TMWMAT Ch55

There should be a detailed introduction about Fang Tianzhuo in the original book, but He Zheng didn’t see it. He spent a large part of his thoughts on reading the text on He Zheng, and some of the few strokes where he was mentioned were ignored by him.

Just like Fang Tianzhuo’s exile, he seems to have some impressions. It was on the day when they left the ship that he asked Jiang Fuyang if he was so young, and why he followed them to fight and kill. Fang Tianzhuo mentioned it once, but He Zheng didn’t take it to heart at all.

Because he didn’t care what reason Fang Tianzhuo became a tyrant, he only remembered that he was violent all the time.

He Zheng chopsticks pointed a grain of rice, and there was a pounding sound of heavy rain in his ear. He didn’t know what to say at the moment.

Fang Tianzhuo looked at his white face, clear and transparent, as if he were ignorant of the world. He said, “Zheng’er can’t even get used to the food in this temple, but he is still whimsical. He wants to leave me and the palace. You know that most people outside the imperial city can’t even eat this bowl of brown rice.”

He Zheng’s eyelashes trembled. How could he know? He only knew that in modern times, even the bottom people with a monthly income of two or three thousand can definitely get by in eating and drinking. He knew that there was a big gap between the rich and the poor, and that many children in the mountains were suffering, but he never experienced it personally.

How can he have a sense of reality from just hearing things?

Ever since he came here, his food and drink expenses have been at a normal level, and his meals are meaty. Even if he is not used to being served at first, he will get used to it once he has tasted the sweetness.

Although he felt that it was troublesome for ice to cool off the summer heat, it was just a matter of a word. Only the servants were in trouble, and he didn’t need to do it himself.

Even knowing this, He Zheng still heard a bit of ridicule from his words. Whether Fang Tianzhuo intended it or not, He Zheng felt ashamed: “So what? Even if I cultivate my own land, I still have at least freedom!”

FangTianzhuo’s lips were bent and his eyes were dark. “Are you sure you can still think about your so-called freedom when you don’t have enough to eat for three meals?”

“How do you know I don’t have enough to eat? I’m just not used to it.” He Zheng picked up the chopsticks again, silently picked up the rice, even though it was righteously, but it was awful. No matter how big it was, it was still hard to swallow.

He Zheng finished his meal in one breath, and his face was blue. Fang Tianzhuo handed him a glass of water, and he gulped it down. After a slight breath, he raised his chin and said, “See, I can live well without you!”

It’s one thing not to leave, but he doesn’t allow Fang Tianzhuo to look down on him, saying that he can’t live without him and it won’t be good!

Fang Tianzhuo smiled unchanged: “It’s one thing to eat, but it’s another thing whether you can get this meal or not.”

He Zheng was angry: “You …”

Fang Tianzhuo got up lightly to clean, then sat down on the couch, saying, “If you had not had a little prince in your belly, you should have gone to a farmer’s house outside the city to learn more.”

He Zheng got up fiercely, put the dishes into the lunch box, waited for them to be sent back to the kitchen, and then sat down. He took a breath and felt humbled because he was looked down upon.

“yes.” He couldn’t help saying, “I can’t farm. I may not be able to get this meal here, but so what? When I was an immortal, I made a huge sum of money every month by sitting there. What I did was not something that everyone could do, and I didn’t really rely on others to raise me. I made my own money, and I remember to buy gifts for my parents and brothers every month. Why do you deny my value? ”

Fang Tianzhuo pull quilt, raised eyebrows and looked at his flushed face. He Zheng’s heart was full of stagnation, and Fang Tianzhuo’s words made him feel too uncomfortable, because he knew that Fang Tianzhup was telling the truth. Maybe if he left Fang Tianzhuo his life would really hard, but who knows why he came to this broken place? He was not born here!

He Zheng’s mood came up, and his eyes were hot with anger.

Fang Tianzhuo said this and he missed his parents even more. A place where he couldn’t live without a man and wouldn’t be belittled for nothing.

He maliciously thought, if he could go back, he would definitely go back. Let this dust return to dust and soil return to soil, and let Fang Tianzhuo continue to be master of the world. He will go back and have a good life.

He wanted to shout out these words at Fang Tianzhuo and show him his confidence, but he couldn’t say it.

He knows that Fang Tianzhuo is right, and everything he said is correct. Fang Tianzhuo has his three views and positions. What is wrong is fate, and they shouldn’t have met.

As always, Fang Tianzhuo chose to skip the topic: “Sleep.”

He Zheng rolled over and lay down, pulled the quilt to his shoulder, and continued to sulk in tears.

For a long time, he heard the man around him sigh. There seemed to be a thousand words in this sigh. Then, his waist was gently hugged.

The man’s warm breath spurted in his ear, and He Zheng’s mood suddenly calmed down strangely. His hand slid down and put it on the hand around his waist, hesitating to open his slender fingers and clasping his fingers.

He closed his eyes, feeling that Fang Tianzhuo also tightened his fingers slightly.

It’s still raining hard. He doesn’t know whether the rain is too loud, or the atmosphere between them is rare and quiet, or whether they are not used to this humble bed. He Zheng has never been sleepy.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door outside. He Zheng wondered. Fang Tianzhuo had got out of bed and opened the door. A man in a waterproof coat stood outside and handed Fang Tianzhuo a lunch box.

He Zheng smelled the fragrance, and immediately stared with round his eyes. He struggled to sit up like a penguin, and couldn’t wait to put on his shoes and get out of bed. He felt too unpretentious and asked weakly, “What, what?”

He stared at the wooden lunch box like a hamster staring at melon seeds. Fang Tianzhuo took out the food and put it in front of him. He put the lunch box on the ground and said, “Eat.”

He Zheng swallowed, “You, when did you have someone buy it?”

He Zheng doesn’t remember who he told.

Fang Tianzhuo didn’t answer, but gave a reason: “I can’t get used to the food in the temple either.”

The man sat down opposite him and silently picked up chopsticks again. He didn’t eat enough just now. Although all the meals sent here are vegetarian dishes, they don’t look like meat, but they are fried with fat oil. Seasonings are added enough, which is not as dull as what he just ate. There is also a cucumber egg flower soup and a bowl of white jade-like polished rice, which exudes an attractive fragrance.

He Zheng bowed his head to eat, secretly watched Fang Tianzhuo, chewed the food with his mouth slightly raised, and whispered, “Thank you, Xianggong.”

Fang Tianzhuo didn’t respond.

He Zheng, satiated with food and drink, washed and followed Fang Tianzhuo’s, twisted his face and looked at him, then quickly withdrew his sight.

It would be nice if Fang Tianzhuo lived in the same era with him. In fact, he is still very nice. If he is not an emperor, he can be with him for a lifetime.

“xianggong.” He Zheng suddenly called him, and Fang Tianzhuo opened his eyes to the roof, but He Zheng had hugged his waist and tugged at him: “Look at me.”

Fang Tianzhuo turned around: “?”

He Zheng was very grateful for his dinner in the evening. With a grateful heart, he said, “Is there anything you want to talk about? I can listen.”

“Nothing.”

“How can there be nothing? I want to know … I want to know more about xianggong. Can you tell me?”

“Can Zheng’er walk?” Fang Tianzhuo looked at him and asked, “Your last wish is to leave me?”

He Zheng paused and shook his head, “No.”

Fang Tianzhuo held him tight in silence, touching his long hair with his fingers. He didn’t wait until he volunteered to tell himself the third wish, and his eyes sank a little. He lowered his voice and restrained himself, “No matter where you go, I will find you.”

He Zheng’s ears were numb. He subconsciously covered them and whispered, “Who said it was my wish?”

Fang Tianzhuo closed his eyes and finally spoke, “I was framed and exiled by the former queen.”

He Zheng waited patiently for him to go on, but Fang Tianzhuo was silent again. He Zheng lifted his face to look at him, breathing. Fang Tianzhuo touched his lips before saying, “Those who bullied me have all died at my hands. I gouged out his eyes when the bad king was blinded by others. The queen mother’s godson was misdirected and ignored me, so I choked her throat. The former queen abused me, and ordered the fourth prince to bully me. I drugged my fourth brother, and made her gouge her eyes, cut her nose, pull out her tongue, and gouge out her heart by her own son … ”

When he said this, his tone was extremely calm, only a pair of eyes stared at him unblinkingly. He Zheng’s heart grew cold, but it was not just pure fear, but also mixed with some complicated emotions. He suddenly hugged Fang Tianzhuo hard and said, “It’s hard work.”

Fang Tianzhuo’s eyes flash.

It was the past that Fang Tianzhuo didn’t like, so he only chose what he liked, but He Zheng knew that Fang Tianzhuo remembered the people who were kind to him, just like the current Empress Dowager, the former concubine, the only elder who had protected him.

He can be cruel or gentle.

Fang Tianzhuo bowed his head, smelled the intoxicating fragrance of his body, and whispered, “what I want, I will get it. This world and so is Zheng’er.”

He is declaring sovereignty.

He Zheng paused for a moment. His ear was suddenly touched by something wet, and his heart was shocked: “Your Majesty, um …”

Fang Tianzhuo kissed him on the lips.

The rainstorm didn’t stop until early in the morning, and He Zheng was exhausted. He slept till dawn. When he woke up, the kitchen had already brought hot water, which was prepared by the servants brought by Fang Tianzhuo.

He Zheng rubbed his eyes, cleaned himself, put on a new dress, and walked out the door. Fang Tianzhuo just finished practicing his sword and penetrated it into his sheath.

He knew he got up a little early.

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him: “When will you return to the palace?”

He Zheng still didn’t want to go back. He asked, “When can we come out again?”

Fang Tianzhuo came over, took the towel handed by the servant and wiped his hands. “That depends on whether Zheng’er is good or not,” he said lightly.

It’s not a matter of being naughty. He Zheng is very unhappy with his words. Fang Tianzhuo puts his hand on his cheek, combs his long hair with his fingers, and asks, “Why aren’t you wearing it up?”

“I can’t do it.” He Zheng took out his hair clip and said in frustration, “I can’t hold it.”

They didn’t bring a maid this time, and few of the guards could get their hair done. He Zheng’s arm got sore after a few slaps, so he had no choice but to give up. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with wearing his hair down, but it certainly looked different to Fang Tianzhuo. The man frowned slightly. “What do you know?”

“You …” He Zheng was angered by him early in the morning: “Your Majesty doesn’t know what I can do. Didn’t you feel comfortable yesterday?’ ”

The rear servant immediately bowed his head, but Fang Tianzhuo didn’t expect him to speak. His face changed. He Zheng’s timid head was suddenly picked up by a man, and He Zheng swallowed his saliva: “Xianggong, Xianggong, I, I said something wrong. Sorry, sorry!”

Fang Tianzhuo put him on the chair with a cold face, took the comb to comb his hair, and He Zheng shrank his neck, fearing that he would rip his scalp off at once.

Fang Tianzhuo took part of his hair, tied it in a knot, fixed it with a hair clasp, then sat opposite him and stared at him coldly. After a while, he said, “Don’t talk to me like that in front of people.”

He Zheng’s cleverly nods, there is no mirror here, and he doesn’t know what Fang Tianzhuo had done to his hair, but the other party’s action is very light, and he doesn’t feel that his scalp has been torn until it’s done.

Aware of his thoughtfulness, He Zheng wanted to be considerate, and just wanted to say that he would not go back to the palace. Suddenly, he saw a familiar man from the opposite room through the window.

Recognizing who it was, his heart suddenly throbbed, turned his face to peep at Fang Tianzhuo, and said tentatively, “Actually, I want to stay another two days. If your Majesty is busy, go back first?”

Fang Tianzhuo’s face turned cold again: “I didn’t hear you clearly. Say it again.”

He Zheng didn’t dare. He held Fang Tianzhuo’s hand hesitantly. “Why don’t I let my brother meet you?”

 

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The Man Who Married a Tyrant

The Man Who Married a Tyrant

嫁给暴君的男人[穿书]
Score 7.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2019 Native Language: Chinese
He Zheng became cannon fodder for the tyrant. The original cannon fodder, relying on his beauty and fertile physique, he thought that he had been loved by the tyrant for a while but in the end he was killed. His body was not even left intact. The most frightening thing is that he had been transmigrated to the night when he was offered to the tyrant. He called the sky and the earth for help but it failed, waiting for the tyrant to arrive— He Zheng: Help, spare my life! ! After a long time, the tyrant became a virtuous man and cultivated himself, but a more exciting news spread rapidly: “Can you guess who is the scariest in this palace?” ” It is the empress. If you look at him for a long time, his majesty will personally dig out your eyes.”

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  1. LicoLico says:

    Thank You for the new chapter (。・ω・。)ノ♡

  2. Blood says:

    Thanks for the chapters! ^^)❤

  3. WannaEatTofu says:

    I got a bit annoyed with he zheng, he knew he wont survive without fang tianzhuo, but he still so stubborn and selfish

    1. Shizun says:

      His character could be annoying to some, though I just think he is pregnant and moody. Totally understandable though

    2. Nura Ol’Blast says:

      I relate strongly to what he said and how he felt while hearing ml. It felt like when my mother is nagging this useless me and makes me feel like I am wasting resources just by existing. I didn’t ask to be a waste. I didn’t want to end up like this. I had ambitions too when I was younger and still have some now but I don’t believe I can make n

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