The Blood Crown

Yan Sikong entered the palace alone the next day to meet Wan Yang.

No matter how unwilling he is to face it, it is impossible for him to avoid it all the time. Although the two have no feelings for each other, his wife and children are the responsibility of a man all his life. In this regard, he is not like a man.

Both Wan Yang and her daughter lived in the palace of Concubine Xian. After her family fell into ruin, Concubine Xian was no longer treated by Emperor Zhaowu. As in the cold palace.

Apart from visiting the palace on the day of the wedding, this is the second time Yan Sikong has seen Concubine Xian. Unfortunately, she has been ill for a long time, and now she is bedridden and not even conscious.

Yan Sikong solemnly kowtowed to her.

Wan Yang led the child aside, his face was cold.

A few people retreated quietly, Yan Sikong asked: "What is the illness of the imperial concubine, can the imperial doctor take good care of it?"

Wan Yang said coldly: "Stop being hypocritical, do you care?"

Yan Sikong bowed his head and remained silent.

Yan Jinyu looked up at Yan Sikong, whispered, "Are you... my father?"

Yan Sikong knelt down and touched the little girl's head: "Jinyu, I...I am." He looked at this child without any liking in his heart, just like looking at a stranger. He had made up his mind at first, He doesn't want children in this life, he doesn't have any relatives, and he doesn't know if he can survive tomorrow, heirs are just an extra burden for him.

Yan Jinyu pursed her lips, shrank behind Wan Yang, and said in a low voice, "They say that dad is a bad person."

The nanny pulled her over from the side: "Princess, I'll take the little princess down first." She carried her away as she spoke, but she looked back frequently, with curious and shrinking eyes.

Wan Yang's eyes were slightly red: "When She Zhun brought her here, she was so hungry that she kept crying. Her mother couldn't eat, she had no milk at all. I was worried that she would die. I couldn't sleep well for days and nights. At that time Where are you? Planning a rebellion."

Yan Sikong said in a deep voice: "For the sake of husband and wife, I'm sorry for you, but your father favored treacherous eunuchs, was fatuous and incompetent, and caused me and Feng Ye's family to be ruined, and now he is reaping the consequences."

"I know Father is sorry for you... Then, then we'll be even, how about it?" Wan Yang choked up, "The grievances between you and me are wiped out, so don't kill him."

Yan Sikong turned his face away: "This is not something I can..."

"I know you can!" Wan Yang said loudly, "I know you are the only one who can convince my cousin, my cousin's family was killed unjustly, my mother and concubine and I are in great pain, but...but that is my father, He is not a good emperor, but he has loved me since childhood, tell me, what can I do?"

Yan Sikong took a deep breath: "I can't promise you this."

"You must agree to me." Wan Yang took a step closer and stared at Yan Sikong closely, "Cousin has already got what he wants, and Father is also willing to be Zen, let him live."

Yan Sikong said in a low voice: "The purpose of my life for half of my life is revenge, but you want me to let go of the enemies who killed my whole family and my adoptive father, and more than two hundred members of the Feng family died unjustly, what do you want to seal the wilderness? "

"Then kill me." Wan Yang's tears rolled down, "I am a minister and a son, and I should be so heartbroken for my father that I will not hesitate to do so. I will pay for the sins he committed with my life."

Yan Sikong sighed: "Your Highness, you know it's impossible. You are not only Princess Dasheng, but also the younger sister of the Wolf King. No one will touch a single hair of your hair."

Wan Yang resolutely said: "If you kill my father, I will die for my father. The blood of the Chen family and the Feng family is flowing in my bones, but I can only watch them fight to the death. Xiaoyi can't have both. My mother and I Concubine is in too much pain, I might as well die!"

Yan Sikong said anxiously: "Your Highness, don't be impulsive!"

Wan Yang had a painful look on his face, and tears poured down his face.

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, and said bitterly: "I owe others, so I owe it. I, Yan Sikong, are not good people, but you, you are my first wife, and Feng Ye's younger sister... that's all. , just like you said, I will pay you back, and I will persuade Fengye." He knew that Fengye hated Emperor Zhaowu so much that he had no intention of letting this foolish emperor go, and he had fantasized about killing the emperor for many years, but now... now only Feng Ye can be persuaded with the overall situation and Wan Yang.

Wan Yang choked up and said, "Okay, as long as you keep Father's life, you and I will be invited."

Yan Sikong bowed deeply to Wan Yang: "Your Highness, please take care." He bowed and retreated.

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Back at the post house, the guard told Yan Sikong that Feng Ye was looking for him and wanted to discuss something important.

Yan Sikong didn't know if it had anything to do with Yuan Nanyu, his heart sank immediately, and he hurried to see Feng Ye.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Ye's eyes were deeply fixed on Yan Sikong, his eyes were unpredictable.

Yan Sikong hurriedly asked: "But there is news about Que Wang?"

Feng Ye shook his head: "No news at this time is the best news."

Yan Sikong let out a long breath: "It makes sense."

"You went to see Xi'er."

"Yes." Thinking of Wan Yang, Yan Sikong felt a little tired.

"She begs you to persuade me not to kill that dog emperor."

"Since you have guessed it, what are your plans?"

Feng Ye sneered: "The dog emperor is afraid of my Feng family's army, so he doesn't distinguish between black and white. He allows Xie Zhongren to frame my father and kill more than two hundred members of the Feng family. Even if he dies ten thousand times, it will not be able to dispel the hatred in my heart."

"He caused my family to be ruined twice, and I wanted to take revenge for 20 years." Yan Sikong said sadly, "But Wan Yang threatened with his life..."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Her life is not as valuable as she thought."

"However, killing the king will result in eternal infamy. Besides, he has already surrendered. If you don't spare his life, you will be criticized by the world."

Feng Ye frowned.The king is the son of God, sacred and inviolable. No matter how stupid the king is, killing the king is worse than killing the father. It is a great disloyalty and injustice in any dynasty. How many people have the courage to bear such a bad reputation.

"In the past 20 years, there hasn't been a day when I didn't want him to die, and I even wanted him to have a bad death." Yan Sikong said with difficulty, "But if you kill him, you will give someone a handle. Even if you support Thirteen Prince, the whole world has reason to oppose you."

Feng Ye closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.

"I have a plan."

"Say."

"She Zhun told me that there is a kind of poison in the rivers and lakes. It is put in the diet every day. If people eat it, it will gradually weaken to death in a few years, but the pulse cannot be detected."

"Is that necessary?" Feng Ye snorted coldly, "You can see that he looks fat, and his body has already been poisoned by alcohol and sex, and he has only a few years to live."

"……Too."

"Until the situation is stable, I will not kill him. I will temporarily imprison him in the palace. The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Internal Affairs are preparing for the new emperor's enthronement."

Yan Sikong nodded.

Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong: "Xi'er begs you a few words, you can give up revenge, what do you make me think?"

"You can think whatever you want." Yan Sikong said, "If there is nothing to do, I will retreat first."

"Don't leave." Feng Ye stood up and walked to Yan Sikong's side, "You and Xi'er... what else did you say?"

"Only this."

"I don't believe it." Feng Ye said, "After all, you are husband and wife. You have been together under the same roof for many years. Do you really have nothing to her and she to you?"

"Yes, we are husband and wife, so whether we have it or not is a matter of course." Yan Sikong turned around and wanted to leave.

Feng Ye grabbed his waist from behind and locked him tightly in his arms.

"Feng Ye!" Yan Sikong wanted to break free, but was imprisoned by Feng Ye.

"I'm really happy..." Feng Ye took a deep breath, and whispered softly in his ear, "When I knew you still belonged to me alone."

Yan Sikong said coldly: "I don't belong to you, and I don't belong to anyone."

"You are mine, you promised with your own mouth, never try to deny it."

"I promised Fengye, not the wolf king."

Feng Ye's body stiffened, and Yan Sikong took the opportunity to break free from his restraint.

Yan Sikong turned around, looked directly at Feng Ye, and said coldly: "I said, in my heart, Feng Ye is dead, and you are just the wolf king."

Feng Ye became a little annoyed and angry: "There is only one me in this world, Feng Ye is me, and the wolf king is also me. The Feng Ye who was obedient to you in the past was killed by you alone!"

"That's why I'm willing to die for him." Yan Sikong sneered, "I can go down to accompany him at any time."

"You..." Feng Ye gritted his teeth, "Yes, I blamed you for the matter of Wan Yang and the child, but that's all, and that's all. Now that I got my wish and became the master of the capital, you deserve a lot of credit." No, what happened in the past, I would like the two to cancel each other out and let it go."

Yan Si felt as if his heart and lungs were about to explode, he sarcastically said: "Wolf King is really a big man with a big heart."

"What do you want from me!" Feng Ye's eyes were red, and Yan Sikong's indifferent appearance made him at a loss, "You owe me all the past, you admit it yourself, now I hold the power , I can give you whatever you want, I am willing to stop haggling with you, you, you should be grateful!"

Yan Sikong laughed loudly: "Yes, I am grateful."

"Don't laugh!" Feng Ye roared, "What exactly do you want, Hugh pushes it!"

Yan Sikong stopped laughing, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I dare not, I just want to be quiet, and I hope the wolf king will make it happen."

"You..." Feng Ye turned blue with anger.

Yan Sikong cupped his hands, turned around, and left without looking back.