Chasing King

Back in the room, Yan Sikong takes out the mask from his arms, only feeling a layer of cold sweat on his back.

What does he do with this? He went to find yuan Nanyu in order to find out what she said, hoping that they could persuade Feng Ye together. But after he made clear yuan Nanyu's loyalty to Feng Ye, he knew that it was impossible.

But taking this mask, it's a spur of the moment.

Yan Sikong sat down at the table, drew the bronze mirror closer, and gently covered the mask on her face.

the mask was as like as two peas, which were just a nose covering. The exposed lips and mandible lines were almost the same as Yuan Nan Yu. They used to have sharp eyes and felt that they were a bit alike. But no one had ever seen the face behind the mask of Yuan Nan, so they would not have imagined that they were so alike. Wearing a mask and changing clothes, the wolf king's first general, general que, is the only one who is alive.

Yan Sikong took off his mask and slapped it on the table, as if it was hot. But after a while, he hid it carefully.

He was a careful and cautious man. When he saw this mask, he stole one. Obviously, he was preparing for a rainy day. Now Fengye has become a person that he can't predict and guess. He has to leave a way for himself.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help feeling sad again. Was it deep in his heart that he believed that Fengye might do harm to himself for the sake of the throne

-

the wedding day of Fengye is coming, the house is decorated with lights, and people are preparing for a big wedding. Those large tracts of red, the cold and boundless snow in winter are set off a festive taste.

But in Yan Sikong's eyes, he only thought it was dazzling. It happened that the weather was cold, so he didn't go out much.

Since the beginning of winter, because of the support of King Yong, the soldiers have plenty of charcoal, thick cotton padded clothes, meat to eat every day, and it is not suitable to fight in winter. This bitter and cold climate is not good for anyone. If they have to, most of them are truce in winter. Therefore, they only practice every day, and they don't have to worry about their belly or head. No one complains even when they are cold and tired.

In this way, the generals also had a lot of leisure, just to give Yan Sikong enough time to shut himself in and think about things.

After calming down, he realized that the most urgent task at this time was not to persuade Fengye to give up the idea of becoming emperor, but how Fengye would get through this difficulty if Chen Kai and the imperial court joined hands after the Spring Festival.

After Fengye sent out an invitation to Chen Kai, saying that he would open the gate of Taiyuan to welcome the king of Chu, Chen Kai has not responded so far. Counting the time, it is actually enough to send messengers to Yongzhou. The reason why he does not respond is that Chen Kai is hesitating.

Such hesitation is full of dangerous uncertainty, just like the stone hanging overhead and not knowing when it will fall, which makes people anxious.

But no matter whether Chen will join hands with the imperial court or not, Fengye is determined to kill Chen. After Chen is full-fledged, he can't be manipulated any more. He really can't be used any more.

There are still several young princes in Beijing, even babies in their infancy, who are better controlled than Chen Kai. As long as Fengye does not insist on being emperor, it is still possible for him to take the emperor as he thinks.

Although Fengye cheated him and took advantage of him, he left aside his personal feelings and didn't want to talk about it any more. Fengye was still the only one for him to achieve his wish. As for the sadness, disappointment and anger he felt, he was just making a fuss. If he didn't have a hard time, why did he suffer from it? Didn't he deserve it?

A man like him should not have been emotional. A lonely life is the most suitable ending.

After thinking about it, instead of waiting for Fengye to come to him, he took the initiative to find Fengye, with one thing.

Feng Ye saw him, slightly surprised, but still pretended to be calm and asked: "do you think it over?"

Yan Sikong sat in the chair farthest away from him, with a distant attitude and said, "I've thought it over."

"Go ahead."

"You're right. Now Chen Kai is really out of control, and it's not suitable to support the superior. Besides, he is likely to collude with the imperial court, so we have to abandon him."

Feng Ye's face brightened: "I'm so glad that you think so."

"But." Yan Si Kong tightly continued.

Fengye is waiting.

"But you must not be emperor." Yan Sikong said seriously, "I have made it clear to you that if you insist on being emperor, you will kill me, and I will not help you. There are still young princes in Beijing who can control it."

Feng Ye light smile: "you don't think I'm stupid to the root is not stable, anxious to become the target of the public, right? My uncle sent those things just to express my joy while I was getting married, but you happened to find them. If I'm not sure, I'll never rush to... "

"You can't even be sure." Yan Sikong said, "can and can't, it's up to me to judge."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes.

"We must eliminate all internal and external troubles and ensure that we can completely stabilize the situation and control the world."

"How long will that take?"

"I don't know. Maybe ten or twenty years, maybe more."Feng Ye snorted coldly: "this is an expedient plan."

"It's expedient. It's expedient for me and it's expedient for you. Do you think there's no need for expediency in stealing the country?"

"Well, if I go back after I am in charge of the capital, what can you do for me?"

Yan Sikong gave a cold smile: "I've already thought of this layer. After all, you cheated me." He reached into his sleeve and took out something. It was a letter.

"What is this?"

Yan Sikong stood up, holding the letter in both hands, respectful - but not to Fengye, but to the letter: "such things, I have not taken out, one is not the time, the other is do not want to make you sad."

Feng Ye frowned: "what is it?"

Yan Sikong stares at the yellow outer seal, and his heart is full of thoughts: "this is A letter from his royal highness King Jingyuan to me on his deathbed. "

Feng Ye clapped his case and said harshly, "asshole, why don't you tell me all the time?"

"This last letter is not for you, but for the world." Yan Sikong said, "Your Highness has asked me to publish this book to the public on the day when he has been vindicated. Before the time comes, I will give it to you just to increase my grief and hatred."

Feng Ye came over with a big step, grabbed it, spread it carefully with trembling hands, and stared at it.

Yan Sikong said softly: "I've read this last letter countless times, and I can almost recite it backwards. For his Highness's injustice, there are only a few words. What he cherishes is always the common people, and what he cares about is the peace of the border and the peace of the world. He has been loyal and good for generations. Do you want to ignore his Highness's will for your own selfish desire?"

"Shut up Feng Ye roared. He turned his head and looked at Yan Sikong. His eyes were already red.

Yan Sikong shut up.

Feng yechan said: "you should have given it to me. This is the only thing my father left behind."

"That's not true." Yan Sikong said, "Your Highness has left you fengjiajun, rare generals, wisdom and strategy. What your Highness has left you is all that you have benefited in your life. Your highness hopes that you can use what he left you to defend the people. You must not live up to his expectations."

"Don't put my father down on me!" Feng Ye pointed to Yan Sikong's nose and said, "my father didn't say a word not to let me be emperor!"

"No, but your highness values the peace of the country more than life." Yan Sikong looked at him deeply, "Fengye, you should put the peace of the country and the people in front of being king and Emperor."

Feng Ye's face twitched and said in a deep voice: "I will fulfill my father's last wish, so that he can see peace and tranquility when he overlooks the world from the sky."

"If you have such a responsibility, your highness can close his eyes." Yan Sikong slowed down, "Feng Ye, put away your ambition for the time being. If one day you are in power and the world is stable, I will not stop you any more."

Feng Ye lowered his head and looked gloomy.

Yan Sikong knew that only with Feng Jianping could he temporarily curb his arrogance.

After a long silence, Feng Ye said, "OK, I can promise you."

"You don't have to promise me. I want you to promise your highness King Jingyuan." Yan Sikong is one step closer.

Feng Ye stares at Yan Sikong: "taking this letter as evidence, I promise my father that the situation is unstable and I will not be emperor."

Yan Sikong breathed out: "I have one more thing to ask you."

"He said Seal wild cold voice way.

"Let Chen die." Yan Sikong said in a low voice.

Fengye sword eyebrow a pick, maliciously said: "no, can, can."

"Save his life, even if he is abandoned as a commoner." Yan Sikong looked into Feng Ye's eyes fearlessly, "he is my student after all, as long as he is no longer a threat to you..."

"If he's alive, it's a threat to me." Feng Ye said word by word.

Yan Si said coldly, "if you want me to help you, this is my condition."

Feng Ye approaches Yan Sikong and stares at him coldly: "do you dare to negotiate terms with me? For Chen? "

"Why can't I?" Yan Sikong straightened his chest, "as you said, you are sitting on a heavy Army today, and I am very proud of you. You also said that if I win Taiyuan for you, you will reward me. I only want you to save Chen's life after it is completed."

"Chen, Yi." Feng Ye gritted his teeth and said, "how many people in this world are worthy of your sincere treatment? Why is it Chen, why is it him! "

Yan Sikong took a deep breath: "Chen Kai was my student when he was 11 years old. I watched him grow up and knew that he had been bullied and neglected since childhood. I accompanied him through the pain of his mother's death. I often saw myself in him when he was young. You can't understand me well. If you can't, you don't have to come to me again."

"You threaten me?" Feng Ye grabbed Yan Sikong's shoulder, "do you know where you are now? Everything about you, including your head, is under my control. What do I want you to do? What should you do? Why should you negotiate with me? ""Then you will kill me!" Yan Sikong gritted his teeth, "I Yan Sikong this life ever afraid of death?"

"You want to die!" Feng Ye roared harshly.

Yan Si Kong stem neck, and Feng Ye stare at each other, not shrink back.

Yansikong can't find any reason to compromise with Fengye. He makes up his mind not to talk with Fengye, but to work with others. He naturally cares about the gain and loss. He will let Fengye know how different his treatment of Fengye is from that of wolf king.

Feng Ye seems to be aware of the coldness of Yan Sikong. He slightly lowers his head and approaches Yan Sikong: "in your heart, what am I?"

Yan Sikong said without hesitation, "you are the wolf king."

Feng Ye's face suddenly changed and his eyes were fierce and sharp: "no, I'm your husband."

Yan Sikong chuckled: "in a few days, you will be the husband of the princess. Don't say these words. You used to say that I used to confuse you with my feelings. In fact, since I met you, you have used your feelings to confuse me and let me plan for you."

Ferocious color appeared on Fengye's face.

"Fengye, you and I have come to this stage. Why bother to deceive ourselves? What you want is the supreme power. What I want is to use your power to realize my ideal. You and I just use each other." Yan Sikong felt that his heart was bleeding, but he kept saying, "it's ridiculous to talk about love again!"

Feng Ye grabbed Yan Sikong's collar. A handsome face was twisted by anger. His eyes were full of resentment. He opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "you finally said it. What you drew from me is just power. I'm nothing, important, important to you!"

Yan Sikong didn't speak, just showed a sad smile.

Feng Ye pushed him away: "get out, get out."

Yan Sikong staggered back two steps.

"Go away," Feng Ye roared.

Yan Sikong turns around and rushes out of the door. Despite the pain inside, he doesn't stop. He wants to roll far away. It's better to roll to a place where he can't see Fengye any more. Maybe he can live a little better. At least, he doesn't have to hurt his heart all the time for one person.

-

instead of going back to his room, Yan Sikong wandered in the hospital for a long time. All the people sent by Fengye to watch him changed their shifts. He was numb with cold, but he didn't want to go back to his room.

Until it was dark, he looked at the dim lights in the mansion, but he didn't know where to go.

It was not long ago that he said that Fengye's side was the only place he could go back in his life. Now it seems that it's ridiculous. How could he become so stupid and naive?

He didn't have a place to go back. He had a home, two homes, but they were all gone. From then on, the world was so big that he was doomed to be alone.

No, no, he still has a relative, the only one left in the world, even if there is no blood relationship, even if the other party doesn't even remember him, but the existence of this person is the deepest and deepest bottom line in his heart, which is the only proof that God doesn't completely dislike him.

So he took two jugs of wine and decided to go to yuan Nanyu. He never complained to anyone about the gratitude and resentment between him and Fengye. Now he doesn't know about yuan Nanyu. He just wants to have a drink with his brother. Maybe when yuan Nanyu is unconscious, he can call himself "second brother"

When he wandered to yuannanyu's courtyard, the house was full of fire. He vaguely heard someone talking inside. He asked his watchers to wait in place and went to the door with a wine bottle. He just wanted to button the door, but he heard the sound of Fengye coming from inside. He was drunk. In fact, there was no need to listen to the sound. The wine in the house had already been released outside.

Yan Sikong hesitated and retreated to the window.

The Luo family has a distinguished family. The windows are inlaid with extremely expensive colored glaze. Yan Sikong bows slightly and looks in through the gap between the colored glaze and the curtain.

The two people in the room are yuan Nanyu and Feng Ye. The wine pots and glasses on the table are all over the place. The dishes and drinks are all over the place. Feng Ye is holding yuan Nanyu tightly and intimately.

Yan Sikong suddenly felt that her blood was coagulated.

Then, he listened to Feng Ye, though vague, but without any hesitation, and cried: "kong'er..."