang Tianzhuo's handsome dog face at first glance. Maybe he was drunk yesterday, and he was still sleeping soundly.
He Zheng squeezed his fists, gritted his teeth and slowly got up from him, stepped over him awkwardly, put on his clothes and picked up his own Helang first, the box was broken, but luckily the crane inside Lang is fine.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course he knew that for Fang Tianzhuo, really wanting his life wouldn't work at all, but he needed something to give him psychological protection, even if it was fake.
He turned to look at the man on the bed.
Fang Tianzhuo lay on his side, still holding him, He Zheng put on his clothes, pushed open the door and walked out.
With a squeak, Fang Tianzhuo opened his dark eyes, and for a moment, his palms stroked the temperature around him.
In the afternoon, when all the supplies on the ship were in place, He Zheng walked out holding his box, and Fang Tianzhuo immediately looked over.
He Zheng was very good today. He wore a gauze hat and followed them quietly with his eyelashes down. When he returned to the boat, he shrunk into bed and went to sleep. Fang Tianzhuo was upset, so no one dared to disturb him, and everyone did not dare to make big moves.
After a few days of sailing, He Zheng began to carve mahjong while lying on the bed.
He sat up all of a sudden, grabbed the small wooden block and threw it at the door.
If you can't practice calligraphy well, you grab the paper ball and throw it away. If you don't understand the book, you tear it up and throw it away.
Until the house is full of mess, then shrink back to bed and go to sleep.
Shun Yi brought him food and heard him say, "Put down the plate, you go out."
"Slave, clean up the house, Your Majesty will be here later..."
"Let you go out, and then throw you into the river with nonsense!"
Shun Yi hurriedly shut up, exited and closed the door for him.
He Zheng lay down for a while, and felt guilty again. He got out of bed and came to pick up the paper balls. After picking up two, a surge of anger surged up. He raised his hand and threw them out, and angrily kicked the paper **** away.
When the door was pushed open, a ball of paper had to fly towards Fang Tianzhuo, hit his chest, and landed at his feet.
He Zheng turned over and climbed into the bed again.
Fang Tianzhuo bent down to pick up the ball of paper, opened it and saw that there was a big "dog" on it.
The handwriting is messy, and the force penetrates the back of the paper, showing extreme hatred.
The ball of paper was pinched in his hand and turned into powder.
He Zheng didn't hear any movement for a long time, and subconsciously turned his face to look, just in time to see the scene of powder flowing out of his palm.
He was stunned for two seconds, then got up, got out of bed and took two steps to the table, raised his face and asked him, "Has Your Majesty eaten?"
Fang Tianzhuo walked up to him and sat down. He Zheng brought him some vegetables, picked up his chopsticks and took two bites, frowned slightly, and put it down again.
I want to eat what I want, but every time I put it in my mouth, I feel my stomach swell up.
Fang Tianzhuo said indifferently: "By the way, Zheng'er has a bad appetite recently?"
He Zheng said: "No, it's just not to my taste."
"Come on, go ask the imperial doctor."
He Zheng glanced at him. Since the two had a conflict that day, Fang Tianzhuo has rarely come to him, otherwise He Zheng would not have dared to lose his temper like that in the room. .
Didn't even accuse him of making the room like this.
He Zheng felt strange in his heart, but Luo Yuanhou came over quickly. After salute, he put the white gauze on his wrist. After a while, his face turned pale.
Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him: "How?"
Luo Yuanhou struggled, but in the end he said with difficulty, "It's the happy pulse."
He Zheng: "?!!"
Fang Tianzhuo's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Really?"
Luo Yuan said kindly: "It is."
Fang Tianzhuo stroked his palms, laughed slowly, and said, "Okay, okay. Why does the imperial doctor look gloomy and don't congratulate me?"
Luo Yuanhou knelt down: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Hexi Your Majesty."
Fang Tianzhuo laughed out loud, picked up the confused He Zheng, stared at him with aggressive eyes, and whispered, "Now, let's see how you run."
He Zheng: "!"
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Fang Huang: If you have a child, you will be entangled with me for the rest of your life.
Zheng Zheng: ...guna!
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