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

Ch 17

The person with his back to Fang Tianzhuo slowly put down his hands on his hips, and the back, who had just been so arrogant, slowly bent down, his trembling shoulders seemed to have encountered an eggplant hit by frost. Then, He Zheng turned around, and his delicate white face reflected a pleasing color: "Your Majesty is here."
   
Fang Tianzhuo thought deeply: "It seems that Zheng'er is having a good time in the Xiangfu?" As soon as he came out, the corners of He Zheng's mouth turned down at the same time, and his eyes also shone with water. He stood there, defending whether he wanted to cry or not: "I'm not happy." 　

 Fang Tianzhuo glanced at the darkness around him. The head of the man, just made a move forward, the guy who didn't know whether to live or die whimpered, opened his hands and ran in front of him in small steps, stabbed his head in, and the soft little nasal sound hit his ears : "I want to die, Your Majesty..."

Fang Tianzhuo half-opened his hands and looked down at the furry black head in front of his chest. This thing was also rubbing unknowingly, accompanied by long and rambling muttering, "They all think that I was returned by His Majesty. Yes, you told me not to let me enter the gate, even the carriage you gave me went in, but you didn't allow me to enter... When I came back, I was closed to the door, and my relatives stopped me when I got to the door. Do you know how sad I am? I'm so sad I'm going to die."

 The furry black thing hummed again and swayed and rubbed it twice, then suddenly turned over, and he raised his face. Thanks to the embroidered fabric on his chest, there were a few red marks on his rubbing face. He Zheng pursed his lips, and the hot tears in his eyes had not evaporated. Suddenly, he saw the other party's half-open hand and immediately reached out to grab it. He came over and wrapped it around his waist, his toes slammed at him again, and his voice became softer: "Your Majesty... Are you angry?"

Fang Tianzhuo stroked his soft hair and said warmly, "Then what?"

"Then..."

"Your Majesty!" Madam He interrupted abruptly and said, "How can you believe He Zheng's one-sided words?"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned, He Zheng's head suddenly slapped his chest again, and said sullenly. "Look, Your Majesty, she still wants the wicked to sue first..."

He Xiang was anxious, and immediately said: "Your Majesty is here, why can't you stand in the courtyard all the time, and please move to the hall immediately, what is the matter, let's take it slowly I understand."

Fang Tianzhuo asked, "How do you feel about Zheng'er?"

The audience remained silent, and everyone realized something from this sentence. He Zheng didn't expect that he would ask for his opinion. After thinking about it, he was the one who was being bullied. He straightened his chest and said, "If you understand, I will understand. Anyway, I was bullied! Your Majesty is so profound and righteous, I can't. You've wronged me."

When he came, he didn't forget to pat me.

A group of people slowly got up and entered the room. There were drinking water and overturned tables and chairs. Fang Tianzhuo's brows were wrinkled again. Mrs. He wanted to complain again.

The servants finished packing up quickly, Fang Tianzhuo sat down in the main seat, He Zheng stood beside him, and continued to feel sullen while feeling the broken hair on his forehead. What was He Xiang's family business, he came forward and explained slowly. : "Today, a lady was holding a wine banquet, and she got up early in the morning and led her maid to move wine, but she didn't get away. This Zhenger came back early, and there was no news from the palace. I think it was the new doorman. I know, so I took it lightly, I apologize to Zheng'er for this matter, and don't be angry."