The Blood Crown

It was not yet clear, and the story of the imperial prison being robbed had already spread throughout the capital.Emperor Zhaowu was angry, anxious and frightened, so he dispatched 5000 troops from Jingshan to hunt down Fengye, hoping to tear up the turf in the suburbs of Beijing.

The Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, Imperial Guards, Imperial Prison and others who wanted to do things were all implicated, and the warden of the Imperial Prison was beheaded on the same day.

Yan Sikong showed people the next day with a hangover. His face was pale, his eyes were swollen, and he looked as if his soul had been drained. People couldn't believe it. In fact, last night, his chest, abdomen, back, and arms were all injured. Suffering a minor injury, coupled with the bottom of the mood, it is not easy to barely cover up the wound and pretend that nothing happened.

He "learned" the news of Feng Ye's escape from prison from the housekeeper, and he was shocked.And Princess Wanyang, who is a new wife, is still very young. Hearing that Feng Jianping committed suicide and Feng Ye escaped, he was filled with sorrow and joy.

However, she still didn't have a good face towards Yan Sikong, she turned a blind eye when seeing Yan Sikong's body violated harmony, and the servants saw it and whispered.

Yan Sikong dismissed everyone and called Ali.

Because Ali was unusually burly and easily exposed, he secretly set the fire and ran away last night. He was also very anxious to know what happened last night.

Yan Sikong quietly told him what happened last night.

Ali gestured anxiously: Will Feng Ye be found?

Yan Sikong shook his head: "She Zhun is doing things very safely. He has already sent someone to escape from the capital pretending to be Feng Ye. His hiding place is very secret. He can leave when the wind passes."

Ali nodded, and asked again: The man in black is not a bad person, who is he, and why did he help the young master?

Yan Sikong shook his head again: "I've been thinking about it all night, but I really can't figure out who he is. This person is very skilled in martial arts. Obviously, he has been following me and knows our actions like the back of his hand."

Ali "said": It seems that Zhu Lanting didn't lie, it really wasn't him.

"Yeah, Zhu Lanting was also chasing us last night. That voice and that figure are definitely not Zhu Lanting." Speaking of Zhu Lanting, Yan Sikong felt worried. As long as Zhu Lanting was not stupid, he would be able to guess that they were the ones who robbed the prison. He did it, as the commander of the imperial guards, although the prison is not under his control, if such a big event happens in Beijing, he will definitely be implicated. I don't know how Zhu Lanting will act.

Alibi scratched: I'll check again?

"No need, She Zhun needs to deal with the aftermath, and he must not be able to spare time now. Since that person wants to help us, there is no need to worry about it for the time being. We can make a long-term plan after Feng Ye is safely sent out of the capital."

Ali nodded, looked at Yan Sikong worriedly, hesitated to speak.

Yan Sikong was expressionless, and his tone was even less turbulent: "I'm fine, it's just minor injuries."

Ali paused, and tapped his heart with his fingers.

Yan Sikong's heart ached suddenly, he took a deep breath, looked away, looked at the empty wall, and murmured: "It's okay..."

In fact, that's fine, he and Feng Ye shouldn't have had anything to do with each other from the very beginning, it just gave him a fatal weakness, if there was no Feng Ye... without Feng Ye... I don't know what he would be like now.

They were strangers to each other, and it was against God's will to force their way together, so let's say goodbye and take care of each other.

Ali sighed, brought the medicine to Yan Sikong's bedside, and walked out silently.

Yan Sikong lay down on the bed, thinking that at this moment, Feng Ye might also be injured and sick on the bed, his heart was full of misery and despair, he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

Feng Ye is not like him, as the heir of Prince Jingyuan, he has never been wronged or wronged in his whole life, but at the best age, he fell into the mire from the clouds, was imprisoned unjustly, tortured and humiliated, his family was ruined in the blink of an eye, Having lost everything, during the past six months, he dared not, couldn't bear, and didn't want to think about how Feng Ye spent every day, and he couldn't imagine how Feng Ye would deal with himself in the future.

From time to time, he always dreamed, dreaming of the best time between the two of them, dreaming of Feng Ye's high-spirited appearance, dreaming of that pair of arrogant and radiant eyebrows and eyes, dreaming of his invincible heroic posture on the battlefield, dreaming of his warm Lips, strong hands, and a generous chest, dreaming of how sweet it was when the two were deeply in love.

After a big dream, the body woke up, but the mind was trapped in a nightmare, with nowhere to escape.

Yan Sikong covered his eyes with his hands, he felt the palms were hot and humid, and his heart ached unbearably.This is his fate. All the people he cherishes will eventually leave him. It is... fortunate that Feng Ye is alive.

-

After staying in the room for a day, at dusk, the door was pushed open unceremoniously.

In the Yan Mansion, who dares to open the door like this, you don't need to look to know.

Princess Wanyang came in with a plate of food, put it on the table impatiently, and said coldly, "Mother asked me to bring you food."

Yan Sikong said in a low voice: "Thank you princess, I'm not feeling well, so I can't get up to greet you, I'm going to atone for the princess."

"Stop pretending." Wan Yang narrowed his eyes, "My cousin escaped, you know?"

"I heard something."

"He will come back, he is the little wolf king born with supernatural power." Wan Yang looked down at Yan Sikong, "He will definitely kill all the eunuchs and his lackeys, and avenge your uncle. You will not have a good day gone."

Yan Sikong said calmly: "If he wants to come back for revenge, wouldn't His Majesty be in danger too?"

Wan Yang was startled, and retorted: "Father was deceived by eunuchs, cousin will definitely clear up the Feng family's grievances!"

"I hope so."

"You..." Wan Yang heard Yan Sikong's tone full of sarcasm, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth angrily.

Yan Sikong finally raised his head to look at her, looking at the picturesque eyebrows and eyes that looked like Feng Ye, he felt a little softness in his heart, and he said slowly: "Your Highness must be very painful to be caught between the Feng family and the royal family. The dispute has nothing to do with His Highness, I wish His Highness a pure and happy life."

Wan Yang was stunned for a moment, then snorted: "You don't need to worry about it." After she finished speaking, she walked away.

-

Emperor Zhaowu turned the suburbs of the capital upside down, and even sent people to follow the false news released by She Zhun, and chased him all the way to Datong, but he couldn't find Feng Ye in the end.

Half a month after the robbery, Yan Sikong finally met She Zhun. He said that Feng Ye's injuries were not healed, so he left without saying goodbye. missing.

Yan Sikong told She Zhun about the black-clothed masked man he met that night, and the two checked their figure and characteristics, and they confirmed that they were the same person.

Since Yan Sikong discovered the existence of this person that night, She Zhun has sent people to investigate for a long time, but they have not found out why. This person is not only strong in martial arts, but also good at hiding his tracks. Who can let Feng Ye, who is a fugitive and should be extremely cautious, leave with him? In the end, the two guessed that maybe it was the dead soldier sent by Feng Ye's uncle who was far away in Datong.

Now that the two of them have left, at least it is safer than hiding in a farm house outside the city, Yan Sikong thought, the sea and the sky are brighter, Feng Ye will be free at last, Wan Yang is right, he believes that Feng Ye will spend his whole life for the Feng family Revenge, at this point, he and Feng Ye are the same kind of person.

And he, finally, can give all he has to fight Xie Zhongren to the death.

Because he has nothing to worry about in this life.

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The next volume will gradually turn from the temple to the battlefield. I am so looking forward to it, and I can’t wait to share with you what kind of story it is!

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