The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 88(End)

"Everyone, who is about to get married, can you be more serious?"

He had never seen him shy when he said those greasy and crooked sweet words on weekdays, but occasionally Fang Tianzhuo said two sincere words, and he couldn't help being ashamed.

He stretched out his hand, and He Zheng obediently handed over his hand, and he pulled it into his arms: "I am just like Zheng'er. Thinking of the wedding tomorrow, I can't sleep."

"Let Nanmen give you some soothing fragrance." He Zheng said, "You're here, where is the little prince?"

"Someone is watching." Fang Tianzhuo fondly stroked his long hair, and He Zheng asked worriedly, "Who is watching? Will something happen?"

"South Gate." Fang Tianzhuo replied, "Can we not talk about the children at the tryst tonight?"

He Zheng couldn't help but want to laugh and said calmly: "Why don't you talk about children, I didn't want to give birth before, but you forced it in? Now I know how heavy the responsibility is, and I don't want to talk about it anymore, why did you go in the first place? already?"

"I don't think it's a heavy responsibility."

"Then you hate him? You still hate me when I was born?"

"No."

"Then why don't you let me talk about him?"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned. Since the birth of the little prince, he has always had an uncomfortable feeling in his heart. His good mood disappeared for a while, and he turned around and said, "I'm going back."

"Alright, I can rest assured when you accompany the little prince."

Fang Tianzhuo paused, turned around and sat on He Zheng's bed without saying a word. He Zheng looked at Xianhan and walked over to pull him: "What's the matter? I'm angry? Why don't I leave here? Your Majesty?

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyelashes and looked over, dragged him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Tonight, you are not allowed to talk about the little prince."

He Zheng poked his face with the corners of his mouth up and said softly, "Why? Your Majesty, are you jealous? Are you? Are you?"

Fang Tianzhuo's face froze, He Zheng retracted his chaotic paw, and blinked his eyes: "Okay, let's not talk about him."

Fang Tianzhuo's face softened, and He Zheng suddenly leaned into his ear and said firmly: "I see it, you are just jealous!"

"…"

He Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

Among the palace servants in the palace who served him on a daily basis, few dared to keep their eyes on his face so far, even Nanmen Liang, who lowered their heads to talk to him. Usually go out with him, if others look at him a few more times, he will be gloomy, so frightened that people shy away.

He Zheng hugged his neck tightly and said, "Okay, don't be angry. Seriously, I'm actually a little scared."

Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyes: "What are you afraid of?"

"Just... that, the bridal chamber, I'm afraid... I'll get hit again." He ducked his eyes and lowered his head and twisted his fingers. Fang Tianzhuo did not allow him to take contraceptive pills. With his constitution, how could he prevent himself from getting pregnant? He really doesn't want to have another child, and he never wants to have another child in this life.

Fang Tianzhuo reacted for a while, then gently hugged him and promised, "I won't force you."

"That's not what I meant." He Zheng said depressedly, "I also want to happily enter the moving room with Your Majesty, I think, I think!"