The Blood Crown

"How could it be you?!" Feng Ye hadn't recovered from the shock yet, seeing Yan Sikong's weak appearance, his heart clenched into a ball.

Yan Sikong pulled the corners of his lips lightly, and said vaguely: "The wolf king... is disappointed."

Feng Ye leaned closer again, he stretched out his trembling hand, but he didn't dare to touch the person in front of him, for fear that it would be like those countless dreams, and he would wake up as soon as he moved.His hands were frozen in mid-air, and he said in a hoarse voice, "...who did it?"

Yan Sikong barely held his eyelids: "Que Wang is still in their hands."

"Why is this happening? Why are you being tortured, why are you here, and Que Wang is still in Pingliang?"

"I changed identities with Que Wang and wanted to help him escape, but Shen Hexuan... disrupted the plan."

"Shen Hexuan." Feng Ye gritted his teeth, "He tortured you?"

"He's dead." Yan Sikong closed his eyes, "I killed him with my own hands."

Feng Ye lowered his hand, pounded heavily on the bed, his eyes were red, "This is what you want? Run away from me regardless of everything, and then make yourself like this, come back half dead?!"

"I don't want to come back." Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye with no emotion in his eyes, "I just want to save my brother."

"You, no, think, come back." Feng Ye said word by word, "You want to stay by Chen Kui's side, you want to help Chen Kui deal with me." His chest heaved violently , He has never felt that breathing is such a difficult thing, but now between breathing in and out, there is pain that cannot be ignored.

Yan Sikong gave a weary smile, and turned his face away: "Whatever you say, it's... what it is, between you and me, a word is superfluous."

Feng Ye pinched his jaw and forced him to face himself, the high heat from his close skin made him unbearable, but Yan Sikong's indifferent expression made his blood surge, and he blurted out: "You Are you trying to force me to kill you?"

Feng Ye's hands are cool, so comfortable, Yan Sikong thought.This hand once gave him warm comfort, and also pushed him into the cold abyss, now that they have touched again, but it is impossible to have a soul bond, he said softly: "Then let's do it. "

Feng Ye's thin lips twitched, his expression was a bit distorted, he couldn't see Yan Sikong's injuries, he couldn't accept that this pale, haggard, bleak person was the one in his memory, he didn't even dare to use force, For fear of breaking this frail body.

But why, even at this time, this mouth still refuses to show weakness!

Feng Ye let go of his hand dejectedly, but pressed his fingertips against Yan Sikong's cheek intentionally or unintentionally, even if he could only absorb a trace of the warmth that belonged to this person, he was silent for a moment, and whispered: "What's wrong with Que Wang, Is he safe?"

"For the time being." Yan Sikong said in a hoarse voice, "He pretended to be me, but I don't know when he will be exposed by...ahem..."

Panic flashed in Feng Ye's eyes: "Needless to say, you should heal your wounds first... You listen to me, you are not allowed to die, you have to bring Que Wang back to me intact."

Yan Sikong's consciousness has become increasingly blurred. He wanted to tell Fengye his plan, but he was losing the strength to move his lips. He just looked at Fengye, quietly, without revealing any thoughts, After all, just looking at it doesn't count that he lost anything.

Then he let himself fall into a coma.

Feng Ye sat aside, staring at Yan Sikong stiffly, without moving for a long time.

He had lost a lot of weight, his cheeks were sunken, his face was so pale that he couldn't even find a trace of blood, he must have suffered a lot these days.

Feng Ye hesitated and stretched out his hand again, and gently placed his palm on Yan Sikong's forehead, it was alive and hot.

Feng Ye's eye circles became hot, and he lowered his head weakly. He caressed his thin cheeks, and a strange thought popped into his mind. If Yan Sikong just fell asleep peacefully like this, maybe it would be fine. Neither will leave.

He just sat beside Yan Sikong, accompanied by the sleeping man, from dawn to dusk.

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Yan Sikong had not slept so deeply and peacefully for a long time. His body and mind, which had endured too much torture, seemed to have suddenly fallen into a soft fairy cloud, and he was unwilling to wake up no matter what.

But the voice coming from his ears became more and more clear, forcing him to open his sleepy eyes.

The people around him were all doctors, and he could feel that the mask had returned to his face.

Someone cleaned his wound, someone washed his hair with warm water and wiped his body.

And Feng Ye was sitting in the corner of the military tent, watching quietly.

"General, you are awake." The man who served him said in surprise, "Wolf King, the general is awake."

Feng Ye stood up abruptly, and strode over. He took the water from the servant's hand, dipped it with his fingertips, and gently wiped it on Yan Sikong's lips.

After treating the wound, the doctor went to the side to decoct medicine, and said: "Wolf King, let the general eat and drink something first, and then take the decoction after half an hour. The general is strong and will recover."

"Okay, bring the food here, and then you all go down."

Yan Sikong regained some strength, and his body was numb, so he wanted to sit up. Seeing this, Feng Ye helped him to get up gently, and leaned his back on the soft pillow.

The doctor and the attendants all went down.

Yan Sikong opened his mouth: "Water." His throat was dry and sore, and he made an inhuman sound.

Feng Ye took off his mask, and brought the cup to his lips: "Drink carefully."

Yan Sikong gulped it down, but he used too much force and accidentally touched the wound. He grunted in pain, choked on the water, and coughed violently, so the wounds of whips scrambled for pain.

Feng Ye frowned, put the water glass aside, and blamed: "I told you to be careful."

Finally stopped coughing, Yan Sikong let out a long breath, leaned half body on his back, gasping for breath.

Feng Ye took a bowl of porridge: "Eat the rice."

Yan Sikong stretched out his hand, but Feng Ye avoided it: "I'll feed you."

"No need." Without raising his eyes, Yan Sikong took the bowl and spoon from Feng Ye, and began to eat slowly.

Feng Ye pursed his lips and looked at Yan Sikong without blinking.

After Yan Sikong finished eating a bowl of porridge, he consciously recovered a bit, and then he had the strength to meet Feng Ye's gaze, and said calmly: "There is no need to mention other things, now we must find a way to rescue Que Wang. "

Feng Ye didn't speak, his expression was as motionless as ice.

Yan Sikong was about to open his mouth again, but Feng Ye suddenly said, "Has Chen Kui ever touched you?"

Yan Sikong was stunned.

"You took the initiative to go to him, right? He still relies so much on you? What good did he promise you, and what did you promise him?" Feng Yeyue said, the deeper the voice, the sharper the eyes.

"You just..."

"Has he ever touched you?" Feng Ye's eyes stared at Yan Sikong like a wolf, "Did you use yourself to exchange power with Chen Yu like you did with me?"

Yan Sikong felt as if his heart was suffocating, he squeezed out two words between his teeth: "No, yes."

Feng Ye's tense shoulders relaxed imperceptibly.

Yan Sikong suppressed the humiliation and resentment: "Fengye, I don't even care how unbearable I am in your heart. I only care about Que Wang's safety now. Do you want to save him?!"

"It's easier said than done." Feng Ye said coldly, "Fengxiang has already been occupied by the Chu army, and the rear army is ambushing on the way to Taiyuan."

"You have found an ambush." ​​Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes, "You should have thought that there was a trap here, but are you prepared?"

"of course."

"If Que Wang is rescued, how do you plan to break through?"

Feng Ye snorted softly: "Do you think I'll tell you, who knows if you conspired with Chen Kui to conspire with a bitter scheme."

Yan Sikong's expression darkened: "That's true, but if it's for deceit, I will definitely not send myself in front of you."

"What I want is not you, but Que Wang." Feng Ye said coldly, "All the things you committed in front of me are enough for me to kill you thousands of times, and you can still stay here now, as long as It's just because I want you to live and save Que Wang."

Yan Sikong felt uncomfortable in his heart, but there was no emotion on his face: "Since the purpose of you and me is to save him, stop talking nonsense, if you don't believe me, just kill me, if you believe me, Que Wang There is still a possibility of getting out of the body.”

"Say."

"You have to tell me what your plan is, how many soldiers and horses you have deployed, and whether you can come to the rescue in time." Yan Sikong said, "Que Wang is pretending to be me now, if he can escape by himself, that would be the best. But if this drags on, I'm afraid that he will reveal his secrets soon, once he reveals his secrets, the only way is to exchange him with me."

A hostility surfaced on Feng Ye's face: "You think my place is an inn, you can come and leave whenever you want? Whether it is Que Wang or you, I will not let Chen Yu."

"Chen Kui won't kill me, but he might kill Que Wang. In my heart, there is nothing that can compare to his safety, but I want to make sure that after saving him, you have a way to break through."

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "Chen Kui will soon be too busy to take care of himself, and will have no energy left to surround me."

"what have you done?"

"I told you, I won't tell you." Feng Ye said disdainfully, "You think I can't guess what Chen Kui is planning? Do you think I will act emotionally and put Taiyuan in danger? I really want to save Que Wang, But I won't take the risk of falling short for anyone."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "Could it be that you came to Fengxiang as bait on purpose?"

Feng Ye mocked: "Just guess for yourself, don't try to get anything out of my mouth."

Yan Sikong was slightly angry, but there was nothing he could do: "Forget it, since you are confident, then I believe that after you rescue Que Wang, you can take him away and exchange him with me, Chen Wei will definitely give you back the person you want. "

"Hugh, think about it." Feng Ye suddenly took out something and waved it in front of Yan Sikong's eyes.

That was the soldier symbol that Yan Sikong snatched from Shen Hexuan.

"You said you killed Shen Hexuan." Feng Ye said, "I kind of believed it when I saw this, but it might be your trick again."

"Fengxiang's soldiers and horses are only at my disposal, and the soldier talisman and I are indispensable." Yan Sikong said calmly, "Feng Ye, I have suffered so much with you, do you think I will come unprepared? Let me tell you, if there is no news from me within three days, General Feng Xiang will send troops, and then you will not only lose the chance to rescue Que Wang, but even your life will be in jeopardy."

"Have you suffered so much?" Feng Ye's eyes were grim, "When I hated you the most, I never really hurt you. You went to find Chen Yu, but came back with a serious injury. How is Chen Yu better than me? You have everything The trouble you caused is all your own fault!"

Yan Sikong nodded: "Okay, I asked for it myself. I have already said that between you and me, one more sentence is unnecessary. Stop talking nonsense and use me to exchange Que Wang."

"Que Wang, I will definitely rescue you, but you, don't even think about going anywhere." Feng Ye threw the soldier talisman to Yan Sikong, "I want Feng Xiang's soldiers and horses."

Yan Sikong sternly said: "If you don't care about Que Wang's life and death, you can do whatever you want!"

"I just care about his life, so I won't listen to your one-sided words." Feng Ye sneered, "I want to thank you and Chen Kui for sending me [-] soldiers for nothing. I don't have to trade anyone for Que Wang , Chen Kui would never dare to kill him."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Feng Ye approached Yan Sikong, with a pair of deep eyes hiding thousands of thoughts: "Chen Kui thinks that he can defeat me by taking down a few cities of mine and arresting a few of my people. I want you to watch helplessly. , How can I defeat him."

Yan Sikong only felt his heart jumping with fear.

"If you don't come back, I will snatch you back sooner or later." Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong, "I will let you know that no matter how big this world is, you have nowhere to go, you can only stay by my side."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath and looked at him fearlessly: "I won't give you Fengxiang soldiers and horses. If you really want to, just take my head and soldier amulet to knock on the city gate."

Feng Ye frowned slightly: "Where did you get the guts to say no?"

Yan Sikong sneered: "I'm not afraid of death, what can you do to me?"

Feng Ye stared at him fiercely: "Okay, if you don't give it to me, I can take it away."

"Go ahead and send a large army to attack the city, not to mention the increase in casualties, and you will miss the time to rescue Que Wang." Yan Sikong said sharply, "You will regret it!"

"I don't need to send a large army, a small Fengxiang, only [-] soldiers and horses, hehe."

"Your army..." Yan Sikong was stunned suddenly, "Where is your army?"

Feng Ye smiled but said nothing.

Yan Sikong's heart trembled violently, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly grabbed something.

Are all the 10,000+ troops in Fengye waiting in Taiyuan to meet the troops of Chen Yu, the imperial court and King Han?

No, why did he leave the army behind, bring a mere [-] soldiers and horses to the front of the enemy, and put himself in a trap?He used himself as bait, which fish did he catch?

Yan Sikong said in a trembling voice: "Fengye, your army...has it gone to the capital?"