"How do you talk? Who is flattering? I can't be nice to you, can I?"

"But what's the appeal?"

He Zheng was dressed.

He thinks that he is very clear about everything. Although he sometimes deliberately finds fault, it is only on the premise that the other party provokes him.

"What do you think I want?"

Fang Tianzhuo said coldly, "How could I know."

He Zheng was not angry, he really wanted to kick Fang Tianzhuo down, but then he would definitely be angry, and the relationship between the two would be strained again.

"I'm not flattering." He Zheng pulled the quilt: "I don't have any demands, I just want to be nice to you."

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him.

"Look what, I admit that I used to be false to you, bragging to please you is just a means to confuse you, but now is different, I like you, of course I sincerely treat you well."

"..."

He Zheng suddenly thought of something, reached out to grab his son beside him, and said, "Go to sleep first."

Fang Tianzhuo, who was about to lie down, immediately sat up again: "Where are you holding him?"

"Don't go anywhere." He Zheng got out of bed again and said, "I thought about it, it's better for the baby to sleep in his crib."

Fang Tianzhuo lifted the half-hanging bed curtain and saw that he carefully put the little prince back on the bed, and then stood beside the bed and stared at his son, looking reluctantly, so he said, "You are watching what?"

"He seemed to snort just now." He Zheng couldn't help laughing, and regretted, "If only this bed had wheels, it could be pushed to the head of our bed at once."

Fang Tianzhuo paused and said, "I'm going to sleep."

"You go to sleep first." He Zheng continued to stand, not too tired: "I'll watch him for a while."

Fang Tianzhuo put down the bedclothes, pulled up the quilt and lay down. He closed his eyes for a moment, but He Zheng didn't come. He suddenly opened his eyes again and said in a gloomy tone, "It's time to sleep."

There was a sudden movement in his ear, he sat up suddenly, and saw that He Zheng was walking towards this side with the crib. The bed was made of pure wood. He Zheng was weak now, and it took a lot of effort to move it. He had to take care of the little baby who had just been put in it so as not to wake it up.

Fang Tianzhuo walked down, picked up the small bed and put it on the head of the bed for him.

He Zheng blinked his eyes and stretched out his thumb: "Your Majesty's arms are strong!"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned.

He Zheng said again: "I sleep outside so that I can see him easily."

Fang Tianzhuo lay down inside first with a sullen face.

He Zheng slept outside, looking at his cute little baby from time to time. The quilt was covering the two of them. He probed once, twice, last time... The quilt on Fang Tianzhuo's chest was pulled more and more crooked. Seeing that there was only one corner hanging on his shoulders, he suddenly hooked his waist and pulled the person over, his eyes sullen: "I want to rest."

He Zheng hesitated for a second, then said obediently, "Oh."

Fang Tianzhuo first hugged him with one hand, but suddenly turned sideways instead of holding him with both hands. He Zheng was forced to get close. He saw the faint blue color under his eyes. .

When He Zheng, who had been waiting for a long time, He Wenchu ​​came over, he was lying on the table painting a portrait of the baby. He was born in the palace, and he could have whatever he wanted. The colored inkstone was very valuable outside, but Fang Tianzhuo always had a way to get it for him.

In modern times, it's ok to click on a mobile phone. He Zheng has to paint for at least half a day, but he can't go out, so he's enjoying it.

Hearing He Wenchu's voice, He Zheng immediately jumped up excitedly: "Brother! Why did you come to see me now?"

"I arrived just now, but your Majesty insisted that I warm up in the front hall to avoid bringing the cold to you."

When he said this, He Wenchu's expression was a bit complicated. Fang Tianzhuo was considerate to He Zheng, of course he was happy, but when he thought that this was because He Zheng had just given birth, he was a little unhappy.

He Zheng felt sweet in his heart and said, "He has a heart, but you haven't come to see me for a long time, and I don't know if you should send me a letter or something, I thought you were caught by Fang Tianhua. "

"Fang Tianhua brought the rebels down a few days ago, and is now being imprisoned by your majesty in the Huanwangfu."

Fang Tianhua was named King Huan before. He Zheng still remembers this, but the news brought by his brother was too exciting: "You said Fang Tianhua... is down?"

He lives in the deep palace all day, and Fang Tianzhuo is not the character who will talk to him about the court affairs. He Zheng is really ignorant now, and his face is incredible: "This matter must be deceitful!"

"I heard that a monk asked to negotiate with Fang Tianhua. I don't know how to persuade him to surrender, but it was just two days that he surrendered. There are speculations that it was related to this child."

What He Zheng was most afraid of was that children would be involved in such a complicated situation. He immediately said, "How could it be related to the baby?"

"Didn't it say that the day he was born was a miracle?" He Wenchu ​​walked over to look at the little guy and said, "Everyone said that you were sent to assist Fang Tianzhuo, this child is the chosen son of heaven, Fang Tianhua is even considered. No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to get that seat, so I decided to be an idle prince."

"Fang Tianhua and Fang Tianzhuo are the same kind of people. The more you don't give him hope, the more he will struggle, and he will never be willing to be an idle prince."

"This is what your Majesty has to worry about." He Wenchu ​​supported the crib to tease the little guy with his eyes open, and said, "Although things are a bit mysterious, this child seems quite normal."

When he mentioned his own baby, He Zheng was immediately distracted: "No, it was said outside that the night he was born was as bright as day, and I was afraid that he would have an extra tail or something... Fortunately, it looks ordinary."

He looked satisfied, but He Wenchu ​​narrowed his eyes: "The first day of the first month of December is the Double Ninth Festival in our place, and I'm asking someone to do it for you. That white light should be the reason why the two worlds first got in touch. "

He Zheng immediately thought of the voice that called him before, and his heart throbbed slightly, and he lowered his head subconsciously and did not speak any more.

My brother has been trying to get him back. When there was no hope, He Zheng was looking forward to that day, but now... he is a little afraid.

He Wen was silent for a while on the first day of the new year. He gently touched the child's hand, and his fingers were immediately clenched tightly. The baby yawned sleepily, and his eyelids began to droop again, looking soft and cute.

He Wenchu ​​retracted his hand, turned to look at the portrait He Zheng painted for the baby, and said, "It's a good painting."

He Zheng smirked.

He Wenchu ​​was sitting where he had just sat, flipping through the messy drawings on his desk, seeing the various modern equipment he had drawn for Fang Tianzhuo, and suddenly said, "How is it now, I can't bear to leave?"

On many unavoidable issues, He Wenchu ​​was "unreasonable". He hates procrastination. Everything can be solved in one minute, and he will never delay for two minutes.

He Zheng knew that he couldn't escape, so he pulled a chair and sat down, and said slowly, "Can I really go back?"

He Wen looked at it for the first time and said seriously, "As long as you want."

He Zheng was clinging to the crib and looking at the little guy who would sleep in addition to eating, then thinking of his brother who was busy running around for him, and then thinking of his parents who had raised him for so many years, his heart couldn't be more heavy: "I, I should think so. ."

He Wenchu ​​said: "I never told you that the reason why I came so late was not that I didn't come to find you, but that the time of my coming is becoming more and more uncertain. Maybe one day after I leave, the world will really change. You are the only one left."

He Zheng's scalp went numb, and his eyes widened in surprise.

All along, he felt that he was favored by God. When he was in the most difficult time, when he was about to endure, his brother came over. Even if he couldn't accompany him all the time, He Zheng felt at ease as long as he thought that he would come to see him sometimes.

But now he said, maybe one day, this world will only be left with himself?

He Zheng couldn't accept it.

"Why, how could it be..." He looked uneasy: "We have a good heart, as long as I miss you, you will come here."

"Maybe one day you won't need me anymore."

"I need it!" He Zheng said hurriedly, "I can't live without your brother."

"What about Fang Tianzhuo?"

"He..." He Zheng suddenly choked and was speechless.

He Wenchu ​​felt sour in his heart, but whenever they were in the same time and space, he would never force He Zheng to make such a choice, let alone when he and another person had children.

But he can't do anything about it, this world is full of uncertainty, even if Fang Tianzhuo will never abandon He Zheng all his life, but the danger around him is too dangerous. He Zheng may need a lifetime to adapt to this world.

"I haven't told my parents about this. They don't know that you can go back, so if you choose your child and Fang Tianzhuo, you don't have to carry any psychological burden." He Wenchu ​​sighed and said, "But there is one thing. , I don't know if Fang Tianzhuo told you."

He Zheng looked at him.

"On his birthday, Taishi Qiu gave him a man who is said to have the same physique as you."

He Zheng seemed to have a broken string in his mind: "He didn't tell me."

"This is your life, you make your own choice, but this choice has a time limit, which is when I come next time."

He Wenchu ​​understands that He Zheng now has feelings for Tianzhuo, and he can only describe the problem as objectively as possible, but He Zheng himself has to solve it.

When He Wen first left, He Zheng was wrapped in a thick cloak, a snow-white mink fur hat on his head, and a mink fur scarf around his neck was made of extra fur.

He Wenchu ​​said, "You don't need to send me."

"I'll take you to the gate of the palace." He Zheng forced a smile: "Maybe after today, I will be left to myself in this world."

He Wenchu ​​touched his head and said, "Seeing how you think about me so much, I probably won't for the time being."

They walked out of the inner room, Fang Tianzhuo was still busy in front, and frowned immediately when he saw him coming out: "It's cold outside, you can't go out."

He Zheng was conflicted and said in a bad tone, "You don't have to worry about it."

Fang Tianzhuo: "?"

He subconsciously looked at He Wenchu ​​with a sullen face, his eyes met, He Wenchu's eyes were calm, He Zheng could not go out now, and no one dared to talk about it, he didn't think it was wrong for him to tell He Zheng about it. .

Fang Tianzhuo put down his pen and stood up: "I help the queen to send my brother."

"Why did my brother ask you to send it?" He Zheng said maliciously, Fang Tianzhuo said twice: "?"

He Zheng has a strong ability to find faults when he is unhappy. He Wen has experienced this since he was a child. Now that he sees Fang Tianzhuo deflated, he finds it funny and emotional at the same time. He hopes that He Zheng can be happy, but he cannot. The fear of control is that the 95-year-old will bully He Zheng. He Wenchu ​​has selfishness. He hopes that Fang Tianzhuo will do something that cannot be forgiven, so that He Zheng will be able to go back with him cruelly.

Even if the feelings are traumatized, it is better than being abandoned by the emperor in this world without human rights in the future.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't quarrel with He Zheng, and without a word, sent He Wenchu ​​to the palace gate with him, saying, "I have something to say, please move brother."

Before He Wenchu ​​agreed, He Zheng suddenly stepped on Fang Tianzhuo's feet, and said fiercely, "My brother doesn't want to talk to you!"

He Wenchu: "..."

Fang Tianzhuo's forehead jumped with blue veins. He Zheng ignored it and turned to look at He Wenchu, who immediately said, "Exactly."

He Zheng's courage, since he dares to be so fierce, he must be used to it. He Wenchu ​​also saw some situations and is not going to participate in the affairs of the two of them any more.

Watching He Wenchu ​​leave, He Zheng turned around and walked towards the palace, Fang Tianzhuo stood beside him with a gloomy face, but was suddenly pushed by him.

Fang Tianzhuo did not move like a mountain, but He Zheng staggered backwards and sat down in the snow.

He stared at Fang Tianzhuo, who was standing upright, and smashed a handful of snow on the ground, causing the snow to splash.

The white fur on the cuff made him look like a cat splashing in the snow.

Fang Tianzhuo squatted down helplessly, He Zheng immediately went to pat his hand, but he didn't pat him away, and he still hugged him: "Xueli Liang, go back and talk about it."

He Zheng struggled: "Don't touch me!"

"I was wrong."

"...?" He Zheng stopped and asked, "Where did you go wrong?"

Fang Tianzhuo didn't say a word, while he was being honest, he used his light work to speed up and carried the person back to the warm room. He Zheng was placed on the ground, and he couldn't take off his cloak, so he dragged him and asked, "What's wrong? YouSay it."

He suspected that Fang Tianzhuo had done more than one thing that annoyed him, and decided to beat him first.

Fang Tianzhuo reached out and patted the snow off his sleeve, and finally said, "I haven't thought of it yet."