The Blood Crown

Yan Sikong suddenly felt his heart fall straight from a high place. The warm charcoal fire was burning in the house, but he seemed to be standing naked in the cold winter of March and September, and even his hair was about to freeze.

Feng Ye tensed his cheeks and looked at Yan Sikong without blinking.

Yan Sikong stared blankly at Feng Ye, the two of them were only a table away, but suddenly he couldn't see Feng Ye's face clearly, after all, this face had completely faded away from the youthful youthfulness, and became sharp-edged and serious , became strange to him, he opened his mouth and said softly: "Okay." Then he lowered his head and stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

Feng Ye pursed his lips slightly, and said in a deep voice, "I know you don't want to, but I want to marry a wife and have children after all, and, if you hadn't let Shen Hexuan go, why would you have left trouble until now?"

Yan Sikong let out a low "hmm" again.These days, he could feel Fengye's anger. Indeed, if he hadn't let Shen Hexuan go, Taiyuan wouldn't have been defeated, and it wouldn't have cost so much time and troops to win. Taiyuan, what's more, maybe Feng Ye even blamed him for going to Yunnan to support Chen Kui.

It's just that Feng Ye didn't say it out, but how smart he is, how could he not feel it.Today is so blunt, but is it venting anger?

"What's more... what's more, you have already married Wan Yang and have a daughter." Feng Ye's tone was somewhat suppressed and hasty, and he didn't know whether he wanted to persuade Yan Sikong or himself.

Yan Sikong raised his head, but did not look at Feng Ye: "The wolf king is wise."

Feng Ye said angrily: "Don't call me 'Wolf King' in such a mocking tone!"

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, and said calmly: "You want to marry a wife and have children, and carry on the family line, when did I stop you? There are three unfilial acts, and having no descendants is the biggest. You can't let the ancestors of the Feng family down."

Feng Ye clenched his fists: "...Yes."

"That's it." Yan Sikong said, "Now that you are married to King Yong's daughter, you will be like a tiger with wings added, so you won't be afraid of Chen Kui's rebellion, and you will enter the capital in the future. There are so many princes, just pick anyone who is obedient. I said you are wise, where is the ridicule?"

Feng Ye gritted his teeth: "It's great that you can be like this, but why don't you dare to look at me?"

Hearing the words, Yan Sikong hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his eyes to look at Feng Ye, his eyes were quiet and deep, like an elusive sea: "I just don't know one thing."

"Say."

"Could it be that Yong Wang just remembered that he has a daughter, and he didn't know that you only have a concubine and no wife. When did he propose the marriage? Was it before we attacked Taiyuan?"

Feng Ye didn't speak.

Yan Sikong nodded: "Could it be that you are afraid that I have two intentions, so you keep hiding it from me?" He only felt cold in his heart, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe well.

Feng Ye said in a deep voice: "You are overthinking, it was after Taiyuan was captured that King Yong made this proposal."

Yan Sikong reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips into a smile: "That's good. It's a happy event for you to marry a wife and have children. Why don't I want to? The daughter of King Yong is in the same family as you, and you need the help of King Yong. You can't ask for your help. Sa Ren is so negligent, we need to prepare for the wedding as soon as possible, as soon as possible, don't let King Yong get wind of it and go back on his word."

"I've already been hired." Feng Ye said coldly.

Yan Sikong was stuck in his throat, his eyes were dim, and his heart was already full of anxiety, so he just whispered: "Okay." He stood up, "I still have some things to do, so I will step back first."

"Stop." Feng Ye's face was gloomy, "You...would you blame me?"

Yan Sikong froze on the spot for a long time before he said coldly: "Fengye, you and I are no longer ignorant of youth, the love of children is always in my heart, and it has never had much weight. Are you marrying Sa Ren or the princess?" , as long as it can bring you benefits, I don't care."

"Yes." Feng Ye's sharp eyes were full of resentment, "As long as I can give you military power and help you get what you want, it doesn't matter to you, does it?"

Yan Sikong sneered, he didn't mean to laugh, but he really found it ridiculous: "Here again, why is it you who married the wife, but you always blame me?"

"Because I hate you when I see your calm and breezy appearance!" Feng Ye said sharply.

"Then what do you want from me? Begging you not to marry a wife?" Yan Sikong was still smiling, "Will you promise me?"

The muscles on Feng Ye's face twitched, and the veins appeared on his forehead, obviously holding back something.

"You won't, and if I really do that, you will ask me why I can marry Wan Yang." Yan Sikong took a deep breath, his heart was so cold that he seemed to be unable to beat, "Feng Ye, I am here with you People around you are always to blame, if you really can't get over the hurdle in your heart, I will leave Taiyuan and go to guard Qingyang for you."

"How dare you!" Feng Ye's eyes were red, "If you dare to leave my side for half a step, I will never let you go."

Yan Sikong stared at Feng Ye, feeling tired and helpless, and said weakly: "It's all up to the wolf king." He pushed open the door and walked into the cold wind without looking back.

Feng Ye closed his eyes and slumped on the back of the chair. The wolf king who was always ruthless and majestic in front of others now had sadness written all over his face.

-

In Taiyuan City, preparations for Feng Ye's big wedding began.

The soldiers of the three armies were all overjoyed. After all, Fengye was already in his twenties. An ordinary aristocratic man would look for a good partner after he was 15 years old. He should get married when he was sixteen. A man eats and sleeps together, if he hadn't been of high status, no one except Feng Changyue would have dared to speak of him, and I don't know how many obscenities would have passed into his ears.

However, Yan Sikong couldn't escape those strange attitudes toward people who were not close to Feng Ye.King Yong's daughter is no better than Sa Ren, she is the princess appointed by the emperor himself, and also Feng Ye's wife, Feng Ye can't neglect the princess because of King Yong's face, so, how can it continue Leave Yan Sikong in the bedroom?

Regardless of Yan Sikong's great wisdom and military exploits, he has a bad reputation and is always unpopular. Many people are waiting to see his jokes.

On this day, Yuan Nanyu couldn't help but come to Yan Sikong, and first talked about him, but it was useless for a long time.

Yan Sikong said a little impatiently: "If you have something to say, just say it directly, between you and my brother, why bother to cover it up."

Yuan Nanyu wondered: "The wolf king is going to marry a wife, are you... are you okay?"

"How many men don't marry wives? That's you, you are alone, and you don't listen to anyone's persuasion." Yan Sikong complained, "You don't want someone who knows the cold and the hot, and you don't want to give yourself Do you want to stay later?"

"What are you doing with me?" Yuan Nanyu frowned, "You really don't care?"

"There is nothing to care about." Yan Sikong said calmly, "My daughter is almost two years old, can the wolf king cut off the blood of the Feng family? It's really strange for you to ask such a question. "

Yuan Nanyu sighed: "Sikong, I really...do not understand you."

"...Why do you bother to delve into things that even I don't understand." Yan Sikong pretended to be relaxed, "However, what I just said is true, you and I are the same age, you are now thirty-two, why is it so late? Not getting married? If you hadn’t had a good friend in Hongcui Building in Qingyang, I would have wondered if you also had the habit of cutting sleeves.”

Yuan Nanyu laughed dryly: "You know even this."

"Of course I know." Yan Sikong sighed softly, "I also know that when you were young, you wandered around the rivers and lakes and got used to a life of wandering. Letting you settle down and start a career seems to bind you, but you have to stay behind after all, right? .”

Yuan Nanyu shook his head: "Sikong, you don't understand. I lost my memory, I don't remember my ancestors, I don't remember my biological parents, making me a rootless person, as if... I have nothing to do with this world, Therefore, there is no idea of ​​passing on the family line and continuing the incense."

Yan Sikong felt bitter. If Yuanmao knew that his two sons, one was small and resourceful, and the other was rootless, how sad it would be. He was disappointed and said: "Then you... plan to go on like this?"

"I don't know either." Yuan Nanyu scratched his hair and laughed again, "It's strange to say that I am in my thirties now, but I always feel that I am still young. Maybe I am really immature. Thinking of assisting the Wolf King to accomplish great things, one day he will become famous, and it will not be too late to talk about life-long events. Besides, I have never met a woman who makes my heart beat."

Yan Sikong joked: "The girl from the Hongcui Building..."

Yuan Nanyu laughed and said, "Stop teasing me."

Yan Sikong also laughed.

Yuan Nanyu saw Yan Sikong's smile, the shadow on his face lessened, and he sighed in his heart. He couldn't help persuading him: "Sikong, if you are unhappy, you don't have to hide it. You can tell me. Although we have no Blood relationship, but you and I are so alike, although I have forgotten everything, but in my heart, I really regard you as a brother, do you understand? I think you are my only relative. "

Yan Sikong was so moved that he couldn't help but took off Yuan Nanyu's mask, and held his hand: "In my heart, you are not my brother. In this troubled world, I can still be with you." Reunion, no matter how many hardships I have endured, I still feel that God has a little mercy for me after all."

Yuan Nanyu said firmly: "My brother, you and I will definitely make contributions with the Wolf King, and your name will be recorded in the annals of history."

-

Seeing that the weather was getting colder and colder, Feng Ye's wedding date was set on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the internal affairs officer was very busy.

But Feng Ye and Yan Sikong were only busy training soldiers, hoarding food, and spying on intelligence, and they didn't dare to be careless at all.

At this time, Shen Hexuan should have arrived in Yongzhou, and if Chen Kui replied to Yan Sikong's letter, the letter should have already been on his way. Yan Sikong would not let go of any disturbance, and was trying to figure out the thoughts of all walks of life every day.

Since the turbulent conversation that day, the two have hardly met each other again, and even if they did meet, they would discuss serious matters with everyone.

Yan Sikong heard the servants in the mansion secretly ridiculing him for "falling out of favor", but he just laughed it off and didn't bother to care about it.

One night, Feng Ye came to his study suddenly without warning, with a straight face, he asked bluntly: "Is there any news from Yongzhou?"

"Not yet, what about the imperial court?" Yan Sikong's expression remained the same, as if everything before had never happened.

"We are looking for someone to inquire, but it is difficult to find out the exact news."

Yan Sikong nodded: "This is a big matter, and it must be kept top secret."

Feng Ye stared straight at Yan Sikong: "Where's the bear cloak I gave you?"

"It's just winter, and it's not that cold yet." Yan Sikong felt that Fengye was standing tall and tall in his room, and there was an inexplicable sense of oppression. In order to relieve it, he asked, "I haven't seen you for a long time, it's getting cold , won’t you bring its little wolf back to the mansion?”

"No, only after passing the test of the cold winter can one become a real wolf, Hun'er will take care of them." Feng Ye's eyes lit up, "You miss them, I'll take you to see them."

"No need." Yan Sikong said quickly, "I know they are fine as long as they are well. There are so many things to do every day that I can't get away. After a busy day, the wolf king should go back and rest early."

Feng Ye frowned: "Are you chasing me?"

Yan Sikong didn't speak.

"Even if I marry a wife and take a concubine, you are still mine. This will never change, understand."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, suppressed himself, and whispered: "Understood."

Feng Ye took a few steps closer and reached out to touch his face, but he turned his head slightly, and Feng Ye's hand froze in midair.

Feng Ye pulled him into his arms and held him tightly.

Yan Sikong didn't struggle, he never liked wasting effort in vain.

Feng Ye pressed close to his ear and said word by word: "You are not allowed to refuse me."

"...don't dare."

A ruthless look flashed in Feng Ye's eyes, he pushed him away and walked away.