He Zheng returned to the long-lost Pize Hall with a heavy heart. Looking at his one-acre and three-point land, he felt a sense of returning home in a trance.

Compared with traveling around and browsing the scenery by means of transportation, he actually prefers to stay down-to-earth in one place and live his small days comfortably. It would be better if there are games to play.

He Zheng slept and woke up and heard Nan Jing ask, "Can the good head eat?"

He Zheng lazily walked from the bed to the soft chair and rocked, and said, "Wait."

Nan Jing couldn't help laughing: "This time out, Shan Shou and His Majesty seem to have a deeper relationship."

He Zheng was stunned: "Where did you see it?"

"You have never waited for His Majesty to eat before."

He Zheng recovered a little, rubbed his face, stared out the window blankly for a long time, and explained, "I've been on the same boat every day during this time, and I'm used to having dinner with him when I don't see anyone looking down."

More than eating together, they also sleep together every day, go to the deck to see the scenery together, discuss the past cities and mountains together, fall asleep looking at his face every night, and wake up with his face in the morning. After so long, they naturally get used to it. .

No wonder everyone says habit is a scary thing.

He Zheng said: "What about Shunyi? Take out the poker I made, and I'll teach you two to fight the landlord."

Shunyi already knew how to play on the boat and couldn't wait to run away. In modern times, He Zheng only plays poker or mahjong with relatives during Chinese New Year and festivals, but he is not addicted. After all, there are many other more attractive entertainment modes in modern times.

But for him in ancient times, poker is a very interesting entertainment tool.

The few of them played until it was dark, and Fang Tianzhuo hadn't come over yet. He was a little tired and a little hungry, so he put down the poker and said, "What time is it now?"

Shun Yi replied: "It looks like it's the end of the Xu time."

It was almost nine o'clock when He Zheng got up and said, "Let's eat first, I'm hungry."

Shunyi and Nan Jing looked at each other, the latter swiftly put away the poker, while Shunyi hurried to pass the meal. The meal was light, and the imperial doctor said that he would not be allowed to eat a lot of tonic. He Zheng ate a lot and wiped his mouth: "Go out for a walk."

The palace lanterns have been hung up one after another, and there are palace servants carrying lanterns to follow. The road under his feet is also very easy to walk. He Zheng lazily walked to the front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and seeing the bright lights inside from a distance, Fang Tianzhuo must have Still on business.

He stood for a while, then turned back silently.

Nan Jing said softly, "His Majesty has been away for a long time, and the government affairs are piled up like a mountain. It must be very busy. It must not have been intentional to forget the good leader."

He Zheng didn't say a word.

Of course he knew that Fang Tianzhuo was very busy, and he was not angry with Fang Tianzhuo, but felt a little lost in his heart, which made him feel bad.

He went back to sleep and ate normally the next day, no longer waiting for Fang Tianzhuo, but he did what the other party promised him, and someone brought him mahjong.

This time, He Zheng has more fun.

It was not until the afternoon of the third day that Fang Tianzhuo finally showed up.

He Zheng was playing mahjong, and suddenly found that the palace servant who was sitting next to him suddenly stood up and knelt aside.

When he walked in, the first thing he did was to pick up He Zheng and say, "Shan Shou can live comfortably."

He Zheng said, "Your Majesty is done?"

Fang Tianzhuo hugged him and sat on the couch, his lips pressed against his tender cheeks, he closed his eyes slightly and sniffed the fragrance on his body, and said, "Zheng'er is getting more and more fragrant."

He Zheng lifted his sleeves to smell himself, and said, "I can't smell it at all."

Fang Tianzhuo chuckled, hugged him tenderly, and began to harass him in detail, He Zheng shrank his neck and said, "The imperial doctor said, it's not easy to have sex now."

Fang Tianzhuo gave a "hmm" and raised his voice: "Come here, pass the meal."

"I'm not hungry yet."

These words are redundant, Fang Tianzhuo really looked at him and said slowly, "I'm hungry."

"Oh." He Zheng struggled and was suddenly hugged tightly by him, Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyes, his eyes were displeased: "What's the temper?"

He Zheng looked at him inexplicably: "How dare I get angry with Your Majesty, it's just not comfortable."

Fang Tianzhuo slammed around his waist and pressed him to himself, and said lightly, "Don't make me angry."

He Zheng obediently stopped moving.

Fang Tianzhuo frowned, kissed him again, and suddenly picked him up and walked towards the inner room.

The meal was placed on the table, covered with a copper top to prevent the loss of heat. After a long time, Fang Tianzhuo came out to eat, He Zheng huddled on the bed, and kicked his feet angrily.

Beast!

Every time look for him, it's for this, even if can't get in, have to make a fuss, bastard.

He Zheng called someone to bring water in, and after a simple cleaning, he came out to eat with Fang Tianzhuo, his expression angrily.

Fang Tianzhuo was in a good mood at the moment, and finally came to care about his mood: "What's the matter?"

"I don't want to talk to you."

The palace people inhaled silently, Fang Tianzhuo reached out and pinched his face, He Zheng was forced to turn to him, and reached out to support his hand, afraid that he would tear his face off.

Fang Tianzhuo remained motionless and asked, "Let's hear it."

"Shrink your hair!" He Zheng was pinched on his face, and He Zheng couldn't speak clearly, but his eyes were burning with flames, like an angry rabbit.

Fang Tianzhuo was suddenly amused, he withdrew his hand, and He Zheng immediately rubbed his face, angry and aggrieved, picked up his chopsticks and frantically poured vegetables into his bowl.

"Zheng'er?"

He Zheng ignored him, and Fang Tianzhuo asked again, "You really don't want to tell me?"

He Zheng stopped and thought about it carefully. He still wanted to tell him that he was pregnant! How can you not cherish your body and fight with this dog emperor blindly?

He glanced over and said dissatisfiedly, "Why didn't you come two days ago?"

There was a smile in Fang Tianzhuo's eyes: "Did you miss me?"

He Zheng paused, both reason and emotion were forcing him, and nodded.

Obviously looking forward to him thinking about himself, but he really got the answer, Fang Tianzhuo was still a little uncomfortable.

He Zheng had already lost his chopsticks and looked at him: "If Your Majesty doesn't come in the future, can you send someone to inform me? Do you know how long I waited for you when I first came back? It's already early in the morning, even if you don't think about me, think about the little prince. , your son, can you?"

His tone was soft and dissatisfied, Fang Tianzhuo listened quietly, and suddenly hoped that he would complain a few more words.

"I remember it."

He Zheng didn't expect him to really write it down. After all, he was probably like a pet to him, and Fang Tianzhuo never put him on an equal footing.

In fact, He Zheng thought about it carefully, how could he expect an emperor to fulfill his boyfriend's task? It's too far-fetched.

But He Zheng still didn't want to feel wronged. He made the best use of the limited resources. This is what my brother taught him. He would fight for what he should fight for.

He glared at Fang Tianzhuo again, looked away regardless of his confusion, and then reluctantly walked over again: "Will you rest here at night?"

Fang Tianzhuo curled his lips: "Naturally."

He Zheng's secret joy was suppressed, and his face was cold.

The two were lying together, and when He Zheng was out of anger, he was willing to take the initiative to rub him, put his arms around each other's waist and bury his face in it. He asked, "Has Your Majesty been to another concubine these two days?"

This is clearly a well-informed question, and there is nothing to say.

Fang Tianzhuo said: "I have been handling government affairs in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for the past few days."

He Zheng looked up at him and asked, "Is there so much government affairs to deal with?"

Fang Tianzhuo said: "A lot."

He Zheng thought about it and said, "That's right, when I was an immortal, our immortals were very busy. We flew this and that every day. We wanted to reach friendly diplomatic relations with various countries, and we had to come down from time to time to observe the suffering of people's livelihood, and we had to be busy. To build roads, promote economic development, and maintain social harmony, we also have to spend a lot of effort on eradicating gangsterism and evil.”

Fang Tianzhuo's brows suddenly wrinkled.

He Zheng paused subconsciously, and always felt that it was not good for him to reveal too many things that were not in line with this era, but he quickly found the topic, and he said: "We are different from here, we advocate equality for everyone, especially Immortal Toutou must lead by example and can only marry an old... daughter-in-law, and ah, wherever we go, Toutou must take his daughter-in-law with him, respect each other very much, and take the initiative to hold his daughter-in-law's hand when we get off the boat, and be considerate to his daughter-in-law. This is something that many other ordinary gods can't do."

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

He Zheng hesitated in his heart, then straightened up his chest again, full of anger: "Of course, if one party betrays the other, it is cheating. According to our fairy law, we must divorce."

Fang Tianzhuo smiled but not smiled: "You mean, if I favor other concubines, you can make peace with me?"

He Zheng pursed his lips and said slowly, "It doesn't stop there... If the other party is domestic violence, it means beating someone, even if they don't beat them, and let their lover live in a panic of dying at any time every day, that is spiritual domestic violence, and it can also be passed through. The law and the divorce, and our fairy law enforcement officer, will restrict this person from continuing to approach the person who was domestically abused."

Fang Tianzhuo felt more and more ridiculous: "Is Zheng'er implying that I will let you out of the palace?"

He Zheng looked at him silently and said, "I just thought of this all of a sudden. If Your Majesty doesn't like to hear it, I won't talk about it in the future."

Fang Tianzhuo raised his chin, his eyes were cold: "I will give you everything you want, but this matter, Zheng'er can't talk about it again, you know?"

He Zheng looked at him for two seconds, and suddenly knocked him a few times in the quilt.

Fang Tianzhuo's face sank, and he was suddenly kissed on the mouth. He Zheng hugged his neck and said, "We immortal family couples must tolerate each other's petty temper. If we can't quarrel, we will shout and kill."

Fang Tianzhuo's eyes flashed.

He Zheng kissed him again and asked, "Does your majesty want to be a fairy couple with me?"

"Aren't you going to leave me?"

"The laws in our heaven are like that. I'm just telling the truth, but I like you, and I'm definitely willing to accept your rules here. I just hope that Your Majesty can understand me a little bit, isn't it too much?"

Fang Tianzhuo did not speak.

In fact, it is too much. He Zheng knows that in this world, no one can ask Fang Tianzhuo to do this or that.

And what he said about the so-called law of immortals is actually just an ideal harmonious family. You don't see how many rely on the strong to bully the weak, and how many buy and sell marriages.

At any time, only the strong have the right to speak, even in modern society, it is not true that everyone is equal.

Fang Tianzhuo is the center of this world, and there are too many people who depend on him to survive, and He Zheng is just one of them, and the one who is particularly greedy.

The only difference is that he is relatively lucky.

The next day, when He Zheng woke up, Fang Tianzhuo had already left.

He Zheng was still thinking about what he said he wanted to announce to the world. He felt that such a high profile was not good, and at the same time, he was looking forward to it. After all, this thing was the only way to save his life.

Although Fang Tianzhuo doesn't seem like a person who cares about gossip, but if this matter spreads to the ears of the world, if he wants to move himself, why should he think twice? For example, he often said that he kept his promises, and if he was scolded for not believing his words, it would definitely affect him in the future.

But He Zheng waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, and waited for more than half a month. His stomach was up, and Fang Tianzhuo didn't move.

He Zheng didn't dare to think or ask, for fear of being buried and favored and arrogant, thinking that the emperor is a big liar.

On this day, he lazily finished his breakfast and was lying on the table playing flying chess when he suddenly heard a little eunuch hurriedly running over: "Saint grace is mighty! Good Lord is overjoyed!"

He Zheng asked leisurely, "Why is there joy?"

"His Majesty wrote an inscription in his own hand, Xu Shanshou I will be safe and secure, and each other, the plaque made of pure gold has been hung on the main entrance of the palace at this moment! It weighs nearly 100 catties!"