after rebirth

Du Jinrong's smile is bright and joyful, this is the real him, there is no forbearance, restraint, or carelessness in his smile, it is so real and brilliant, Zhao Hengxu's eyes are prickly and uncomfortable, and the anger that wants to destroy everything is brewing in his chest.

During lunch, Du Jinrong was dull and unhappy. Zhao Hengxu thought that his kiss regardless of the occasion made the thin-skinned Du Jinrong angry. While Du Jinrong was taking a nap, he locked himself in the imperial study for a long time, and finally decided to go to Zangshuge to find a travelogue For Du Jinrong, I happened to find another travel note written by the Great Monk Shenzhi. This travel note is about the customs and various delicacies of the grasslands and deserts. I think Du Jinrong will definitely like it.In addition, Zhao Hengxu also found some paintings of everyone. Emperor Xuan is an artist, and there are many paintings and calligraphy in the palace collection. For this, Zhao Hengxu is very grateful to Emperor Xuan.

Xing hurriedly found Du Jinrong with his travel notes. He wanted to give Du Jinrong a surprise, but he surprised and angered himself first. Du Jinrong showed a completely different self in front of Hao Yi. No, maybe it was the real him. In front of Zhao Hengxu, Du Jinrong always hid himself. Zhao Hengxu was angry, and there was sour sadness in his anger. Why, why did Du Jinrong never smile so heartily in front of him? Why?

Zhao Hengxu firmly grasped the book in his hand, and fixed his eyes on Du Jinrong who was sitting on the corridor talking and laughing with Hao Yi. He was thinking, thinking...how much?Beat Du Jinrong, punish him for kneeling, or demote Du Jinrong to Liangzhou, no, no, no, no, no, no, the demon in Zhao Hengxu's heart was quickly dispelled as soon as it arose, his anger was extinguished by terrifying thoughts, he closed his eyes tightly, A cold Du Jinrong lay on the sarcophagus in front of his eyes, with a baby curled up in the swaddle beside him, scared, his teeth began to chatter in fear.

Zhao Hengxu turned around abruptly, and left quickly without looking back, leaving only a dilapidated travel journal lying quietly on the ground, wordlessly describing Zhao Hengxu's mood just now.

Various images flashed through his mind quickly, including the past life and the present life. In front of him, Du Jinrong in the previous life was cold and indifferent, with no interest in life, just like a beautiful porcelain doll. .In this life, Du Jinrong smiles more, and she is not blindly respectful in front of him, but talks to him.

but……

Zhao Hengxu suddenly realized that he was the one who said what Du Jinrong said, and no matter what he did, Du Jinrong seemed to be forced to accept it.Zhao Hengxu hugged his head, he never thought about whether Du Jinrong really loved him.

"no no."

Shaking her head, shaking her head fiercely, Du Jinrong must love her, he follows her so naturally, takes care of her life sincerely, faces herself calmly, never makes any cover up, this kind of him is not love own?

It must be, it must be love...

However, the scene just now was so dazzling that it constantly stimulated his brain.In the end, these words popped out of her mind, Jin Rong had never smiled so much in front of her.Sour...

Zhao Hengxu's mind was in a mess. As he was walking, he came to the stable. Mu Bao was cleaning the stable while humming a messy tune, while his war horse Heiyun was eating fodder boredly. He didn't want to eat it at first, but It was so boring that I could only force myself to eat.

As soon as the big horse raised its head, its big eyes noticed its owner, and it snorted happily. The horse's hooves stomped on the ground twice.

Zhao Hengxu said with a wooden face, "Mu Bao, prepare the horse."

Mu Bao froze, the chaotic tune stuck in his throat, he coughed, his face flushed, and he saluted indiscriminately, not because he didn't want to salute properly, but because his body didn't listen to his brain.He quickly put the saddle on Heiyun, and Mu Bao respectfully sent His Majesty away. He bowed his waist and watched Heiyun's horse's hooves getting farther and farther away. Dust sweat, oh my god, it scared him to death, His Majesty's face is so gloomy.

When he arrived at the racecourse, Zhao Hengxu started galloping the horse, round and round, the bumps on the horse and the oncoming wind made his brain unable to think at all. Hei Yun had been imprisoned for too long, and he ran happily Hei Yun is a three-year-old stallion with the blood of sweat horses. He is as black as ink, tall and long, with smooth and powerful muscles. He runs extremely fast, has good endurance, strong explosive power, and great strength. It can kick a person's breastbone without a trace of ambiguity.The only disadvantage is that Heiyun has a bad temper and a very strong temper. Even Mu Bao, who takes care of him, has to carefully discuss with Heiyun before approaching him.

Zhao Hengxu likes to comb and groom Heiyun when he has nothing to do in his free time, and he is the only one who can do this.

Looking back quickly, his younger brother Zhao Hengze was practicing riding. Zhao Hengxu slowly slowed down, patted Heiyun's neck, and stroked Heiyun's long neck. Zhao Hengxu looked at his brother who was obviously afraid of him, and felt a burst of emotion Powerless, he couldn't figure out what his lover was thinking, and he couldn't figure out what his younger brother was thinking, and he suddenly felt that life was a failure.But who is Zhao Hengxu? He is the emperor of Daqi and the master of history. He never knows what failure is.

"Your Majesty sees you, Your Majesty..." Zhao Hengze was wearing a sword-blue riding outfit, and he was at the best age of fourteen or fifteen. Because he was well protected, his immature face was still full of childishness. More like a mother, leaning towards softer.

Zhao Hengxu pointed at his horsewhip, "When did our brothers become so alienated? Don't you call me brother when you see me?" In front of his only younger brother, he doesn't want to be an emperor, just an older brother.Zhao Hengxu pursed his lips. He was busy fighting before and neglected his only brother, but his younger brother would happily call out to him when he saw him, but now he only salutes respectfully like an outsider. How long will it last in his previous life? I haven't seen my younger brother. The last time I saw my younger brother was after Du Jinrong's death. Zhao Hengze accused him angrily. After that, he went to the fiefdom. He didn't even go to Beijing to see him after passing the throne to his son. Own.

Alas, Zhao Hengxu felt helpless, and his tone became much softer, "Ze'er, get on the horse and let's compete with each other."

Zhao Hengze, who lowered his head, raised his head. His stubborn expression was exactly the same as Zhao Hengxu's. He turned his eyes to look at the black cloud under Zhao Hengxu, and then looked at the brown horse he was practicing riding. With anticipation in his heart, he said "" "Mmm", he got on his horse, "Brother, brother." It's been a long time since he called, and Zhao Hengze was still a little overwhelmed and not used to it.

In his impression, the elder brother was always busy and majestic. As he grew older, Zhao Hengze's admiration for his elder brother was deeply hidden in his heart, but Du Jinrong, who often cared about his life, was more in Zhao Hengze's heart. Like the presence of a brother.

Zhao Hengxu smiled lightly, "Let's go, race a lap, whoever gets to the forest ahead first wins." Zhao Hengxu pointed his horsewhip, and the distance seemed to be only a thousand meters away.

"Okay. What's the big brother's prize? It's just that simple horse racing is too boring?" Zhao Hengze held the rein tightly, his eyes were lowered, he was very nervous, how long had it been since he said so personally and kindly to his brother? After talking, Zhao Hengze was worried and afraid, even afraid that his elder brother would whip him angrily, but the whip was in his hands.

Zhao Hengze probably read the story in Zangshu Pavilion, and he was thinking about something messy.

Zhao Hengxu agreed, "If you win, you can mention it. If I win, I will find you a master. You have read You Xiaer's storybook again recently. Are you the one who wields a sword and fights righteousness?"

Zhao Hengze's sneaky little tricks were pointed out by his elder brother, his face turned red instantly, and he pursed his mouth in shame, "I'll talk about it if I win." With a wave of the whip, the brown horse galloped away in an instant.

Zhao Hengxu shook his head with a grin, and after giving way to his younger brother, he waved his whip while Heiyun was planing his hooves anxiously. Heiyun disappeared in place like an arrow leaving the string, and soon caught up with Zhao Hengze, and quickly Overtaking, when Zhao Hengze came to the finish line, Zhao Hengxu had been waiting for a while.

Zhao Hengze was not convinced, "Come again."

"it is good."

……

"Come again." Zhao Hengze supported the saddle panting.

"Are you sure?" It's not that Zhao Hengxu looks down on Zhao Hengze, but, looking down, the horse under Zhao Hengze's crotch is already tired and his legs are trembling. It's basically impossible for an ordinary horse to compete with Heiyun in stamina. After seven or eight trips, the horse can still hold on and not fall, which is not bad.

Zhao Hengze choked, let alone a horse, even his own legs were trembling slightly, and the inner thighs were probably red and swollen.Gritting his teeth, he got off the horse stiffly, and as soon as he landed, "Hiss—" he couldn't help moaning, it hurt too much.

"Don't be brave." Zhao Hengxu dismounted, walked to his younger brother in two or three steps, and took a few steps with his arm, "Don't sit down immediately, or it will hurt more. Okay, sit down. Sigh, I'm too weak, I I will find you a good riding master." Compared with his younger brother, he is self-taught, so my younger brother is really lucky!

Zhao Hengze paused, he hated the restrained life, but, "I am willing to gamble and admit defeat, I will listen to my master's teachings carefully. Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. I lost for a while now, but it doesn't mean I will always lose. Big brother, just wait." , I will win you." By the way, he gave Hei Yun, who was grazing at Youya Youzai, a contemptuous look, "Brother, you are no match for victory. Compared with my little brown horse, Hei Yun is too strong. many."

Someone praised him, and Heiyun snorted arrogantly.

"Well, I will arrange more masters for you. As long as you can beat me in one of the subjects, I will give you a good horse."

Zhao Hengze was both excited and painful. What excited him was that his elder brother was not omnipotent. There was always one thing that he could defeat him. The painful thing was that he would no longer have a leisurely life in the future, and the script could predictably get farther and farther away from him.His eyes touched the elder brother's slightly sarcastic, helpless, sad eyes, full of hatred for iron and steel. Zhao Hengze was excited and agreed. For this reason, for countless years to come, he felt that he was a pig at that time, and he was hit by it. The elder brother's radical method, after learning it, he lived a painful life of being a cow and a horse for his nephew.

After a game, the gap between the two brothers gradually disappeared. After all, there is no overnight feud between the two brothers. The eldest brother is the father, not to mention that Zhao Hengze was brought up by Zhao Hengxu. love.

Before he knew it, Zhao Hengxu actually expressed his troubles. Intentionally or not, Zhao Hengxu didn't say that it was Du Jinrong who made him troubled, "Oh, why do you think he can smile so brightly in front of others? But always reserved, I want the real him, not the one covered by a veil."

Zhao Hengze despises his elder brother, it's all written in the storybook, how the misunderstanding started, it's all because of lack of communication - leave half of what you say, hide your thoughts in the bottom of your heart, and use excuses for your own good to hide everything looking at each other.Using the knowledge he read from the storybook, Zhao Hengze, who had never even touched a girl's little hand, began to tell his elder brother what love is.