"That's even less likely... because this game is very special, and the game company neither allows nor has the ability to allow a player to open two accounts at the same time."
Just as he was about to change his approach, Qin Chu looked down and saw Qin Rui pushing the porridge towards him.
The little boy, who had grown a head taller, sat next to him, looking up at him intently. When he saw him looking over, the boy reminded him, "Brother, you forgot to drink your porridge."
Qin Chu nodded. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that Qin Rui noticed he was distracted while eating.
While Qin Chu was focused on eating, he suddenly heard Qin Rui ask, "Brother, do you know someone named Ti Rong?"
Qin Chu: "..."
This is the same question again.
Ever since he returned from his fight with Tijon, a group of people have been hesitant to speak when they see him, repeatedly asking questions, all trying to find out about his relationship with Tijon.
Qin Chu never expected that even after returning, he couldn't escape it.
For some reason, Qin Chu was extremely averse to this question.
He must say he was extremely disgusted with the Crown Prince, who knew he was trapped in a virtual world but was having a great time playing it and was constantly trying to trip him up.
Under the child's inquisitive gaze, Qin Chu lowered his head to avoid Qin Rui's eyes and replied, "I don't know him."
Qin Rui did not speak, but lowered his gaze, letting a dark look appear in his eyes.
He knew that Qin Chu was lying.
Qin Rui cared a lot.
Qin Chu had never lied to him about other people's affairs before; this was the first time.
What bothered him even more was that he could tell Qin Chu cared a lot about the man who had appeared at the city gate today. It wasn't just an appreciation of a worthy opponent; there was something deeper and more subtle about it.
Qin Rui carefully hid his displeasure by gently fiddling with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand.
Having followed Qin Chu for so long, he had long since accepted that he was Qin Chu's closest person.
Qin Rui knew that Qin Chu was emotionally detached, and neither good at nor inclined to hide his feelings. Qin Rui was quite certain that, aside from his principles of conduct, he held the highest place in Qin Chu's heart.
They arrived in this unfamiliar place together, and everyone they met was someone they knew. But now, suddenly, someone appears, someone who may have been involved in Qin Chu's past and is deeply etched in his brother's memory.
Moreover, Qin Chu was deliberately concealing that person's existence...
The beast that had been sleeping peacefully in the chest cavity opened its eyelids, revealing its gleaming white teeth and claws.
The crazy ideas that had been suppressed before resurfaced.
How wonderful it would be if there were only him and Qin Chu in the world? That way, Qin Chu would only have him by her side, and no one would ever try to take her brother away.
Realizing that his thoughts were not normal, Qin Rui simply gave Qin Chu a polite smile.
After the two tidied up the table, Qin Chu watched Qin Rui practice calligraphy absentmindedly for a while before washing up and going to rest.
Lying in the warm, cozy blankets, Qin Rui hugged Qin Chu's arm as if it were his everything. Just as Qin Chu was about to knock him unconscious again, Qin Rui finally couldn't help but raise his head and plead softly, "Brother, that person today was so annoying. Please don't see him again, okay?"
Qin Chu was taken aback by these words, and then General Qin couldn't help but feel a sense of joy at being supported.
He looked down at Qin Rui and asked, "You also think he's annoying?"
Qin Rui nodded with a straight face: "Yes, he looks like a bad guy. Brother, don't pay any attention to him."
Qin Chu was satisfied. He reached out and ruffled Qin Rui's little head, praising, "You're quite good at judging people."
Qin Rui felt even more uneasy after being praised by Qin Chu and learning from his words that Qin Chu also disliked Ti Rong.
Because he had never seen Qin Chu dislike anyone.
He once thought Qin Chu disliked him, but later found out that wasn't the case, and he was actually quite satisfied because of Qin Chu's affection.
But now he's somewhat unwilling to accept it.
His brother was so cold, and intense emotions were even rarer. He wanted Qin Chu's emotions to belong solely to him; whether it was dislike or hatred, everything about Qin Chu should be independent of anyone else.
After pondering for a while, Qin Rui unexpectedly thought of Lin Xiang, who had been killed by Qin Chu.
At first, Qin Rui didn't have any feelings about the prime minister, but later he understood the meaning of the wedding dress and felt that it was great that Prime Minister Lin was killed by Qin Chu.
How could that person be worthy of marrying his brother?
Thinking of Lin Xiang lying in a pool of blood, Qin Rui hugged Qin Chu tightly.
He said, "Brother, this person is just like Prime Minister Lin; neither of them are good people."
So if this person comes looking for Qin Chu again, Qin Chu won't even need to lift a finger; he'll find a way to kill him.
These words made Qin Chu, who was about to knock him unconscious, pause again. Qin Chu frowned and looked at the child in his arms.
Lin Xiang and Ti Rong are completely different in appearance, and their personalities and styles are also completely different. Normal people would never associate the two of them together.
How could Qin Rui be so perceptive?
Qin Chu stopped what he was doing and looked at Qin Rui seriously: "Do you think Prime Minister Lin and Ti Rong are very similar?"
Qin Rui didn't understand why Qin Chu would ask that. He looked up, somewhat bewildered, but still nodded vigorously and said truthfully, "Because neither of them seems like a good person!"
Looking at the child's face, which seemed to be filled with righteous indignation, Qin Chu's doubts vanished, and he thought to himself that children are just innocent.
A faint smile appeared on his lips as he patted Qin Rui's head and said, "Go to sleep."
After Qin Rui fell into a deep sleep, Qin Chu took the opportunity to tease Noah, saying, "Your data analysis isn't as accurate as a child's intuition."
Noah was furious, but he couldn't refute it and could only swallow his anger.
As the night deepened, a strange noise suddenly broke out in the dark and quiet room, and Qin Rui, who was fast asleep, immediately opened his eyes.
Someone's there!
He reached out to grab Qin Chu but found nothing. He carefully sat up and saw that Qin Chu was already standing by the window.
A dark figure darted out of the back window, with Qin Chu close behind.
Qin Rui rolled over in bed and sat up, his eyes, unusually bright in the darkness, following the fleeing shadow.
He didn't see the figure's face, but he knew it was Tyrone.
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Qin Chu deflected the short sword aimed at him with a swift stroke, then pressed his blade down, coldly scoffing, "Didn't you fight enough during the day? You even came all the way to Cangqing Prefecture to die?"
The person opposite, smiling under the clear moonlight, replied, "Whether you've had enough fighting or not, others may not know, but you certainly do, don't you?"
"Furthermore..." He suddenly lunged at Qin Chu, risking bloodshed, "This isn't suicide, it's clearly coming to see you, General Qin!"
"Is there a difference?" Qin Chu remained unmoved, kicking him away. "What do you think I'd do besides kill you?"
“That’s not necessarily true. We’ve shared a bed!” Tijon stood on the roof, laughing freely and brightly.
Qin Chu's kick was hard, and he stood there clutching his chest for a while before suddenly looking at Qin Chu with interest and saying, "I heard you killed him?"
These words came out of nowhere. Qin Chu stood there with his sword, looking at him without saying a word.
Tijon didn't press further, instead stroking his chin and saying, "He's all pretentious and looks like a poor, pedantic scholar. He's no good at fighting, only good at petty tricks. It's understandable that you don't like him."
Upon hearing this, Qin Chu unexpectedly understood that he was referring to Prime Minister Lin.
A sense of absurdity and bewilderment welled up inside me. How could this pervert be so happy to hear that his other self had been killed?
Before Qin Chu could even be shocked, he saw Ti Rong attack him again.
The man's deep, teasing voice sounded in his ear: "So, what do you think of me? Do you like me?"
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Qin Chu slashed at him directly with his sword.
Ti Rong quickly parried Qin Chu's sword. Looking at Qin Chu's face, he was momentarily lost in thought when a hint of longing appeared in his eyes: "This is the first time I've seen you with long hair."
He then clicked his tongue in annoyance: "He's pretty lucky; he saw it before me."
Qin Chu couldn't understand this person's logic at all, nor did he want to. He just wanted to kill him and make this person disappear from his sight as soon as possible.
Ti Rong, however, persisted, even ignoring Qin Chu's sword and leaning closer: "Do you know how jealous I was when I learned he had the chance to marry you? Why should I be stuck in the Xiongnu thousands of miles away?"
Upon hearing this seemingly genuine statement, Qin Chu paused slightly, and an utterly absurd thought came to mind.
He stepped back, looking at Ti Rong with some disbelief: "So you attacked the Xiongnu because..."
“Yes, I didn’t lie at the city wall today.” Tijon’s eyes crinkled, clearly pleased. “But before I could even fight my way through, you killed him and came to the border.”
"Do you know what this means?" The man leaned closer to Qin Chu's ear again, "It's called telepathy..."
Before one of them could finish speaking, a sharp whooshing sound suddenly came from not far away. A short arrow grazed Tijon's cheek, leaving a trail of blood.
Tijon instinctively stepped back to dodge, looking in the direction from which the arrow had come.
A boy of about ten years old was seen peering out the back window of Qin Chu's bedroom. His eyes were sharp and sinister, and he held a crossbow in his hand. At that moment, a short arrow was loaded onto the crossbow and pointed directly at Ti Rong.
Ti Rong, who had been completely at ease, was stunned when he saw the child peering out the back window of Qin Chu's bedroom.
He stared intently at Qin Rui for a long while, as if he had witnessed something beyond his imagination, then suddenly let out a short laugh: "The Crown Prince?"
The laughter was complex, filled with disbelief and a hint of unspoken mockery.
Then, as if unwilling to give up and seek confirmation, he turned to Qin Chu and asked in succession, "He slept in your room? In the same bed?"
Qin Chu ignored him completely, went straight back to the window, and pushed Qin Rui inside: "What are you doing, kid? Come in!"
"Brother, I want to help!"
Qin Rui shouted something uncooperatively, so Qin Chu simply closed the window.
He was distracted for a moment, thinking that Ti Rong would take the opportunity to attack, but when Qin Chu turned his head, he saw that Ti Rong was still standing in the same place.
The man's expression became even stranger, a mixture of shock and resentment. He stared at the window and asked Qin Chu in a strange tone, "He slept in the same room as you, and not only did you not hit him, you even protected him?"
Qin Chu: "..."
Is this person crazy? What is he muttering about?
After thinking for a moment, Qin Chu felt there was nothing to say, so he coldly tossed him a sentence: "None of your business."
These words seemed to choke him. Ti Rong paused for a moment, then turned and chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I'm not even as good as a child."
Before Qin Chu could understand what he meant, the man seemed to have suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "I've learned something! I never thought it could be like this!"
He seemed to want to say something more, and then a lot of footsteps came from the front yard.
Ti Rong glanced at Qin Chu, and before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something. The remaining shock and self-mockery on his face disappeared, and he returned to his previous laziness, with an even more blatant malice.
He leaned forward and chuckled, "You probably don't know who that child is, do you? The story about the First Prince..."