Chasing King

After Chen Bi left, Yan Sikong sat in the study for a long time, thinking about the gains and losses. Often at this time, he thought least about himself.

As Feng Ye said, he did not do anything to achieve his goal, but there was no exception. All the exceptions were given to one person. He once put Feng Ye's life above all his own.

If there was no Fengye, he would probably follow Chen. In this way, he would be able to firmly control the well-known future emperor. He was not afraid of bloodshed, and he didn't care about fame. How could he care about whether people were ghosts lying on his couch.

But he just can't do it, he can't persuade himself to "betray" Fengye, even if he doesn't owe Fengye anything.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that the people around him were still in suspense. Until the light of the candle cast a shadow on the ground, he suddenly raised his head to face the disguised face of Nanyu of Shangyuan.

“…… When did you come in

Yuan Nanyu didn't speak. Instead, she looked at Yan Sikong for a long time and said slowly, "I've been hiding outside with my breath closed just now."

Yan Sikong's heart thumped and his face sank: "did you hear that?"

"I just doubted before, especially after seeing Mrs. Qi, so I always wanted to find a chance to prove it." Yuan Nanyu whispered, "if I'm not outside, do you plan to keep it from me all the time?"

"What do you want me to tell you?" Yan Sikong said sarcastically, "tell you Chen Kai wants me to be a concubine? Isn't that ridiculous? "

Yuan Nan Yu pursed her lips: "if Feng Ye knows..."

"Will you tell him?" Yan Sikong stares at yuan Nanyu.

"He ordered me to report everything to you in great detail."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "even if it may be bad?"

Yuan Nan Yu pauses, her chest heaves, and unconsciously raises her voice: "you said you could control Chen Yu between applause, but now it seems that he thinks so much of you. What should you do? Did you follow him? "

Yan Si stood up and approached yuan Nanyu: "do you think I will take off my clothes and serve Chen for the sake of power? Like Fengye? "

“…… No, "he said Yuan Nanyu quickly explained, but the tone of the blunt fear has betrayed his mind.

"No?" Yan Sikong gave a cold smile, "you just care about my face, it's not easy to say."

"I..."

"Yu'er." Yan Sikong looked at him, "it's hard to get back between Fengye and me, but even so, he is different from Chen. If I can only serve people with lust for half my life, I can't live until now. You look down on me. "

Yuan Nanyu's eyes wandered and said in a low voice: "I didn't think that way, I just I'm worried about you. "

"Whether you are worried about me or about my betrayal of Fengye, I don't want to go deep into it. I just want you to focus on the overall situation. Don't let Fengye know about such a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning

"But Chen is so jealous of Fengye, how can they work together?"

"As long as he wants to be emperor, he has to submit." Yan Si said coldly, "he finally gave in to me. In the end, he didn't have the color to make me dizzy. His brain was still sober."

Yuan Nanyu is still frowning, hard to hide worry.

-

knowing that he couldn't keep Yan Sikong, Chen had to let him go back, prepare his soft clothes, and send 3000 elite soldiers to escort him out of Yunnan.

On the day of departure, they met alone for the last time in their study. In order to avoid suspicion, Chen will not see him off.

"When will Sir be back?" Chen Bi looked at Yan Sikong with great concern, and his eyes were full of sentimental attachment and sadness.

Yan Sikong replied, "when the time is right, I will return to your highness."

Chen Yu gave a bitter smile: "do you know how much I don't want you to go, I even..."

Yan Sikong looked at him and saw that he swallowed the words back to his stomach.

Yan Sikong stepped back and knelt down to kowtow: "Your Highness, take care."

Chen Bi lifts Yan Sikong up. His eyes refuse to move away from Yan Sikong's face. The hand that grabs Yan Sikong's wrist is also secretly tightened.

Yan Sikong quietly drew back her arm, bowed deeply, and turned to leave.

"Sir," Chen Kai called behind his back.

Yan Sikong stops.

Chen took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and said in a loud voice, "one day I will be ordered by heaven to inherit the great unification, and I will make sure that you will never leave me!"

Yan Sikong didn't look back and left.

He had heard countless heroic words in his life, but he only cared about an eight year old.

-

most of the mountain bandits have been swept away and escorted by a large army. They successfully left Yunnan and went to Datong day and night.

On the way, they heard that the imperial court sent envoys to meet nadahan again, and brought rich gifts.

It was a month after they returned to Datong, but as soon as they entered the city, they were summoned by the wolf king.They were taken to Jingyuan palace. The last time he came to Datong to see Xue Ronggui, he came to the old mansion. Of course, after the accident of his self appointed family, the royal mansion was deserted. He just stopped and looked at it from a distance, and his heart was sad.

After a year, the house has been renovated, which is more magnificent than the palace in the capital. It deserves to be the Great Harmony of the family.

The servant asks yuan Nanyu and others to settle down for a rest, and then leads Yan Sikong to Fengye alone.

He walked all the way to the inner courtyard, where he saw fenghun dozing under the tree and Fengye standing by.

Suddenly, Yan Sikong seemed to see the afternoon when he and Fengye met again. It was also Jingyuan palace, a towering tree, a man and a wolf. One was far away in the capital, but they cherished each other. One was near, but they were far away.

Yan Sikong only felt that her breath stopped instantaneously, and her heart seemed to be dragged down by something. From the day of separation, he forced himself not to think about his private relationship with Fengye, but the more depressed he was, the more inflated he was. He didn't want to see Fengye again. He didn't want to see, hear and feel the malice from Fengye again. But when he saw this man again, he found that he still wanted to see him. It would be better if he didn't communicate with him

Feng Ye also looked back and saw Yan Sikong. For a moment, he couldn't hide his mood. His eyes changed and became focused and sharp, as if he wanted to catch the people in front of him with his eyes.

The servant stepped back, opened his eyes and looked at Yan Sikong without blinking.

Not seen for more than half a year, Fengye has occupied the two prefectures of Qianzhou and Datong. The northwest is the king, and 120000 troops are in hand. The momentum is even more compelling than before. When one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes, one breathes.

Yan Sikong is dusty, dirty and haggard. Compared with Fengye, he looks like a beggar.

Feng Ye took a big step towards Yan Sikong, but restrained his feet, turned to his hand, and ordered: "come here."

Yan Sikong walked in the past, step by step, but it was like walking on a swamp, constantly sinking into difficulties.

When he was no more than an arm away from Fengye, his body was dragged by the domineering force and grabbed into his arms.

Yan Sikong closed his eyes. It seemed that he was not as broad and powerful as this embrace. He was probably too tired, so he allowed himself to indulge in this moment.

Feng Ye tried to suppress the surging yearning and said in a low voice: "you are thin."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, only a slight "um". His nose was sour, and he had the impulse to cry. He even had a huge desire to urge him to reach out and go back to Fengye.

His hands trembled and he raised them carefully, but he was occupied by a sudden fear. He froze for a moment and then put them down.