Fang Tianzhuo put his hand on the ground and stood up suddenly. He never dreamed that He Zheng could be so cruel. His face was more frightened than angry, and he couldn't believe it: "Are you crazy?!"

He Zheng was lying on the bed sideways, his bright eyes looked at him with anger and fear, Fang Tianzhuo's anger condensed in his eyes: "Come here, send the queen back to Pize Hall."

He Zheng looked at the figure he stepped out, stretched himself up and sat up, waved his hand away from the hand of a servant who was helping him, and said, "I am your majesty's thing, so do you guys too. Dare to touch."

He stepped out and stared at the man sitting at the table for a while with red eyes, then turned his head and strode away.

Although the Pize Hall has been unoccupied for a long time, someone has been cleaning it all the time, and it is very clean. He Zheng lay back on his bed, thought about the four hundred protectors, and took a deep breath.

He touched his stomach and hated himself for rejecting his brother's proposal to leave Fang Tianzhuo. Such a man is not worthy of falling in love. He only needs to sit in that position all his life, and let everyone be respectful and afraid. Fart love.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Nanmenliang quietly raised his eyes. His Majesty the Emperor at the table has been sitting with a pen since he made his court, but so far he has not approved a word. In the past few days, every night he has to go to the Pize Hall for a turn. Nanmenliang dare not say if he regrets driving He Hou away. He just feels that the weight of this He Hou in His Majesty's heart is somewhat out of place. Unexpectedly.

He wanted to persuade Fang Tianzhuo to go out for a walk, but he didn't know how to say it. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, "Your Majesty, I heard that the osmanthus flowers in the Imperial Garden are blooming and smelling amazing. Shall we go and have a look?"

Fang Tianzhuo paused, put down the pen, and walked ahead.

The Royal Garden was really full of fragrance, it was late autumn, and there was a faint cool breeze in the air, which was very pleasant. Fang Tianzhuo couldn't help walking along the path toward the Pize Hall, and suddenly stopped for a moment.

Across a rockery, there was a voice of a palace maid walking and talking: "I heard that after he was driven back to the Pize Hall, the palace gate has been closed, I am afraid that he is being banned by His Majesty."

"I have long felt that he can't sit in that seat for too long. Your Majesty's favored man, even if he is confused for a while, he will definitely not be confused for a lifetime."

"I heard that it was because he had a private meeting with people in Pizeh Hall, I'll tell you..."

The little palace maid at the back took a deep breath: "He is too arrogant and arrogant!"

"Maybe she will become the fastest queen to waste, shh, don't tell anyone."

The palace maids walked out of the rockery gossiping and continued to move forward. They never saw Fang Tianzhuo here. The latter narrowed his eyes slightly, and Nanmenliang immediately shouted: "You two, stop!"

"Director of the South Gate..." The two palace maids saw the man behind him, and immediately fell to their knees: "My servant, see Your Majesty, Your Majesty is blessed!"

The black boots approached slowly, the golden dragon on the robe was lifelike, and the voice was cold and low: "It turns out that my queen is up to you to decide whether to abandon it or not."

The two palace maids wet their clothes together.

During the half-month separation from Fang Tianzhuo, He Zheng ate well, slept well, painted and learned qin from time to time and scolded Fang Tianzhuo. But today, Shunyi's voice suddenly hurried in broke the calm: "Empress, empress, I heard that Your Majesty is going to chop off everything in the palace."

He Zheng nibbled at the biscuits made by the imperial kitchen and wondered, "What are you cutting?"

Of course, it was beheading. He said that when Fang Tianzhuo was relaxing in the garden, he heard a few little palace maids talking about him being abolished. Immediately biting other people, one bit one, hundreds of gossip palace servants were quickly bitten out, and now they have all rushed to one place, he wants to pull them out one by one and observe the execution in person.

He Zheng was astonished: "Now?"

"Everyone is in the Justice Department now, look at this..."

He Zheng lost the biscuits, stood up with a frown, and said, "Prepare the sedan chair."

He Zheng was dizzy and dizzy while sitting in the sedan chair. When he finally got to the place, he heard a loud cry. He eased his dizzy brain and walked out. At a glance, he saw the man sitting above him. Man, the servant was standing behind him with the Huang Luo umbrella cover, and he was sitting lazily, playing with a wrench, as if the begging and screaming below were just from the summer woods, and it had nothing to do with him. .

On the first floor below, the Imperial Army surrounded hundreds of palace maids and eunuchs who were frightened and huddled together. The people who were crying non-stop walked towards this direction, and then pushed in. They were like chickens driven into the hunting grounds, waiting to be killed one by one.

I don't know who saw him first, and suddenly someone shouted: "Queen! Queen help!!"

For a while, He Zheng's ears were almost deafened. This group of people seemed to have caught a life-saving straw and knelt down in the circle surrounded by the forbidden army. The palace maid was disheveled, the eunuch's hat was crooked, and they cried and kowtowed to him: " Please help Queen He!"

He Zheng turned his head subconsciously, the man in the high place was condescending, raised his hand expressionlessly and pressed it slightly, the Imperial Army shouted: "Quiet!"

The air fell into silence. He Zheng took a breath and walked up slowly. When he was about to kneel, he heard him say, "Be flat."

He Zheng raised his head, his eyes were facing each other, Fang Tianzhuo put back the finger wrench he forgot to remove, and stretched out his hand to him.

He Zheng pursed his lips, stepped forward, put his hand in his hand, Fang Tianzhuo's eyes were gentle: "Why is Zheng'er here?"

"I heard that you want to convict."

Fang Tianzhuo paused and explained, "This group of slaves are arrogantly talking about court affairs, they really deserve to die."

The abolition of the queen, like the establishment of the reserve, did return to the court, and this group of people was too daring. He Zheng lowered his head and clenched his fingers lightly, "Can you not kill? Hit a few boards and teach a lesson."

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him for a while, then smiled and said, "My queen is really a Bodhisattva descended from the earth."

He Zheng looked at him uneasily. He would have endured it if he knew that his anger with Fang Tianzhuo would involve so many people. Thinking about it like this, he felt aggrieved again, why is he always the first to submit: "Is it okay?"

Seeing that his eyes were wet, Fang Tianzhuo immediately stood up, reached out and stroked his cheek, and said, "Empress Zhenyi, Empress Duyi."

He took He Zheng's hand, turned around and said, "The queen is interceding for you today, but I won't kill you."

Everyone was overjoyed, and they all knelt and thanked them. However, although the death penalty was exempted, the living crime could not escape. Nanmenliang walked down the stairs and waved his hand: "Pull it out, one person will be thirty big boards."

He Zheng hurriedly said: "There are stab wounds in there, so the board will be spared."

Nanmenliang turned to look at Fang Tianzhuo, who bent his lips: "Forget it."

"Or..." He Zheng tentatively stretched out two thin white fingers: "Twenty boards?"

Fang Tianzhuo nodded: "That's twenty boards."

He Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "One person loses twenty boards, do you hear that?"

The people from the Shang Xing Division were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly saluted: "The slaves take orders."

He Zheng was sent back first, Fang Tianzhuo watched the sedan chair leave, and sat back on the chair again with a bit of joy in his eyes.

Nanmen Liang saw it in his eyes, and secretly let go. During this time, Your Majesty and the Empress had a cold war. The Empress never came to find His Majesty, and His Majesty was concerned about his face. Every time he walked to the corner of the Pize Hall, he looked back, and now the Empress came to those people to ask for mercy, and it was considered to be actively seeking peace. Your Majesty must be tonight...

"Place the Pize Hall."

Well, don't wait for the night.

As soon as He Zheng entered the door with his front foot, Fang Tianzhuo came over with his hind foot. He leaned on the chair and pretended to be asleep, motionless, and did not greet him.

Nan Jing stepped forward to shout, but when Fang Tianzhuo raised his hand, he hurriedly bowed and stepped back.

Fang Tianzhuo bent over to look at He Zheng, and gently held his hands. These hands were beautiful like a pair of handicrafts, delicate and soft. He looked at them for a moment, then slowly intertwined his fingers with them, and leaned in to kiss them.

He Zheng had to open his eyes to look at him: "Your Majesty."

"Are you still mad at me?"

He Zheng turned his face: "No."

Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his arms to hug him, He Zheng felt like a cat, he was easily picked up and hugged in his arms, he raised his head and stared at Fang Tianzhuo: "You promise me not to kill people indiscriminately."

"I did not kill indiscriminately."

"Then what did you arrest so many people for?"

Fang Tianzhuo buried the tip of his nose into his neck and sniffed lightly, He Zheng could feel the cool tip of his nose on his skin, he folded his neck and wrinkled his face, listening to him: "They spread rumors, I have a bad relationship with Zhenger, Zhenger Aren't you angry?"

He Zheng said calmly, "I'm not angry."

Fang Tianzhuo was immediately displeased: "Why aren't you angry?"

He Zheng looked at him inexplicably: "We already have a bad relationship. It's the truth, why are you angry?"

Fang Tianzhuo's expression became gloomy, and his chest rolled upward with anger and repression. He Zheng was uncomfortable when he saw him, and said, "You kicked me out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, isn't it because of emotional discord?"

"That's because Zheng'er is too domineering."

"I..." He Zheng opened his eyes incredulously: "I am too much, I am domineering?"

"Exactly."

"You..." He Zheng's head was pressed by him, Fang Tianzhuo said, "If you have something to say, talk about it."

He Zheng shook his head vigorously and said angrily: "It's obviously because you are overbearing, you didn't even let me see my only relative, what happened when he touched me, am I your personal belongings? You are going to make such a big fire. "

Fang Tianzhuo's Adam's apple rolled, and his brows were furrowed: "Otherwise?"

if not? He Zheng stared at him blankly. Does this mean that he really regards himself as a personal item? Clenching his fists, he took a breath and said warmly: "In our place, the closest people can touch each other, and even in some countries, they kiss each other on the cheek for the first time to show friendship."

"..."

"Do you understand?"

Fang Tianzhuo said indifferently: "Well."

He Zheng said: "Then, now you know that I'm like my brother..."

"It's not proper." Fang Tianzhuo looked at him with dark eyes, still insisting: "I don't allow him to touch you, understand?"

He Zheng couldn't understand his brain circuit: "Why can't my brother touch me? I'm not a precious treasure, and I won't touch it..."

"You are."

"..."

He Zheng's eyes widened, his heart beat faster for a while, and he didn't know if he was angry or happy. Fang Tianzhuo didn't realize that he had accidentally touched the heart of Queen He, he touched He Zheng's cheek and said: " You are my rare treasure, I want to lock you up, no one is allowed to see, no one is allowed to touch. But I don't want you to be unhappy, so I hold back, I allow you to laugh at others, and allow you to make friends with others , allow you to act in the name of me, but I want to be the most important person in your heart, I want you to care about me, understand me, listen to me, and regard me as your closest person."

"You, you are one of my most important people."

"I don't want one, I want the only one."

"..."

He Zheng tried to get out of his arms, he needed to leave the man to breathe, otherwise he would be suffocated to death, or burned to death by a sense of shame.

He knew that what Fang Tianzhuo said was not a love story, he was just stating the facts, but maybe he didn't even know it himself. His words were like love words, and He Zheng couldn't stand it.

Although it was still domineering and excessive and even sounded frightening, He Zheng still felt that he liked him. Fang Tianzhuo really made him love and hate, and it was extremely awkward.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't know what he was struggling with, thinking he was resisting him, pinching his chin and forcing him to look at him: "Is it so unbearable for you?"

"Yes, that's right." He Zheng summoned his courage and said, "I can't bear it for you, if you don't let me go..."

Under Fang Tianzhuo's gloomy gaze, he stretched his arms around his neck, his face flushed red, and he said fiercely, "Just, don't let me go for the rest of your life!"

...

Fang Tianzhuo tightened his arms and whispered, "Okay."