He Zheng sat hummingly for a while, burped with the smell of wine, 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. If you say somethin I do not want, believe it or not, do you think I won’t chop you down?”
He Zheng looked at him blankly. Even if he was drunk, he subconsciously saw the horror on this face, and the drunken madness was over before it even began. He shrank back in a conditioned reflex, 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. He covered himself, until the quilt covered his head, he slowly lay down again, moving cautiously, as if afraid of startling 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. 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 am ashamed of myself for staying at your side.”
“It means that I am ashamed.”
“…” Fang Tianzhuo hugged him domineeringly, and whispered, “You can’t run.”
“Well, I won’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, he spoke more clearly and fluently, Fang Tianzhuo frowned, and He Zheng met his eyes, unable to do anything. The brain didn’t understand why he was angry at all, his body had already reacted first, and he kissed Fang Tianzhuo’s lips.
Fang Tianzhuo pressed him down and deepened the kiss.
It really started to rain in the evening, followed by thunder, lightning, 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, as if rubbing against a handicraft.
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 capital crime.
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.
Fang Tianzhuo is a dog, taking advantage of people’s danger, he is a 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 sever his head.
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 shrunk in the quilt that gradually lost its temperature.
Fang Tianzhuo didn’t come back until dawn. 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?”
He Zheng timidly opened his hands and was so frozen that he lost his dignity: “I want to give your Majesty a hug.”
Fang Tianzhuo glanced at his trembling shoulders, took off his wet and cold jacket, and 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 carriage, while He Zheng was leaning on the window in a daze. Suddenly, Fang Tianzhuo’s ears moved, and He Zheng was caught off guard and pulled into his arms. Just as his head was pressed against his chest, 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 the gongzhi?”
“it’s all right. Don’t worry about it. Go back.”
The implication is that there is no need to chase the assassin
He Zheng was in a cold sweat. Fang Tianzhao’s hand was taken off his head. He leaned away from the window and sat up, only to find that there was a hole in the curtain and Fang Tianzhao grabbed an arrow with 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. If he didn’t die, it would hurt to receive a pierce in the body .
His face was pale and uncertain, Fang Tianzhuo lightly read the letter, he held it 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 he slightly rubbed it in his palm, and then opened it and it turned into powder.
Fang Tianzhuo retracted his hands, looked down at the person who was holding his legs and pointed out, and said, “Aren’t you afraid?”
“Afraid.” He raised his face and stared at his eyes: “Your Majesty is amazing. You just picked up arrows with your bare hands and kneaded paper into sand. It’s too beautiful.”
He Zheng blinked, “How long have you been practicing?”
Fang Tianzhuo asked: “Want to learn?”
He Zheng was eager to try, Fang Tianzhuo is the best in this world. If he can really learn a little bit, if nothing else, going out of the palace to live a small life without being bullied is definitely enough .
The chicken nodded as if pecking at the rice.
Fang Tianzhuo began to close his eyes and rest.
He Zheng was stunned for a while, then pushed him subconsciously, “Your Majesty?”
He was ignored.
Realizing that he was ignored, He Zheng’s glowing face suddenly became fierce, he squeezed his fist, turned and leaned aside.
The carriage stopped first at the Yangxin Hall, which is Fang Tianzhuo’s bedroom, but when he got out of the car, He Zheng was also agitated and followed quickly.
Fang Tianzhuo stopped: “Someone will send you back.”
“I am reluctant to bear your majesty.” He Zheng grabbed his hand and said softly: “I want to accompany your majesty more.”
Everyone loves to hear good words However, Fang Tianzhuo’s expression was not good. He Zheng bit the bullet and walked in with him, Fang Tianzhuo said: “I still have something to deal with, Zheng’er will take a short rest first, and I will personally take you home.”
This couldn’t be better!
He Zheng’s heart was beating like a drum, and said disappointedly, “Then, Your Majesty please come back earlier.”
Things went well, 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.
The Contraceptive pills are 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 balls 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 something, he often got angry for no reason, and seemed to understand the inquiring look in his 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 fully born, then it is time for his death.
He Zheng was stunned 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. 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 smile: “I’m dirty, I’ll go and wash it first.”
“Come here.” Unhappy for half a minute, He Zheng clenched his shirt subconsciously, his eyes 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.
In the end, playing this game with Fang Tianzhuo is still too clever.
However, if he went back to the day he just transmigrated 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 abort it.
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, and said, “What are you looking for?”
He didn’t point it out 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.”
Tamago: He Zheng is clever at making excuses