The rain and dew of thunder are all over.
For Fang Tianzhuo, there are only people in the world who are not worthy of him, and there is no one who is not worthy of him, not to mention someone who dares to dislike him.
He stared gloomily at He Zheng, who was scared and pinched his knuckles in order to resist the impulse to throw people out.
Fang Tianzhuo left in a huff, and He Zheng took the unfinished apricot and looked at the fruit that had not been thrown to the ground, and suddenly felt aggrieved.
Son of a bitch, psycho!
He threw half of the apricot in his hand at Fang Tianzhuo: “am I pregnant or are you pregnant!”
Hit it, hit it.
Before the man turned around, He Zheng’s anger had been replaced by shock. Why are you so bold every time? Fang Tianzhuo is definitely going to kill him this time!
He reflexively hid under the table and noticed that the man had returned with a sullen face, and suddenly sped out to hide under the bed.
Fang Tianzhuo: “……”
He suddenly thought of a cat raised by his mother’s concubine when he was a child, who always liked to challenge people’s bottom line, making the house a mess, and repeated warnings could not control her claws. But when he saw a man coming after her to fight, she was so scared that she immediately pulled up her neck and dragged her tail to hide everywhere. When she couldn’t run away, he would just roll on the ground and raise his claws and be on guard.
He Zheng was pulled out by his feet, holding his breath and facing his dark eyes, shivering and alert, very much like the cat that had did wrong.
“Hiding from what?”
He Zheng looked at him timidly and dared not say a word.
Fang Tianzhuo asked again, “is it dirty inside?”
He Zheng hesitated: “…… Dirty. ”
“You know it’s dirty, and you still want to go?”
“I’m, I’m scared.”
“did I yell at you?”
Indeed, he was mean to apricots, not him.
He Zheng held back for a moment, more aggrieved: “No.”
“then why be afraid?”
“I, I hit you.”
“Why did you do that when you knew it would provoke me?”
He Zheng’s cheeks bulged and went down, as if to control his temper: “I won’t dare next time.”
No, it’s not.
Fang Tianzhuo squinted, did not investigate him for another lie, quietly warned: “reflect on yourself, do not make me angry.”
He Zheng nodded obediently. Fang Tianzhuo let go of him, picked up the apricots on the ground and threw them into the garbage basket outside the door.
He Zheng got up and followed him out, turned around and looked around the house, and made sure he was really gone before saying, “Bah!”
He is the one who obviously lost his temper for no reason, how can he reflect on himself? What does he have to reflect on? he just ate the rest of his apricot. Yeah?
He Zheng’s face changed and finally understood the reason for his anger, and a wave of depression almost stuck him to death.
This psychopath is simply convinced, isn’t this kind of careful thinking only for girls? Is it really good for you to be a rough man or the king of a country so sensitive?
This should be a den of Fang Tianzhuo, the footsteps of people coming and going are very light, obviously with martial arts, Fang Tianzhuo told him to stay obedient and not to run around, for the sake of his own life, He Zheng can only obey.
From time to time in his mind, the picture of being assassinated that night flashed through his mind. The face of the man in the black veil was very much like his modern brother, but when he thought that he was coming to kill him, he began to feel numb on his scalp and knew it could not be his brother.
How can the crossing happen to two brothers at the same time?
And He Zheng doesn’t want his brother to come, because it most likely means that he has lost his life like him in modern times, and he can’t imagine what it would be like for parents to lose two children at once.
He Zheng put his hands together and prayed silently, hoping that his parents and brothers would be healthy and all the best. Although he misses them very much, his brother must not transmigrate. This is simply no place for people to stay.
Fang Tianzhuo was very busy every day for the next few days, and He Zheng could hardly see him, but Shunyi succeeded in his escape, and everyone around him was safe, and He Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
But there is one more thing that makes He Zheng anxious.
His pregnancy reaction has worsened.
He Zheng’s face was pale and his forehead was permeated with fine sweat. He Zheng was comfortably helped back to the table and sat down. He looked at the breakfast on the table and wanted to eat it, too. But He Zheng began to turn his stomach before eating.
He lay down on the table and said weakly, “go and get something light.”
Shunyi hurriedly asked the servants to withdraw and personally ran to the kitchen to prepare. He Zheng’s face was full of fatigue in front of the table full of dishes.
This reaction began yesterday afternoon, and in less than two days, he began to doubt life. He can’t imagine how those pregnant women survived.
He couldn’t help thinking about his mother. If this were the case in modern times, his mother would certainly take care of him and feed him personally, and his father and brother would certainly take care of him and ask for warmth. No, no, he won’t even get pregnant in modern times!
Speaking of which, when he was in college, even if he had a casual headache, his parents and brothers took turns driving from the next city to see him.
When he thinks of what happened in the past, he can’t help but feel a bit desolate when he realized the fact that there is no one relative around him at the moment.
He Zheng wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with his fingers.
After eating something reluctantly in the morning, He Zheng was reading before falling asleep. He dreamt that his parents and brothers looked at him one by one and told him to get up. Hr opened his eyes and saw Jiang Fuyang shaking his chair. “I went to buy some sour plums. Taste it.”
The teenager spread out his handkerchief and handed it over with dried sour plums. He Zheng pinched one into his mouth and sighed, “my brother is still sensible.”
Jiang Fuyang also ate one, which was so sour that he frowned and vomited. He Zheng couldn’t help laughing and said, “didn’t you buy yourself something to eat?”
“does sweet rice cake count?” Jiang Fuyang opened another paper bag on the table and said, “it’s still warm. I’ll give you half a try.”
He Zheng pinched and took a bite. The rice cake was soft and sweet, and he couldn’t help feeling: “We are worthy of being men who have experienced great storms, and have grown up.”
Jiang Fuyang glanced at him.
Perhaps it’s because of his listlessness that He Zheng’s face is somewhat soft and fragile, and with a little less aggressive splash, his delicate facial features become more attractive.
Jiang Fuyang was stunned for a moment.
He Zheng suddenly patted him on the head: “Why are you staring at me?”
Jiang Fuyang blushed, frowned and said, “your Majesty is fascinated by your face.”
He Zheng touched his face and sighed: “if it is a sin to be good-looking, then I may be unforgivable.”
Jiang Fuyang: “…”
If he had lived in modern times, he would have known that He Zheng was playing with him, but now he was ashamed of him when he heard it: “you are so cheeky.”
He Zheng bit the rice cake and laughed and said, “the most important thing is to have self-knowledge. Why can’t I say it myself when I am so good-looking?”
Jiang Fuyang did not know what to say. He stuffed the remaining rice cakes into his mouth and said, “I’m ignoring you.”
“Oh, brother.” He Zheng called to him, “go to the kitchen and get me some stewed chicken feet. They should be slightly spicy.”
Jiang Fuyang glared at him and said, “how dare you! who is your brother?”
He Zheng scratched his cheek and thought so. Fang Tianzhuo has so many concubines, but none of them is officially married. Even if he gives birth to a child, he is not qualified to call his brother a younger brother.
What kind of world is this? there are no human rights.
He Zheng leaned on the soft collapse and thought that in modern times, Jiang Fuyang would still have to call his sister-in-law even if he didn’t call himself elder brother.
But if it were in modern times, Fang Tianzhuo would have to hold him in the palm of his hand, otherwise who would be with him? Here, it is not fair to give birth to the next generation just because he is threatened by him.
Not to mention willing to give birth for him.
He was tortured physically and mentally.
He Zheng opened the book and soon leaned against the chair, until he smelled the aroma of chicken feet and immediately opened his eyes: “Ah! Brother, you are so kind! ”
Jiang Fuyang put the plate in front of him and said, “You’re not queasy?”
“well, yes.” He Zheng rolled up his sleeves and took one to eat, and instructed him: “pass me that spoon for the soup and I’ll spit out the bones.”
“you can’t sit up and eat?”
He Zheng looked softly and said, “good brother, just take care of your little nephew and his mother, will you?”
Jiang Fuyang angrily took it and put it on his chest and said, “your Majesty has just sent back the news. He will not return tonight.”
“Oh.” He Zheng said faintly: “Does what he does have anything to do with me?”
“You won’t ask what he’s going to do?”
“What is there to ask?” He Zheng said, “he is the son of the real dragon. He is blessed by them, and it won’t kill him to get a little injury.”
“you!” Jiang Fuyang reached out and snatched the chicken feet from his hand and said angrily, “your Majesty dotes on you so much but you are ungrateful and you say such ungrateful words. If you were not pregnant with the dragon son, I would kill you first and play you later!”
He Zheng rolled his eyes, reached out, and threw the spoon to him: “go out, I won’t eat.”
Jiang Fuyang glanced at the snack especially given to him, and then stuffed the spoon back: “this is for my nephew.”
He Zheng glared at him, scratched his paws again, and Jiang Fuyang frowned at him for a long time: “are you really not curious about what he went to do?”
“The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. Do you want me to die?”
Jiang Fuyang was furious. “It’s a pity that your majesty is so attentive to you. You are even stingy to respond, you heartless fox!”
He dropped his sleeve and left angrily.
“you are the fox.” He Zheng shouted angrily, “you are still a snake spirit!”
He gritted his teeth and felt another spasm in his stomach. He Zheng covered his mouth and struggled to get up in front of the spittoon and spit it out.
“first of all, you are in a special situation, so don’t be angry with Young master Jiang.”
“who is angry with him?” He Zheng gargled with a pale face, picked up dried plums and stuffed them into his mouth, panted and collapsed, twisted his face and said weakly, “take it out, I don’t want to eat.”
Shunyi hurriedly took the chicken feet away, and He Zheng turned sideways and curled up slowly.
He really doesn’t understand, why Jiang Fuyang is complaining just because Fang Tianzhuo, paid some attention to him. Everyone knows that he spoils him, but what if he likes him? Should he be grateful just because he is being liked?
Fang Tianzhuo is already lucky, obviously, he is already high above, there are so many people who speak for him, and consider his position.
But he has nothing of his own.
No one cares that he has no relatives in this world, no one cares that he is trembling for a living under Fang Tianzhuo, no one cares that he has nothing but a heart that can be controlled by himself, and his body is not even his.
But everyone is still asking him to hold his heart out unconditionally and dedicate it to that man.
Would he dare give it?
He Zheng knows that when he discovers that Fang Tianzhuo likes him, there are other reasons why he is happy besides being alive.
But he dared not think about it.
In this world, if everything is handed over, he will die miserably.
He sniffed and closed his eyes wearily.
That night, Fang Tianzhuo really didn’t come back.
It was not until noon the next day that he appeared with He Run and others in front of Jiang Fuyang, who was waiting anxiously. Jiang Fuyang was a bit embarrassed. Jiang Fuyang ran quickly over: “are you all right, your Majesty?”
“nothing happened.” Fang Tianzhuo shook his sleeve that had been blown by the wind. Maybe the trip went well. He was in a good mood and asked casually, “How is the body of He Shanshou?”
Jiang Fuyang said, “maybe the little prince is so noisy that he can’t eat, but I bought dried plums and sent them as an appetizer. Your Majesty, are you going to see him now? ”
“I’ll change my clothes first.”
Jiang Fuyang glanced at his worn-out clothes, knowing that he was changing for He Shanshou.
He can not help but sigh, that brutal and cold-blooded He Shanshou doesn’t care about your life or death.
Shizun: If it were me I honestly would act more or less like He Zheng but more stupid version of him.