After I was reborn, the scumbag was good

Every day of waiting is extremely long and full of torment. Anticipation and anxiety are closely intertwined and entangled with each other. There is a hint of sweetness in Wan An Gong's heart, full of joy and can't wait coexist, and can torture people to madness. When that person appeared, I felt that it was worth it even if I asked him to wait again, it was deserved, I was willing.

I waited day after day in this torment, and it was already the evening of the third day, more than half of the three days had passed, but there was no sign of Zongzhengxu.

"Qinghe!"

Zong Zhengchi yelled loudly beside his ear, which startled him and brought his thoughts back to reality. He glared at him fiercely to express his dissatisfaction at being interrupted.

"What are you thinking about, so preoccupied?" Zong Zhengchi stabbed Xiao Qinghe mercilessly with the sword in his hand.

The latter sideways stepped aside and kicked him in the chest, saying, "Can you control it?"

Zongzhengchi quickly put the scabbard on his chest, and received his move with considerable strength. He raised his eyebrows, concentrated his strength on his palm, and pushed back with the scabbard without any room, fighting while saying: " If you don’t care, you have to care! You have been absent-minded for three days, there must be something wrong, if this happened on the battlefield, you would have lost your life long ago.”

"Yo," Xiao Qinghe took a few steps back, and the yin-yang monster snorted angrily. After steadying his steps, he clenched his hands tightly and attacked with his fists. This is my family's business, you are always too idle."

Zongzheng Chi almost followed the move, and he rarely evaded it. The corners of his lips curled up, and he said with a slow smile, "Of course I have to take care of it. If you die so soon, wouldn't I also follow?"

"Aren't you sick? When did I ask you to follow me? I can't get rid of you when I get to the Underworld!" Xiao Qinghe was fighting with each other, but the movements of his hands and feet didn't show any signs of weakening. Improved his stamina, speed and stamina.

Zongzheng Chi is better than him, taking every move he took without haste, and at the same time freeing up space to attack his weaknesses unexpectedly, "Didn't you forget the promise of the afterlife so quickly?"

He frowned, apparently dissatisfied with Xiao Qinghe's memory of the goldfish.

Xiao Qinghe smiled awkwardly, like a little squirrel, but with windy fists and feet, quickly pulled out the short dagger from the calf with one hand, spun it around in the palm of his hand, and held it between the little finger and the heel of the palm, exerting all his strength towards Zongzheng Chi Scratching the exposed neck, "Where can it be, I just don't know if you followed me to Huangquan so early and have any relationship with the promise of the afterlife?!"

Zong Zhengchi still accepted the move without haste, retreating as an advance, put the long sword back into the scabbard, and fought with hands and feet, but he did not show mercy, "It doesn't matter, if I am too late, you will reincarnate too much , wouldn’t it be a generation difference, if you don’t pay attention to it, wouldn’t it be a big oolong for an inattentive reincarnation to become your son?”

"Pfft hahaha..." Xiao Qinghe stopped, frowned with a smile, finally bent down, covered his stomach with his hands in laughter, and squatted down, "Sounds...hahaha...not bad...hahaha...son... ...Quickly, call Dad to listen...hahaha..."

This sounds at least much more attractive than Na Laoshizi's covenant in the afterlife.

Zongzhengchi blushed from his laughter, stopped his horse, stepped forward and kicked him, and scolded: "Don't laugh!"

Xiao Qinghe immediately stopped talking, his lips were tightly pressed, his little face turned red, and finally he couldn't hold it back, rolling on the ground laughing, "Puff ha ha ha..."

Zong Zhengchi kicked him again, "Laugh, laugh, forget about laughing to death."

Xiao Qinghe took advantage of the situation and grabbed his ankle, and pulled it hard. Zongzheng wanted to stabilize his body, but he let him go when he thought that he would also fall on him when he fell.

The two of them hadn't lived a peaceful life for too long, and no one was willing to break this moment of tranquility. They just lay there quietly, and no one spoke.

In the end, Xiao Qinghe felt something in his thigh that did not belong to him slowly come to life, pressed against him, his little face blushed, although he understood a young man with a fresh blood, he still had to talk, if this continues, it will be difficult to protect the child Don't dawdle on yourself.

"Come on, you want to crush me to death?" Xiao Qing tried to push him off his body with hands and feet.

"No." Zongzheng Chi also hugged him with both arms and legs. After all, he was still younger than him, and he acted coquettishly in an unambiguous and awkward manner, which was very suitable for his age.

"Can't you afford it?" He asked suddenly with a serious face.

"I'm sorry." Zongzheng Chi was not worried that he would get angry at all.

Xiao Qinghe was silent for a moment, then suddenly stroked his hair gently with his hands, with a face full of fatherly love, he smiled softly, and expressed regret in his tone, as if they were father and son.

"Good boy, it's daddy who didn't take good care of you. He never hugged you when he grew up. It's daddy who didn't fulfill his responsibilities. Don't blame daddy."

He also dared to say anything, who is Zongzheng Chiran's father?That's the current sage, even if he did something wrong, how many people in the world dare to say a few words?Not to mention taking it out as a joke for nothing.

Fortunately, Xiao Qinghe is the son of the prime minister, his father still has a little face in the court, and Zong Zhengchi is not a gossiping person, he will not tell others about this matter, but he still has to remind him to be careful when making jokes in the future some.

Zongzheng Chi was silent for a moment, wanting to tell him that this matter must not be used as a joke, before he could open his mouth, Xiao Qinghe turned his fist into a palm and slashed towards his face, and it was useless for him to catch him in a hurry Palms, the two of them wrestled again in a lying position, laughing while fighting.

Not far away, Zongzheng Xu squinted his eyes as he watched the two wrestling people on the ground, his whole body exuded a cold breath, and what was even more exasperating was that he had stood here for more than a quarter of an hour, and the two of them unexpectedly Never found him!

Seeing the two people having fun, Zongzheng Xu became so angry that he didn't know why, he walked up in three steps at a time, looked at the two people who were still fighting coldly, and didn't say a word , but terribly gloomy.

Xiao Qinghe pinched Zongzhengchi's face and pulled him away, but he froze with a casual glance, staring at Zongzhengxu with wide eyes, forgetting how to react.

Zong Zhengchi noticed his stiffness and followed his gaze.

He hastily lifted Xiao Qinghe up with one hand, straightened his back, and trained like usual, standing like a pine, sonorous and forceful, "General!"

But Xiao Qinghe hadn't recovered yet, and looked at the person in front of him with a shocked and dull expression.

A person who has been longing for and missing for too long will make people smile sweetly when he misses him from the bottom of his heart. There are too many new things to say to him, and too many longings to confide in. The days of missing are long Then I gradually got used to thinking about it, and when that person suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, I completely forgot what to say and what to do, and I couldn’t even feel other people, other things, the vast world is a blurred scene, only this person is vivid and clear , his eyes and heart were only filled with this person, longing and bitterness collided randomly in his chest, as if about to break through the shackles and spew out.

Xiao Qinghe just looked at Zongzhengxu like this, his eyes were sore and hot, he had to half-close his eyes to relieve the discomfort.

Zongzheng Chi stood by himself for a long time before he realized that something was wrong with him. When he turned his head, he saw the tears running down his cheeks. Tears kept falling, panicked, "Shh, don't cry, don't cry, you are a bitch, tears come when you say it."

Only then did Xiao Qinghe realize that he was crying, and seeing Zongzheng Xu disregarding his own tears, he was even more wronged, letting the tears rage on his cheeks, bending his bright eyes, flattening his mouth, and did not speak, only feeling the chest cavity with all his strength. The organ inside was beating extremely vividly, as if it was about to break through all the constraints and jump out to express those piles of yearning.

He put his hand on his heart.

So, do you miss him so much?

No matter how dull Zong Zhengchi was, he still felt something. The murmurs in his dreams, the names he vaguely called out every time he fainted, and he tried his best to explain to himself his relationship with the emperor's brother. Every time he concentrated on training him to watch The obsessed eyes of the emperor...

As the son of the prime minister, Xiao Qinghe, who is well-clothed and well-fed, stretches out his hands to eat and opens his mouth. He was spoiled since he was a child, and he can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands. He insists on staying in this place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't shit. of.

So, is that the reason, Brother Huang?

It turned out that he was so late...

Zongzhengchi made fun of the crying bag in front of him with a trembling voice, but he hoped from the bottom of his heart to get a negative answer from him, "Stop crying, what does it look like, those who don't know really think that you and my emperor Brother and wife are deeply in love."

He grinned, a forced smile.

Xiao Qinghe didn't answer, and Zongzheng Xu didn't open his mouth either. The three of them stared at each other, and fell into the embarrassment that no one spoke.

No, to be precise, it was Xiao Qinghe who looked at Zongzhengxu, and Zongzhengchi quietly looked at Xiao who was watching Zongzhengxu weeping for a moment, and then turned to look at Zongzhengxu.

The silent flow of affection between the two of them isolated him, as if that small piece of land was only their world and could not tolerate the existence of a third person.

A weak "Xuxu" sounded in Zongzhengchi's mind, it was Xiao Qinghe's voice, he called the emperor's brother's name in a daze many times...

Zong Zhengchi knew that it was the wisest and most appropriate move for him to avoid it at this moment, but he didn't want to avoid it at all. He didn't want to admit that there was something between Xiao Qinghe and his imperial brother that he had never participated in and had no knowledge of. Yes, he has to listen and watch from the sidelines, almost masochistic.

"You go back to the tent first." Zongzheng Xu said in a deep voice, he stared at Xiao Qinghe without squinting when he spoke, his sharp eyes were slightly squinted, and the emotions in his eyes were complicated and hard to distinguish, as if there was an undercurrent, but it seemed to be peaceful The surface of the lake is average, without any waves, and the contradictions are extremely extreme.

Zongzhengchi respected and worshiped his imperial brother since he was a child. Although he had to compete with him for everything on weekdays, he took him as an example in everything, was proud of him, and obeyed his words without hesitation. , only this time, he hesitated.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Zongzhengxu finally looked at Zongzhengchi, without hiding his anger.

Zongzheng opened his mouth late, he wanted to say, "I won't go, if you say what you want, I'll just stand and not hinder you."

Or "Is there any shameful thing you have to do that you must avoid?"

Or "What's your relationship with...? Will I be inconvenient?"

In the end, without saying anything, he turned and left.

Every sentence he wants to say is related to "you", so why is it "you" instead of "us"?

"I can go, so don't bully Qinghe." After walking a long way, Zongzheng suppressed the jealousy and sadness in his heart, and said with his back to the two of them, "Qinghe, I will wait for you in the tent."

He also didn't know what expression was on his face at the moment, he didn't want anyone to see him, it was enough for him to know himself.