Consort, she is reborn

The Red Maple Academy is well-known and has also recruited many students, who are divided into many classes according to their learning progress.For example, Tang Zhao and Zheng Yuan have been studying in Hongfeng Academy for many years, and even with their time, they have piled up to Class A.In contrast, although Song Zhen has won a lot of praise from his master, but given his age, he is already considered excellent if he didn't go to Dingban.

Tang Zhao was not surprised by Zheng Yuan's answer. After thinking about where Class C was, she didn't ask any more questions—she never believed in Mingda's betrayal. her.

Therefore, after hesitating again and again, Tang Zhao decided to still meet the child.

After making up my mind, the morning class ended quickly.It's just that Tang Zhao was not very lucky. On the first day back, he met Mr. Zeng giving a lecture.After class, she failed to hand in her written Analects as scheduled, so she naturally had to stay and explain to Master Zeng, and by the way, asked him to allow a few days to copy the book.After going back and forth like this, by the time she came out of the dormitory, her classmates had already left in a hurry.

Zheng Yuan was waiting for her, and when he saw her coming out, he went up to meet her: "Are you all right? Master Zeng didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Tang Zhao shook his head, glanced subconsciously in the direction of Class C, and replied casually: "No, Mr. Zeng knew that I was ill, and allowed me to hand over the copying in three days later."

Zheng Yuan curled his lips when he heard the words, and muttered: "Your illness is just right, you haven't had it for a day, Master Zeng is too strict." After complaining, he also left the matter behind, and hurried to pull Tang Zhao: "Let's go, don't delay here, go to the dining hall quickly, the food in the dining hall will be cold if you delay."

This time Zheng Yuan only tugged on Tang Zhao's sleeve very measuredly, and the latter finally didn't dodge when he saw this.But when being pulled away by Zheng Yuan, Tang Zhao took one last look in the direction of Class C, and then sighed silently in his heart.

Tang Zhao thought he missed it in the school dormitory, and had to wait until the afternoon to see Song Zhen again.Unexpectedly, as soon as she and Zheng Yuan entered the dining hall, they saw that little figure sitting in the corner—Song Zhen looked a little out of place with the surroundings, not only because of his young age, but also because he was in this dining hall. The middle shape is only a single shadow, and the loneliness looks very pitiful.

For some reason, just looking at the child's back, Tang Zhao felt pity and distress for no reason...

Zheng Yuan didn't notice that she was distracted. As a beauty, he could only be attracted by the food when he was in the dining hall: "Today's food is not bad, and there are braised lion heads. Brother Tang, what do you want to eat?"

Tang Zhao was called back to his senses by this sound, feeling a little weird in his heart, and more mixed feelings—knowing that the child's identity is inappropriate, but she has given her son's identity in vain, she should be annoyed at Mingda's betrayal, and she should not like it The opponent's dove occupies the magpie's nest.But when she saw the other party's lonely appearance, the first thing that came to her heart was distressing, Ai Wu and Wu were not like her, right? !

Confused about dinner, Tang Zhao rubbed his forehead subconsciously, and didn't care about any food: "It's hot in summer, and I don't have a good appetite, so just use whatever you want. Brother Zheng, don't worry about me."

Zheng Yuan also saw her rubbing her forehead, he thought she was still ill, and immediately became a little nervous: "If you don't feel well, go find a place to rest, I'll arrange the food, I probably know your taste. "

Tang Zhao was originally full of worries, so when he heard this, he couldn't help but look at Zheng Yuan more—it's no wonder she reacted like this, because Zheng Yuan and her relationship were not very good at first, and the two of them rarely had a chance to eat together at the same table. How did this person remember her liking?This matter can't be thought about carefully, Tang Zhao simply pretended to be confused and pretended not to hear, went to bring some food and left first.

It was time to eat, and the dining hall was already full.Occasionally there are vacancies, but Tang Zhao is surrounded by people she doesn't know well, and she doesn't want to go there.In addition, the most relaxed position is probably Song Zhen's table.

Both left and right wanted to see him, Tang Zhao hesitated for a moment with the food in hand, then walked over.

Song Zhen had already eaten half of his meal, and he had a good meal etiquette and a calm demeanor.Although he seemed out of place in this academy because of his young age, he actually didn't think that being alone was pitiful.What's so pitiful?He came to the academy to study and learn skills. This is a boring thing. He just does his best, so why should he care about others?

I thought so, but when another person appeared in front of the dining table that belonged to him at the moment, Song Zhen immediately looked up and was stunned - he didn't know the boy opposite, so he came to be famous. He didn't know many people in Feng Academy not long ago.But I have to say that the boy opposite had a good appearance, and his indisputable delicacy made people remember it in his heart at a glance.

When the child stared blankly at the person in front of him, Tang Zhao was also looking at him, and the agitation in his heart was not smaller than his.

In a hurry that day, Tang Zhaoyuan only saw the back of the child, and as for Song Zhen's identity, it was just Zheng Yuan's one-sided statement.Although she thought a lot after hearing it, she didn't really believe it in her heart. It wasn't until she saw Song Zhen's face at a close distance that she really clamored to be restless...

The child was born with red lips and white teeth, and exquisite facial features. It can be seen that when he grows up, he will definitely be a handsome young man who can attract the favor of noble women in Beijing.But this is not the point, the point is that the child's eyebrows and eyes are five points similar to Ming Da's!

Tang Zhao won't admit it wrong, she grew up with Mingda's childhood sweetheart, and she remembers clearly what Mingda was like when she was a child.Looking at Song Zhen at this moment, she felt that she was [-]% similar to Mingda when she was a child, but this may also have something to do with her clothes.If Song Zhen had changed into Mingda's childhood clothes, the five points of resemblance would have risen to seven points... such a similar appearance, what else could it be if it wasn't his own? !

For a moment, Tang Zhao felt his emotions surge, and the dizziness from the previous two days seemed to reappear.

There were bursts of blackness in front of my eyes, and my heart seemed to be blocked by something, and it felt extremely uncomfortable as if it was empty.Tang Zhao's complexion turned ugly, and finally he gritted his teeth and supported the table with one hand, and then managed to stand without falling down.

Song Zhen, who was on the opposite side, kept looking at her, and was taken aback by the sudden change, subconsciously got up and came to help her: "Senior brother, are you okay?!"

The child's voice was soft and concerned.Tang Zhao heard it, but was filled with displeasure.Even if she wanted to stretch out her hand to push him away, she couldn't do it unexpectedly when she saw the face that was somewhat similar to Mingda's when she was a child.At the moment, I was even more depressed, and after a long while, I just broke free from the support and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

Although Song Zhen is young, he has always been well-bred, and nine years old is enough for a governor.Looking at Tang Zhao's face, he didn't think she was fine, and was about to say a few more words to remind her to go to the medicine hall, but the other party turned around and left without saying a word.

Looking at the untouched food on the table, and the slender figure who left in a hurry, the little Song Zhen felt baffled.

After a while, he came back to his senses, blinked and muttered: "Why is this person so weird?!"

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Tang Zhao was in a daze when he returned to the dormitory.

She didn't know what she cared about, obviously she owed Mingda in the past, and after paying for it with her life, she confessed that she was clear, and she never thought about entanglement with her previous life.So how about Mingda, what about Song Zhen, and what does it have to do with her? !

Tang Zhao wanted to convince himself to be rational, but there was another voice in his heart clamoring even louder—how could it be okay?How can it be all right?What she owed Mingda in the past was the sincerity of the other party. If the other party did not treat her with all sincerity, and if the other party had secretly tied up with others before her death, then her own guilt, her own dedication, and her own death What is it? !

Just thinking about it like this, Tang Zhao felt the blood in his chest surging, as if he could vomit a mouthful of blood in the next moment.

Tang Zhao didn't go to the afternoon class.She was in great torment, but she still maintained her usual desolation on the surface, and at the same time calmly asked her classmates to ask the teacher for leave on her behalf.Seeing that her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, the classmates immediately agreed.

Throughout the afternoon, Tang Zhao sat in the dormitory.All kinds of thoughts appeared and disappeared in his mind, like a revolving lantern, until even Tang Zhao himself didn't know what he was thinking.

Mostly just sad, just unwilling, just understanding.

When it was getting late, the dormitory became lively again, because the students came back from their classes.

Zheng Yuan brought Tang Zhao dinner, and the food was indeed Tang Zhao's favorite, but Zheng Yuan's concern was careless.He was born with a careful heart, and happened to appreciate beauties, so he took a few more glances at Tang Zhao and remembered her preferences, nothing else.

At this time, Tang Zhao was not in the mood to pester others, and after thanking him, he was ready to see off the guests.

Zheng Yuan was not annoyed when he was driven away, he grabbed the door frame and finally persuaded him: "Brother Tang, I think you look really bad, if you are not recovering from your illness, why don't you go home and rest for a few days. If you are like this, if you don't If you get better, staying in the academy is meaningless, and after three days, Mr. Zeng will chase you and punish you for copying, so you can't push this matter over and over again." After finishing speaking, he rolled his eyes at the end: "How about Shall I copy it for you?"

Tang Zhao was unmoved, and drove the people out, and finally said, "Brother Zheng kindly accepts it, I don't need to bother you with this matter, I will do it myself." After finishing speaking, he closed the door.

The dinner that Zheng Yuan sent Tang Zhao didn't have much mind to move, but to practice calligraphy to calm her mind. She was full of turmoil and could use this to calm down.So after driving Zheng Yuan away, Tang Zhao started laying paper and ink when he came back.

Tang Zhao's handwriting is different from Song Ting's. The former is well-regulated, while the latter is sharp.

The master of Hongfeng Academy is not easy to fool. Tang Zhao wants to live in peace here forever. What he should do is to try his best to learn from the past.However, at this moment when she picked up the pen, the handwriting that came down was sharp, every stroke was sharp, and it was about to break through the paper.

After writing the Analects of Confucius with [-] characters, it was already late at night, but the calligraphy practitioners were not able to meditate.

Tang Zhao held the pen harder and harder, and the handwriting became more and more sharp, until the last stroke scratched the end of the rice paper, and she finally threw the pen away—the mind was disturbed, it was useless to practice calligraphy, she finally had to To meet the one who disturbed her heart.

The author has something to say: Tang Zhao (with no expression on his face): It’s not a matter of green or not, I just feel like I’ve become a joke in my previous life

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