Chasing King

At this time, the housekeeper's voice came from outside: "wolf king, please have a look at the gift book sent by all parties."

Feng Ye said in a high voice: "no, you look at the disposal, only the uncle's gift and gift list are put away, no one is allowed to know."

"Yes."

After the housekeeper left, Feng Ye looked down at Yan Sikong: "we didn't mean to publicize this. My uncle was overjoyed, but you happened to see him."

Yan Si looked at the front empty: "if I don't see it, when are you going to hide it from me?"

"Naturally, when I'm more confident, I won't win until I can control the Forbidden City." Feng Ye snorted coldly, "you don't think I'm stupid. I can't wait to tell the world now."

"Will you kill Chen Kai?" When Yan Sikong asked this sentence, it was not a question. In fact, she had already had the answer in her heart.

"Chen must die." Feng Ye said coldly: "he will not only be my biggest obstacle, but also dare to covet you. I have 10000 reasons to kill him."

Yan Sikong was silent.

"Why, can't you give up?" Feng Ye narrowed his eyes, "the more reluctant you are, the more I want to kill him."

Yan Sikong took a breath: "he is my student."

"I am your husband." Feng Ye said, "when I and I are enemies, who should you help?"

Yan Si Kong raised his eyes and glared at Feng Ye. His eyes were full of blood.

Feng Ye grabbed his arm, pulled him up and forced him to get close to him: "now you know everything. You can only choose one between Chen Yu and me. What are you going to do?"

"Fengye." Yan Sikong said in a dumb voice, "no!"

"Nothing is impossible." Fengye cold voice way, "I have come to today this step, will never look back, you must help me."

Yan Sikong gritted his teeth and said, "I can be a treacherous minister, but I don't want to be a sinner for all ages!"

Feng Ye's palm supported Yan Sikong's vest, which made him closer to himself. He said in a cold voice, "I am the emperor, and you are the founder of the country."

"You'll make a mess of the world."

"The essence of the world is to control the chaos. After the chaos is over, it's up to you and me to calm it down." Feng Ye gently fiddled with the hair in front of Yan Si's vacant post. "One day I will be king in the world, and you will be Zaifu under one person and above ten thousand people. In my heart, even the queen, I will give you what Chen can or can't give you. It's better for you to be Emperor than Chen."

Yan Sikong stares at Feng Ye's eyes with burning eyes.

"You'll figure it out. Besides, you have no other choice." Feng Ye hugs Yan Sikong's waist, kisses Yan Sikong's earlobe with his warm lips, and says in a soft voice, "you can only be by my side and help me. If you dare to have two hearts, if you dare to cheat and betray me again, I will Break your legs and shut you up for the rest of your life. "

The bosom thought wild fiercely pushed away his heart.

Feng Ye quietly gazes at Yan Sikong, who also looks at him.

From his deep and fierce eyes, Yan Sikong saw the chilling coldness and arrogance. He knew that Feng Ye's cruel words were serious, and his heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword.

Feng Ye has a panoramic view of every expression on Yan Sikong's face. He is frightened, suspicious, sad and angry. These complex emotions interweave into a face that makes him love and hate. He feels both happy and unbearable. How can there be a person in the world who can make his heart so crazy.

Yan Sikong trembled and said, "if I don't want to, if I don't want you to be emperor, if I don't want the world to be turbulent and the people to live in poverty?"

"You don't want to help me." Feng Ye walked slowly to Yan Sikong, "you can watch me step by step on the throne, as long as you honestly stay by my side, I will give you the supreme honor."

Yan Sikong suddenly lost his smile, full of bleak meaning: "Feng Ye, do you have the deepest attachment to me, or do you want to bind me to torture?"

Feng Ye was stunned and said in a deep voice, "how can we make it clear that you and I have been pestering each other for so many years?"

Yan Sikong's eyes are moist and her heart is aching. She thinks of those simple and beautiful things when she was young. They are really flowers in the moon mirror in the water. They are full of holes and can't go back.

Feng Ye extended his hand again, stroked Yan Sikong's cheek, and said gently, "I will treat you. I swear that as long as you belong to me, what I want is just like that."

Yan Sikong pushes aside Feng Ye's hand. He lowers his head and staggers to the door. He is so lost that he seems to fall down at any time.

Feng Ye clenched his fist, didn't stop him, just said behind his back: "you will think clearly, I'll wait for you."

Yan Sikong's lips pull up a bitter smile, sloshing tired body, step by step out of the threshold, to his bedroom.

He'll figure it out, will he?

He used to think that he could talk about all things in the world. But the more he lived, the more he didn't know. The more he lived, the more confused and helpless he became. There were so many things he didn't understand that he couldn't ask. Even those once unswerving ideas were shaken one by one in today's situation.Why does he always seem to win, but finally find that he lost? Why did he try his best to gain more and lose more?

Up to now, he even hesitates about what he really wants. What is his purpose?

Why? Did he go wrong from the beginning, or was it because of Fengye?

The thought of Fengye made his heart ache.

What he wanted to achieve was the general name of Fengye, but he didn't want to risk the world turmoil to help Fengye fight for the throne, but he couldn't stop Fengye. He could only watch Fengye go on this thorny road.

What should he do? What can he do?!