CH 13

The spring hunt was for the emperor, so the first thing the official in charge did was to prepare Fang Tianzhao’s camp. He Zheng was put on the soft couch like a cat, and his trouser legs were rolled up. For a moment, he seemed to feel Fang Tianzhao’s gentle care.

“Why are you disobedient and suddenly ride the horse?”

He Zheng frowned and let him rub his knees, he met those abyss-like eyes, and said, “I want to hurry up and learn… I hope I can be worthy of Your Majesty.”

Fang Tianzhuo’s heart tightened slightly.

He stared at the snow-white face in front of him, and looked at those extremely beautiful eyes exploratively.

He Zheng’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down at the same time, trying to make himself look very sincere, but Fang Tianzhuo was too patient, and the scrutiny in those eyes was too intense. For a moment, he suspected Fang Tianzhuo was inquiring into the truth of his words.

He Zheng’s eyelashes trembled faster. He couldn’t bear it any longer, he lowered his eyelashes and dared not look at him. He said in a low voice, “Your Majesty, don’t look at me like that.”

“Why?

“I will want to kiss you.”

Fang Tianzhao was stupefied for a second, and subconsciously looked away. His ears were slightly hot, but he pursed his lips hard, and his face darkened slightly.

The palm on his knee was gentle and powerful, He Zheng secretly raised his eyes, and suddenly said, “Your Majesty, you are so kind.”

He Zheng said this from the bottom of his heart, so when Fang Tianzhao saw it again, he was extremely serious and frank. Fang Tianzhao’s vengeance must be repaid, and at the same time, the empress dowager was kind to him, so he respected the empress dowager. From this point, he judged that Fang Tianzhao was a good man.

And he has never hurt him so far. Although He Zheng knows that he is only using him as a reproductive tool, no matter the reason, he is still alive.

Therefore, Fang Tianzhuo is also a good person at this moment.

However, his serious attitude was in stark contrast to Fang Tianzhao. Fang Tianzhuo stared at him coldly for a while, and suddenly he exerted force on his hand. He Zheng suddenly trembled, and burst out crying.

Fang Tianzhuo is a dog, he wants to take back what he just said!

Fang Tianzhuo withdrew his hand, got up and ordered someone to bring a copper basin to clean his hands. He glanced sideways to see how He Zheng was holding his mouth and sniffing without saying a word. He wanted to touch his knee but was reluctant to touch it. “Do you know what it means to deceive the emperor?”

He Zheng immediately raised his face, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, but his desire to survive was frantically surging: “Your Majesty, what this commoner said is true

Suddenly a voice came from outside: “The sky has changed, it seems like it’s going to rain.”

He Zheng’s eyes widened slightly. God, he is just trying to survive,please open your eyes and help.

Fang Tianzhuo sneered, he threw the towel into the basin held by the servant. He turned around and opened the tent and walked out.

The servants followed him out. He Zheng stayed in the tent alone. He hurriedly lowered his head to look at his poor knees and breathed carefully. No wonder the servants wanted to kneel but kneeling like this every day, his legs would absolutely be crippled.

He Zheng thought in confusion again, he is so miserable, what about the other servants in the palace?

He sighed, and couldn’t help blowing on his knees in distress.

He is beautiful, but he is miserable.

Dinner was at the hunting ground, He Zheng sat beside Fang Tianzhuo, he served him with chopsticks, and then returned to eat by himself. Although the stupid horse escaped, the small animals in the mountain did not escape, and they all became a delicacy on the table.

He Zheng couldn’t help but go to see General He again.

He originally wanted to get the two drunk and try to get them to have a relationship in advance. Although he knew that General He was miserable, he was originally the protagonist in the book.

But now, He Run rescued him once at noon, and He Zheng’s heart suddenly became entangled. With Fang Tianzhuo, General He really can only be abused. Even if he rebels, he is unlikely to be the opponent of Fang Tianzhuo. According to the style of the original author, Fang Tianzhuo is very likely to imprison him or… break the arm and cut the leg?

He Zheng was suffocated by his own brain.

Other people in the room also found that He Zheng had been staring at He Run. He Run lowered his eyes subconsciously, not knowing why He Zheng was staring at him all the time. Could it be that he was an undercover agent and wanted to alienate his relationship with his Majesty?

His eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.

He Zheng was in a daze when a hand was suddenly stretched out from one side. He was turned around by a person who pinched his chin. Fang Tianzhao asked, “Why is Zheng always staring at General He?”

All the servants in the room were aware of what would happen if the emperor was displeased, they held his breath subconsciously, and sweated for General He.

He Zheng responded very quickly, grabbed the wine glass on the table, and said sincerely: “General He saved my life at noon, I want to toast him, and ask Your Majesty to agree.”

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows and said, “Of course you can.”

He Zheng immediately got up and went down, and He Run hurriedly stood up. Two or three steps away, He Zheng suddenly staggered and bumped straight into him. He Run was stiff, a head was pressed against his chest, and the drink poured out.

The whole audience held their breath.

He Run looked dignified: he was really sent to drive a wedge between me and his Majesty’s monarch and minister.

He Zheng hurriedly stood up, “I’m sorry, General He.”

He Run smiled slightly: “It’s nothing, please, sir.”

He Zheng had to pour another glass, “Thank you General He for saving my life!”

He Run calmly to drink.

He Zheng also poured the wine into his mouth. It’s not that he hasn’t drank alcohol in modern times, but he generally drinks beer and mostly carbonated beverages. Originally, he felt it was still bitter when others said it was sweet wine, but at this moment, he suddenly drank ancient wine, and suddenly felt a little shiver.

The tip of his tongue was numb, and He Zheng’s eyebrow creased.

He Run: “…”

He Zheng had a strangely painful expression on his face. Holding the copper wine glass in both hands, he didn’t dare to pour it into his mouth, so he put it beside his mouth and rolled his tongue.

Before he could finish his respect, Fang Tianzhuo turned slightly to look at him.

He run saw that he had not finished drinking for a long time, so he said, “if you don’t know how to drink, you can do as you please.”

He Zheng seemed to be waiting for his words, and immediately took down the wine glass after kissing it in his mouth for a long time. Fang Tianzhuo’s voice suddenly came from behind: “The grace of saving life, how can it be free?”

He Zheng licked his lips and looked at He Run blankly, thinking that the emperor would cut him into pieces as soon as he drank, but he asked his Majesty to give a toast, and He Run could not save him. He had no choice but to raise his hand a little and made a gesture of invitation.

He Zheng took a breath, put the wine glass to his lips bitterly, gritted his teeth, and coughed.

From the tip of the tongue to the throat, it was hot, like being rolled by a knife, and even his stomach seemed to be on fire. He Zheng seriously suspected that this wine was probably stronger than Maotai[1]Maotai or Moutai is a style of baijiu, a distilled Chinese liquor, made in the town of Maotai in China’s Guizhou province..

He grabbed the clothes on his stomach, bowed to He Run, and walked unsteadily towards Fang Tianzhuo again.

When he was going up the steps, he suddenly fell to the ground, Fang Tianzhuo didn’t move, He Zheng whimpered and lay on the ground with tears in his eyes.

Damn, how could he think ancient wine was like beer, a little bitter at best.

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyes, and the attendant hurriedly stepped forward: “Gongzhi?”

Alcohol was on his head, He Zheng felt bad, he remembered that his friend Zhang Xiaofan said that he would be crazy when he was drunk, although he forgot everything after drinking, but this one is obviously more dangerous.

He struggled to get up with the help of the palace servant, he tried to ignore the pain on his leg, and was supported, “your Majesty, this commoner will need to retreat.”

Fang Tianzhuo nodded, and He Zheng was helped out, feeling extremely uncomfortable all over. When he entered the tent, he fell down on the soft couch, but his knees were touched. He immediately turned over and drove away the person who wanted to cover him with a quilt. He Zheng carefully rolled up the trouser legs, stared at the bruises on both sides, thinking about the hard days during this period, he couldn’t help crying. At first it was only with a small voice, but as time passed, the alcohol completely engulfed his reason, he suddenly burst into tears—

The voice fluttered along the breeze, Fang Tianzhuo heard it, He Run heard it, Jiang Xian heard it, Nie Ying heard it… At least a person within a radius of ten meters, All heard.

Fang Tianzhuo put down his wine glass and stood up in front of the audience: “I respectfully send your majesty.”

When he walked to the tent, He Zheng was still crying with his legs up and his head raised, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Fang Tianzhuo walked over and sat beside him, and noticed that there were more people beside him. He probably felt shy, so he stopped and looked at him in confusion with a tear-stained face.

“You cry so much?” Fang Tianzhuo wiped his tears and said, “You never stopped crying in front of me.”

He Zheng stared at him blankly. The beautiful face that makes people unable to look directly exudes an incomparably seductive atmosphere at this moment.

Fang Tianzhuo’s eyes darken, stretched out his hand and took away the hand that he was holding on his knees, and said, “You’ve been in the prime minister’s residence for a long time, how can you be so squeamish when you come here?” He Zheng , feeling aggrieved, said: “I’m not squeamish.”

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows: “Aren’t you squeamish?”

“I’m not squeamish.” He Zheng mumbled sullenly: “you are squeamish, you are the most squeamish, you break as soon as you touch something, you fall down as soon as the wind blows, and you spiral into the sky as soon as the wind blows.”

Fang Tianzhuo felt that this little mouth was really powerful, he had never heard the second son of the He family talk so well.

“Then why are you crying?”

He Zheng was silent for a while, then tears came up again: “I miss my dad, I miss my mom, I miss my brother… I’m so afraid I will be killed…”

Fang Tianzhuo silently looked at He Zheng’s drunken gaffe, and it took him a long time to slowly understand what he meant.

Is this He Zheng really the one sent by He Xianggou?

He whimpered for a while, then hummed something, and then whimpered again. If it wasn’t for the pain in his knees, Fang Tianzhuo doubted that he would skip a few verses.

He frowned and pondered and fell into thinking.