CH 27

This is simply a topic that He Zheng dares not touch.

He looked away, but his chin was pinched by Fang Tianzhuo. “Talk.”

Even if the tone is very light, a man who is used to giving orders always spits out a word with irresistible momentum.

He Zheng began to shake again.

Fang Tianzhuo’s barely peaceful face began to become terrible again, so He Zheng shook even more, and the man that demanded to leave seemed to be just an illusion.

Fang Tianzhuo once again hugged the waist of the man in his arms and kissed him gently: “Tell me, I’m begging you.”

“…” He said something gently, but he didn’t catch it.

Fortunately, Fang Tianzhuo’s patience has always been very good, and he won’t scare him back when the result is about to come out: “Huh?”

“… You will kill me.”

When He Zheng said that with a pair of frightened eyes, he immediately bowed his head. He felt Fang Tianzhuo’s eyes fall on the top of his hair and remained silent for a moment: “Why would I kill you?”

He Zheng chuckled and lied in a huff: “I don’ t know …”

He can’t tell Fang Tianzhuo that he transmigrated here, and he can’t tell Fang Tianzhuo, because the original owner rebelled and cheated.

He can be sure that he won’t take the initiative to do these two things, but the original book impressed him too deeply. He was afraid that one day, this body would be out of control, and he would still be imprisoned in this body.

“Then how did you know that I would kill you?”

He Zheng was afraid that he would pull out his tongue, but he had to lie, so he didn’t dare to look at him at all: “I saw it…”

Fang Zhuo smiled suddenly. He kissed He Zheng’s cheek. His voice was low and magnetic: “Silly Zheng’er.”

He Zheng got goose bumps.

The horse continued to move forward, and He Zheng was afraid of him. At the same time, he had to admit that this dog man seemed to spoil him, and when he said such a thing,

he was damned if he had a little influence on him.

Fang Tianzhuo suddenly added, “How about I give you a gold medal[1] to avoid death?”

He Zheng immediately lifted up his face and his heart pounded: “Really, really?”

Fang Tianzhuo saw his excitement and slightly bent the corner of his lips: “of course it’s true.”

It took He Zheng a long time to calm down his emotions, and he began to peek at Fang Tianzhuo again, saying, “Hmm?”

He saw the thin finger sticking out: “Just, just one piece?”

“…”

Greedy but scared, He Zheng retracted his fingers and humbly said, “One piece is fine.”

The man behind him suddenly laughed, first chuckled, then laughed. He clamped his horse’s belly, spurred his horse to speed up, and said, “OK, I’ll give Zheng Er a statue of Bai Hong Crane!”

“Then, how many times can you avoid it?”

“Once is not enough, then a hundred times!”

He Zheng took a deep breath, his eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but stand on his horse. ” Really? Really? Really? ”

Until he was dismounted, He Zheng couldn’t hide his excitement. A hundred chances to avoid death made him excited.

Until he got into the carriage, he could still feel his chest beating hard.

And so on, this one hundred chance to avoid death, at most, means that Fang Tianzhuo should not care about his first two escape failures, and he should be careful in the future.

He Zheng carefully kept the excitement down, but this unexpected reward still made him excited, and he couldn’t help but roll in the car before finally controlling himself.

What does a hundred chances to avoid death mean? This means that he has a hundred heads! !

Back to the front of the main palace, He Zheng slipped down from the carriage with a swish, his gauze hat was absent for a while, and that stunning face was bright, and and his stunning face almost outshone the sky.

Nanmen Liang helped Fang Tianzhuo out of the car, and the latter looked faintly behind. He Zheng happened to be looking this way. He smiled and saluted respectfully.

At the end of the spring hunting, it’s time to award the first prize for meritorious deeds. It has nothing to do with He Zheng, and he just swaggered towards the Pize Temple with his wide sleeves.

The imperial concubines sat on the sedan chairs one after another, headed by Qiu Shuiluo, and staggered.

He Zheng reined in slightly and leaned against the wall to make way for them.

When Qiuluo’s hair ornaments were swaying, her manners were myriad, and she stood aloof, parallel to He Zheng, she suddenly said , “Shanshou.”

He Zheng raised his head to look at her, but Qiu Shuiluo looked coldly ahead: “Your Majesty loves the shanshou so much, but he didn’t prepare a sedan for him?”

He Zheng: “Fried fish? I don’t like fish. ”

There was a chuckle from the rear. A close princess sat in a sedan chair, covered her lips and looked over. Qiu Shuiluo sneered, “Ignorant”

They waddled away, and He Zheng listened to Nan Jing’s explanation, only to realize that Qiu Shuiluo’s shoulder is a means of transportation for informal occasions under their butts.

He Zheng thought that modern game houses are not historians. He wonder if this thing is quite normal. But Qiu Shuiluo certainly won’t understand this matter.

Unable to understand each other , He Zheng shook his head and went back to the palace first.

The wound on his leg has been scarred, and it doesn’t hurt so much when he walks, but he has to change the dressing regularly to prevent the wound from breaking again and leaving scars.

He Zheng changed his medicine, and began to wait for Fang Tianzhuo to send him the Bai Hong crane post.

Waiting left and right, no one came. He Zheng guessed that Fang Tianzhuo was still busy, so he wanted to find a job for himself .

He decided to think.

Now that there are no games to play, the days will become monotonous, and thinking should be full of ritual.

Because of laziness, He Zheng is quite well used to bossing people around. He asked Shunyi to run to the imperial kitchen and get him some chicken feet, duck neck, marinated eggs and so on. Shunyi hesitated: “Just chicken feet?”

“Yes, just chicken feet.”

He Zheng licked his lips. He hadn’t eaten snacks for a long time. He missed pickled chicken feet so much that he couldn’t help drooling at the thought.

“well, how much does it cost?”

“Four or five.” Shunyi had to go.

The waiting time was too long, so He Zheng had to drink tea, eat cakes and while thinking.

It’s obviously pointless to escape now, and Fang Tianhua has been eyeing him, and it’s hard to live out. But if Fang Tianzhuo doesn’t kill him and force him to get pregnant, it’s actually quite good to stay in the palace.

If you weren’t pregnant, he wouldn’t have died, would he?

But if you do this and that every day, how can he not get pregnant?

Can he refuse Fang Tianzhuo?

He Zheng is frowning. Can he ask Fang Tianzhuo for contraceptive pills?

Anyway, he has a hundred heads now!

How to use these 100 heads must be distributed reasonably. He is now twenty years old, and at least fifty heads should be reserved for those after sixty, that is to say, before sixty, he only has fifty heads to use.

He doesn’t know when Fang Tianzhuo will die.

No, he managed to get Fang Tianzhuo to give him a hundred lives. When he died, the hundred lives would be invalid. In case Fang Tianhua became king … He Zheng made a cold shiver, and quickly took a sip of water to relieve his anxiety.

Fang Tianhua is a winner-take-all for men and women, and . .. For example, it is really impossible to beg for his life if it falls into his hands.

There may be a reason for Fang Tianzhuo to disassemble the National People’s Congress into eight pieces, but Fang Tianhua’s painting is purely for fun.

Let’s wait until he dies.

He Zheng is full of exhaustion.

Shunyi came back, brought a plate of marinated eggs, and said to him, “It will take some time for the chicken feet duck neck to be cooked now, and someone will bring it from the imperial kitchen later.”

He Zheng ate a marinated egg first.

The chef of the imperial kitchen is just different. The chicken feet duck neck is marinated and delicious. The meat on the claws is sucked into the mouth, and the marinated duck neck is quite delicious. Although it takes a long time to wait, it is quite delicious to eat. He Zheng ate it all in one breath.

Because there is no entertainment, He Zheng meditated and practiced his words for a while. In fact, he felt that writing it was already very good, but his pen strength was insufficient, which made his handwriting look ugly in Fang Tianzhuo’s eyes.

In the evening, Fang Tianzhuo, who had disappeared for most of the day, came again. At that time, He Zheng had just finished taking a shower, and his hair was wet, making him sleepy when the wind blew.

When the voice of the people attending the ceremony came, He Zheng suddenly jumped up with a tingle and was surprised: “Your Majesty!”

Since the last time Fang Tianzhuo said that he didn’t have to kneel before he got well, He Zheng rarely knelt down, and he didn’t have the habit of groveling. When two people were together, he couldn’t think of this action at all

Fang Tianzhuo seems to be in a good mood. Nanmen Liang secretly put down his heart. Your Majesty came from the capital full of hatred, now he can be seen to be at ease.

Fang Tianzhuo reached out, and He Zheng obediently walked over and hugged him, saying, “I miss you so much.”

This is true, completely unflattering, and Fang Tianzhuo is in a happy mood. He said in a warm voice, “I’ll come early tomorrow.”

He Zheng thought about his Bai Hong crane, but Fang Tianzhuo had already started to kiss him. He Zheng, who wore only a light coat, was hugged by him and forced to open his lips to meet a delicate and long kiss.

Nanmen Liang kindly closed the door to clear the servants. He Zheng gasped and was released, waiting for a reminder: “Your Majesty, do you remember what you promised me?”

Fang Tianzhuo hugged him and sat down in front of the bed. His fingertips hooked his long wet hair and asked, “What is it?”

He Zheng instantly stared at his eyes, and winced: “Just, just that, avoid death … The white The Bai Hong crane.”

Fang Tianzhuo was thoughtful and said, “So Zheng Er is not waiting for me.”

He Zheng quickly laughed again and said hypocritically, “How can it be … I really miss your majesty. You don’t know, I got off the carriage, looking at your back heading to finish official business, which made me feel miserable. From noon to now, suffering is no longer a word for me. It is an experience, a process in which I miss you.”

Fang Tianzhuo’s lip angle has not changed: “It seems that Zheng Er doesn’ t want this tongue.”

“…” He Zheng immediately thought of what he had warned himself. When he reached out, he almost jumped up with a tingle: “No, it’s not! Your majesty, you, if you pulled out my tongue, and we kissed, and your mouth would be empty, so that’s not fun … ”

Fang Tianzhuo let go of his face and chuckled, “Zheng Er is right, right.”

He Zheng felt that he was teasing him, but he also felt as if what he said was true. Just then, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly approached him, putting his mouth near his, with a faint teasing in his eyes: “Come, show me, where is the fun in having your tongue?”

“…” He Zheng finally realized that he was really molested.

In his heart, he thought that Lao Tzu could use this tongue to make you cry, dad and mom!

As a matter of fact , he blushed, faced with a man’s attitude of waiting for a kiss, and just like a talented wife, he put his lips on his.

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