Even if they go out, other people are not qualified to eat at the same table with Fang Tianzhuo, so only Jiang Fuyang and He Zheng can sit at this table.
After He Zheng was full, he asked Fang Tianzhuo if he could walk out of the room, “If you want to go downstairs, I will take you there later.”
Unable to go downstairs, He Zheng wandered upstairs, while Nie Ying came out holding his sword and looked at him from a distance just in case.
This restaurant faces the river, and the scenery is very good. Lying at the window, you can see the boats docked and the busy workers. There are weeping willows planted by the river.
The faint sound of the piano could also be heard.
He Zheng was a little curious and asked, “Is that Hualou’s boat?”
A voice came, but it was not Nie Ying: “It’s the painting boat of Chunlou.Not sure if its Manchunlou or Chunlou but its a boat for prostitutes”
He Zheng’s heart lifted almost at once, he smiled and said, “It’s pretty.”
Then he calmly turned from the window and saw Luo Yuanhou who was only a few steps away from him.
He glanced at the puzzled Nie Ying, and his scalp was numb from Luo Yuanhou’s gaze. He could only quickly walk past him, returned to the room he had booked, and threw himself on the bed.
If he was going to die, could he still have a second to relax?
In the original book, Luo Yuanhou fell in love with He Zheng at first sight, because He Zheng had never looked at him, so he had been deliberately suppressing his feelings, but now… He Zheng covered his face.
He had just come here, and for a moment he really regarded the palace as a survival game, thinking that no matter what, as long as he escapes, he can do farming or small business, and find an expert to learn things and be full of martial arts style life is not impossible.
But the more time passed, the more he discovered that this place was different from what he imagined.
A real world is in front of you, and life and TV dramas are completely different.
Inside the palace, Fang Tianzhuo held his life and death, while outside the palace, Fang Tianhua would kill him at any time.
But now Luo Yuanhou has received a response from “He Zheng” and understands that he does not want to stay by Fang Tianzhuo’s side, so he has not given up.
He must find an opportunity to clarify his thoughts with Luo Yuanhou, it would be too dangerous for both of them to continue like this.
He Zheng sat up.
Outside, Luo Yuanhou slowly exhaled from the place where he was just now, and suddenly noticed a biting sight, which made his heart tighten slightly, and subconsciously returned to his senses, he bowed: “My lord.”
“Chunlou painting boat is indeed very beautiful.” Fang Tianzhuo asked, “The genius doctor often visits?”
“Just go in to check the girls insided as a doctor.”
Jiang Fuyang followed Fang Tianzhuo, clearly seeing the murderous desire crawling up from him, fully undisguised and repressed.
“The genius doctor travels all over the world, and now that he has entered the palace, he must miss his previous life very much.”
Luo Yuanhou said cautiously: “It is my duty to do things for the Lord.”
Fang Tianzhuo slowly stepped up and walked towards him, Nie Ying stood up slightly, Jiang Xian and He Run, who followed him, both had slightly tense expressions, while Jiang Fuyang was confused as to why His Majesty would kill the imperial physician.
Luo Yuanhou bent his body quietly, under the hood of the shadow of death, leaving him almost nowhere to retreat.
“Squeak…” The double doors opened softly, He Zheng emerged from one side of the room, Fang Tianzhuo lowered his hand in his sleeve, his thumb caressed the knuckle of his index finger, and muttered softly, “Then keep doing your part.”
He turned to look at He Zheng.
He Zheng grunted and gulped.
Fang Tianzhuo smiled and waved at him: “Want to go out to play?”
He Zheng nodded immediately, Fang Tianzhuo walked over, He Zheng took the gauze hat and hurriedly put it on, and quickly followed.
The place was silent, Luo Yuanhou’s thick clothes were wet, and everyone let out a long sigh.
He Zheng trailed Fang Tianzhuo by a short distance. He continued looking at him in the eyes. Fang Tianzhuo’s face was as usual, but his wrist was shaking in a circle, flexing his muscles and bones while he spoke and laughed. This is one of his little habits, both before and after the murder.
“What do you want to buy?” The hand finally fell, Fang Tianzhuo asked in a warm voice, He Zheng froze for a while, and said, “Just go shopping, I, I like shopping.”
Shit, at this time, he would rather play games on his mobile phone on his own sofa.
Fang Tianzhuo didn’t speak, his usual expression gradually became gloomy in He Zheng’s cautious movements, and he became angry again.
He Zheng didn’t know why, and regretted not holding his head out. Fang Tianzhuo was so angry just now that he was not allowed to ask him.
Thinking of this, he held his breath even more.
They walked all the way and walked to the riverside. The hawker’s clamor gradually became inaudible. He Zheng’s arm suddenly hurt and the hand holding his waist tightened. He pulled the whole person to his chest. The man pushed aside the white gauze to, quietly met his eyes.
He Zheng pursed his lips and wanted to grin to please him, but he didn’t dare, for fear that he would gouge out his own eyeballs.
“If you’re afraid of me again, I’ll cut your nose off.”
He took so many heads in vain, but his nose, eyes and tongue were all pressed.
But, how can he not be afraid… He Zheng subconsciously shrank his body, saw his brows furrowed, and suddenly became wicked, he suddenly stood on tiptoe, went up and knocked his head on his head.
The river is windy and the air is quiet.
After hitting his forehead with righteousness, He Zheng began to stare at him and tremble again. Fang Tianzhuo hesitantly reached out and touched his forehead. His eyes fell on his crooked gauze hat, reached out to help him, and his pupil shrank. Suddenly he turned around and ran away.
The snow-white figure was like a moving ball of hair, whirring and running wildly, so the gauze hat that had been crooked was blown by the wind, first slipped from his head to his shoulders, and then fell to the ground.
Fang Tianzhuo: “…”
He walked over, took up the gauze hat, touched his forehead once more, gazed at the shrinking form in front of him, and laughed out loud..
Fang Tianzhuo followed his figure for a time, saw him racing furiously, then suddenly braked, took a few steps back, and focused on a derelict boat parked on the shore..
Looking left and right, he jumped over with his sleeves thrown, and stooped to get in.
He did not come out again.
It was Fang Tianzhuo who asked him to hit him.
He Zheng shrank inside, breathing fast and his heart beating wildly.
It was Fang Tianzhuo who said, don’t be afraid of him, he wanted to beat him for a long time.
He can’t kill me, he doesn’t want to kill me.
He Zheng touched his head, and realized that the hat was missing. He looked at his white clothes, which seemed to be a little conspicuous, so he rolled in the cabin at once, turning his face ashen. He huddled inside, cautiously staring outside through the same dilapidated boat curtain.
This side has been deserted, there is almost no one, and the shore is also empty.
No one is a good thing.
He Zheng squatted inside and thought, if Fang Tianzhuo couldn’t find him tonight, then he would shave his face and fly away tomorrow, and Fang Tianhua would not recognize him.
He faced the bow and observed the shore, Fang Tianzhuo got on the boat silently, and sat quietly at the stern to observe him.
The sky was getting dark, He Zheng moved his feet restlessly, his calf was numb from squatting, and because he waded in the water when he got on the boat, his ankles were wet and uncomfortable, so he sat down and removed his shoes and socks
He slowly relaxed, let out a breath, and lay down with his limbs wide open.
Rolling his eyes upward, he suddenly saw a white jade hair crown and a… familiar forehead.
He Zheng suddenly sat up straight, he was shocked by the fact that Fang Tianzhuo was sitting behind him, but he still had to bite the bullet and turn around to face him.
Fang Tianzhuo’s forehead was blue. Of course, He Zheng was not much better. After all, the effect of force is mutual, and he is obviously much more pitiful than Fang Tianzhuo, with messy hair and dirty face and body. The wet eyes looked like a kitten or a puppy, Fang Tianzhuo looked at him for a moment, and then said, “Come here.”
“It’s you!” He Zheng was afraid that he would kill himself, and was a little furious: “You let me hit you! You can’t kill me! I, I still have one hundred, one hundred heads, which can be offset…”
“Okay, canceled.” Fang Tianzhuo said: “Come here.”
He Zheng was stunned for two seconds: “Really, really?”
Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his hand to him and said, “I don’t break my words.”
He Zheng approached cautiously and slowly extended his hand to him. With a gentle tug, Fang Tianzhuo drew him into his arms. He Zheng froze as he saw him wipe his cheeks with the cloth he had used to wrap the sesame cake the last time.
He Zheng glanced at him, puzzled, and a wave of sadness washed over him; Fang Tianzhuo didn’t seem like he was intending to kill him in the first place!
“Then, that head…” The more He Zheng thought about it, the more distressed he became: “Can you still give it back to me?”
Fang Tianzhuo curled his lips and said, “Okay, I’ll return it to Zheng’er.”
He Zheng looked at him with puzzled eyes for a while, then subconsciously pinched his handkerchief: “I’ll do it myself.”
Fang Tianzhuo did not refuse.
His face was dry with ashes, and it couldn’t be wiped clean. He Zheng’s face was red and painful, so he stopped.
They were seated at the stern of the boat, the wind was blowing, and they couldn’t say anything. He Zheng opened the handkerchief and examined it, discovering a few lovely begonias stitched on it. He instinctively searched for a topic by looking at Fang Tianzhuo. “Is this Your Majesty’s embroidery?”
Fang Tianzhuo laughed dumbly: “My mother.”
That’s a few years old He Zheng said: “Your Majesty’s mother is really amazing, and the embroidery is really good.”
Fang Tianzhuo did not speak.
He Zheng handed him the handkerchief, which Fang Tianzhuo quietly accepted, folded, and stowed away, his gaze falling on his feet. The foot was delicate and white, like an ash-streaked craftsmanship. He Zheng drew his hem over his feet to cover them, and then realized he’d torn his shirt off and bent over to wrap his chilled feet in it.
His palms were warm, and his expression seemed to have a touch of tenderness.
He Zheng recalled the events of the whole day, and felt strange in his heart. Just as he was thinking about it, he heard him say, “Go back.”
He handed the gauze hat to He Zheng, bent down and picked him up, lightly tapped his foot from the stern, and landed on the shore lightly.
This dog’s martial art is really awesome. Zheng’s heart is surging, he tugs at the corner of his clothes and asks, “Can I learn this?”
Fang Tianzhuo said: “If I have time to teach you, you can try.”
He Zheng was hugged while they walked for two minutes. He wanted to fly again, but he didn’t dare to mention it. He struggled silently all the way, but he had already reached the restaurant.
They plan to stay here for two days and wait for the supplies on the ship to be purchased before they can continue their journey.
This bumpy road, He Zheng can not help but miss modern trains and planes.
As expected, the humble He Zheng was still in the room with the noble Fang Tianzhuo. He was carried upstairs in a filthy manner. Jiang Fuyang looked stunned: “Shoushan is injured?”
Of course, He Zheng can’t say that he was scared away and made himself like this, it’s too embarrassing.
He immediately covered his stomach, leaned his head against Fang Tianzhuo’s arms, and said weakly, “Yeah, I met an assassin. In order to save the emperor, I had to take a step to divert their attention…”
A half-smiling gaze fell on his face.
He Zheng raised his hand and hooked his arms around his neck and buried his face on him, wanting for your majesty to save his face.
T/N: HZ it’s not good to lie when the emperor is just beside you.
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