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

Ch 38

The two barely stabilized their bodies and fell to the ground.

Fang Tianzhuo's expression was cold, and He Zheng's heart was beating wildly in shock. After realizing it, it was because of that ghostly kiss. He almost couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Fortunately, he held back, and he bowed his head in guilt.

The rear shouted to kill the sky, and there were really rebels chasing them. Fang Tianzhuo held the sword in his backhand, ready to kill the Quartet, but he glanced at He Shanshou, who could not see the **** scene, and finally put it away and walked quickly. Walk aside.

He Zheng hurriedly followed.

Fang Tianzhuo hid silently behind a grain stack, while He Zheng crouched weakly beside him, clasping his arms with both hands, carefully holding his breath.

Fang Tianzhuo glanced at the thin white fingers on his arm, He Zheng silently put it away, and instead grabbed his clothes.

The shouting and killing gradually faded away, and He Zheng exhaled a long breath.

Fang Tianzhuo stood up, and He Zheng also stood up quickly, and continued to hold on to the corner of his clothes tightly, worried that he would throw himself away.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Seeing that he was walking fast, He Zheng knew that he was still angry, so he had to make a request: "Would you please slow down, I can't see the road clearly and can't keep up."

"It's not enough, it's more than failure!" Fang Tianzhuo reprimanded, but his feet slowed down slightly.

Forget it, as long as he is willing to take care of himself and doesn't have the same knowledge as him, He Zheng gritted his teeth, but still couldn't hold back his anger, and said, "Yes, I was wrong, I shouldn't kiss you, but how do I know that you would because Did this fall? It's not that I didn't kiss..."

Fang Tianzhuo's murderous gaze swept over fiercely.

He Zheng shrank a bit, snorted and moved his feet, and said, "Actually, you can't rely on me... Then, the rebels call me your apex, I, I think it's very beautiful, so I can't help it... …”

Fang Tianzhuo pursed his lips and turned to continue walking.

He Zheng was busy and kept up. He felt that the days of his daring days were not completely fruitless. He seemed to have found a way to deal with Fang Tianzhuo. Although it was very dangerous, he would trap himself in it if he was not careful.

But, live.

He Zheng peeked at the back of his head, took a deep breath, ran quickly twice, slipped his hand from his cuff, and held his hand.

Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him, He Zheng was still a little scared, and slipped weakly, only holding one of his fingers.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward. He Zheng felt a little confident in his heart, and slowly changed to hold all his fingers: "Your Majesty, where are we going now?"

"Find a place to rest."

He Zheng nodded, and suddenly thought of something. Suddenly, Fang Tianzhuo was puzzled. Seeing his expression slowly turned from shock to heartache, he asked, "What?"

"Your Majesty rewarded me with a hundred heads, which are still in the inn." He Zheng flattened his mouth, blinking his eyes frantically.

Fang Tianzhuo was noncommittal: "I have already said that I won't kill you, why do you even mention it?"

"Then you swear."

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows.

"...You can go back and draw up an imperial decree." He Zheng bowed his head humbly, and his body suddenly rose into the air, Fang Tianzhuo probably disliked him for walking slowly, and said: "I said, if you are devoted to me, I will With all my heart to you."