CH 43
The Man Who Married a Tyrant
He Zhengâs pale face turned red from being too excited, the top of his hair was against Fang Tianzhuoâs chin, and he was panting tiredly.
He couldnât help himself wanting to hit Fang Tianzhuo, look at what he said, if he got bored, he would chop him off.
Dogs are better than toys.
He worked hard to give birth to a child for him, but he just wanted a dogâs life, but this man was so domineering. He Zheng knew that it was difficult for him to accept his own ideas, but he felt really uncomfortable.
It was windy on the deck, Fang Tianzhuo looked down at He Zheng, who was leaning on his uninjured shoulder with his eyes closed and waiting to die. His lips were numb, and there was still a slight pain in the place where he had hit him. He slowly tightened his arms. He said in a low voice: âYou are really⦠daring!â
âKill me.â He Zheng said: âI canât stand you anymore.â
Fang Tianzhuo resisted the anger that rose again: âHow did I? You canât stand it?â
He Zheng rolled his eyes, raised his face to look at Fang Tianzhuo, and said seriously: âYour Majesty, you are fine, but I canât take it anymore.â
Fang Tianzhuoâs muscles tightened, he didnât understand He Zheng. What is he doing, isnât he good enough for him? In the world, there are a few who can be so favored by him, but he is not satisfied! He actually said, he canât take it anymore?
He Zheng noticed the familiar anger, he smiled, too lazy to continue begging for mercy, he stood up with his hands on his chest, turned around and wanted to leave.
Fang Tianzhuo kept the posture of falling on the ground and watched his movements restrainedly. He Zheng just stood up and suddenly fell down slowly.
Suddenly shocked.
He picked up the unconscious He Zheng and rushed all the way: âThe imperial doctor! Luo Yuanhou!!â
Luo Yuanhou took his hand from the unconscious He Zhengâs wrist, met his gloomy face, took a breath, and said, âIf your majesty stimulates He Shanshou , Iâm afraid it will cost one corpse and two lives.â
Those words were blaming him, Fang Tianzhuo said coldly: âThe imperial physician should be careful.â
Luo Yuanhou said kindly: âI can do nothing else.â
Fang Tianzhuo squinted his eyes and squeezed his fingers: âDoes the imperial doctor know what he said?â
âHe Shanshou is now exhausted physically and mentally, but he has a baby in his belly, and the medicine is not available. Unless it can make him feel better, he will only be afraid. I wonât be able to hold the palace gate.â
Luo Yuanhou knelt down and said, âYour Majesty, this minister is bold, please show mercy and let him live.â
Fang Tianzhuo rubbed his thumb against his knuckles: âDo you know why I keep you?â
Luo Yuanhouâs face was ashen, and he couldnât breathe under the overly powerful pressure. Fang Tianzhuo walked towards him and said condescendingly, âI want to keep the imperial physician to avoid anything wrong with Zhengâerâs body.â
The implication, If he is helpless, it is useless to keep it.
Luo Yuanhou stubbornly said: âThe cause of He Shanshouâs sickness lies in Your Majesty, and this minister is really helpless.â
âYou want me to let him go, how did you let him go?â
Even though the man was already full of murderous intent, he still spoke in a calm voice. Luo Yuanhou kowtowed to him and said, âLet him live his own life.â
Fang Tianzhuo suddenly kicked him out, Luo Yuanhouâs figure smashed through the door, fell outside and spat out a mouthful of blood. He Run and the others, who had gathered outside the door, knelt down in panic.
The manâs figure flashed out, his five fingers were hooked, and a strong suction came, and Luo Yuanhou was caught in his hand in an instant.
Fang Tianzhuo said coldly: âI tell you, he will die, and he will die in my arms.â
âYour Majesty!!â He Run suddenly kowtowed and said in panic, âIt is not a pity for the imperial physician to die, but his medical skills are really rare. Now He Shanshou is weak, if there is no such holy hand of Jianghu, who developed the holy medicine, I am afraid that it will be difficult to give birth, Your Majesty!â
Jiang Xian also said: âYour Majesty is gracious, the imperial physician does not choose his words properly, he really deserves to die, but He Shanshou is innocent, leave him his life and he may still be useful.â
Nie Ying said, âPlease think twice about it your majesty!â
Jiang Fuyang trembled like chaff, he didnât dare to say a word, he just knelt with everyone.
Luo Yuanhou closed his eyes, his face was pale, and he said weakly: âMy minister, there is one more cure.â
Fang Tianzhuo threw him to the ground: âSpeak.â
âIf Your Majesty can make the He Shanshou relieved, it may help.â
Fang Tianzhuo remember the face that went from being clever to fearful and now almost losing his anger flashed in his mind. He turned around and walked to the bed again and sat down. After a long time, he said, âGo back.â
He Run quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help Imperial Physician Luo. He got up and went all the way back to the room before saying, âWhy is the doctor so hard?â
Luo Yuanhou coughed and said, âHe used to be so fresh, but now, he has become like this.â
He felt ashamed and couldnât sleep at night. He wants to protect him from a distance, but now, he has to watch him wither.
He Zheng opened his eyes and found that he had changed his room. He blinked and turned his face to find Fang Tianzhuo sitting in front of him: âZhengâer woke up, the imperial doctor prescribed a medicine, drink some. â
He took the bowl, blew lightly, and scooped it to his lips.
He Zheng opened his lips obediently and drank, looked at Fang Tianzhuo, and said, âAm I dying?â
He was very puzzled, why Fang Tianzhuo suddenly become so gentle, um, after he scare him last time Itâs also good for him, to slap him? Thatâs not right, he didnât kill him this time, so what made him like this?
Fang Tianzhuoâs heart seemed to have been pierced by a knife. He whispered, âZhengâer will be fine.â
He Zheng sat up with his body propped up, and said, âIs there really nothing wrong?â The spoon touched the wall of the bowl, Fang Tianzhuo once again scooped up the soup and brought it over, and said, âI promise.â
Back then, he watched the people around him die one by one because he was not strong enough, but now, he has the worldâs most powerful martial arts. Whoever he protects will naturally be protected for the rest of their life.
No one can take He Shanshou away from him, not even God.
He thought so but was terrified. Zhengâer, will he die too? Just like the mother imperial concubine, she will not wake up no matter how she calls, will not lie, will not roll her eyes, will not be afraid while splashing, and will lose her life forever.
No, it wonât. He lowered his eyelashes and blew on the spoon again.
He Zheng was in a better mood when he was fed by him. He brought tea and water to him all day, and he was allowed to wait on himself several times, which was probably his rare little happiness.
âIâll do it myself.â Seeing that he looked depressed, He Zheng took a few mouthfuls of it and picked it up by himself. He drink down with the bowl, wiped his mouth after drinking, and handed the bowl over.
Fang Tianzhuo put it back on the plate in Shunyiâs hand and reached out to hug him. He Zheng was not happy to give him a hug, so he pretended not to understand: âWhy has my room changed?â
Fang Tianzhuo frowned: âcome here.â
He Zheng glared at him, and Fang Tianzhuo paused. His obsession with hugging him was so strong that he climbed up and hugged him in his arms. He Zheng pushed him angrily, and Fang Tianzhuo said, âthat room is broken.â
âhow could the room be broken?â
Fang Tianzhuo silently hugged him and said, âIt was broken by someone.â
âWho dares to smash my room?â He Zheng frowned and his eyes suddenly fell on his face. Fang Tianzhuo said, âI have punished him for you.â
He Zheng was stupefied and said, âhave you kill that person?â
âNo.â
He Zheng sighed, âforget it. Iâm fine anyway.â
Fang Tianzhuo gently hugged him tightly. He Zheng was not feeling well and said, âyour Majesty is something on your mind?â
âThe doctor said that Zheng should be relieved. I wonder what is the knot in Zhengâs heart.â
He Zheng blinked: âhave you figured it out yet?â
ânot yet.â
âdo you want to keep thinking?â
âmm-hmm.â
âOh, then go on.â He Zheng was about to come out of his arms and was carried back by him: âI have ordered someone to prepare a meal and deliver it soon.â
He Zheng had to continue to be held by him. He glanced at Fang Tianzhuoâs serious face and poked him: âhowâs the shoulder injury?â
âalmost healed.â
The two men began to be silent again until someone brought a meal. He Zheng immediately drew himself out and sat down at the table to eat.
There was still something wrong with his stomach, but he was so hungry that he could barely not eat. Fang Tianzhuo got out of bed, sat next to him, and picked up his chopsticks.
He Zheng ate about the same, pressed the stomach, put the bowl down, and said, âNo, itâs not worthwhile to vomit later.â
Fang Tianzhuo paused and put down the chopsticks: âIâll stop the boat tomorrow for supplies, and Iâll take Zhengâer to play.â
âgood.â He Zheng moved away from the table, climbed into bed and lay down lazily. Fang Tianzhuo himself faced a table of dishes and couldnât eat, so he put down his chopsticks, followed him to bed and wanted to hold him again.
He Zheng: â.â
Hug, hug, hug! Are you a cuddle bear or a hug fruit?!
He leaned helplessly in the manâs arms and sighed slightly.
âWhy sigh?â
He Zheng did not want to answer this question, so he asked, âdid your Majesty think of it?â
âNo.â
He Zheng had to remind him, âdo you want to ask me?â
â.â
âIâm sure I know whatâs bothering me.â
â Are you going to say it? â
âWhy donât I say anything that is good for my health?â
â.â That seems to be the case, but itâs not weird.
âItâs actually very simple. Iâm afraid of you. Iâm afraid youâll lose your temper with me. Iâm afraid youâll kill me.â
âI promised.â
He Zheng sighed again. He was really tired of communicating with Fang Tianzhuo. He rubbed his head against him and said softly, âwhat I said, you can really think about it. When you like me, I will be yours. One day you donât like me. Will you let me go?â
Does this mean, divorce? This is not unusual in the country, but to announce this matter to the world is announcing that their feelings are at odds with each other and will break up at any time. He is also an emperor, and when the story comes out, he is afraid that he will be laughed at by the rest of the world.
Fang Tianzhuo looked down at him and his eyes became very cold again.
He Zheng said, âlook, you are angry now as if you were going to kill me.â
Fang Tianzhuo looked away: âIâm not.â
âyou do.â
âIâm notâ
He Zheng held up his face and said, âyou said you would cut me down if you were tired of me, but you insisted that I should not be afraid of you. Are you being unreasonable?â
Fang Tianzhuo frowned and said angrily, âI am not.â
âForget it.â He Zheng said, âI wonât live long anyway. Do whatever you like⦠â
He turned over and wanted to go out, but was hugged back by Fang Tianzhuo again. The man hugged him very tightly, as if he was afraid of something. He Zheng silently hugged him and heard him slowly exhale: âI promise Zhengâer.â
âpromise what?â
âif one day, I am tired of Zhengâer, I will let you go freely.â
He Zheng was so light that his almost silent eyes slowly kindled a touch of life. He asked, âreally?â
âreally.â
He Zheng laughed. He pushed Fang Tianzhuo away and looked him in the eye. âis it really true?â
Fang Tianzhuo looked at the other side rekindled the face of vitality, slowly said: âreally.â
He Zheng gradually put away his joy and asked timidly, âbut how can I believe you? I know you mean what you say, but I canât believe it. â
His eyes darkened again, and Fang Tianzhuo asked softly, âhow can Zhengâer trust me?â
âunless your Majesty announces it to the world.â
Fang Tianzhuo said, âZhengâer is really pushing your luck.â
He Zheng paused and said, âyou are angry again.â
Fang Tianzhuo pursed his lips. He Zheng felt as if he had been aggrieved: âI didnât.â
He Zheng smiled, picked up his face and kissed his lips, he wrapped around Fang Tianzhuoâs neck, took the initiative to kiss sweetly and charming, Fang Tianzhuo eyelashes trembled, he could not help but go deep.
After a kiss, He Zheng looked at him and said, âI just want a little bit. As long as your Majesty gives me a little hope to live, no matter how difficult it is, I can live.â
Fang Tianzhuo never knew that He Zheng would use hardship to describe his life with him. The sweet and soft kiss seems to be an illusion or just a means of making a living.
âI canât answer.â
He Zhengâs hand slid down, his eyes darkened, and Fang Tianzhuo once again held him to himself: âBut I can announce to the world that I will never touch He Shanshouâs finger in this life, only loving and protecting it for the rest of my life.â