Chasing King

Feng Ye was surprised, but he didn't think much. He pulled him up: "Yan Sikong!"

Yan Sikong looked deeply into Fengye's eyes: "Fengye, I beg you to save the prince and huifei. If it doesn't end well, your majesty will take the opportunity to scrap the prince."

"I said, I don't care." Feng Ye said maliciously, but unconsciously avoided Yan Sikong's eyes.

"The prince is the king of Mingren in the future of Dasheng, for the common people of the world..."

"Don't label me!" Feng Ye narrowed his eyes. "You're in such a hurry to save him. It's just because if he doesn't become an emperor, you can't become an imperial master. You'll delay your revenge plan. Everything you do is for revenge. Since you can deceive me for revenge, what face do you have to ask me? You, you have no shame

Yan Sikong was staring at Feng Ye, as if a hand was holding his throat, which made him suffer from angina pectoris and difficult to breathe. It was useless for him to be honest and shameful, but the scorn from Fengye made him so miserable. With his eloquence, he could not speak for a moment.

Feng yeyan looked at Yan Sikong's eyes, which turned red slowly. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes began to wander again.

Two people mutually attend to speechless ground stalemate for a moment, Yan think empty suddenly a embrace to seal the waist of wild.

Feng Ye stares straight. The first thing he feels is cold. The person in his arms seems to be thinner. His arms around his waist are also cold. It should be that he has been frozen outside for a long time He reflected what he was thinking. He scolded himself twice and tried to push Yan Sikong away. But his powerful arms, which could hold two stone bows, were too heavy to lift.

Yan Sikong buried his face in Fengye's chest and choked: "Fengye, help me."

There are countless struggles in Feng Ye's eyes. Yan Sikong shows weakness to him for the first time. He can see that Yan Sikong's face is pale and his eyes are black. He must be in a state of anxiety. He doesn't want to admit it, but he can't control his heartache.

Yan Sikong put the tip of his nose against Fengye's clothing and tried to absorb the flavor of Fengye's skin. He missed this person so much.

They are like people falling into the water. They are driftwood to each other. This embrace is full of unspeakable desire, and no one is willing to take the lead in destroying it.

Feng Ye's thorns all over his body are quietly converged, and his heart is unwilling to say in a soft voice: "Yan Sikong, what do you say I'll do with you?" The tone was full of sadness and helplessness.

Yan Sikong shook his head and said in a dumb voice, "do you regret meeting me again? After all, I'm not the space in your mind. "

Feng yedun for a moment: "never regret."

Yan think empty nose sour and astringent, tears dense, more forcefully hugged Feng Ye.

Fengye couldn't control it any more, so he turned his back and rubbed Yan Sikong into his arms. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Sikong, you are an asshole, you You're not really a water demon, are you He suspected that he had been poisoned and possessed. Otherwise, why was he so kind to a person who cheated him again and again.

Yan Sikong remembered what Fengye had said when they went to Lingwu villa for the first time. He whispered: "then you Are you still willing to go to huangquan with me? "

Feng Ye grabs Yan Sikong's hair, forces him to look up at himself, and says word by word clearly: "you are my Feng Ye's person in life, and my Feng Ye's ghost in death. You don't want to get rid of me."

Yan Sikong smiles, which is full of helplessness and pain.

He also often thought, if those things did not happen in those years, he grew up in peace and stability, smoothly won the title, and then met Fengye again, what would they have been like? Be sure to treat each other sincerely, and then join hands with the world.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

He and Feng Ye are just fate today.

Feng Ye let go of Yan Sikong: "tell me, what do you want me to do? I won't let my father intercede with the prince. Your majesty has been afraid of my father."

"I understand, so I hope you will write a letter, and Master Zhu will take it to the Empress Dowager quietly, so that Princess wanyang can tell the Empress Dowager about it secretly when she asks the Empress Dowager to say good morning."

Feng Ye cold hum: "so soon will let your future wife help?"

"Now only the Empress Dowager can save the prince." Yan Sikong avoids Fengye's glare.

Feng Ye stretched out his hand and gently straightened Yan Sikong's hair. He said with no expression: "you remember, you are mine. No matter who you are, even my cousin, you are just a latecomer between you and me. You are an outsider. You can only have me in your heart."

Yan Si looks at Feng Ye in the air.

"Do you understand?" Feng Ye's hand glided down and pinched Yan Sikong's jaw. His eyes were cold and evil. "He said," you belong to me all my life. Feng Ye, if you want this letter, swear it, swear it with your father. "

Yan Sikong pause, raised his hand: "I swear by my father's spirit in heaven, I Yan Sikong will be your wild man all my life." He had never been attracted to people in the past, and he would never be. He clearly knew that only Fengye would treat him like this, and there would be no one in his heart except Fengye.

Feng Ye's eyes wandered on Yan Sikong's face, as if trying to find out the truth from his expression and eyes. "You know what, I can't tell which one is true and which one is false, and I can't easily believe you. You are too deceptive."Yan Sikong said, "since I swear by my father, there is no false word."

Feng Ye finally put down his hand: "let's go to the study."

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when Yan Sikong came out of the palace, it was late at night. Liu Chengshou was on the carriage and had dozed off. Yan Sikong went up to wake him up.

Liu Cheng excites himself and opens his eyes

"Shh." Yan Sikong motioned to him not to shout, "go back to the house yourself. I have something else to do."

"Where to? I'll give it to you. "

"There is a guard patrol in the street late at night. The carriage is too ostentatious. Just go back." Yan Sikong wrapped up his cotton padded clothes and turned away.

He tried his best to hide himself from the night watchers and found Yan Zilian's house.

Although it's so late that no one is likely to see it, it's better to be cautious just in case. After all, coming to the courtiers' house in the middle of the night to call on them will certainly arouse suspicion.

Yan Sikong quietly knocked on the door, and the porter knew him. Seeing that he was in a hurry, he must have something important to do, and quickly led him in.

He expected that Yan Zilian was thinking hard about the countermeasures, but he didn't fall asleep at this time. Sure enough, a light was still on in the East chamber.

When Yan Zilian saw him, he quickly asked, "but did you get the letter from Shizi?"

Yan Sikong nodded: "exactly, the students did not dare to delay, they immediately sent it." He gave the letter to Yan Zilian.

Yan Zilian spread it out, scanned it roughly, and even said, "good." "I have visited commander Zhu quietly in the daytime, and he is very angry because he was involved in this matter for no reason. Without saying a word, he agreed. But he is in the palace now, and I can only wait for him after entering the palace in the daytime. In this way, the Empress Dowager will not get the news until tomorrow at the earliest."

"The teacher is afraid that something will happen one day."

"I'm afraid. The prince and the empress are in prison. It's not appropriate to stay one more hour."

"Now there is no other way but to wait." Yan Sikong thought, "teacher, do you think students should visit the prince? I'm the prince's lecturer, which is reasonable. "

Yan Zilian thought about it and said, "no need for the time being. Maybe the Empress Dowager will let them go and wait for two days."

"Good."

Yan Zilian patted Yan Sikong on the shoulder, saying lovingly and happily: "Sikong, you must have been wronged when you go to ask for the son of the world."

Yan Sikong said with a smile: "for the sake of the prince and empress, what grievances do the students have?"

"It seems that Shizi knows the truth."

Yan Sikong smiles bitterly to himself. He knows that Fengye will help him. He sees through Fengye inside and outside, but he can't see through himself more and more.

When Emperor Zhaowu asked about the assassin's trial, Meng duo, the Minister of Dali temple, had to report truthfully that he was still in trial.

The censor who took part in the trial said frankly that the assassin insisted that it was at the instigation of empress huifei, while the Secretary of the Ministry of punishment retorted that the assassin had no evidence and was likely to be framed.

Emperor Zhaowu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He said that the second prince was frightened and fell ill. He lost his patience and asked SANFA to bring huifei to trial.

A group of ministers tried to admonish him, but emperor Zhaowu was obviously bewitched by Princess Wen and Xie Zhongren. In addition, he wanted to abolish the crown prince. He was usually indecisive, but this time he was very stubborn.

Yan Sikong's heart was cold when he heard the news about the trial of Princess Hui. He didn't expect that he could not live in peace for even one day. He tried the prince's mother so ruthlessly. In fact, it wasn't Princess Hui, but the prince. This could make the prince lose his prestige. Emperor Zhaowu's decision to abolish the prince was already made.

Yan Sikong is on pins and needles. If Chen Kai is really abandoned, as a teacher of the former crown prince and a student of Yan Zilian, he will not be able to be reused in a court full of eunuchs. Once this step is destroyed, you may lose everything.

Yan Sikong wearily closed his eyes, only feeling boundless fear and loneliness.