The Man Who Married a Tyrant

His pupils shrank suddenly, and strode over: “Zheng’Er?!”

“Come on! Quickly call the doctor! ”

He Zheng shook like a sieve, and endless fear wrapped around him like a fishing net. He grasped Fang Tianzhuo’s clothes, his lips opened and closed, and his abdominal pain became heavier and heavier. He finally found his own voice but let out a cry of pain.

It hurts too much.

He felt that something in his stomach seemed to give birth to sharp claws scraping his abdominal cavity or that someone was trying to tear him apart, and he could not stay standing because he was not strong enough.

These people had already been trained properly, and they began to prepare hot water towels and other things in an orderly manner under the cries of Nanmen Liang. The doctors filed in, and when they saw the blood-stained dragon couch under He Zheng, they were all shocked: “Your Majesty, the blood is full here, and I am afraid that it will surprise my ancestors in the temple. I dare to ask the empress should give birth in the Pize Hall. At this time, it is still not too late.”

Fang Tianzhuo’s face was scrunched: “You just need to let the empress give birth properly, don’t say anything.”

The doctors looked at each other before deciding to just follow: “Your Majesty, please move outside to prevent the blood from under the fetus from contaminating the holy body.”

Fang Tianzhuo turned his head to look at He Zheng, who was already wet with cold sweat, unable to say a complete word, just trembling at a loss, like a dying fish.

Fang Tianzhuo’s Adam’s apple rolled, and he strode out at the begging of a group of people.

He Zheng’s tears poured out crazily. He only felt that every second was so hard that he lost his voice.

When Luo Yuanhou arrived in a hurry, he saw Fang Tianzhuo walking back and forth in front of the door. Their eyes met, and he bowed to salute but was grabbed by Fang Tianzhuo. The man’s face was full of evil aura: “If you want to live, listen well. You made the holy medicine yourself, and now I want the empress to be safe. Do you understand?”

Luo Yuanhou was in a complicated and anxious mood but respectfully said, “This servant obeys the order.”

The screams came from the palace, and the servants were in a hurry. He Zheng cried out in pain, scratching with his hands and losing his mind.

Fang Tianzhuo took a deep breath, raised his hand and pushed the door but was stopped by Nanmen Liang “Your Majesty, your Majesty should be calm, the empress has the blessing of his ancestors, and it will be fine. You need to change clothes and clean yourself.”

Fang Tianzhuo’s lips trembled, and he clenched his fingers tightly.

As time went by, the sun gradually set in the west, and He Zheng screamed again: “Fang Tianzhuo”

“Your majesty, your majesty!” Nanmen Liang was kicked down the stairs by him, and the man pushed open the door. He went to He Zheng like the wind and grabbed his hand.

The soft hand trembled with pain at the moment, and the joints seemed to break at any time. The doctors were shocked: “Your Majesty, your holy blood …”

“If anything happens to the empress, I will punish you for nine generations,” Fang Tianzhuo said coldly.

Everyone silenced in unison, and Fang Tianzhuo turned to look at He Zheng, reaching out and stroking his sweaty long hair on his forehead: “I’m here, don’t be afraid. Zheng’Er will be fine.”

He Zheng’s eyelashes trembled “In the book, it’s all deceiving… It hurts, it hurts, it won’t be numb… it will only get more, more…”

His abdomen was pushed and rubbed by one hand, and his body was so painful that he bent and stretched restrainedly. He Zheng’s beautiful face was distorted, his lips were dry and pale from biting the cloth, he was in so much pain that he had no strength, and his eyes turned black: “I want to go home…”

Fang Tianzhuo bowed his head and saw that the hand slowly loosened. Suddenly he held it, and his eyes were about to split open: “Doctor Luo Yuanhou! ！”

He Zheng fainted and woke up, and a new round of pain came again. His voice was hoarse and so painful that he didn’t know what day it was. In a trance, his life of more than 20 years suddenly came to his mind like a cursory tour.

He Zheng heard that people can see what they have experienced before they die. When he was seven, he went to an antique place where he made strange vows …

Memories flew by, and as he wished, he saw his parents, his brother, and Fang Tianzhuo with a faint look. Suddenly, his body was filled with strength. He lifted it up in one breath and heard Fang Tianzhuo’s urgent call: “Zheng’Er, Zheng’Er, wake up.”

Suddenly realizing that there is a little guy in his body, he blinked tiredly, took a breath with all his strength, and stood up in great pain: “You Get the fuck out of here ah!”

A loud baby cry came, and He Zheng saw a white light blooming in front of him in a trance. The severe pain made his body sink again, and his thoughts gradually fell into chaos and he completely fainted.

“Zheng’Er!”

Fang Tianzhuo’s eyes were filled with white light, and the light spread from the center of the Hall of Mental Cultivation to the surroundings in an instant, illuminating the entire imperial city as bright as day.

People in the white light center lift their sleeves to cover their eyes.

Fang Tianzhuo shouted, “Come and see the empress quickly!”

Luo Yuanhou put down his sleeve and hurried forward: “Yes, he fainted again. I’ll give him an injection.”

“Congratulations, your majesty! It is a little prince! ”

“Your majesty! The little prince must be auspicious! ”

Luo Yuanhou applied the needle in front, and Fang Tianzhuo channelled his inner strength again, and everyone behind him knelt down with joy on their faces.

Fang Tianzhuo stared closely at his lover on the bed until He Zheng’s breathing slowly calmed down, and the white light faded. Luo Yuanhou wiped the sweat on his forehead and knelt down on the ground. He whispered, “Congratulations, your majesty, mother and child are safe.”

Fang Tianzhuo’s eyes were dry, and his body seemed wet in the rain. He looked at the blood on the dragon couch, rested his eyes on He Zheng’s face again, and whispered, “What time is it?”

The person kneeling behind him never got the order, and he dared not get up. Someone replied, “It’s already the second day.”

A whole day.

Fang Tianzhuo finally turned his face, and the doctor rushed to his knees to deliver the baby prince. Fang Tianzhuo looked at it for a moment and said, “What day is it today?”

Nanmen Liang immediately said, “Today is the first day of the twelfth lunar month, which is your majesty’s birthday.”

The crowd suddenly reacted, singing and kowtowing in succession: “Your Majesty is overjoyed! The empress is overjoyed! The world is happy! ！”

In the fifth year of the Emperor’s reign, the eldest son of the royal family was born, a miracle came from heaven, and heavy snow fell down. The happy bell struck six times, with the palace as the center, and the sound was transmitted at intervals. Overnight, good news spread all over the imperial city.

Some people awakened by the white light of the stabbing object came out one after another and bowed down in the direction of the palace to congratulate them. In a surprise, everyone opened their hands and let the snow flowers fall on their bodies. Everyone agreed that this light, this clock and this snow today would bring them luck.

At this moment, modern times is the day of the Double Ninth Festival. In He Zheng’s small European room, a young Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and said with surprise, “Everything comes to those who wait. I feel your brother!”