The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 8

He Zheng remembered that Fang Tianzhuo had been miserable since he was a child, but he had a grandmother who truly cared for him, so after he killed his brother, killed his father and strangled him and seized the throne, he gave it to the grandmother who was originally a concubine , the greatest honor.

Although Fang Tianzhuo was cold-hearted and not very close to this grandmother on weekdays, he was a kind-hearted person, and he always respected his good elders.

He Zheng remembered that the empress dowager was kind, and he was afraid to say this to save his life, but to be honest, he really didn't want to suffer.

A thug came out from the back, and He Zheng felt a shudder in his heart. He hurried down the steps in three or two steps, and knelt down with a puff from a distance: "See the Empress Dowager, see Your Majesty! Back to the Empress Dowager, Caomin is not an eunuch!

" The queen mother was nearly seventy years old, her eyes were dim, and Fang Tianzhuo looked at him sideways for a while, and her eyes flashed a stunned look, "This, when did such a handsome child come to the palace? How come Aijia never heard of it?"

Fang Tian Zhuo said: "He is the son of He Xiang."

The Empress Dowager suddenly realized, she immediately stepped forward to hold up He Zheng's arms, and said with a smile, "It's this child, oh, this looks so handsome, how long is this..."

He Zheng was afraid Glancing at the person who had just stepped forward to beat him, he asked timidly, "Empress Dowager, are you still beating me?"

"Aijia's eyes are not good, so you should be a little eunuch who doesn't have long eyes...Emperor. , are you okay?"

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him coldly, He Zheng swallowed his saliva and whispered: "I didn't mean to..." The

Empress Dowager knew how much He Zheng was to the royal family. The important thing is that her grandson has a violent personality and is domineering. There are countless women in the harem, and they will not want any of them. Only He Zheng is really on his dragon bed.

She softened her voice: "Emperor?"

Fang Tianzhuo said, "You are not allowed to go out during the confinement period, have you forgotten?"

He Zheng immediately ran back to the door in three or two steps, and knelt down again.

Fang Tianzhuo looked at He Jinhua: "Is everything delivered?"

He Jinhua respectfully said: "Back to Your Majesty, everything has been delivered"
 
No, I bowed and stepped back, but subconsciously glanced at He Zheng again.

Brother, it doesn't seem to be what I remembered.

Fang Tianzhuo helped the Empress Dowager to leave, the old lady couldn't help but looked at He Zheng a few more times, she was determined to say something, but she held back.

He Zheng kept kneeling until Fang Tianzhuo and the others were far away before moving. Shunyi immediately ran up to support him. He Zheng hissed with pain in his legs and frowned, "Pick up the pen and bury it in the garden, and close the door." He rolled up his trousers. Fang Tianzhuo's kneeling a few days ago was still not healed. The two kneelings were bruised and bruised, and it hurt when pressed.

Shunyi brought the medicine up, and He Zheng said, "I'll do it myself."

He was accustomed to being independent, had never lived a noble life, and could not enjoy being served by servants.

He was really fed up with this kind of inferior day, accompanying the king like a tiger, and at this moment he really understood the meaning of this sentence.