After bullying Jiang Fuyang, He Zheng happily went back to find Fang Tianzhuo. When he entered the door, he suddenly encountered He Xiang smiling and salute him. He Zheng glanced at him and found that he had lost a lot of weight compared to the last time.

Tsk, not being able to eat meat will definitely make you malnourished, but He Jinhua is quite plump.

He Zheng walked in past him, wondering in his heart, why didn't this He Xiang rebel? Although he couldn't remember the details in the book, he probably remembered the plot well.

Is it really because of the butterfly effect caused by his arrival? So he's not ready to rebel?

Even if he didn't rebel, he wasn't a loyal minister, so Fang Tianzhuo couldn't see it.

He Zheng muttered in his heart.

Since his belly has grown, he has rarely gone out to meet people. Now that the child is born, he has opened up his social circle again, but Fang Tianzhuo is a person with a similar identity to himself in the palace. He Zheng used to live in modern times. I don't like to interact with people very much, so even if I have doubts in my stomach, it seems that I can only talk to Fang Tianzhuo alone.

But talking to Fang Tianzhuo about this kind of trumped-up thing always felt a bit like a villain discussing right and wrong behind his back, and He Zheng was not very happy to talk about it.

He walked into the room lightly, and glanced at Fang Tianzhuo.

In modern times, although his three-dimensional social circle was small, his online circle was very large. He knew a lot of anchors, and usually chatted and bragged with Mai, so he lived a very fulfilling life. But now Fang Tianzhuo doesn't seem to be deliberately leading him to expand his social circle, and even a little hope that he will be circled. He Zheng is not dissatisfied with this. After all, it is difficult for him to adapt to interacting with people outside, but Sometimes when think about it, it is inevitable to miss the modern days.

He sighed, Fang Tianzhuo paused, looked up and said, "Why sigh?"

"No." He Zheng walked over and said, "I met Fu Yang just now, and I only knew from what he said that he was injured on the battlefield this time."

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows: "Where did I find you?"

"You know why he's looking for me?"

Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his hand, and He Zheng naturally walked over and cuddled in his arms, listening to him say, "Young man, you are too eager to be successful, it's written all over your face."

"Azhuo is amazing." He Zheng hugged his neck in amazement and said, "I didn't find out if he didn't tell me."

"You promised?"

"Yes." He Zheng said of course: "But I only said to help blow the pillow wind, but there is no guarantee that Your Majesty will be blown."

Fang Tianzhuo kissed him, "Did you still bully others?"

"No." He Zheng lied and said again: "But Your Majesty, if I blow the wind, will it be useful?"

"Naturally useful."

"real?"

"Zheng'er wants this country, I will give it to you, not to mention it is a half-officer."

He Zheng was moved and amused, and reminded solemnly: "This is what the sage did."

Fang Tianzhuo curled his lips: "The world was won by my ability, and what I won by my ability, how to deal with it is naturally my private matter."

Some of this is right, and some is not. He Zheng touched his head and said, "I don't want your country, I want Your Majesty to be a good emperor, so that the country and the people will be safe, and the world will be peaceful."

Fang Tianzhuo chuckled, "Is that all you need?"

"Well." He Zheng rubbed against him and said, "But it depends on Your Majesty's own mind. If His Majesty wants to be the Lord of the world, then we will be the Lord of the world. If His Majesty is tired one day, we will go wandering... Find a prosperous place, buy a big house to live in, and live a good life!"

"Wandering around the world is not good?"

"It's too tiring." He Zheng's fat house characteristics flared up and said, "Although it sounds very dashing, it is actually very tiring to walk. Our gods are very tired with very fast and stable transportation. Not to mention here."

Fang Tianzhuo said nothing, and He Zheng said again: "It's okay to buy a piece of land and live in the countryside, what do you think, Your Majesty?"

"As long as Zhenger likes it, it's fine."

"Is there any idea in your heart, Your Majesty?"

"without."

"Why not? Don't you have a life you aspire to?"

Fang Tianzhuo hugged him tightly with a smile, He Zheng pushed him, "There must be some, tell me quickly."

"I want to hold Zheng'er like this and do some intimate things with Zheng'er, day after day, year after year, and things will go on like this."

He Zheng: "..."

Fang Tianzhuo turned his head and pressed his forehead against his, breathing on his face, and said, "Why, Zhenger doesn't want to?"

He Zheng blinked and explained, "I'm talking about an ideal life."

"If there is no Zhenger, how can I be considered a living, how can I be considered a living, let alone an ideal."

He Zheng's eyes flashed and he hugged him tightly.

Before the age of seven, he was an unfavored prince born to an unfavorable concubine. At that time, what he wanted most was that the father and the emperor would come to see him and his mother and concubine often.

After the age of seven, he was the object of abuse that Queen Wang used to vent. At that time, he hoped that one day he could live a life without being beaten.

When he was eleven years old, he was a prisoner who wanted to commit crimes without any excuses. Together with all the adults who had committed serious crimes, he was carrying heavy shackles. Under the beatings of officers and soldiers and the hot sun, he walked in yellow. Sand-filled exile road.

At that time, all he wanted most was a sip of water.

Escaped from the land of exile, his goal was the supreme throne. He knew that only by sitting on that seat would he be able to live, live dignifiedly and happily.

Later, he killed all the enemies who had trampled on his head and sat on a large golden chair. Finally, he could live a dignified and happy life, but he suddenly realized that he was just living.

His enemies have become mountains of memorials, countless advices and people's lives every day, but for him, these are just games to pass the boring time. He did these things seriously and diligently, but simply wanted to find something for himself to do.

Now, he has nothing to live, and nothing to live. With He Zheng, he has everything, without He Zheng, he has nothing.

He Zheng's arm is very thin, so thin that he can easily break it, probably as simple as breaking a chopstick. He is also very weak. He can easily lift it and throw it lightly, and he can be shattered into pieces. But such a pair of arms, such a person, when he held him, seemed to inject infinite and inexhaustible vitality into him.

He lowered his eyes and held the person in his arms tenderly.

Originally, He Zheng was just like a memorial to him, a gadget to pass the time, a small pet sent by a subordinate official, he would tease and tease when he was happy, and he could pinch to death at any time when he was unhappy. But at some point, he suddenly found that his emotions would fluctuate with him, he wanted to see him more and more, wanted to hear what he had to say, wanted to see him obediently nestled in his arms, wanted him to listen to him if.

Originally, it was just that.

But this guy, He Zheng, is amazing. Even when he was angry, when he was angry, it made him feel interesting and couldn't take his eyes off. In fact, there was one thing that he never told He Zheng. Every time he jumped and quarreled with himself, he was like a rabbit running around without any deterrence.

Even if he sometimes wanted to get angry, he suddenly calmed down when he saw the rabbit jumping up.

But in order not to hurt He Zheng's face, he had to watch it calmly, waiting for him to unilaterally quarrel... Tired of jumping around.

Fang Tianzhuo kissed He Zheng's ear, and the latter immediately covered it and pulled away, "What are you doing, it's so numb."

"I look good."

He Zheng pinched his round earlobes and curled his lips: "Okay, I've hugged you for so long, it's time for me to hug the little baby."

Fang Tianzhuo looked pale, but after He Zheng stood up, he pulled him over again. He Zheng fell into his arms and stared at him for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

He Zheng pushed his chest, stood up again, and just stood up straight, another force came from his arm, he fell into Fang Tianzhuo's arms again, He Zheng was angry, and hit him with a fist: "Are you sick!"

"Zheng'er can't stand on her own, how can you blame me?"

He Zheng was angry: "It was you who pulled me!"

Fang Tianzhuo paused and slowly opened his arms, as if showing his innocence. He Zheng stared at him fiercely with a wrinkled face, quickly crawled out of his arms, immediately flung his sleeves and ran away, then looked over vigilantly, Fang Tianzhuo calmly put away his arms, and said, "Look, Zheng'er I have been wronged."

"..." I believe your evil!

He Zheng snorted and turned to leave, but there was a sudden suction behind him. He suddenly took a few steps back uncontrollably, and sat back on Fang Tianzhuo's lap.

"Hey you..." He Zheng was so angry that he patted his thigh and sighed, suddenly there was laughter in his ears, Fang Tianzhuo hugged him and kissed, and said, "Go."

He Zheng doubted: "Really let me go?"

"real."

"I don't believe it." He Zheng cheated: "I'm not going, I'll just sit here."

This Lai really played into Fang Tianzhuo's heart, and he embraced his lover in a good mood: "Then accompany me to criticize the book, look at this, the youngest son of the Wang family is biting a dog and making nonsense..."

"Which royal family?" He Zheng followed to look at it, and found that someone on the booklet was impeaching this prince for allowing a dog to hurt people, and his attitude was arrogant. They were all stolen from the farmhouse, and he was agitated: "Are these two brothers sick? Why are they so cruel?"

Fang Tianzhuo's eyes had a playful look: "This king is the king of kings and queens."

He Zheng was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly thought that Fang Tianhua was also born to Queen Wang: "He, their family, are all like this?"

"Exactly."

He Zheng suddenly had a terrifying thought in his heart. He looked into Fang Tianzhuo's smiling eyes, and said, "What's going on with this family?"

"Everyone in the Wang family, even the side branches, are extremely irritable and often go mad, and most of them can't survive."

"So they..." He Zheng made a bold inference: "Have a history of genetic mental illness?"

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows because of the word, and said after a while, "Probably so."

He Zheng didn't speak anymore, because he actually believed in the favor Fang Tianzhuo owed Fang Tianhua, so he didn't kill him. This man has a very deep meaning in everything he does. He keeps Fang Tianhua, just because he wants to see him in the future. How to die.

He Zheng's scalp was numb for a while, and there was a chill in his bones. He threw the book away and said in a sullen voice, "Such a person should be locked up, how innocent those people are, no matter what, they can't let it go. They continue to be evil."

"Don't Zheng'er find it interesting?"

"Interesting?" He Zheng widened his eyes, Fang Tianzhuo seemed to realize something, pursed his lips slightly, He Zheng was speechless for a moment, and said, "You think it's nice to watch them go crazy, but those people are innocent, and those Madman, I'm afraid I don't feel like I'm being watched... Your Majesty, I suggest that you should set aside a prison as a mental hospital. As for the brothers of the Wang family, paying debts to pay their debts, killing people to pay their lives, must not be tolerated!"

Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyes as if he was aware of it, and He Zheng pushed him. He raised his eyes and said leisurely after a while, "Then do as Zheng'er said."

He Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It would be too much harm to the world to release such a family. Your Majesty can't let it go. They hurt people... Those are His Majesty's people, and they must not be trampled on by mad dogs!"

"Um."

He Zheng hugged Fang Tianzhuo hard and said softly, "I know that Your Majesty doesn't care about the lives of those people, in fact, they have nothing to do with me, but, this matter is within His Majesty's ability, it's just a little effort. That's it, Your Majesty, you should accumulate virtue for me and the little prince, okay?"

"Okay."

He should put it lightly, but He Zheng was in a trance for a while.

Since when did Fang Tianzhuo gradually become so obedient?

He hesitated: "Your Majesty?"

Fang Tianzhuo asked, "What's the matter?"

His eyes were light, but it was obvious that he was not lying to himself. He Zheng bent the corner of his mouth, kissed him hard, and praised him: "Good boy."

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