The Man Who Married a Tyrant

in the neck.

Fang Tianzhuo returned to the other courtyard.
He was so patient that his shoulder was pierced, but except for his pale face, he looked as usual, and even carried a man for so long.

He Zheng was put down.
If it wasn’t for the blood on his body, he could hardly believe that Fang Tianzhuo was really hurt.

“Are you hurt?” His first sentence was to ask He Zheng.
He Zheng subconsciously shook his head: “you, what about you?”

“nothing happened.” There are already people running up around: “Lord!”

“Take He Shanshou down to rest first.”

He Zheng walked in a daze for a few steps, then suddenly turned back.
Fang Tianzhuo had already sat down in his chair.
Someone ran to call a doctor, and someone was taking scissors to cut open his clothes.

When He Zheng came back, he looked dazed and said, “Let me see …… Is there anything I can do to help? ”

“aren’t you afraid of blood?”

He Zheng shook his head.
He is not afraid of blood, just afraid of the dead, but he always feels that if he wants to continue to be together, he needs to be indifferent to seeing the dead one day.

With some discomfort in his stomach, he suppressed the desire for retching and took a breath.
Fang Tianzhuo touched his pale face with the other hand: “go back first.”

The tone of command again.

He Zheng had to stand up again and leave three steps back.
He sat in the doorway of his yard and waited silently, feeling a twinge of pain in his heart.

In the original work, Fang Tianzhuo was also injured in the shoulder, but it turned out that he was injured deliberately in front of He Run.

He Zheng recalled the situation repeatedly, but everything happened so fast that in his view, Fang Tianzhuo pushed him to one side and blocked the sword in less than ten seconds after he was pushed away.

So is there anything else he can do but block the sword? Fang Tianzhuo, it is obvious that there are so many people who have dug out their hearts for him, is it necessary to use this method to make him obey?

He Zheng has a splitting headache.

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As for He Wanchu, He Zheng confirmed that there was no such person in the original work.
But when he shouted why did the other party have a reaction when he asked at the beginning, does it mean that his elder brother really transmigrated?

He always feels that something is wrong.
Is it because he can’t recognize her because he has a beautiful face?

He Zheng sat for a long time, but Fang Tianzhuo still didn’t come to him after supper.
He had to find Fang Tianzhuo.
Now He Zheng suspected that he can’t go out.
There is still someone aiming at his head.

Shunyi carried a lantern to show him the way.
He Zheng came all the way to Fang Tianzhuo’s yard, and Jiang Xian saluted him immediately.

“Has your Majesty taken a rest?”

“He’s been hurt and I’ve fallen asleep.”

He Zheng frowned.

In the original work, when He Run was so anxious to see Fang Tianzhuo, Jiang Xian said the same thing.
He Zheng turned away, suddenly pulled Shunyi, and whispered in his ear.

Ten minutes later.

“In the water!! In the water!!!”

“Someone! He Shanshou is still in there!!”

Fang Tianzhuo lived next to He Zheng, Jiang Xian was stunned, and immediately rushed with Nie Ying out.

He Zheng quickly slipped into Fang Tianzhuo’s yard, and before he could kick open the door, Fang Tianzhuo had already opened it by himself.

He Zheng looked at his single coat and then at the small table in front of the window.
He squeezed Fang Tianzhuo and went over to pick up the brush and pinch it, it’s wet.

He put down his pen and said, “isn’t your Majesty asleep?”

“I’m just afraid that the Zheng’er will worry.”

“Are you afraid I’m worried, or do you want me to worry?”

Fang Tianzhuo looked him in the eye, smiled for a moment, came over and put his arms around him and whispered, “Zheng’er is getting smarter.”

He Zheng looked at him for a moment and said, “besides blocking the sword, there was another way to save me, right?”

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Fang Tianzhuo whispered, “I was so worried about Zheng’er that I was in a mess.”

Bullshit.

He Zheng’s heart burst into flames, and he couldn’t tell whether he was distressed or exasperated.
“then why isn’t your Majesty afraid that I am worried about your Majesty?”

“The situation is urgent, and I have no time to think about it.” Satisfied he said: “Zheng’er is distressed? Huh?”

The man’s lips were graceful, and when he bent up and smiled, he was fascinated.
He leaned to the lips of He Zheng and kissed him: “I’ll never do it again.
Zheng’er don’t be angry.”

Even if the original plot is different, how can a person’s nature be changed so easily? He Zheng gave a hum and said, “does your Majesty still hurt?”

“is Zheng’er distressed?”

“of course I am distressed.” He Zheng shouted seriously, “my heart is breaking.”

The unilateral beautiful atmosphere was broken, and Fang Tianzhuo smiled, but his eyes were already cold.
He Zheng said, “I am your Majesty’s man.
How can I not feel sorry for your Majesty?”

Fang Tianzhuo straightened up with an expressionless face.

He Zheng subconsciously took a step back, and he was so afraid because he always gave him the illusion that he would be torn to pieces.

“your Majesty, take good care of your wounds.
I’ll retire first.”

He Zheng walked around him cautiously and left quickly, leaving the door with a sigh of relief.
Fang Tianzhuo is moody, extremely intelligent and sensitive.

Come on, although it’s a routine, in the final analysis, he is really hurt.
don’t be angry with him, take care of yourself, and never give him your body and mind foolishly like the original General He.

Having said that, he couldn’t help thinking of the spatter of blood.

Fang Tianzhuo reached out and caressed the wound on his shoulder, lowered his eyelashes and slowly stretched out his hand to rub it.
Under the severe pain, his face was still calm.

Until the purples overflowed and dyed the gauze red, he went to the table and looked at the brush touched by He Zheng, he held it in his hands, and slowly pressed down.

After a long time, he slowly let go.

The table crashed in front of him.

“Zheng’er, Zheng’er… What do you think of me?”