The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

"What are your plans for the future?"

"I'm starving. I've been walking all day." Pei Ji poured himself some tea and stuffed a mouthful of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He spoke unclearly, "What else can I plan to do? I'm used to following the Marquis, and I plan to follow him in the future. I wonder if you will take in a homeless person like me?"

"Go out for a walk by yourself. I don't have the energy to take care of you." Ling Si obviously ignored him.

Pei Ji seemed not to have heard his refusal, and continued to talk to himself: "Isn't it considered that I have traveled too far? For revenge, I have traveled half of the territory of the Qin Dynasty, and it was you who took me in. I cannot thank you for your kindness, but I can only repay you with my body."

"Don't say such weird things." Pei Ji was even more frivolous than before, and he could easily say words like "I will pledge my love to you".

"You don't believe me?" Pei Ji sat closer to him, "When have I ever lied to you and given you the illusion that I lie all the time?"

Not really. "I thought you were only joking.—Don't you have a house?"

"I'm penniless." Pei Ji spread his hands innocently.

"Qin Yu'an didn't give you any money?"

Pei Ji complained, "Where did the secret guards get the money?"

Ling Si was silent. He had indeed not thought about this issue, but he also did not expect that Qin Yu'an would really not give Pei Ji any money.

When the carriage arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, the gatekeeper immediately opened the curtain and placed a footstool on one side. He then saw a handsome young man whom he had never seen before come out, and his eyes widened instantly.

Soon after, Ling Si also came out of the carriage. When he got off, the strange young man offered his hand, but was ruthlessly pushed away.

The servant was stunned, seeing the Marquis's erratic expression, he thought that since the Prince had been gone for more than half a year, it was no wonder that the Marquis was still in love.

As he was thinking this, the young man suddenly spoke up, interrupting his thoughts, and the servant immediately lowered his head and responded.

"This is my guest." Ling Si looked around and did not see Zhu Lin, so he asked the servant.

"My Lord, Aunt Zhu Lin heard that a new fabric shop had produced some good fabrics, so she went to see it."

The two entered the mansion and walked through the corridor. Ling Si went into the study. Pei Ji subconsciously wanted to follow him in, but was locked outside the door. He touched his nose awkwardly which was almost hit.

His beauty, don't even lose this thing.

Not long after, Ling Si covered his sleeves and went out, "Follow me."

Pei Ji didn't understand why, so he followed him to a warehouse. Ling Si opened the copper lock with the key in his hand, and the two doors were pushed open. It seemed to be a warehouse, with many shelves and boxes inside.

Ling Si stood aside with his hands behind his back, pointing at the things behind him: "You can pick whatever you want."

"So generous?" Pei Ji's eyes widened, and he shuttled between the shelves like a butterfly, picking up a dagger, "This is a gift from the emperor, right? Can you give it to me?"

"can."

"Okay, my Lord, I'm confident enough, but I dare not use it, for fear of losing my head."

He continued walking forward and kicked a large box with his toes. It was locked. He asked Ling Si, "What's in it?"

"Gold."

The keys in Ling Si's hand clinked against each other, and the wooden box, which had not been opened for a long time, made a creaking sound. The things inside almost blinded Pei Ji's eyes. He had never seen so much gold in his life.

He picked up a gold brick at random. It was very heavy and had the words "Made during the Jiaqing Period" written on it. He turned around and asked, "Can you give me this too?"

"If you can take it with you."

Although Qin Wen was afraid of him, he would give him a lot of rewards, so that the emperor could save face. After all, he was considered a capable minister who helped him ascend the throne. There were not many people in the Marquis's mansion, and after deducting daily expenses, there was a lot left, not to mention that he also had many shops in the capital.

Pei Ji thought about it, put it down again, and continued to walk inside along the wooden frame.

Suddenly, his eyes paused, and he saw a dusty book in the corner. He almost choked on the dust when he picked it up. He swept away the dust on the surface with his palm, and the words underneath became clearer and clearer - Ling Family Spear.

Ling Si took it from him, turned it over, and found that it had indeed fallen into the warehouse. There were gnawed gaps on the edge, probably dragged away by a rat and not counted at the time.

"Hey, you said you would give me whatever I choose." Pei Ji wanted to take it back, but Ling Si dodged him.

"This won't work." Ling Si held his restless shoulder, "Only members of the Ling family can practice this."

"I can also be a member of the Ling family." Pei Ji held the other person's hand on his shoulder, "I can be a member of the Ling Pei family."

"You," Ling Si was shocked by his shamelessness, closed his eyes and opened them again, "Except this."

"That's what I want." Pei Ji said quickly and then softened, "Okay, I'm a lonely man, I can only travel around the world, and no one will take me in. It's really pitiful... Those who hear it will cry, and those who see it will be sad... Hey, don't go."

Ling Si walked in front, and Pei Ji chased after him. His voice was extremely loud, hoping that the whole mansion could hear him: "Hey, please judge for yourself. Your Lordship said he would give me something, but he went back on his word. Is there any law in the world? I'm going to sue the authorities!"

The servants in the Marquis's Mansion stopped what they were doing and looked at each other. No one dared to talk in front of their master. They looked at the two of them with strange and ambiguous eyes.

Ling Si suddenly stopped, Pei Ji's noisy voice disappeared, and he almost bumped into the former, but he was quick to hold the other's waist and stopped safely. Before he could feel the arc of his palm, his neck was grabbed by someone, and the cold fingers pressed against his skin, causing a shiver.

Ling Si frowned, pushed the man towards him, and stuffed the book in his hand to him, "Okay, Ling Pei, follow me to your yard."

Pei Ji quickly stuffed the book into his shirt, fearing that it would be snatched away. He raised his hand and blinked innocently, smiling and curving his eyes, "Wrong."

Then the servants watched the young man being dragged away by the Marquis. Later, the sound of fists and feet colliding was heard from the study. It was really - anyone who heard it cried, and anyone who saw it felt sad.

The servant shook his head and went about his business.

After a while, Pei Ji was driven out of the study, holding the bruise at the corner of his mouth. He touched the purple bruise at the corner of his eye and thought to himself that there is really no free lunch in the world.

But the Marquis has a really thin waist, so I made a profit.

......

After finally driving Pei Ji out, the servants informed Chu Wang that he was coming to pay a visit. It was estimated that he already knew that Pei Ji was going to the north.

Could he not see Chu Wang?

But I can't guarantee that I won't see it when I return to the capital.

Ling Si rubbed the root of his nose and felt a little sore, "Please ask him to come in."

Chu Wang was wearing the uniform of the Jinwu Guard, which made his shoulders look broad and his legs long. He entered the Marquis' Mansion with a menacing look. If the Marquis had not personally given the order to let him in, the gatekeeper would have thought he was here to cause trouble.

As expected, the prince has not been back for a long time, and the Marquis's luck with women has become better and better.

The servant took him to the study and left. Chu Wang pushed the door open and saw the man sitting on the couch by the window, slowly pouring tea. The man looked up at him and smiled, "Come here, have some tea."

It had been a long time since I saw this man so lively. Chu Wang was stunned for a moment, walked over, put his sword aside, picked up the tea on the table, and neither of them spoke for a while.

"General Chu just returned from duty?" Ling Si asked.

"I passed by the Marquis' Mansion and came in to take a look," Chu Wang said with a cold expression, "I wonder if anyone has secretly escaped without telling me."

For the first time in his life, Ling Si felt guilty. He placed his hands on his knees and sat upright, "I didn't hide it from you."

"If I hadn't come here today, would you have just run away without saying a word?" Chu Wang bent his knuckles and tapped the table lightly, as if he was going to settle the score later. "Okay, Ling Si, I'll throw it away after I'm done with it."

Ling Si stared at him with his dark eyes: "Then I will try my best to satisfy whatever you want. There are many things in the storehouse of the Marquis' Mansion."

"I have everything I need, except a pillow."

Ling Si's brain was working rapidly. If he asked me to find someone who was the same as myself, would I be able to get away with it?

Ling Si felt a slight pain on his cheek, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Chu Wangfeng narrowing his eyes and staring at him unhappily, "You are still distracted in front of me, you are really stupid."

"Are you gay?"

Chu Wang crossed his arms, "Isn't it obvious?"

"I have a lot of good-looking boys under my command, and some of them admire you. If you need..." I can introduce you to each other.

"No need." Chu Wang interrupted him and pushed the tea table aside. The tabletop shook, and the tea spilled out, spreading on the tabletop, reaching the edge of the table and dripping down. But Chu Wang didn't care about that, and neither did Ling Si. At this time, his upper body crossed the original boundary, and his lower back was clamped by a strong arm. He could even feel the soft armor on his arm floating with his movements. Because he had no place to put his hands, he could only support them on the man's shoulders, with his finger bones bent, tightly holding the soft armor under his hands.

He saw Chu Wang's lips slightly raised as if he was compromising, and he had a premonition that the next words might break his cognition, and he struggled to get up. But Chu Wang even increased the strength of his hands, one hand moved away from the back of his neck, supported him and slid a distance, and sat down in front of this person.

"Do you need me to break this window paper before you will understand? Do you have to pull your ear and tell you again and again before you will understand the meaning of those actions?" Chu Wang lowered his eyes, and after a moment he looked into his eyes again, "You win, Ling Si. I just want you, I just like you, from the beginning, and in my last life."

He said: "I won't do the same thing twice, and I won't give up on the same person twice, do you understand?"

Ling Si looked at him, wanting to say something, but opened his mouth and no sound came out. Under Chu Wang's gaze, which could not hide his uneasiness and expectation, Ling Si said, "It's wet."

"......What?" Chu Wang looked down along his line of sight and found a dark mark on the young man's thigh, which seemed to be caused by the tea spilling just now.

Ling Si repeated: "My pants are wet."

Chu Wang's brain stopped working, but his hands were faster than his brain. He took out a handkerchief from his chest and covered the place wet by the tea. "Then I will help you wipe it."

Silence spread. Ling Si sat cross-legged in the same position as he was pulled over. Chu Wang lowered his head to wipe the water stains off his pants. After a long while, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?"

"I don't know." Ling Si looked a little thinner. He sat in a ball in front of Chu Wang, with his head down, like a child who had made a mistake.

Chu Wang took back the handkerchief and looked at the top of his dark head, "Why don't you know?"

"I just don't know." He had thought very badly of Chu Wang before, but when he thought about it carefully, from the last world to now, Chu Wang had never done any substantial harm to him. On the contrary, he had helped him at times. If he had to find something bad, it was probably that Chu Wang had a bad temper and would get angry with him for no reason.

The young man's angry words were heard in his ears. Chu Wang had just expressed his thoughts and did not expect that he would agree right away. He was even prepared for Ling Si to never respond to him in his life. After all, his relationship with Jiang Chen was still there.

But it was just that he didn't need to respond at this time. Chu Wang didn't know how long he could live, whether there would be another life, and even if there was, whether he could meet him again.

"So you don't have any affection for me at all, and you're just trying to coax me?" Chu Wang's voice was cold, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Ling Si raised his head, "Not this time, one person can't be broken into two."

"I met you first, Ling Si."

Ling Si just looked at him, his red eyes were reflected in his dark pupils. Chu Wang lost his strength and half of his body fell on Ling Si, biting his shoulder fiercely. The latter trembled a little, but did not resist.

This indulgent attitude did not make Chu Wang happy, but disappointed.

"You want me to give up? That's impossible." Chu Wang sorted out his emotions and returned to his previous indifferent state. "You and Jiang Chen had better not return to the capital. I'll wait for you."

He gnashed his teeth as if he hated Ling Si so much, but he was the only one who knew that he wanted to make a hole in his heart, letting the air out.

The conversation ended unpleasantly.

Chu Wang picked up the sword beside him, and before leaving, he paused and reminded him: "Remember to apply the medicine."

......

The next day, Pei Ji went to Ling Si's yard to find him early in the morning, but was told that he had already left.

"Gone?" Pei Ji's heart skipped a beat. "Where did he go?"

The servant bowed his head and replied, "My lord, early this morning, I received an imperial decree to lead troops to support the north."

Pei Ji turned around and tried to leave, but was stopped by Zhu Lin, "Mr. Pei, the Marquis said that you can't learn the Ling family's spear, so you can't go find him, and you can't be considered a true member of the Ling family."

"Me," Pei Ji pointed at himself, "self-taught?"

Zhu Lin smiled wryly, "I will help you."

......

In the afternoon, Zhu Lin asked the servant to find Pei Ji. Not long after, the servant ran in hurriedly, holding a piece of paper in his hand, "Aunt Zhu Lin, this... Master Pei ran away?"

"Ok?"

Zhu Lin grabbed the paper and saw a few scribbled words:

"How can a little girl compare to the true successor of the Ling family spear? I am going to pursue higher martial arts, don't worry!"

Zhu Lin had a cold expression and threw the paper on the ground. "Bring it back."

No one has ever questioned her marksmanship. Pei Ji is indeed restless. How can we be at ease with such a person by the side of the Marquis?

......

The march reached night, and all the troops were stationed. In the main army tent, the dim candlelight flickered, and the surroundings were bright and dark. Ling Si sat at the desk, with yellow letter paper in front of him, with many words densely written on it.

It was a letter to Jiang Chen, so it could be delivered to the North before him, so he could be informed in advance.

A soldier came to report: "My Lord, a young man who claims to be from the Ling family wants to see you."

Ling Si knew who it was without even thinking, and said without even raising his head, "I don't know him, get him out."

......

As we approached the north, we saw the towering city in the distance, and we felt a little homesick. The surroundings were empty and vast, and the dry wind blew up the yellow sand. In the desert stood an isolated city, heavily guarded. This was the northernmost city of the Qin Dynasty.

The army had not yet arrived, but the city gate slowly opened. Standing at the city gate were a group of Zhenbei Army generals. The young general in the lead took a few steps forward, but then felt something was wrong until someone pushed him in the back. He turned around and looked at his father, a middle-aged man with a little gray hair on his hat brim, and his eyes seemed to be filled with tears. "Go, kid, you've been waiting for so long."

Jiang Chen watched the man dismount from his horse, his red cape rustling as he walked towards him. The surrounding scene became blurry and far-reaching, and the figure reflected in his eyes became clearer and clearer. The man raised his hand and touched his face, saying, "Jiang Chen, I'm here to see you."