The Blood Crown

Yan Sikong said coldly: "What does this mean?"

"When I was young, I naively thought that if I wanted to marry you in the future, I would not hesitate to disobey my father for you." Feng Ye mocked, "Of course I won't be so stupid now, but tomorrow I will marry a plain girl. The girl I haven't met is getting married, and I want to marry you before her."

Yan Sikong shook Xipa's hand: "You are going to marry your first wife soon, which one is this now?"

"Fulfill my wish when I was young." Feng Ye said coldly, "I am so obsessed with you because I was young and frivolous, and made bold words. I will do the same for what you didn't give me and what you owed me. Get it back the same."

Yan Sikong threw Xipa back, gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Ye, don't you think you are ridiculous?"

Feng Ye's face was grim: "Yes, I'm ridiculous. The boy who was obsessed with you was even more ridiculous. He treated you wholeheartedly. What did you give him? Fortunately, now that he has grown up, he knows what he wants, and he can take it away. You can grab it, but you can't bear it or ask for it, otherwise you will just be trampled and used. Do you want to know how I plan to deal with you?"

Yan Sikong stared at Feng Ye firmly.

"Before I enter the imperial city, you don't even think about leaving the prison. You don't have the slightest chance to cooperate with the enemy. If I lose, I will kill you and be buried with me. If I win, I want you to do nothing but do it for the rest of your life." My male favorite. I wanted you to take back the world for me, and I promised you the supreme power, but you didn't eat or drink fine wine, and you dared to betray me because of Chen Yu. From now on, you can only say to me , listen, count, follow."

Yan Sikong took a step back secretly, he really wanted to escape from this person, this person showed a frightening madness in front of him.

Feng Ye held up the hipa: "Put it on and marry me."

Yan Sikong stared at Feng Ye viciously.

"I tied you up, and it's the same."

Yan Sikong took the Xipa slowly, and put it on his head stiffly.

The moment his vision was blocked, Yan Sikong felt pain piercing his heart.

He had fantasized about this moment, and he was even ashamed to admit that, as a man, he had fantasized about this moment, it wasn't about getting married, he just fantasized about how to stay together with Feng Yechang.

Now he and Feng Ye are going to do such sad, pathetic, and ridiculous things in prison?This is really unprecedented, this is really a ridiculous joke in the world!

"Kneel down." Feng Ye's voice became hoarse, implying the slightest pain.

Enduring the pain of suffocation, Yan Sikong knelt down on his knees.

Feng Ye also knelt down: "One obeisance, heaven and earth."

Yan Sikong bowed tremblingly, he obviously didn't want to do such absurd things, but there seemed to be a hand in the dark, pulling him to move.

"Second obeisance to the high hall." Feng Ye took a deep breath and said softly.

The two turned to the northeast and knelt down to their parents who had passed away for a long time.

Finally, they kneel facing each other.

Feng Ye stared blankly at Yan Sikong who was covered with a red hijab, tears streaming down his face.

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye's knee from under the red hijab, and seemed to be trembling slightly.

The two looked at each other silently.

The huge grief was like a rushing tide, completely submerging the two of them. In this narrow prison cell, there was almost no place for people to breathe, and the saddest thing was that neither of them could feel that the other had How painful.

Feng Ye quietly wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and said in a deep voice, "Husband and wife...worship."

Yan Sikong clenched his fists, and slowly lowered his head.

Something shattered inside them, blood flowed all over the place, and they couldn't put together their original shape anymore.

If this is really a wedding, it is probably the most hopeless wedding in the world.

After worshiping, Feng Ye stretched out his hand and grabbed Xipa's hem, but he didn't dare to lift it for a long time.

When the red hijab is lifted, the two of them will return from their dreams to reality. If time can stop here...

Feng Ye gritted his teeth and opened it violently.

A blush flashed across the eyes of the two, and then the other's face came into sight.At that moment, they seemed to see each other when they were young, with that young and childish face, with a sweet and affectionate smile, saying the eternal oath of ignorance and fearlessness, regardless of his changing situation and the impermanence of people.

The most painful thing in this world is that people will never be young again.

Yan Sikong held back the tears that were about to burst, and looked at Fengye without blinking.

Feng Ye took two glasses of wine and handed one to Yan Sikong.

Forget it, Yan Sikong thought, at this moment, even if it was a cup of dove wine, he would not hesitate.

He took the wine glass, intertwined arms with Feng Ye, brought the carnival wine to his lips, and drank it down in one gulp!

The spicy wine entered his throat and burned Yan Sikong's heart, liver, spleen and stomach. He woke up from the illusion, threw the wine glass, stood up abruptly, and turned his back: "Have you had enough fun? You can go gone."

Feng Ye also stood up, and gently pulled the jade belt around his waist: "Tonight is the wedding ceremony for you and me."

Yan Sikong turned around and stared at Feng Ye viciously: "Are you a beast?"

"That's right, I've lived in the animal's den since I was a child." Feng Ye said expressionlessly, "Did you forget that I just said how to deal with you? Traitor, why should I keep you and the life of your loyal servant? This is your only use."

Hatred burst out of Yan Sikong's eyes.

Feng Ye raised his chin: "Take off your clothes and go to bed."

Yan Sikong said hoarsely: "Feng Ye, you make me sick."

Feng Ye smiled cruelly: "That's very good. If I make you happy, wouldn't it be cheap for you? Ali is so big, and ordinary people die after scraping two thousand knives. He may last for a long time. Do you want to see it?" ?”

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye with blood-red eyes, and he untied his clothes indifferently and stiffly.

Feng Ye pushed him down on the couch, his slender fingers brushed across his cheeks, and finally landed on his neck, gently holding that slender neck.

With such a thin and white neck, as long as you use a little force...

Yan Sikong looked at Fengye fearlessly, and even had some expectation in his heart. If Fengye killed him like this, it would be the end of his troubles for the rest of his life, which was obviously a relief.

Feng Ye grabbed his neck, and suddenly asked with a ferocious face: "No matter how I treat you, I can't get your sincerity back once. Yan Sikong, do you have a heart?"

Yan Sikong's chest rose and fell forcefully: "... I have."

Gave it to one person and was crushed to pieces.

Feng Ye violently ripped off his clothes, tore open his body, and frantically possessed him over and over again.

This weird "bridal chamber wedding night" was full of grief, anger, hatred, provocation, brutality, madness, and conquest, sweeping the bodies of the two of them, and falling into a bottomless abyss of despair.