The full-level boss crosses into the Three Kingdoms

"Does Xiaojing know how worried my brother is?! It will take three days to leave! Even if you come back halfway to report a letter! Hmm?" Pei Cheng hugged the boy in his arms and patted the boy on the back, "You still call me?" Cecil is dizzy! Look at your current state, your face is pale and your body is weak, in case something happens, no one will protect you!"

Pei Jing had just lost Wen Ruo, and as soon as he came back, he threw himself into his arms for comfort, but was reprimanded by him, his eyes turned red instantly, "Brother..." He choked slightly, "Wen Ruo is dead..."

Pei Cheng paused, tightened his waist, and let out a soft "hmm".

"I can't seem to breathe." Pei Jing frowned, and rubbed his neck uncomfortably, "Brother, you... are you..."

what do you know?

"What?" Pei Cheng looked down at him.

Pei Jing clenched his fists tightly and shook his head weakly.

Pei Cheng patted him lightly, "Did you have a good meal and rest these three days? Well, I know, Cecil, go and tell the chef to make some digestible food."

He felt the boy trembling slightly, patted the person in his arms to comfort him, and then coaxed him to eat until he was full. He handed the bowl to Cecil, and just as he was about to coax him to sleep, he saw the boy Has fallen asleep in his arms.

He was startled, and couldn't help raising his hand to caress the boy's side face.

"Homeowner..."

Pei Cheng raised his hand and made a stop gesture, took a blanket from Cecil and covered the boy's body, and patted the boy's back lightly.

Cecil sighed inwardly, and led everyone out.

A retainer frowned, "Special assistant, why didn't the Patriarch take advantage of this time to attack?"

Cecil shook his head, "The Patriarch wants the second son's heart, but if he starts now, he will never get it."

The vassals complained bitterly, "But it won't be a problem if this continues!"

"Who said no?"

"Otherwise, I'll just go and prescribe the second young master's medicine, and become the head of the whole family!"

"You are crazy! If you dare to attack the second son, you will die!" Cecil reprimanded in a low voice, "Go away!"

In the room, Pei Cheng unabashedly looked at the man in his arms with love and joy, his slender fingers ran over the boy's lips, "Xiao Jing, will you be by my brother's side from now on?" His hand slid down to caress the boy's cheek. The body suddenly stopped, and slowly pulled out a test tube bottle from the boy's arms. The flesh and blood in it was still fresh.

His eyes became cold inch by inch, and he looked down at the boy in his arms, his voice seemed to be frozen, "Pei Jing, what do you want to do?"

Ridiculous...

Simply absurd.

He let go of his hand with a cold face, let the test tube fall on the smooth ground, and cracked a corner with a crisp sound, then raised his hand and pinched the boy's chin fiercely, sealing the boy with the force of biting lips.

This body has been frozen for 300 years, and all bodily functions are still on the fragile baseline of that year, very delicate.

The sudden intense pain woke Pei Jing up, the smell of blood rushed straight into his nose, and the warm liquid was left along his chin. He subconsciously raised his hand to push it away, and let out a sob in his throat. When the man panted and pushed away, he wanted to get up When he left, he was tightly bound by someone. The three days of grief made him lack of strength for a while, instead of pushing him away, he irritated him instead.

There was a burning sensation on his lips, Pei Jing frowned, "Brother?"

Pei Cheng sneered, "Xiao Jing needs to know, that ancient man is dead!"

Pei Jing's face turned even paler, "You..."

He lowered his eyes and clenched his fists, seeing the broken test tube on the ground with his drooping eyes, and pushed the man away angrily, "Pei Cheng!" He struggled to reach the test tube, but was held tightly by someone with great strength. The wheelchair was driven, and it ran straight over the test tube. The wheels were stained with blood. Pei Jing slapped Pei Sheng angrily, and finally broke away from him and threw himself on the ground.

The red palm prints were very obvious on the fair skin. Pei Cheng raised his hand and rubbed it against a trace of blood. His eyes became colder, and he looked sideways at the bewildered boy kneeling on the ground.

Pei Jing looked up at him, his eyes were red, tears were streaming down his face, and he yelled at him, "Why are you crazy! Why did you smash my things! This is my last chance! I just don't want him to leave me!"

Pei Cheng calmly said, "The lifespan of ancient people was short, Xiaojing should know."

"Clearly there is still a chance..." Pei Jing covered his head and trembled, "Clearly there is still a chance...you can clone...create an identical person...There is definitely a chance..."

The coldness between Pei Cheng's brows and eyes hadn't dissipated, and he was unconsciously infected with pain and distress. He saw the boy trembling uncontrollably, his heart seemed to be melted by sulfuric acid, "Xiaojing, why do you care so much? Without him ,You still have me."

"How can I not care!" Tears overflowed from the boy's eyes, "That's Wen Ruo! How can I not care!"

Pei Cheng tilted his head and laughed hoarsely, "Pei Jing, how can you be so cruel!"

He smiled absurdly, the bottom of his eyes were dyed red, and his voice was extremely soft, but concealed the deep pain, "I can do what Xun Yu can do, and I can do what he can't do. I’ve given you 360 nine years, can’t my love compare to that person’s love? What did he do for you? What did I do for you! Why can’t you try to accept it? How can others be worthy of you and me? "

"You..." Pei Jing shook his head with difficulty, almost collapsed, "I love you, brother, and I also love Wen Ruo, the relationship between the two of you... shouldn't be the same..."

"But it's the same kind!" Pei Cheng looked at him, "Xiao Jing, don't you think you are cruel? Everyone must first get love from their parents before they can love others, but you get love from me If you give it to others, why can't you give it back to me?"

"You, me, is there anyone standing between you and me?"

The mechanical wheelchair moved forward slowly, "Xiaojing, look at me, I let this love destroy me, if you will definitely be destroyed by love, why can't you be destroyed by me?"

Pei Cheng looked at the young man's fingers with white knuckles due to too much force, and smiled almost sickly, and slowly stretched out his hand to Pei Jing, "Forget about that person, look at me in front of you."

"The Pei family has never resorted to unscrupulous means. If that's the case, why bother to abide by those so-called secular ethics, and why do you care so much!"

Pei Jing looked at him, frowning in disbelief, his voice trembling, "But why did you break my things! Why did you break my hopes!"

Pei Cheng paused, struggling to maintain a smile on his face, gasping for breath and pressing his heart, "You want to clone him so much, why don't you just kill me? Take away the power of the Pei family, and let people take away the meat from this lump of meat." There is still time to extract the gene urgently. Then remember, his life was exchanged for your brother's life!" He manipulated the wheelchair to approach, drew out the sharp knife on his wrist and handed it over, "Do it?"

"Brother..." Pei Jing begged softly, "Don't be like this..."

"Heh," Pei Sheng laughed happily, "You are too weak, Xiao Jing, you are still so weak, you have to let your brother protect you! Be obedient, come here, tonight, brother will teach you how to break away from the control of the world, how to protect yourself!" Despise those ridiculous | ethics that seem to be taken for granted... okay? Feel it well, and you will find that brother is better than that person!"

Pei Jing covered his face with a miserable smile, "Get lost!"

Pei Cheng paused, and asked with a smile, "What?"

"Get lost!" Pei Jing raised his hand and pushed his wheelchair away, seeing him staggering and almost unable to stabilize his figure, he couldn't bear to turn his head away, "I don't want to see you again!"

Pei Cheng's face gradually turned pale, "...what?"

"I said I don't want to see you again, get out!" Pei Jing looked at him with red eyes.

Pei Cheng stared at him fixedly, he raised his hands to cover his face in a helpless manner, then put down his hands again, as if returning to that noble young man, with a hint of hatred hidden in his downcast eyes.

The door opened suddenly, Cecil raised his eyes in surprise, and saw the red mark on his face and the blood on the corner of his lips, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he half-knelt on the ground in panic, "Master!"

Pei Cheng pinched the armrest of the wheelchair tightly, his knuckles turned white from too much force, he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, and his voice was very low, "Go to the genetic research team, let them come over, Clone a person for the second son."

"Patriarch?!" Cecil couldn't believe it, "Then you..."

"Go!" Pei Sheng swept towards him with red eyes.

Cecil frowned distressedly, lowered his eyes, and left quickly.