CH 49
The Man Who Married a Tyrant
He Zheng went all the way back to the Pize Hall, and his reason, which was almost thrown nine days away, was forcibly caught back by him.
Todayâs events, there are two things. If someone can poison the imperial concubine in order to frame him, then they may poison themselves in order to frame the imperial concubine. If ⦠Qiu Shuiluo poisoned her to set him up, it seems even more terrible.
He Zheng never felt that he was a wise man, let alone that he could walk to the end in the whirlpool of power. Fang Tianzhuo said that he would be stable for a lifetime and enjoy a hundred years of scenery, which sounds very exciting, but in fact, can he really do it? He has so many enemies, even if he protects himself wholeheartedly, how can there be no mistake? Not to mention how he can devote his whole life.
What if itâs a promise? If he wants to kill someone, canât someone kill him? Even he himself can still flaunt his affectionate reputation.
Itâs too difficult to live lightly beside Fang Tianzhuo.
If you are jealous of the emperor, you will also be assassinated by the rebels, and Fang Tianzhuo will always stand up. Today, Qiu Shuiluo is confused because of jealousy, but without this, under the direct remonstrance of the courtiers, she is absolutely the only queen, but it doesnât matter, there will be someone else without her, and the throne will not be empty for a lifetime.
He Zheng canât accept sharing a man with others.
He has to admit that he likes Fang Tianzhuo, but Fang Tianzhuo is not an ideal object. After all, he loves a stable life and his own life more.
He Zhengâs stomach has been more than four months old, and he doesnât feel well when he goes to bed every day. He touched it with his hand, and the idea of trying to get rid of it came out again, but it was weak and scattered by him.
Canât annoy Fang Tianzhuo.
The man didnât come back that night. The next day, someone told He Zheng that it was discovered that Li Fei poisoned the imperial concubine and framed He Shanshou.
He Zheng gawked at his chopsticks: âHow do you know?â
âIn those days, the 13th Prince liked to watch scorpions bite, so he kept many scorpions in his palace. Now they are all very big, and they are often used by your majesty for execution.â Shunyi hung his head and trembled slightly when he spoke.
The 13th prince is Fang Tianhua.
He Zheng brain fills a group of big scorpions and is scared to death, he actually put people in!
He Zheng tried to be calm: âHowâs Li Fei â¦?â
âShe was imprisoned last night, and she committed suicide in the morning.â
He Zheng froze again. He didnât deal with this group of concubines. He only remembered that they were quite young, and Qiu Shuiluo, the oldest one, was just twenty years old. A very young girl and she died.
He Zheng was so scared that he ate two more bowls of rice. Canât stay, his IQ canât live for one episode in the harem plot. Who knows how he lived to the present!!
He doesnât know what Fang Tianzhuo is busy with. For two days, he just sent someone to see him. After his sanity was back, He Zheng didnât think about seeing him. He kept thinking about how he could live in this world. Itâs best for Fang Tianzhuo to offer for him to leave.
That night, He Zheng suddenly felt a movement in his ear, turned over with a daze, and his neck suddenly felt cold. He suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a floodlit cold sword draped around his neck.
He Zheng raised his head in conditioned reflex and held his breath: âYes, who is it?â
âWhat exactly is your relationship with the other person in my body?â The cold voice came into his ears, it is familiar and unfamiliar. He Zheng stayed for two seconds: âWho are you, why ask?â
The sword front pressed against his skin, and He Zheng shivered with fear. His voice was small: âShow mercy, brother! Iâm your own brother! â
Perhaps it was because he was too timid, and He Wanchu moved away slightly: âMake it clear.â
He Zhengâs tears swirled in his eyes: âCan you, let me sit up, in my belly ⦠and, little friend.â
âDonât scream.â
He Zheng nodded fiercely, âI swear, I wonât scream. You are my brother, and I wonât hurt you.â
As if it had been a century, the sword was finally taken back. He Zheng propped himself up and sat up, holding his belly and thinking that you really suffered in your fatherâs belly.
He looked up piteously, but the room was so dark that they couldnât see each other at all.
His fake brother calmly listened to his slow narration and squinted in the dark: âReally?â
He Zheng is telling the truth. He came from another world and met his brotherâs soul here. He was careful, curled up, and wiped the corner of his eyes with no ambition.
âI, my brother didnât find a way to contact you?â He Zheng asked timidly, always feeling that his own brother wouldnât be so unreliable. Since he knew that his fake brother was going to kill him, he would find a way to tell him something and give his younger brother a guarantee.
His fake brother frowned. In fact, He Wanchu contacted him and told him everything through letters, hoping that he could spare his brother when he saw him. At the same time, he threatened to commit suicide with his body immediately if he found he stabbed his brother to death when he came over.
He pressed He Zheng just to see if he was consistent with what the man said.
âI know you are innocent, but Fang Tianzhuo deserves to die. You and I will make a deal, you will help me kill Fang Tianzhuo, and I will set you free afterwards.â
He Zheng froze. He said slowly, âWe, we canât kill him â¦â
Once again, the sword was put on his neck, and He Zhengâs tears welled up. He covered his mouth and didnât dare to cry out: âWe really canât kill him ⦠You donât know that he canât die in this world, and no one can kill him ⦠Brother, give up, please, I donât want you to die â¦â
The sword trembled, and the fake brotherâs eyes flashed. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the bedside. Slowly, a familiar voice came out: âWhy am I here ⦠Zhengâer? Stop crying. â
He Zheng realized that his brother was coming, and he opened his eyes in indecision. He Wanchu put away his sword, sat on the bed and wiped his tears. He whispered, âThe palace is heavily guarded. I followed you all the way. I have been preparing for it for so long, but I didnât think he would come first.â
He Zheng came and hugged him, and kept shedding tears, but he knew how hard He Wanchu had come, and he didnât dare to cry out. He Wanchu could only continue to wipe, rubbing his face: âCry again and Iâm leaving.â
He Zheng quickly stopped his tears and whispered, âWhat should I do? I donât think I can live long. Brother, Iâm so bitter ⦠Someone died yesterday. I think it was hurt by someone. Iâm afraid Iâll be hurt by someone someday â¦â
âThe beautiful concubine?â
He Zheng immediately lifted his face: âDo you know? Yes, thatâs her. She just went to prison and died before she could find out the truth. I think the imperial concubine is so scary, and Li Fei is still in prison ⦠â
âWhatâs terrible is Fang Tianzhuo.â He Wanchu sink a track: âThat night, the imperial concubine was dragged by Fang Tianzhuo to the Scorpion Pool to watch the punishment. When she went back, she was scared that her soul fly out. Even if a surname mansion got the news, it would take the next morning. Fang Tianzhuo was the only one who could kill Li Fei in such a short time.â
He Zheng gawked in the dark.
He knew exactly who his family would settle accounts with when Li Fei died. It canât be Fang Tianzhuo, it can only be Huang Guifei.
âSo, is Li Fei innocent?â
âSheâs just a victim of the political war. Her sin is that shouldnât have been born in this era.â He Wanchu paused and added, âIâm already persuading No.1. When the arrangements are made, Iâll take you out of here. He shouldnât kill you again.â
No.1 seems to be his name for the original owner.
He Zheng couldnât hide his surprise: âReally?â
He Wanchu nodded and said, âA few days ago, I told our parents that you and your boyfriend have a good relationship, and I also told them about the plaque. Our parents were very happy, but they still hope you can go back. The world is too dangerous, and your IQ is low. They are scared every day.â
He Zheng didnât deny when he said he had a low IQ. He said sullenly, âBut, but Iâm dead, and I wonât be healthy when I go back â¦â
He Wanchu pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time before he seemed to have made up his mind, saying, âYour body is in the hospital, and all functions are fairly normal. If I can find a reliable psychic, I may take you back.â
Double surprise!ï¼
He Zheng opened his mouth and said, âBrother, your brotherâs life is in your hands. You must find Master Xuanmen to save me from my misery, and you will do whatever it takes! I am a treasure of the world, worth more than people, people, and coins all over the world! â
He Wanchuâs mouth twitched, saying, âThis thing canât be 100% sure of success, either. Donât get your hopes up, Iâm afraid youâll be disappointed. Here, you still have to take good care of yourself, and donât break the jar just because you think you can go back.â
He Zheng nodded and hugged him hard: âI miss my parents. Do they miss me?â
âOf course they miss you. You are a treasure on earth.â He Wanchu said with tone of ridicule, touching his head.
He Zheng talked with him in a small voice, and He Wanchu counted the time over and over again, because He Zheng hugged him too tightly and couldnât bear to push him away.
He Zheng was so well protected from childhood that he must have suffered a lot during this period of time.
He Zheng took the initiative to let go: âItâs easier for you to go at night. Leave quickly.â
He Wanchu touched his head again and reluctantly said, âWait for your brother to save you from your misery.â
He Zheng nodded hard.
He ask He Wanchu to leave quietly, and He Zheng has been in high spirits until dawn before finally falling asleep.
He woke up hungry in the morning, got up dizzy, ate something, and slept again.
This time, he had a dream.
He dreamed that he had returned to modern times and found a boyfriend who was exactly the same as Fang Tianzhuo. He was law-abiding, didnât kill innocent people, and was considerate to him, and had a successful life.
And Fang Tianzhuo here is in agony after losing him.
He opened his eyes and feel lost.
He Zheng turned over slowly and blinked slowly: âYour Majesty ⦠why did you have time to come over?â
Fang Tianzhuoâs eyes were dark and his tone was gentle. âYesterday, an assassin came to the palace. He went into the Pize Hall and disappeared. Have Zhengâer ever seen him?â
He Zheng slowly propped himself up and sat up, whispering, âItâs my brother who came to see me.â
âWhy donât you just come?â
âHe ⦠after all, he works for Fang Tianhua, so heâs afraid of a conflict with you.â
âWhen did her leave?â
âAbout four hours.â
He Zheng was so good that he answered everything he asked. Fang Tianzhuo frowned, held him in his arms and asked, âWhat did he tell Zhengâer?â
He Zheng hesitated, âHe just said something about the situation in the sky. My immortal brother said that my immortal parents miss me very much.â
âDoes Zhengâer also miss them?â
He Zheng nodded, âI really want to, really want to.â
Fang Tianzhuo whispered, âCan Zhengâer go back?â
He Zheng felt his heart hitched, gave him a timid look, and whispered, âOf course, I canât go back.â
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him, smiled and rubbed his tender face, saying, âIf Zhengâer can go back, let me know, and Iâll be happy for Zhengâer.â
No, your eyes are telling me that if I can go back, you will kill me.
He Zheng suddenly hugged his neck and kissed him hard. He said seriously, âImmortals have to go through life and death before they can go back, so I must follow your majesty all my life. Donât abandon me.â
Fang Tianzhuo sighed and hugged him tightly, rubbing his chin against his forehead, and said slowly, âYou canât go back on your word when you have agreed to live forever, otherwise I will be angry.â
He Zheng sneaked a look at him, always feeling that he should be less devious and know everything.
Thinking of Fang Tianzhuo, who was âin agonyâ in his dream because he left, He Zheng kissed him again for various reasons.
Just, letâs be nice to him. So when he transmigrated back, Fang Tianzhuo will not cry behind peopleâs backs.
Shizun: Donât easily give out promises HZ, thatâs setting up a flag