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

Ch 22

He Zheng vaguely felt that these words seemed to have a bit of a peculiar meaning, but he couldn't figure it out. He glanced at Fang Tianzhuo vigilantly, and said weakly: "But I want to go..."

Fang Tianzhuo reached out and fiddled with his lips, the soft lips were pushed open and closed, making a soft "boo" sound.

Fang Tianzhuo asked, "You've been hurt like this, do you still want to go?"

"Well." He Zheng said with an oath: "I, I think people should be responsible for what they say, I want to be a better person, a person more worthy of His Majesty, what's the point of such a little difficulty? ."

Fang Tianzhuo nodded and said, "It makes sense."

He Zheng pursed his lips and lowered his head, flustered.

Fear that Fang Tianzhuo would block him in the palace with a single word, if he can't go to the Spring Hunting, then the plan will be abolished, and everything will be impossible to implement.

After thinking about it, he raised his face again, and asked with bright eyes, "Is your majesty here to see me today?"

"Of course it is." Fang Tianzhuo turned over the paper on which he practiced calligraphy with one hand, and said, "I'm here to see how Zhenger's calligraphy is doing."

He Zheng obediently showed it to him and explained, "I've been learning to ride horses these days, and I've practiced less."

Fang Tianzhuo could understand this, so he did not speak out against his appalling words.

He Zheng actually didn't like being hugged by him. He always felt that his actions were like hugging cats and dogs. He really wanted to be a little further away from Fang Tianzhuo.

But this whole afternoon, Fang Tianzhuo was tired of sitting in his Pize Hall. He was so excited that he even asked him to play chess with him. He Zheng was fine at Gobang, but he didn't know anything about Go. The army collapsed, Fang Tianzhuo frowned.

He Zheng also frowned. He is also very irritable, the pain in his legs is unbearable, and now he just wants to lie on the bed and play games, or do nothing in a daze, why should he take into account Fang Tianzhuo's feelings when he is injured!

He hung his head full of grievances, because he was in a bad mood, and he talked a lot less, and he was stunned. Most of the usual wit has also disappeared.

The two of them were silent. He Zheng had to admit that he was not Fang Tianzhuo's opponent. He raised his face again and said, "Your Majesty, I want to sleep."

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Go."

He Zheng immediately got up and left, walked behind the screen and went to bed, then put down the bed curtains on both sides, shrunk inside and closed his eyes.

Fang Tianzhuo sat by the window, playing with the black and white chess pieces in his hand, making a clattering sound.

The sound came and went, but He Zheng couldn't help but **** up his ears, and couldn't fall asleep even after tossing and turning.

Fang Tianzhuo's tossing and turning voice was sensitively captured by Fang Tianzhuo. The man raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to see him through the screen.

The sound of the chess pieces disappeared, He Zheng finally fell asleep in the silence, the bed was pulled open a gap, the sleeping red face was reflected in the king's eyes, the man slowly leaned down, hugged the pair The soft lips parted for a moment, and he lightly touched the other's head with his forehead.

That night, Fang Tianzhuo didn't stay overnight, but He Zheng didn't sleep much by himself. For the unknown tomorrow, he was full of anticipation and apprehension. He hoped that it would be a little more exciting, and he hoped that everything would go smoothly.