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

Ch 87

"Your Majesty." He stopped in front of Fang Tianzhuo again and said softly, "Forgive me, I will listen to you."

Fang Tianzhuo slowly bullied his body and turned his face to him. He Zheng was stunned for a while, then quickly pouted and kissed him, Fang Tianzhuo said lightly, "Is that so?"

He Zheng held his face and kissed him a few more times, before he deepened the kiss without waiting for him to answer.

The baby caught in the middle: "?"

He widened his eyes and looked at the touching lips, and suddenly scratched his paw, Fang Tianzhuo's jaw hurt, and he ended the kiss first.

He Zheng smiled at him, looked down, and the little prince grabbed the hair hanging down from his father's chest again, pulling hard, making an inexplicable voice: "Ah ba po!"

Fang Tianzhuo narrowed his eyes, and He Zheng was worried that he was angry with the child, so he hurriedly reached out to grab his son back, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll hug, I'll come."

Fang Tianzhuo silently handed over his son, He Zheng smiled at Fang Tianzhuo, and said, "Don't be mad at me, okay?"

Where did Fang Tianzhuo want to be angry with him? He himself was suddenly inspired by the attitude of the little prince. He wanted to see He Zheng to please him, so he said lightly: "No anger."

"Then, what did I do to you?"

Fang Tianzhuo paused and said, "It's all over, no need to worry."

He Zheng was actually a little reluctant to listen. He sighed that his man was so considerate now, and watched him leave. He couldn't help kissing the little baby happily, looking at his unhappy little face: " Baby, are you still angry with your father? Huh?"

Perhaps it was his soft words and actions that made the little prince feel familiar. The little guy rubbed his chest with a reluctant look on his face, as if he had forgiven him.

He Zheng secretly swore that he would never drink alcohol in the future!

In the blink of an eye, it was the eve of the big wedding. The palace people prepared the carriage early in the morning, but He Zheng refused to go up. He hugged the baby, full of reluctance.

For so long, he has slept with Fang Tianzhuo almost every day. After the baby was born, a family of three slept in the same room every day. Now he was going to spend the night elsewhere, and he was alone. He Zheng didn't think too much. Not used to it.

"I really can't not go?"

"It's the rule."

"Why are there so many rules here?" He Zheng complained, but he also knew that Fang Tianzhuo wanted to give him a traditional ceremony full of ceremonial weddings, royal weddings, and no details could be revealed. Wrong is, to a certain extent, in order to be perfect.

"If the queen really doesn't want to go, then she won't go."

"No, it's just..." He Zheng said, "I'm a little reluctant to bear your majesty."

Fang Tianzhuo's heart moved, He Zheng had already made a decision, he put his son into Fang Tianzhuo's arms, and said, "Remember to put the baby's crib by your side when you go to bed tonight, if the nurse comes in to hold the baby, Don't let the little prince be taken away by others..."

He was like a wife who was instructing her husband earnestly, Fang Tianzhuo smiled and said, "I know."

"Also, although I said that, don't carry him to the bed on a whim. Be careful if it gets crushed, and then I'm not here tonight. If you can't sleep alone, you can give it to me... Hey, why is this here? There is not even a phone call, and it is too time-consuming and laborious for flying pigeons to pass books."