"My Omega." Pei Ji said coldly, "Isn't it?"
Pei Li also sneered: "You think so, but he may not think so."
There is a kind of people in this world who can give people a strong sense of oppression even if they just sit there.
Pei Ji and Pei Li are such people.
The same stern face, the same murderous aura.
Equally powerful pheromones collide in the air currents.
The air suddenly became extremely oppressive.
Pei Li spoke slowly, as if he was about to pronounce a verdict.
"Shen Que, former commander-in-chief of the First Fleet."
"Graduating from the Imperial Military Academy at the age of 17, he served as the commander of the A-2 Mecha Squadron of the First Fleet. He was promoted to deputy commander at the age of 18 and commander-in-chief at the age of 21."
"During this period, he commanded 7 large starship battles, 15 medium-sized ones, and 37 small-sized ones."
“Never lose.”
"Title bestowed by the Queen herself: Messiah's Blade."
"In the year 2155, he participated in the Eden Zerg annihilation campaign as the commander-in-chief of the Empire's seven fleets, achieving complete victory."
"Become the rightful first commander of the empire."
He paused deliberately and spoke even more slowly.
"Such a genius."
"But he was defeated and seriously injured in a minor interstellar pirate encounter, and he will never go into battle again?"
Pei Li sneered.
"Carolina, are you treating us like fools?"
Pei Ji listened silently and said coldly: "What do you want to say?"
Pei Li crushed the remaining cigarette and said, "What do you think I want to say?"
Injury, resignation, marriage.
There is some truth and some falsehood in this.
The announcement regarding Shen Que's defeat clearly stated:
[Due to the Supreme Commander's misjudgment, the First Fleet suffered heavy losses in a battle against interstellar pirates.]
Interstellar pirates are an unorganized but extremely cunning bunch. Even a battle-hardened general may fall at their hands.
But that is true.
That's true.
Pei Ji could think of everything Pei Li could think of.
The doubts and confusion hidden deep in my heart suddenly broke through the ground under the guidance of the older Alpha.
Pei Ji asked himself this question every night when he watched Shen Que fall asleep.
How exactly did he get injured?
Why did the Queen want to marry him?
Is it really just because of the match?
No other reason?
What does this marriage mean to him?
But Pei Ji didn't like to blame others, and he didn't like to cause trouble for himself.
When Shen Que came, he loved him well.
As for the problem behind it.
He has his own way of solving it.
Slowly exhaling, Pei Ji said, "I don't care how many problems there are in his injury. It's a fact that he was injured."
"I will watch him recover well..."
Pei Li let out a mocking laugh: "Looking at him? Why are you looking at him? He's the Queen's man!"
"Don't you know how much Carolina wants to take back control of Shajin from the Imperial Court?!"
The scorched wood-like pheromones suddenly burst out, like the scorching sun burning the earth, and collided violently with the smell of sand and dust belonging to Pei Ji in the air.
At that moment, the dim room seemed to turn into a vast desert.
The heavy voice of the Lord of Baisha Star echoed around.
"He is the key Carolina uses to open the White Sands! My child."
“Don’t forget.
"Besides the Messiah's Blade, he has another title."
"—The Queen's lackey."
The sand is burning.
Pei Ji lowered the corners of his mouth and spoke word by word.
"Don't call him that."
He did not fly into a rage, nor did he protest loudly.
But the hot sand showed that the young Alpha had no intention of yielding to the elder.
Two intense emotions intertwined and entangled in Pei Ji's heart, but he suppressed them forcefully.
Pei Li smiled slightly, with tiny wrinkles appearing at the corners of his eyes, and he looked unexpectedly kind.
"I'm just reminding you, don't be so foolish as to hold on to your true heart and get it trampled to pieces by others, and lose yourself."
“It’s not worth it.”
"Pei Ji."
"It's not worth it."
…
In the early morning, the dew is slightly cool.
Pei Ji walked quickly through the gardens of Jiaoyue Palace, large and small.
The plump leaves brushed against his strong and sturdy forearms, soaking the coat he wore on them.
The receding scenery on both sides was wrapped in the intoxicating moonlight, like a dreamlike bubble, accompanied by countless images flashing through Pei Ji's mind.
Finally, the picture froze on the night three days ago.
Under the starry sky, the beautiful dancer exhaled a puff of smoke.
"You want me to investigate Shen Que?"
"Um."
Pei Ji leaned on the railing of the high tower of Chenxing Palace, with a red light flickering on his fingertips.
After pondering Pei Ji's request, Shafiya asked, "What aspect?"
"In all aspects." Pei Ji paused, "I want to know why he was defeated."
"You suspect him?" Shafiya frowned.
"No."
Pei Ji raised his head and looked at the morning star in the sky.
"I'm worried about him."
…
After passing the last night lotus pond, Pei Ji suddenly found a person standing under the eaves of the bedroom.
Shen Que raised his head and met Pei Ji's gaze when he looked over.
For some reason, at that moment, the commander's tense body seemed to relax.
After a slight pause, Pei Ji quickened his pace.
"What are you doing standing here? And wearing so little?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.
This dissatisfaction reached its peak after feeling the coolness on Shen Que's body.
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