He Zhengâs proposal was in Fang Tianzhuoâs appetite, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: âOkay.â
He Zheng, full of anxiety, took his hand to the opposite side and whispered, âDonât do anything, will you?â
âHmm.â
âI, Iâll knock at the door first. Will you stand here?â
Fang Tianzhuo said, âOK.â
He Zheng adjusted his clothes and looked down at his skirt. Suddenly, he froze, and then turned to look at Fang Tianzhuo: âToday doesnât seem to be the right day ⦠or change it â¦â
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The opposite door was opened. Aware of Fang Tianzhuoâs changing expression, He Zheng suddenly turned around and gave He Chu a big smile: âBrother â¦â
He Chu looked at him with a sword in his arms and a straight face. He Zheng carefully shrank his stomach and bent down, trying to hide his little skirt, but unless there was a sudden crack in the ground, he couldnât hide it.
He Chu pinched his finger and said coldly, âCome here.â
He Zheng hurried up, but Fang Tianzhuoâs voice came from behind: âStop.â
He Zheng stopped subconsciously again.
He Chuâs cold eyes crossed him and hit a place with Fang Tianzhuoâs, and suddenly interrupted his eyes. Hedrew his sword, jumped up, and moved too fast. He Zhengâs dull face lifted and looked at his brotherâs roaring/ When he turned around, the two had already fought together.
He panicked: âListen to me, donât, donât, donât fight, Your Majesty, xianggong .My brother canât beat you, so let him be a little â¦â
He Chuâs forehead was stimulated by the phrase âxianggongâ, and the veins stood out. Fang Tianzhuoâs figure flashed, hiding from his blade, his mouth bent, and his voice responded leisurely and gently: âI know.â
âBrother, donât be so cruel, donât really hurt him â¦â The two men hit the roof from the ground, and He Zheng ran behind his head: âCome down and I have something to say. Brother, he didnât bully me. My clothes are my own choice. Really, brother, donât be angry â¦â
He Chuâs eyes flashed a sense of obliteration, and the blade was more ruthless. He stabbed the fatal part with all his tricks. He said coldly, âDog Emperor, donât think how long you can be arrogant. Iâll take He Zheng away sooner or later, and youâll never find him.â
Fang Tianzhuoâs calm face solidified with a bit of ferocity. He touched soft sword at his waist and said in a dangerous tone, âDonât you dare.â
He Chu realized that he had met his inverse scale. His eyes flashed and he suddenly became happy. âYour He Zheng is the son of He Xiangguo, and this is my brother. He doesnât belong to you or this world. No matter how capable you are, Fang Tianzhuo can only dominate the feudal world. Once he leaves, you will never see him again in your life.â
The sword was suddenly pulled out, and Fang Tianzhuoâs eyes were filled with rage: âThen Iâll kill you first.â
He Chu had to respond with an extremely strong spirit, and kept stabbing him with his mouth: âDo you think you can kill me? Like He Zheng, I only come with my soul. If you kill me, I will look for the next host, and He Zheng will hate you for this. You canât think that he will stay with you obediently for the rest of your life. â
Fang Tianzhuoâs pupil contracted, and the body of the sword collided quickly. quickly. He Zheng was chased and supported by the servants and panted out of the yard: âYour Majesty, donât fight, he canât beat you, brother, donât fight again! I have something to say to you! â
Fang Tianzhuoâs eyes gushed with rage, his robe swelled silently, and his hair was windless. He Chu realized that he was really going to kill him, and immediately gathered his internal force to fight back, holding a sword in his hand. He said coldly, âIâve asked all the immortals to do it, and in a few days, you wonât hear him speak again.â
Beside the trees swaying, Fang Tianzhuo turned his left hand and held a sword in his right hand: âYou dare!â
The leaves were dancing wildly, the air was twisted, and He Zheng was held by the guards, subconsciously lifting his sleeves to block the deadly wind.
When all the dust settled, he wiped his face to see that He Chuâs sword was inserted in Fang Tianzhuoâs chest. He Zheng heard his heartbeat so strong that he almost choked. His brain was short of oxygen for a moment: âFang Tianzhuo, Fang Tianzhuo, why did you â¦â
It was dark before his eyes, and he staggered down.
He Chu frowned, drew his sword and brought out blood, scolding, âShameless.â
He jumped down and helped He Zheng up. The latter woke up, and when he saw Fang Tianzhuo with his sword to the ground, he pushed He Chu away and hurried over: âYour Majesty, how are you?â
Fang Tianzhuo glanced at He Chu, and said weakly, âHe made the first move.â
âAre you okay?â He Zheng went to touch The wound on his chest, âCome here, ask the imperial doctor, go!â
He Chu is frowning sternly, âWhat are you in a hurry? He himself bumped into my sword. He was measured and wonât die.â
He Zheng looked at Fang Tianzhuo, who suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. He Zheng was surprised, hurriedly hugged him, and said angrily, âHe wonât hide when you hits him? Are you a three-year-old with a popsicle stick? â
He Chu was unhappy: âPay attention to your attitude.â
âIâll settle accounts with you later.â He Zheng covered Fang Tianzhuoâs wound, followed by taking it down to stop the bleeding first. Fang Tianzhuo was lying on the bed, but his injury this time was not deep, and his sword didnât penetrate, but even then the wound looked scary.
He Zheng looked at his pale face and asked, âwill you lie down for a while?â
Fang Tianzhuo glanced against the wall and looked coldly at him. He Zheng hurriedly stood up and blocked: âNo, donât punish him for his crime, I will scold him.â⦠â
Fang Tianzhuoâs eyes glowed and said nothing.
He Zheng licked his lips, and he suddenly came over and grabbed He Zhengâs arm: âWhat are you afraid of, if he punishes the crime, he punishes the crime. Itâs not like I have no other way to come and see you.â
âstop talking!â He Zheng threw him away and said, âyour Majesty, have a good rest and donât move.â
He helped Fang Tianzhuo lie down, touched his forehead, and why did he pull him up again at the beginning: âwhatâs your hurry? youâve forgotten how he bullied you before? Itâs okay that I didnât pierce him. â
He Zheng pursed his lips and glared at him, He Chu ââheld his arm and looked him up and down: âLook at you now What does it look like, should I call you Sister Zhengâer in the future? Huh?â
He Zheng smashed his head over, and He Chuâs nose was immediately smashed red, and the blood was overflowing. He covered his nose and raised his head, and when he slowly lowered his head, his eyes suddenly changed.
He Zheng: â!â
Smashed out the fake brother, he immediately ran to hide on the bedside, nervously looking at him, âHe Chu⦠â
The fake brother narrowed his eyes and walked over slowly. He Zheng was worried that he would burn Fang Tianzhuo, who had lost a lot of blood, and suddenly stood up again: âBrother, good brother, Iâm sorry, Iâll rub it for you.â⦠â
He reached out to touch the otherâs nose, and was slapped by him He dropped his hand, frowned and crossed him to look at Fang Tianzhuo, who was on the bed. He Zheng stood on tiptoe and tried to block him, but he was not tall enough, so he could only open his hands to block him.
The fake brother looked at him quietly. âget out of the way.â
He Zheng shook his head: âyou canât kill him, brother, you are half my brother, I am really thinkining for your own good, you go.â
Behind him, Fang Tianzhuo sat up slowly, he and the fake brotherâs eyes met, suddenly he threw something: âthis is the palace gold medal, you can come to me at any time.â
âyour Majesty!â He Zheng was startled, and his fake brother gave him a cold look, turned and walked out.
He Zheng uneasily came back to see Fang Tianzhuo: âyou, are you really all right? My brother didnât do it on purpose, definitely not. â
Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his hand, and He Zheng obediently sat in his arms and listened to him: âif it was your brother who was hurt today, would you think I didnât mean it?â
âyou are better at martial arts than he is. He said you bumped into it yourself. â He Zheng asked, âreally?â
âYes.â
He Zheng did not ask why, he silently hugged Fang Tianzhuo and said, âcome on, your Majesty, I just thought you were going to die. Stop scaring me. â
He touched his stomach and was exhausted: âDonât fight again next time. If he draws his sword again, you will hide behind me and use me as a shielf.â
Fang Tianzhuo said, âyour brother loves you very much.â
âwell, heâs a good brother.â He Zheng paused, looked up and said, âyou are also a good husband.â
He knew that Fang Tianzhuo could have killed He Chu, but he did not, or even was willing to accept a sword, perhaps to appease He Chuâs brother, or maybe he was calculating himself again, but He Zheng did not want to care, all he knew was that Fang Tianzhuo was hurt, and he was so distressed that he fainted and did not want to see him again.
âyour Majesty.â He Zheng said, âPlease take good care of yourself at all times. Please try your best to show mercy to some people without getting hurt. Is that all right?â
Fang Tianzhuo was silent for a long time, but did not answer him, but said, âitâs nothing, so go back to the palace.â
In the carriage, Fang Tianzhuoâs face has not been very good. He Zheng didnât wait on him when he was injured last time, so he doesnât know how he got through it. Now he knows that he is not as powerful as the legend, even if he is better than others. Even if he is better than ordinary people, he suffer no less.
But he was quite tolerant, and even though he was pale and sweated by the carriage, he was still silent and faint.
After going back, Fang Tianzhuo started a high fever. He Zheng sat in front of the bed and stared at him. He always felt that Fang Tianzhuoâs martial arts was the first in the world and the chosen son. The protagonistâs halo was strong, but it turned out that he was also vulnerable.
The belly was suddenly kicked by the little prince, and he rubbed his stomach, changed the cold water handkerchief for Fang Tianzhuo, touched his face, and had the idea that Fang Tianzhuo might die for the first time.
Even if you tell yourself again and again that he is different from others, the idea keeps popping up.
âHe Shanshou.â Nanmen Liang leisurely approached, said: âyou have been in the bumpy road all the way, you are still pregnant, your Majesty will be served by the srvant.â
He Zheng did not refuse: âI will sleep next to him.â
He lay down on one side of the couch and glanced at Fang Tianzhuo, with a slightly heavy heart.
Today, after fighting for so long, they didnât have time to talk to his brother, let alone let them really get to know each other, but now that his brother has a sign to enter the palace, it should be much easier to meet.
But He Zheng thought of Fang Tianhua, fake brother. Donât bring the Fang Tianhua here.
There are so many stupid things.
He Zheng was extremely tired and fell asleep. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he leaned up and rubbed his eyes. He saw that Nanmen Liang was dozing at the head of the bed with his head propped up.
He Zheng went over and covered him with a thin blanket, and the latter immediately woke up and said, âOh, He Shanshou, your Majestyâs fever has gone down, and the servant dozed off.â
âgo down and have a rest.â
âNo, your Majesty canât sleep when the servant is gone.â
âyou have a deep friendship.â
With a good smile at Nanmen Liang, he said, âyour Majesty believes in his servant, but in the end, servants are just servants. If one day there is a great enemy, servants are stepping stones that can be discarded at any time.â
Fang Tianzhuo was able to do such a thing. He Zheng said, âthen why are you still loyal?â
âthe life of the servant is given by his Majesty, so he naturally has to be a cow and horse for his Majesty all his life.â
He Zheng did not understand these people. âis there something you want to say to me?â he said.
âYes.â Nanmen Liang respectfully saluted, and He Zheng was not angry: âsit down.â
âthe servant just wants to tell He Shanshou that compared to the servant, a loyal servant who can be used to cover his feet at any time, his Majesty is willing to give up his life to protectyou again and again.â Nanmen Liang leisurely said: âyour Majesty has a rough life since childhood, there are few happy times, but after meeting you, it is different. Only then can I see that your Majesty has you in his heart.â
He Zheng frowned and said, âspeak human words.â
Nanmen Liang said:âThe servant guarantees with his head that Your Majesty is worthy of He Shanshouâs heart.â