The Blood Crown

Under Feng Ye's instruction, Yan Sikong wrote a letter to Shen Hexuan, in which he mentioned that he was first placed under house arrest by Feng Ye in the rebel camp, and after repeated lobbying, Feng Ye finally had the idea of ​​surrendering, but he was worried. There were still many, so he decided to retreat for [-] miles to show his sincerity, and then he would personally write a letter to His Majesty, setting out the conditions for Feng Ye to accept Zhao'an, and asked Shen Hexuan to appease the officials of Qianzhou and stand still for the time being.

So in the early morning of the next day, Feng Ye commanded the soldiers to collect supplies in an orderly manner, pulled out the camp and retreated, opened the way with the vanguard, accompanied by the luggage, and he led the heavy troops to cut off the rear.Even though it was only a planned retreat, and there was almost no chance of chasing troops, Feng Ye still retreated meticulously and in an orderly manner, which was enough to show the strict military discipline of the Feng family army.

Thirty miles does not seem to be much, and it is already a day's journey for the army. The purpose of retreating is to let Emperor Zhaowu see Feng Ye's intentions, think that Yan Sikong's lobbying has worked, and then Zhao'an's conditions, Feng Ye is determined to be a lion Open your mouth wide, so that Yan Sikong will have the opportunity to mediate back and forth between the imperial court and the rebels, and also get in touch with officials of Qianzhou and the Datong Army in a legitimate way.

When setting off, Feng Ye wanted to drive Yan Sikong and Fenghun into the carriage, but Yan Sikong said, "Why do you want to hide Hun'er?"

"The soldiers will be afraid when they see it, and they will startle the horses."

"Then it will scare them. The horses of your Feng family army must get used to working with wolves." Yan Sikong said, "Since you have the title of 'Wolf King', you want to scare people and scare people all over the world." Fear, let people know that the 'Wolf King' is not in vain, Hun'er is the best proof."

Feng Ye took a look at Feng Hun: "Alright."

"Order someone to give Hun'er a pair of light armor." Yan Sikong said again.

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes: "Are you ordering me?"

Yan Sikong said calmly, "How dare you."

"Get in the car." Feng Ye said unhappily.

Yan Sikong got into the carriage.

Feng Ye turned over and rode on Zuihong's back: "Hun'er, follow me."

Fenghun shook his thick fur and followed.

Zui Hong turned her head and let out a ferocious "hiss", Feng Hun also turned her head and bared her fangs, fearing that she might fight at any moment.

Feng Ye whispered: "Don't make trouble!" He clamped the horse's belly lightly and shouted loudly, "Let's go—"

The army has already moved ahead, but the big banner representing the "Wolf King" is following behind. It is the largest, highest and most majestic banner among the three armies. The army was frightened.

Yan Sikong lifted the curtains of the carriage, looked at the blood-red flag flying in the wind ahead, and felt filled with emotion.

Before sunset, the army arrived at the new camp, and the soldiers rebuilt the barracks in an orderly manner.

Fengye's Chinese army tent has been prepared first, Yan Sikong temporarily rests and waits here, Fenghun is still with him, he looked at the map of Hetao for a long time, the thoughts in his mind kept turning, so that He heard footsteps behind him.

However, Fenghun had sensed the coming person early on, but it didn't put on a defensive posture.

Yan Sikong turned around and saw that it was Yuan Nanyu.

Yuan Nanyu looked around subconsciously: "Feng Ye won't let me see you casually, I'll give you something, and I'll leave right away." He was holding a small cloth bag in his hand.

When Yan Sikong saw Yuan Nanyu, he couldn't help thinking of the confrontation with Yuan Shaoxu that day, and his mood was very complicated, but no matter what, he still hoped to see him, after all, he was the brother he owed and loved the most in his life, he said :"what?"

Yuan Nanyu came over, patted Fenghun's head, smiled like teasing a puppy, and said, "Hun'er is really majestic walking in front of the army today."

Yan Sikong was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Yuan Nanyu to be so familiar with Feng Hun, Feng Ye has always only allowed those closest to him to get close to Feng Hun...

He didn't feel much in his heart, but he quickly ignored the past.

Yuan Nanyu stuffed the small cloth bag into Yan Sikong's hand: "Hide it, don't ask Feng Ye to watch."

"This is……"

"Can't you figure it out?"

Yan Sikong weighed it in his hands, and rubbed it carefully. The things in the cloth bag were round and full, which made him feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while, so he opened it and looked, and was stunned.

That bag of hazelnuts.

"This is a hazelnut from Liaodong. When my elder brother went to pick up the army rations, I bought some in Licheng. It is very expensive."

Yan Sikong looked at Yuan Nanyu steadily, and suddenly his nose became slightly sour: "You... remember that I like to eat hazelnuts?"

Yuan Nanyu was stunned: "I just thought, this is something from our hometown, if you like it, that's even better."

"I like it. When I was a child, when autumn came, we would go up the mountain to pick, and we would pick more than anyone else."

"It's a pity that I don't remember..." Yuan Nanyu's tone was full of disappointment, "Liaodong is far from us, and we don't know if we can set foot on our homeland again in this life. This little thing should be remembered."

Yan Sikong forced a smile: "Compared to when you were young, you haven't changed much."

"Really?" Yuan Nanyu opened his mouth to ask something, but immediately remembered that their childhood was an unpleasant memory, so it's worth not mentioning it.

Yan Sikong put Hazelnut into his arms: "Yu... Que Wang, thank you."

"You're welcome, I have no relatives or reason in this world, but now God has given me two brothers, Sikong, regardless of the past, I only hope that in the future, we brothers will work together to assist the wolf king and rectify the name of the Yuan family. To make a life for the common people is to get rid of this suffering and be worthy of being a human being."

Yan Sikong sighed inwardly: "Okay."

"Then I'm leaving." Yuan Nanyu turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait..." Yan Sikong opened his mouth to stop him, but immediately regretted it. He couldn't stop wanting to ask something, but he had an intuition that he shouldn't ask.

"how?"

Yan Sikong secretly clenched his fists: "Fengye... How will you treat me?"

Yuan Nanyu didn't think deeply: "He regards me as a life and death brother, and I also swear to follow him all my life."

"...It's so good." Yan Sikong lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in them.

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Until it got dark, no one came to lead Yan Sikong to his military tent, but Feng Ye came back.

Yan Sikong looked at him silently, not knowing what he wanted to do. Feng Ye was young and strong, and when he was not fighting, he might have nowhere to vent his energy, so he could tirelessly torment him all night. I'm afraid.

Feng Ye walked up to the wooden frame, spread out his arms, and ordered: "Come here and remove my armor."

Yan Sikong walked over, first took off his saber, then took off his pocket from top to bottom, and skillfully took off his cape, breastplate, and plastron one after another, and finally squatted down to remove the greaves.Feng Ye's armor was specially made, weighing 72 catties, including weapons, the load was more than a hundred catties, and the burden of ordinary soldiers was only half of that.

Yan Sikong hung the armor on the stand.

Feng Ye moved his limbs and hugged Yan Sikong from behind.

Yan Sikong's body froze and he didn't dare to move.

Feng Ye whispered in his ear: "I'm tired today too, so I won't torment you."

"I want to go back to my military tent."

"Of course you have to go back. Although I am a rebel mob who rose up, I have strict discipline and there are no women in the army. As the commander, I should set an example and put you in the tent of the Chinese army for my entertainment. How decent is it?"

Yan Sikong was suddenly furious, he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "You compare me to a military prostitute?"

Feng Ye sneered: "To me now, you are nothing more than a male favorite, in my camp, do you still think of yourself as some kind of censor or son-in-law?"

Yan Sikong laughed back angrily: "Humiliating me in every way can make you feel comfortable? Fengye, you are just humiliating yourself."

Feng Ye smiled lowly: "It's okay, I'm no longer the little boy with a heart higher than the sky, and now I have a lot of thick skin. Speaking of it, I have to thank you for the humiliation you gave me back then."

Yan Sikong clenched his fists: "In that case, don't let me go."

"Stay here and serve me dinner." Feng Ye lowered his head, buried the tip of his nose into Yan Sikong's neck, sniffed secretly, and then took a bite on that white and slender neck.

Yan Sikong flinched in pain, Feng Ye let out a series of low smiles, and hugged his thin waist even tighter, as if he was teasing some small thing, that contemptuous attitude made Yan Sikong feel very sad .

Feng Ye's attendant quickly brought in the dinner, and Feng Ye ordered: "Take Hun'er to eat."

After obtaining the order to seal the soul, he got up and followed the attendant.

There were only two people left in the tent, Yan Sikong felt that the air became thicker, picked up the chopsticks, but couldn't taste the food.

Feng Ye put a few slices of meat into his bowl: "Eat more meat, I don't like you being too thin."

Yan Sikong ate a few mouthfuls silently, seemingly reluctantly.

"You want me to feed you?" Feng Ye ordered, "Eat it."

Yan Sikong had no choice but to pick up the bowl and ate with big mouthfuls.He was full of thoughts, but he was already full. Every moment he stayed with Feng Ye was nothing but torture. The goals he had been extremely firm in the past, now and then he felt like retreating, just because he couldn't imagine, Torturing each other like this with Fengye.

After eating, Feng Ye put down the bowl and chopsticks, stared at Yan Sikong as he finished the food in the bowl, and then said: "You can return to Qianzhou after Qianzhou replies."

Yan Sikong's eyes lit up.

Feng Ye's expression changed suddenly: "What, you can't wait to leave me?"

Yan Sikong frowned and said, "Can I stay here forever?"

Feng Ye clenched his fists: "I want you to go back to Qianzhou, just to lobby them and help me win Hetao, if you dare to play tricks...don't forget that you still have brothers in our army."

Yan Sikong's eyes widened: "Are you threatening me with them?"

"Make the best use of everything, I learned from you." Feng Ye didn't care.

"I said earlier that our purpose is the same, as you said, not to help you, but to myself." Yan Sikong said coldly, "If I would run away, I wouldn't send it to my door to humiliate myself in the first place. "

"Bring yourself to shame..." Feng Ye sneered, "Well said, so you know in your heart that you owe me."

"I have already paid off what I owed you." Yan Sikong looked straight into Feng Ye's eyes without fear, "In my heart, we are both settled."

"Two debts?" Feng Ye showed a hideous look on his face, "Don't think about it, I said when you pay it off, when will you pay it off."

Yan Sikong didn't want to talk to him any more, and got up to leave.

Feng Ye grabbed his wrist: "Yan Sikong."

Yan Sikong trembled, he really wanted to scold Feng Ye, don't call him Yan Sikong, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Feng Ye gripped Yan Sikong's wrist in pain, but he didn't realize it, he gritted his teeth: "Did you miss me all these years?"

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, his heart was throbbing with pain, his lips trembled, and after a long while, he said softly: "No."

There is not a day when I don't want to.

The unbearable pain appeared on Feng Ye's face, but he quickly covered it up, and he let go of his hand: "I knew it... Get lost."

Yan Sikong quickly left the tent of the Chinese army.

Feng Ye looked at the leftovers on the table, and was silent for a moment, then suddenly kicked over the low table, and let out a low growl like a trapped animal in his throat.