The Blood Crown

After the whipping was over, Yan Sikong was already unconscious, his blood-stained skin felt as if it was being burned, and he felt indescribable pain with every breath. In late winter and early spring, the sweat on his face flowed like a stream Dripping down, the sweat on his body was even more mixed with blood, completely piercing the white underwear.

The jailer took off the glaring bloody coat, carefully folded it ironically, and put it in a silk bag.

Shen Hexuan looked at the bruised body, his eyes were dim and deep, elusive, and he said in a low voice: "General Que, Shen admires your loyalty and courage, but you have little integrity but no great righteousness, and an outstanding general talent You used it to follow the rebels, and tens of thousands of Dasheng soldiers died in vain under your hands. It is really hateful, pity, and deplorable. This whipping punishment is considered to have been received by you on behalf of the master. If this bloody coat can attract Feng Ye Feng Xiang, you can live a few more days, if he abandons you, your head will be hung on the tower in a few days to warn the world."

Yan Sikong barely opened his red and swollen eyes, and stared at Shen Hexuan viciously: "I...deserved to die." He was thinking in his heart, how to let Shen Hexuan die.

Shen Hexuan was slightly surprised, why did that look look familiar?But after all, he had already seen Que Wang, so he didn't think much about it. He shook his head, said no more, and told the jailer, "Give him some medicine, don't die."

"Yes."

Shen Hexuan took the bloody coat, took one last look at Yan Sikong, turned and left.

Several jailers carried Yan Sikong into the cell, and hastily applied the medicine. Yan Sikong was so painful that he was almost on the verge of coma, and could only be manipulated by them, but he still didn't dare to close his eyes, for fear that the jailer would take advantage of it. He fell asleep and took off his mask.

Fortunately, those jailers didn't have many hands, but their mouths were not idle. One of them looked at Yan Sikong, thinking that he had passed out, and joked: "This is a hard bone. After thirty lashes, my lips are bitten to pieces." I just didn't make a sound."

"The well-known Masked General is not just for nothing." Another person said, "I don't know what kind of face is hidden under this mask. I'm curious."

"Don't be mean, let the prince know, and watch your head carefully."

"How dare I." The jailer said, "Look at him, and look at that Yuan, tsk tsk." His tone was full of contempt.

Yan Sikong trembled all over, managed to gather a sliver of consciousness, and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Which name is Yuan? What's wrong?"

"It's the leading general who was ambushed by Dazipo in the first wave. His name is Yuan or something. Hey, we don't know if we are not in the Eastern District. My brother in the Eastern District said that the man surnamed Yuan has been howling today. He wants to see Lord Yan. If Lord Yan doesn't go, he will reveal some secrets."

"What's the secret?"

"How would I know, the lord handed over this man to Lord Yan to deal with, and when Lord Yan wakes up tomorrow, someone will go and report it." The jailer said disdainfully, "I think he wants to betray the master for glory."

"If you want to talk about betraying the master and asking for glory..." Another jailer sneered, "Who can compare to Master Yan."

"Shhh...you can control the door with your mouth, do you want to die? Look at Madam Qi's face, and think about those rumors, you still don't understand."

"Is it really..."

Hearing these words, Yan Si's breath became unsteady, and he couldn't even care about the severe pain on his body for a while.It's only been a few days, Yuan Shaoxu can't stand it anymore?If he wanted to exchange the Feng Family Army's military intelligence for freedom, given his rank, he wouldn't be able to say anything fatal, but if he wanted to threaten himself and Yuan Nanyu's identities...

For a long time, because of the kindness of the Yuan family to him, he has never been able to kill Yuan Shaoxu, even though what Yuan Shaoxu did to him is enough to be killed countless times by him, and it is his life to keep Yuan Shaoxu as a dog It was an irrevocable compromise, if Yuan Shaoxu really endangered his and Yuan Nanyu's lives, he would no longer show mercy, and he could only go underground to plead guilty to Yuan Mao in the future.

But even if he wanted to kill Yuan Shaoxu now, how should he do it?

If Shen Hexuan really persuaded Prince Ning's son to go to Huai'an to lobby the King of Han, then Yuan Nanyu would have no reason to leave Pingliang. The goal has been achieved, but Yuan Nanyu can't leave, he has to stay in prison, concealing his identity, and the longer time passes, the easier it is for Yuan Nanyu to reveal his identity.

Even, Shen Hexuan was about to send him to Fengxiang to lure Feng Ye to leave Taiyuan.

All his plans were disrupted by Shen Hexuan!

Under the double blow of physical pain and mental torment, he thought bitterly that it was all because of the benevolence of his woman back then, who spared Shen Hexuan and created such a difficult opponent for himself. , will never make such a mistake again.

The pain deprived him of his sanity little by little, and his worry deepened the torment of his soul and body. Finally, he couldn't resist and passed out.

-

When Yuan Nanyu woke up from his lethargy, the sky was already bright.

His whole body was sore and stiff, his eyes were so swollen that they could barely open two thin slits, his throat was so dry and hoarse that it was difficult to make a sound, when the consciousness was fully restored, the weird dull pain in his lower body immediately took away all his thoughts.

Crazy and unbearable memories of last night emerged in front of his eyes one after another. He was like a zombie whose soul had been sucked out, unable to move at all.

He begged God, he recalled repeatedly, he discerned carefully, he hoped that everything was just a nightmare, but the clear pain told him that those were real.

He is an imposing man, and was raped by a man...

Yuan Nanyu bit his lips fiercely, tears of humiliation and hatred lingered in the slits of his eyes, he raised his hand and wiped them away vigorously, unwilling to shed a tear for such a shameful humiliation, otherwise, it would be like he lost.

Everything that happened last night, starting with the bowl of pear soup that killed a thousand swords, filled his heart with hatred.

It's not that he didn't know Chen Kui's plan for Yan Sikong, but he never expected that the woman, as Chen Kui's concubine, would do such crazy and shameless things, and he just lacked love for weak women. Be wary, even if you ask him to think about it a thousand or ten thousand times, he will definitely never think that he will encounter this!

Now his mind is filled with the filthy images of himself and Chen Yu, and his shameless appearance under the medicine, which makes him wish to kill himself, and makes him want to cut Qi Manbi and Chen Yu into pieces!

Thousands of cuts!

Yuan Nanyu reluctantly got up from the bed regardless of the pain, he wanted to kill Qi Manbi, he wanted to kill Chen Kui, he wanted to...

The arms supporting his body went limp, and he rolled off the bed, hit his head on the step stool, and stared at him immediately.

He was lying on his back on the icy ground, wishing he could just leave it in the world for others, a man like him was humiliated like this, how could he live with dignity? !

Chen Kui, Chen Kui, Chen Kui!

Yuan Nanyu let himself imagine thousands of ways to take revenge on Chen Kui, but he couldn't erase his face, his voice, his temperature, his body, his touch from his mind, from his body. Stuff accompanied a night of madness, deeply imprinted on the soul with humiliation.

The door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the servant rushed in: "Oh, Lord Yan!" He came over in a hurry, "Why did you fall to the ground?" As he said that, he was about to help Yuan Nanyu.

Yuan Nanyu shouted hoarsely, "Don't touch me!"

The servant said: "The little one is just helping you to bed, otherwise you will catch a cold."

Yuan Nanyu gritted his teeth, and slowly got up from the ground, "Don't touch me." After all, he has a solid kung fu foundation, and he has recovered a lot at this time, and moved back to the bed by himself.

"My lord, I will wait for you to wash..."

"roll."

"small……"

"roll!"

"Yes, yes." The servant nodded repeatedly and backed out.

Yuan Nanyu was lying on his side on the bed, his fists were clenched tightly, and pain and murderous intent shot out from his eyes.

Master Yan.

Yes, he is now "Master Yan". If he hadn't been pretending to be "Master Yan", he wouldn't have suffered all of this. He would rather suffer from prison and torture than suffer such humiliation.

But who can blame this?

Did he, Yuan Nanyu, spend his whole life because of Yan Sikong's disaster?

The first time, he was exiled to the Northwest in place of him, almost died and lost his memory. The second time, he was bullied by a man in his place.

Yuan Nanyu smiled wryly, his eyes became blurred, and his chest was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe.

No matter, no matter, if this is his fate, he also admits it, who calls them brothers, how can manpower defy this fateful arrangement?

Even if he feels sorry for himself, it won't help, at least they are still alive now.Only by living can he avenge himself and make up for all the mistakes he made. No matter what happened last night, he refrained from revealing his identity just to survive.

He must live.

-

Yan Sikong was sometimes unconscious and sometimes awake in prison, and even developed a fever in the middle of the night. Fortunately, he was physically strong, and for an ordinary person, he would have lost half his life if he didn't die.

Just like that, a few days later, he got the news that he would be sent to Fengxiang.

In this way, it means that Feng Ye is going to Fengxiang.

He didn't believe that Feng Ye would seek peace from the imperial court. Whether it was negotiating peace with Chen Yu or submitting to the imperial court, it was probably a tactic to slow down the army. With Feng Ye's high heart, he would not bow his head unless he died. If outsiders don't understand this point, see Seeing that Feng Ye was surrounded by enemies at this time, he might hesitate, but he was sure that it was all fake.

And because Feng Ye attached great importance to Yuan Nanyu, he agreed to Chen Kui's condition and came to Fengxiang to pick him up in person, which was also within his expectation. On the contrary, it was unwise to rush to attack Taiyuan. What about trapped in Fengxiang?Not to mention whether it can be trapped or not, even if it can be trapped, how can Taiyuan be captured overnight.

Feng Ye's plan to seek peace from the imperial court really forced Shen Hexuan and Chen Kui to fight even if they were not prepared.

Now whoever has the upper hand will have more chances.