The Man Who Married a Tyrant

　The palace is guarded and the ground was still stained with damp water from the rain.
It was lightly stepped on by a dozen pairs of black boots.

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　　The curtain on the sedan faintly raised a corner, revealing a white and beautiful hand.

　　He Zheng’s mind was still chaotic when he was awakened by the bumps.
He remembers staying up late reading a book, and after the cannon fodder with his name died, he suddenly feels that his brain is heavy and breathing is difficult.
The phone fell to the ground due to an unstable grasp.

　　He clutched his chest and propped his groggy brain to get the phone, but suddenly fell to the ground.

　　The moment his consciousness disappeared, what he thought was: It turns out that staying up late will really lead to sudden death.

　　But now… what’s going on?

　　The neat footsteps stepped on the ground, and a faintly faint sound of stepping on the water could be heard.

　　Could it be that a friend happened to come to the house to help him report 120?
*120- emergency hotline in China]

　　This idea was quickly dispelled.

　　As a professional game anchor, several friends around He Zheng often play games together, and usually do not move around at all.
Most importantly, if he is lying on a stretcher at this moment, he must at least hear the unique sound of the ambulance’s whistle.

　　It was even more unlikely that he had already been to the hospital.
He only smelled the cold and humid scent after the rain.
Obviously, he was still outdoors.

　　Thinking blankly, He Zheng suddenly realized that he could not move, he was weak, and it was difficult to speak with his mouth open.
He tried to open his eyes, and the fluttering curtain showed the view from the sedan.
It was not very transparent, but at least He Zheng can see the outside from the gap.

　　The sedan chair suddenly stopped.

　　Before He Zheng could see the scenery outside clearly, he heard a man speak: “Nanmen Supervisor.”
[*Nanmen-South gate]

“General Wu, this is…”

　　”To share the worry for your majesty, Xiangguo sent a special gift.
This matter has been reported to your Majesty.
I beg Nanmen to report it to your Majesty .”

　　The man called Nanmen Supervisor chuckled, and whispered with the characteristic of a feminine eunuch: “Your Majesty does not accept all gifts.”

　　 The voice in front was a little flattering and respectful: “There is Supervisor Lao Nanmen.
Please check it.”

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　　Your Majesty? gift? He Zheng found this conversation a bit familiar.

　　As the footsteps approached, He Zheng closed his eyes reflexively, the curtain of the sedan was lifted up, and a cold wind blew in.
He Zheng felt a cold gaze scraping his face like a knife, and the curtain was put down, the Nanmen supervisor smiled and Said: “Xiangguo is really kind.
If you can really solve the worries of the royal family’s reproduction, then your majesty will reward you, Xiangguo must not forget us.”

　　”The lower official must bring the message to your majesty.” The sedan moved again.

　　He Zheng thought for ten seconds, but his scalp suddenly exploded.

　　The book he read before his sudden death contained this scene.

　　There is a tyrant named Fang Tianzhuo in the book.
He witnessed his mother concubine strangled to death by the empress when he was young.
Later he was raised under the empress’s name and suffered daily abuse.
He was extremely abnormal from body to heart, and hated women.
All the women who wanted to climb his bed were cut off by him.
The ministers were worried about the royal family’s future descendant were discussing in the hall all day.
Anything that made Fang Tianzhuo remember his pain was killed.

　　The author’s evaluation of Fang Tianzhuo is: The tyrant is ruthless, he doesn’t care whether this country will perish, he just wants to enjoy the pleasure of playing with power.

　　So he doesn’t care who you are, as long as you anger him, he doesn’t care about the forces behind you.
He will kill you, if you dare to plead for that person you will both die.

　　Originally, this kind of person would definitely be overthrown and beheaded in the future, but the author added an invincible BUFF to such a guy.
He is also the best in martial arts.
If a hundred people come to kill him, he will manage to kill all of them.

　　It is simply a domestic Thanos.
The strong dominate.

　　He was such a powerful and domineering guy.
After he couldn’t bear it, he said something in the hall: “Since the ministers have opinions, then you should find a man who can conceive for us.
I will not be stingy.”

[“us- the emperor usually pertain to himself as us]

　　”If you tried to give me a woman.” He warned: “I will kill his family.” The ministers shut themselves down.

　　But a few people started to think of crooked ideas.

　　So the stunning cannon fodder that promotes the development of the plot and the relationship between the two protagonists appeared.

　　He is He Xiangguo’s son from a courtesan , He Zheng.

　　Realizing that he was most likely the “great gift” He Xiangguo gave to the tyrant, He Zheng had to shut himself down.

　　He suspected that he had transmigrated, but he was still a little uncertain.
He wanted to pinch himself, but his body was soft and unable to move.

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　　This is too unbelievable.
He just read a broken book before his sudden death, and then he was gasping for breath because of his chest tightness, shortness of breath and brain hemorrhage.
Why did he transmigrate? The dream is also a bit too real.

　　Dumbfounded, the sedan chair once again stopped steadily, “Come here.” The Nanmen supervisor said, He Zheng immediately felt that he was being picked up by someone.
He wanted to open his eyes but dared not.
His heart was beating very fast.

　　Is this a dream? It must be a dream.
Damn this old eunuch can actually pick up a big man at once-

　　no, He Zheng in the original book is not a rough man.
He has a peerless appearance and a slender figure.
Any adult man can easily pick him up.

　　He Zheng lay softly on the bed, the bed cur