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

Ch 29

Fang Tianzhuo was very serious in his work. He Zheng took a sharp-nosed carving knife and scraped a wooden block to make soy sauce, and his eyes secretly glanced at his profile.

The pieces of wood are just thrown around like this, and it will take more time to cut slowly. He Zheng's mind is not really on this at all.

"Okay." Fang Tianzhuo showed him the engraved pattern, and He Zheng took it in surprise: "You engraved it so well! It's so round!"

Fang Tianzhuo ignored his flattery and took another one to continue engraving.

The sky was getting dark, and the palace lanterns were hung up one after another.

In the basket containing the finished product, a few carved wooden blocks gradually appeared, all of which were handed over from Fang Tianzhuo and then threw by He Zheng.

The seven in He Zheng's hand still only drew one.

Fang Tianzhuo suddenly realized that something was wrong and looked at the small wooden block in his hand.

He Zheng said: "You look serious and look good, and I'm in a trance all of a sudden."

Fang Tianzhuo pursed his lips, smiling but not smiling: "How many have I carved?"

Do you want me to work overtime to keep up with his progress in the future... He Zheng turned his face weakly to pick up the finished product: "One, two... Seventeen, Your Majesty, you are really amazing."

"And you?"

He Zheng: "…"

He started to nod his head again, thinking about how many times Fang Tianzhuo had cut him this time, and he heard him say, "Come here."

He Zheng went over and sat beside him obediently.

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, "What's the use of you?"

"..." This is the same as what his father said to him.

He Zheng was afraid that he would pull it out and cut it, so he grabbed something and said, "I'll give you a fan."

Fang Tianzhuo's face was bullying him, and he was waiting for a kiss: "Fan me, anyone can do it."

He Zheng hesitantly kissed him.

"I carved seventeen."

"..." He Zheng kissed him again, but Fang Tianzhuo's body still didn't retract, He Zheng burst out, "Boom blah blah..." He kissed him seventeen times in a row.

Fang Tianzhuo finally retracted his body.

He Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and saw that he threw the last engraved one into the finished product basket, and picked him up: "I'm tired, I want to rest."

Still can't escape.

The next morning, He Zheng sat up from the bed, yawned a lot, sat for a while in a daze, and started to get out of bed to pack up.

It's time to go to Yuanma Mansion tomorrow. He has to pack up his things in advance, so Fang Tianzhuo can't wait for him.

However, Fang Tianzhuo hadn't come for a few days. He probably saved too much last night, and he was sore all over. When he was idly leaning on the reclining chair at noon, Shunyi suddenly ran in panting: "Shan Yi First, Concubine Luo went to your Majesty to sue you!"

What's going on here.

Since the day before yesterday, Qiu Shuiluo had discovered that the chicken she ate was not a whole chicken.