The Blood Crown

Feng Ye ordered someone to prepare a table of Yan Sikong's favorite food, forcing him to eat a lot. The two of them would not confront each other if they didn't mention Chen Kui for a while, but the undercurrent hidden under the calm appearance made Yan Sikong feel An inescapable oppression.

Even when he was serving Xie Zhongren, he had never been so trembling.

After dinner, it was getting late at night, Feng Ye insisted on sleeping with Yan Sikong in his arms, but Yan Sikong was actually too tired to open his eyes, so he had to cheer up to deal with him.

But Feng Ye just hugged him, didn't do anything more, and even scolded him for being too thin.

Only then did Yan Sikong gradually relax, no matter what, the warmth and strength of that hug were real.

He only heard Feng Ye say in his ear: "If you move to the mansion, you don't have to hide your identity anymore, everyone knows it anyway."

Yan Sikong is naturally aware that all kinds of rumors about his rebellion have already been rampant. In addition, he has betrayed Yan Zilian and Xie Zhongren. Although the capital city is thousands of miles away, it is the most well-informed place in the world.

Therefore, there is really no need for him to hide anymore, he can appear in the sun with a big face, and accept the people in the world who spurn him openly and secretly.

Yan Sikong said: "I want to see two people."

"Who."

"Shen Hexuan and Feng Xiang."

Needless to say, Shen Hexuan, Feng Xiang was the general of the [-] guards sent by the imperial court to protect him, now one of them is in Maoren, the other is in Qianzhou, to be precise, both are in prison.

Shen Hexuan has a strong personality, even if he dies by a thousand swords, he would not be able to rebel, but Feng Xiangning would rather die than surrender because his family members are all in the capital.

"If you want to see them, turn around and tell me." Feng Ye ordered.

Yan Sikong had no choice but to turn around, facing Feng Ye, looking into his deep eyes: "I want to see Shen Hexuan and Feng Xiang, please allow me, the Wolf King."

Feng Ye's big hand ran over Yan Sikong's hair: "Kiss me."

Yan Sikong sighed secretly, leaned his face over, and softly kissed Feng Ye's lips, Feng Ye also kissed back softly, neither predatory nor forceful, as if he only wanted this kiss, rather than something more.

The two separated panting lightly, Yan Sikong could hear his heart beating wildly, so he quietly moved back an inch, lest Feng Ye would hear it.

Feng Ye licked his lips, with a lazy expression, obviously satisfied, he said: "Yes. They have been in prison for almost a year, and I will order them to be taken to Datong tomorrow."

"Did you treat them well?"

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "I'm not hungry, I'm not tortured, it's already kind."

"Thank you, Wolf King."

Feng Ye tightened his arms, bringing him closer to himself: "What do you want to do? If these two could surrender, they would have surrendered long ago."

"It can't be lowered, and it may not be useless."

"...Aren't you tired, don't go to bed quickly, and still think about this."

Yan Sikong yawned lightly: "Yes."

Feng Ye rubbed the corners of Yan Sikong's eyes lightly with his fingertips: "You have wrinkles."

"I'm in my thirties, I'm not young anymore." Speaking of this, Yan Sikong felt a little emotional, time flies, time flies, the scene of youth seems to be still yesterday, in the blink of an eye, half of life has passed.Sometimes looking back suddenly, I have to think for a long time, how, how did he get to where he is today.

Feng Ye frowned: "You are neither young nor as good-looking as when you were young, and you are more than ten years older than Chen Yu, why should he miss you."

"He just relied on me because his concubine passed away."

"No." Feng Ye resolutely vetoed, "You were injured and fell off the horse that year in Chun Lie. I am most familiar with the way he looked at you. You... are born to bewitch people."

Yan Sikong showed weakness: "Are we really going to continue talking?"

Feng Ye pursed his lips and tried his best to suppress the jealousy that had lingered in his heart for a long time. He buried his face in Yan Sikong's hair and sniffed the elegant saponin fragrance: "I don't like people thinking about you. It's disgusting to marry a concubine who looks like you." A strong disgust flashed across his face.

Yan Sikong thought to himself, if Feng Ye knew that Chen Kui had even absurdly proposed to make him a male queen, it might turn the world upside down. Because of this, he couldn't let Feng Ye know about it. For important moves, he will not let Feng Ye get carried away.

Seeing Yan Sikong's silence, Feng Ye took a breath: "If it wasn't for him being useful, I would never keep him. If he has unreasonable thoughts about you in the future, you have to tell me, you know?"

"Ah."

Feng Ye said coldly: "Everything he has today depends on you and me, he'd better be self-aware."

"He has." Yan Sikong thought of Chen Kui's kneeling, but it wasn't because of his self-knowledge.

It's just that Chen Yu is getting older and can no longer be a child who can be manipulated at will, but even if things are unsatisfactory, he can't retreat, because unsatisfactory is the ordinary life. In that unsatisfactory situation, we must carve out a way to go on.

In the future, let's make more mentions to Chen Yu.

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After returning to Datong, life was much more comfortable than in Zhongqing. He didn't have to hide or hide, and he was able to move freely throughout Datong.

As for those criticisms behind the scenes, it was not as bad as when he betrayed his sect. After all, he knew all the people in the capital, but here, there were very few.

Feng Ye ordered Shen Hexuan and Feng Xiang to be escorted to Datong, Yan Sikong waited while recuperating his tired body, he was also very worried about Chahar's situation, and wanted to discuss with Fengye twice how to deal with Chahar, but Feng Ye Ye was obviously unwilling to talk more, which made him very puzzled.

It is justifiable to say that Feng Ye guarded against him in the case of Chen Yu, but Chahar is a foreign barbarian, and he is not very popular. Time only became important, he couldn't figure out why Feng Ye was guarding against him.

But he soon knew the reason, because of Yuan Shaoxu's visit.

He knew that Yuan Shaoxu felt guilty because of his and Yuan Nanyu's identities, so even though they served the same master and were brothers in name, Yuan Shaoxu never took the initiative to look for him after that meeting alone. Even if he is encountered in the camp, he should stay far away.

Since he didn't come to the door for nothing, Yan Sikong didn't want to look at him too much, especially when he looked at him with a face that looked like Yuanmao's face and arrogance, so he asked straight to the point: "Brother is here to visit, what advice do you have?"

Yuan Shaoxu obviously didn't want to beat around the bush: "I came to see you to avoid the wolf king, because there is something that the wolf king doesn't want you to know, but I think you should know."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Yan Sikong's intuition is not a good thing, Yuan Shaoxu is determined not to think about him, sometimes he really can't figure out why two brothers of the same mother can be narrow and selfish, and the other is open and generous .

"Did you know that Chahar killed the envoys sent by Feng Ye, but received the envoys sent by the imperial court?"

"I know."

"Then do you know why the imperial court sent envoys again?"

"Isn't it to consolidate the alliance with Chahar?"

"It's true to say so, but it's actually because the Chahar Lion opened his mouth to ask for tribute from the court."

Yan Sikong raised his eyebrows: "I haven't heard of this yet, these barbarians are really pushing their limits."

The so-called tribute refers to the barbarians' request to pay tribute to the heaven. This sounds strange, how can anyone ask for tribute on their own initiative, isn't it so cheap?In fact, the Han people in China have always been a state of respect for etiquette. For thousands of years, most of them were Han empires. When the small barbarian countries around them came to the Central Plains to pay tribute, the court wanted to return the gift, and it had to be doubled or even multiplied. Reflecting the prosperity and prosperity of the Celestial Dynasty, barbarians paid tribute, except for cattle, horses and sheep, which are still useful, and most of them are vulgar and useless dross. Now that Chahar is threatening to pay tribute, even cattle, horses and sheep will only pick on the sick, old and weak , is blatantly false.

The exchange of tribute is the main reason why barbarians from all over the world fought against the Central Plains Empire. They don't do production, they don't know how to farm, they include food, utensils, ceramics, copper and iron, silk, tea, etc., what they want is good Things can either be robbed from the Central Plains or sought from the Central Plains. The imperial court opened up the mutual market, allowing them to freely trade cattle, horses and sheep in the Hetao area. hind legs.

"So the imperial court sent envoys to talk again."

"Isn't this a good thing, why can't you tell me."

"It's not this matter that I can't tell you." Yuan Shaoxu looked around unconsciously, and even though there were no idlers around, he lowered his voice, "The wolf king also wants to talk to Chahar, but how can he not?" Answer Khan..." He stared straight at Yan Sikong, "I want you to be my envoy."

Yan Sikong was startled: "Me?"

"Yes." Yuan Shaoxu said, "This is obviously not what Nadahan meant, but what the court meant."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, this move was well done, he was really stumped for a while, no wonder Feng Ye didn't make any moves and didn't discuss with him.

If he goes there, it will be like a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger, and life and death are at the mercy of fate. The court may use his head as a condition for agreeing to Nada Khan's request for tribute, and Nada Khan will use whether he is an envoy or not as a condition I don't know whether the idea of ​​negotiating with Fengye was from the court or from Chahar, but no matter what, it was insidious enough.

However, Feng Ye didn't let him know, obviously out of consideration for his safety... Thinking of this, he was not only a little distracted.

Yuan Shaoxu stared at Yan Sikong's face without blinking, trying to figure out what he was thinking at this time, but at the same time he was also faintly worried. After all, he told Yan Sikong behind Feng Ye's back.

Yan Sikong hurriedly pulled his thoughts back, he nodded: "Thank you, brother, for telling me."

"What...what are you going to do?" Yuan Shaoxu quickly explained, "Sikong, I definitely don't want you to die, but I just watched the wolf king worry about this matter, but there is no way to deal with it, and the army is also at a standstill. If you want to fight, you will definitely lose your troops, you are so smart, you can always give the wolf king advice."

"Brother did the right thing, we can't let a bunch of savages ride on us."

"Then..." Yuan Shaoxu said, "Sikong, you must not let the wolf king know. I leaked this matter, and Yu'er can't say it."

Yan Sikong smiled faintly: "Don't worry, brother."

He knows what Yuan Shaoxu's wishful thinking is, if he can come up with a plan to get the best of both worlds, of course it's good, if he really takes the risk to go to Chahar as an envoy and never returns, that's even better, and kill him with a knife With this serious worry, the lies he told will never see the light of day, and he is not afraid that he will blow wind at Feng Ye's pillow because of this matter, hindering his future.

Yuan Shaoxu never regarded him as a member of the Yuan family, let alone a brother, and he didn't have any regrets or sadness. He treated Yuan Shaoxu for the sake of the Yuan family, and would not deal with him, that's all. up.

After Yuan Shaoxu left, Yan Sikong shut himself in the study and thought for a long time, and with some confidence in his mind, he got up to see Feng Ye.