Fang Tianzhuo's movements were very fast, he should be caught, and he should be sentenced.

He can arrest anyone without a reason, not to mention the so many lives that the Wang family has trampled on over the years. Originally, he left Queen Wang's family and imprisoned them in Beijing, just to make them tremble under his hands every day. And the Wang family did not surprise him, even if they wanted to go crazy, they didn't dare to be open and aboveboard. They were sneaky, and Fang Tianzhuo sent people to beat them from time to time. It can be said that the Wang family was anxious every day.

Now that he has taken down the entire Wang family with a slashing axe, for everyone, this is a knife hanging over the head, and it finally fell.

The people breathed a sigh of relief.

For things like murder, Fang Tianzhuo always let He Zheng avoid it, so He Zheng only heard a fluttering sentence from his mouth: "Zhen Yizheng did it."

As a reward, he got a sweet kiss.

On the second day, the army led by He Run returned to the DPRK, and He Zheng packed up and went to greet him together with Fang Tianzhuo. It was the first time he had seen so many soldiers. In such a grand scene, thousands of troops lined up in several rows, ordered soldiers, reported the number, and headed by He Run, he knelt down and saluted to Fang Tianzhuo, with great momentum.

"Everyone will be flat."

He spoke aloud, and the armor and saber sounded alternately. Everyone stood up and stared at the man at the highest point without blinking.

He Zheng was also staring at him.

Recalling the Spring Hunting, he was pulled from the ground by Fang Tianzhuo. At that time, everyone was kneeling on the ground. He stood tremblingly beside Fang Tianzhuo, holding his breath carefully, as if standing on a cloud, light and full of Unreal. He clearly understood that Fang Tianzhuo could help him to his side or push him down.

He Zheng was afraid of falling and pain, so from the beginning, he rejected this man.

Before, he dared not stand up for fear of being beheaded. Later, he began to try to stand up, but he was terrified, afraid that Fang Tianzhuo would slap him at any time and slap him down on his knees. All of a sudden, the knee that was caught off guard touched the ground. It was really painful and painful. It was hard for him to get used to it.

But from the moment he was willing to stand up, Fang Tianzhuo supported him lightly, holding his fingers, so that his knees were bent to straight, and his waist was bent to straight. Until now, he has Standing beside Fang Tianzhuo, staring at the tall man in front of him——

Full of trust and love.

He knew that if he was pushed down by Fang Tianzhuo at this time, he would definitely be shattered to pieces.

But in this life, he may never meet such an excellent man who is willing to hold him at the top of his heart.

He suddenly stepped on the ground under his feet.

Fang Tianzhuo slightly took his eyes out to look at him, He Zheng curled the corners of his mouth and faced Qianjun calmly.

The ground was stable, not shaking.

He stood here, even if only Fang Tianzhuo was by his side, he was not afraid.

When the banquet was being held, He Zheng suddenly discovered that the table that was supposed to be the imperial concubine and the queen had disappeared.

He Zheng was thinking about where he was sitting today, when Fang Tianzhuo suddenly grabbed his hand. He followed the man up, only to find that there were two soft stools behind the table in the main seat.

What this means is almost self-evident.

Fang Tianzhuo led him to sit beside him, He Run raised his eyes, and took the lead in salute: "My minister, see Your Majesty, what a thousand years old!"

"Sit down." Fang Tianzhuo waved, and everyone dispersed from the center to the seats. He Zheng watched the generals take their seats one by one. It turns out that this ancient dinner party was also chatting and bragging. The only difference is that they must always remember to win the favor of the superior, and everyone secretly hopes that they can get the honor of the Jinkou Yuyan.

And make sure you don't get boozy, to avoid angering that one.

He Zheng quietly turned his eyes back on the man beside him, and said softly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Fang Tianzhuo leaned over his shoulders: "What's the matter?"

"What do you think of General He?"

Fang Tianzhuo was drinking without lifting his eyelids: "What do you mean?"

He Zheng actually thought of what happened in the original book. He always had the feeling that he was the cannon fodder and grabbed the limelight in the main room: "It's... how about others?"

"Heroes are extraordinary, and they use soldiers like gods." Fang Tianzhuo praised in a low voice: "He is a good family."

"What about other than that?"

"Nothing more than that."

"I mean, do you personally have anything to do with him..." He Zheng organized the words and whispered: "Thinking?"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned and looked over in confusion: "Speak straight."

He Zheng pursed his lips, thinking about whether to go back and talk about it, but Fang Tianzhuo stared at him, and he couldn't stand back, so he put his heart to his ear and asked, "Do you want to sleep with him! "

"..."

"Cough." The eunuch serving on the side immediately stepped forward to help He Run clean up the wine stains on his body, but he stopped it by waving his hand: "It's okay."

He touched his throat, not daring to look up.

He is highly skilled in martial arts, and because of his highest credit, even though he sits next to him, he is the closest to the Empress, so he has good ears and eyesight.

He Zheng also saw this action, he distanced himself from Fang Tianzhuo, and then found that the silent Fang Tianzhuo had his eyes on He Run.

General He lowered his eyes stiffly and forced his composure.

Then he heard the king speak coldly: "It's not as beautiful as Zheng'er."

He Run breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't understand what kind of brain circuit this He Hou was capable of bringing this kind of thing to himself.

He Zheng kept smiling. As long as he didn't speak, he didn't jump, and he wore custom-made clothes and a delicate crown. In fact, he really had the demeanor of a queen.

But unfortunately, it was only in front of people.

What does it mean that he is not as beautiful as him? Does this mean that he will be able to sleep with someone if he is more beautiful in the future? He Zheng thought carefully, grabbed the cup and poured it down, the liquid entered his throat, and he suddenly coughed.

He just drank the wine in front of Fang Tianzhuo!

So spicy, so spicy, so spicy! ! !

He Zheng covered his mouth and coughed twice, but his snow-white cheeks were quickly covered by red clouds, and his head was quickly dizzy. Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his arms to wrap his swaying body, and his fingers touched him, which was hot face, and said, "Help the queen back first."

He Zheng's eyelashes flickered, and while he was still conscious, he obediently saluted and left. Although he didn't know what it was like to be drunk, he also knew that he could not make a fool of himself when he was drunk. If he splashed in front of so many people, Fang Tianzhuo's face would definitely be dull.

He was helped back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the warm inner room quickly turned his head into a mess, Nan Jing hurriedly ordered someone to cook the hangover soup, and came over to support him: "Queen, Queen, sit down here."

How could He Zheng sit obediently? He pushed Nan Jing away and staggered towards the cot, "Baby, where's baby?"

The sleeping little baby suddenly jolted, opened his round eyes, and then was frightened by his father's flushed face and the smell of alcohol, and sneezed at him, looking at him dazedly.

"Hey, baby..." He Zheng stretched out his hand to poke his tender cheek. He didn't know the severity of the attack. A red mark was immediately poked on the baby's face. He immediately raised his little hand wearing a gold bracelet and pushed it, but the hand was too short. , and he didn't obey his orders, and he couldn't reach the big hand at all. He began to wave his claws angrily, disgusting: "Ah ah-!"

"Puchichi." He Zheng smiled and said, "Diaoyou, you're angry, little baby, baby, baby? Is it okay for Dad to sing you a song? La la la, pink fans are flying, la la la, want to be with You walk together~"

The baby wrinkled his face fiercely, raised his arms in vain to cover his ears: "Ahhhh!!"

Nan Jing and Shunyi were worried that he would hurt the little prince, so they hurried over to talk to him: "Empress, you are drunk, the little prince is going to make trouble later."

He Zheng immediately stretched out his finger and pointed his index finger at Nan Jing's nose with his arm retracted. Nan Jing coaxed tentatively, "Empress, the little prince just fell asleep, do you want to sleep too?"

He Zheng squeezed one eye and made a gun gesture: "boom! You are dead."

Nan Jing hurriedly knelt down, and He Zheng used the same method to face Shunyi: "You are also dead."

Shunyi's scalp went numb, and he knelt down.

He Zheng was happy, he stretched out his hand and took out the little baby who thought he was relieved, and continued to sing to him. The baby shouted at him, and when he found no effect, he was so angry that he cried, He Zheng laughed, Nan Jing and Shunyi held his breath, lest he accidentally throw the little prince out.

When Fang Tianzhuo left the banquet early in worry, he saw his queen writhing in the house with her baby in her arms. He hummed a cheerful song, and his clothes flew off. And the little baby who had already cried a lot in his arms was lying on his chest dejectedly, with his mouth drooping and his eyelids drooping. He wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep. From time to time, he sniffed his little nose, and Ku Daqiu kept his mouth open.

Fang Tianzhuo came over, reached out and grabbed his arm, the irresistible force made He Zheng tilt uncontrollably, his eyes were confused, Fang Tianzhuo rescued the crying little prince with one hand, the little guy As soon as he took over, he shed a few more tears and grabbed the corner of his clothes with a rare intimacy.

"Take the little prince to sleep."

Nan Jing got up and quickly took the child away. The tortured and exhausted little guy quickly snored and fell asleep while sucking his fingers.

He Zheng reached out and pushed him and grabbed his own hand: "Why... let me go."

"no kidding."

"Who made trouble." He Zheng said confidently: "I, I want Karaoke! Yes, sing! You, you let me go—"

"I'll take you out to sing."

"Go, where?"

Fang Tianzhuo threw the crown to Nanmenliang and picked him up. He Zheng felt like he was flying into the sky. He widened his eyes and started fluttering his arms. , shouted in surprise: "I fly, fly, fly!!"

Fang Tianzhuo performed light work and carried him all the way to the riverside. At this moment, night fell, the cold wind was blowing by the river, and there was no one there. The lights of the city tower in the distance were dimly lit.

Fang Tianzhuo put him down, and He Zheng immediately stumbled on his right foot with his fluttering left foot, stepped on the corner of his clothes, and fell forward. Fang Tianzhuo grabbed his flapping claws, and before he kissed the earth, he The man was caught in the arms.

"Crazy, as crazy as you want."

He Zheng was so happy: "Then, then you are not allowed to cry or make trouble, I will then sing for you..."

"Okay."

He Zheng grabbed his hand and started to jump in circles: "La la la, pink fans are flying, la la la, I want to walk with you..."

Fang Tianzhuo allowed him to revolve around him, replaced him with a hand from time to time and let him go crazy, and occasionally pursed his lips and smiled because of the overly candid lyrics.

He Zheng howled for a while, jumping like this, jumping like that, and pounced on what he wanted to teach him, and finally calmed down, he hugged Fang Tianzhuo's waist and lay on his chest, muttering: "I I don't like it here."

Fang Tianzhuo's big hand stroked his hair, listening to him complain: "The wine here is so strong, the palace is so high, there are so many rules, the laws are so strict, and people's hearts are hard to guess... I want to go home..."

He muttered, the man's eyes were dark, and just when he thought the guy in his arms was about to fall asleep, he suddenly laughed again, Fang Tianzhuo looked sideways, and heard the contentment in his tone:

"But what to do... I have you here."

Fang Tianzhuo's heart surged, he suddenly tightened his arms, lowered his eyes, and kissed his lover's forehead. Before the emotion in his heart could settle, he was suddenly dispelled by a high song—

"Beautiful view of the West Lake! March sky!"

The author has something to say: small theater, zhengzheng: it is a fate to meet each other a thousand miles away! No chance to meet or know each other

Fang Huang: ...Enough, enough.

ps: The two songs are "Fan Dance" and "Passing Love".I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to be so drunk...