The Blood Crown

Wang Shen and Qian Cunxi split into two groups, destroying King Ning's camp that was in a hurry to take part in the army, and smashing the Donglu King Qin's army that had no intention of fighting. Solved the difficulty of the siege of King Qin's army.

Chen Kui and King Ning fled to the south, and their whereabouts are still unknown.

So far, the Feng family army has completely controlled the Forbidden City and stolen the supreme imperial power of the Chen family.

But the wolf king who can now order the emperor and make the world bow his head and surrender, has been in a coma for two full days.

No matter how seriously injured he had been before, he had never been so weak, but this time he really hurt his spirit.

When Feng Ye woke up, the room was full of people, imperial physicians, servants, several generals, and his uncle Feng Changyue.

Deep worry was written on every face.

Feng Ye stared at them blankly. After a brief daze, the memory before coma came back, his eyes suddenly widened, and he struggled to get up from the bed.

"Wolf King!" Feng Changyue held him down, "You need to meditate now..."

"Where's Yan Sikong?" Feng Ye stared at Feng Changyue with eyes wide open, "Where's Yan Sikong!"

Feng Changyue said with a cold face, "Yan Sikong has already gone."

"I don't believe it." Feng Ye's face was full of ferocity, and the scorched black corpse hovered in front of his eyes like a ghost, lingering, "He can't just die like this, he is Yan Sikong, who Can't kill him!"

"He can kill himself!" Chief Feng said loudly, "He is already dead, he died in the granary that he set on fire."

"That's not him!" Feng Ye yelled. He turned over and fell off the bed. When he got up, he suddenly felt something in his palm. Palm-sized Hipa remained.

My heart hurts like a twist.

That night when he put this Xipa on Yan Sikong's head, he thought in his heart that there was only one person he really wanted to marry in his life.Yan Sikong was obviously reluctant at the time, but he kept carrying this xipa, when he ran away, when he was tortured, when he went to the enemy camp alone, as...as a token between them.

In his whole life, all the resentment and hatred towards Yan Sikong actually came from Yan Sikong's ruthlessness towards him, but is Yan Sikong really ruthless?

Yan Sikong took the risk of robbing the prison to save him, named the child Jinyu, and helped him make great achievements. Even in the end, he set off the fire to clear all obstacles for him. Was Yan Sikong ruthless?

Or... he was blinded by resentment.

He didn't dare to think, if Yan Sikong always had him in his heart, what he said and what he did, Yan Sikong would have...how much pain?

He hurt Yan Sikong over and over again, he wanted to see the same pain on his face, he wanted to see the same care in his eyes, but he just pushed people further and further further away.

He could do nothing about the indifference and alienation, so he hurt the other party even more.

What the hell did he do?

Regret was like a bone-eating poison, frantically gnawing at his body.

He must see Yan Sikong, he will see Yan Sikong when he goes to heaven and earth, he does not believe that Yan Sikong died like this, if it is true, he will kill him in the palace of Hades and kill his Kong'er snatched it back.

He gripped the remnant cloth tightly and was about to go out.

Several generals stopped him: "Wolf King, what are you going to do?"

"Step aside."

Several people knelt down one after another and begged: "Wolf King, Master Taifu has already gone, your condolences..."

"Shut up! He won't die, I don't believe it's him." Feng Ye gritted his teeth, "I want an autopsy, find me the best job, I want an autopsy!"

"Feng Ye!" Feng Changyue sternly said, "Yan Sikong has already gone, why don't you give him back his cleanliness."

"I don't believe it's him." Feng Ye said loudly, "Hun'er told me it wasn't him."

"Hun'er is a wolf!"

"If it was him, Hun'er would never be disrespectful to him." Feng Ye held the xipa tightly, "Hun'er smelled the xipa, but didn't care about the corpse at all, so it couldn't be him .”

"Can't you wake up yet!" Feng Changyue yelled angrily, "You have been fascinated by a man all these years, and you refused to marry a wife and have children, which became a big joke known to everyone in the world. The only blood left in the family, you are the only son of King Jingyuan, are you worthy of your father and mother, and the ancestors of the Feng family!"

Feng Ye turned his head and said viciously: "It was this man who rescued me from the imperial prison. It was this man who helped me attack the city and plot against me. It was this man who sent my Feng family into the Forbidden City!"

Feng Chang was so angry that his beard trembled wildly.

With tears in Feng Ye's eyes, he said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, I owe Yan Sikong too much. If he dies, I will not be able to live. No matter where he goes, even if it is the underworld, I will find him!"

Feng Changyue's face was extremely ugly, and he pointed to his servants: "Go, find Wu Zuo, listen to the wolf king, find Wu Zuo!"

The servant turned his head and rushed out.

Feng Ye closed his eyes in pain.

Feng Changyue took a deep breath, walked in front of Feng Ye, and slowed down his voice: "Feng Ye, listen to your uncle's persuasion, you are now the wolf king, and the entire Dasheng country is already in your hands. , what you want to do, no one will stop you, this world is fat and thin..."

"No one is him." Feng Ye said coldly, and strode out.

When the servant brought Wu Zuo here, Feng Ye had already calmed down a lot.

He believed in his intuition, he could feel that Yan Sikong was still alive, there was still an aura belonging to Yan Sikong in this world, Fenghun tore and bit the corpse, if that was really Yan Sikong, how could Hun'er be like that? ?

So it must not be Yan Sikong, his Konger is resourceful and resourceful, it is impossible to go there so easily.

Feng Ye took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

On the desk in the center of the room, a human figure covered with a white cloth floated up. Feng Ye felt short of breath for a moment. Enduring the pain in his heart, he walked over step by step.

The servants found the best butler in Dali Temple, and that toler came in respectfully carrying a big wooden box, first kowtowed to Feng Ye, and then kowtowed to the corpse.

At this time, Yuan Nanyu also appeared. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight overnight, his eyes were swollen and bloodshot, his face was haggard and pale, his body smelled of alcohol, and he still held a jug of wine in his hand.

Feng Ye avoided Yuan Nanyu, he didn't want to look at that face, he was afraid of seeing that face.

Yuan Nanyu walked to the counter and lifted the white cloth tremblingly.

"This is not Kong'er, it must not be." Feng Ye said hoarsely.

"I don't believe it either." Yuan Nanyu said with tears, "So many people want the second brother's life, and the second brother's life is very hard, how could he die so easily."

Feng Changyue said in a deep voice: "Wu Zuo, the Wolf King wants to verify the identity of this charred corpse, whether it is Taifu Yan, can you do it?"

Wu Zuo lowered his head and said in fear: "The villain's autopsy is mostly to investigate the case. If there is no case, then there is no clue. What's more, the body is burnt like this, it is really..."

"I don't care what method you use." Feng Ye said in a deep voice, "You have to find out if he is Yan Sikong!"

"This..." Wu acted as an impossibility, "What are the characteristics of Taifu Yan? For example, for example..."

"He was flogged."

Wu Zuo made a bitter face: "The wolf king made an atonement. After being burned like this, the features of the flesh and flesh are really hard to recognize. It must be... from the bones."

"He never broke a bone."

"That...that..."

Feng Changyue said: "First test according to your method and see what you can find out."

Wu Zuo nodded tremblingly, opened the box, took out the usual tools, and started the autopsy.

Feng Ye couldn't bear to look at it, so he had to turn around. Hearing the sound of knives breaking skin and grinding bones, he felt that his heart was being cut.

Yuan Nanyu also sat on the threshold with his back turned, drinking wine one by one.

After a long time, Wu Zuo said, "Your Highness the Wolf King, I have discovered something."

Feng Ye suddenly turned around, suppressing the fear in his heart: "Say!"

Wu Zuo was terrified by Feng Ye's ferocious appearance like a trapped animal. He wiped off his sweat and said reluctantly, "This person was not burned to death."

Hearing this, Yuan Nan Yu stood up abruptly.

Feng Ye stared wide-eyed, and strode over: "You... are you telling the truth?"

"It's true. In fact, when the villain saw this person's body stretched, he became suspicious. Being burned by the fire is extremely painful, and he will definitely curl up. To confirm, the villain cut open this person's throat. Although the body was burnt beyond recognition, the throat was clean, proving that this person died long ago before the fire."

A trace of madness appeared on Feng Ye's face: "Did you hear that? Uncle, Que Wang, did you hear that? This is not Kong'er. Qu Yan said that Kong'er walked into the fire by himself. This man was already dead. It's not empty!"

Feng Changyue and Yuan Nanyu's faces were not filled with joy.

Feng Changyue said in a deep voice: "Wolf King, forgive Uncle for speaking bluntly, maybe he didn't want to suffer from the burning flames, so he committed suicide..."

"Nonsense!" Feng Ye was furious, "Uncle has always despised and hated him, so he wants him to die!"

Feng Changyue sighed heavily: "It's true that I don't like him, but seeing you like this, how could I want him to die, I wish he could come back to life now, but you are too sad now, and you have lost your judgment. "

Feng Ye turned to Yuan Nanyu: "Que Wang, tell me, tell me!"

Yuan Nanyu murmured: "I...I don't know..."

"This is clearly not Yan Sikong. Qu Yan said that he walked in alive. This person is already dead. He is not Yan Sikong."

Yuan Nanyu looked at Feng Ye, his eyes were clouded, and his voice was filled with grief: "Feng Ye, have you ever thought about why, second brother, you are so determined to die?"

Feng Ye froze.

Yuan Nanyu covered his eyes with one hand, and tears flowed from his fingers: "Qu Yan has escaped, second brother, he can escape...why, why didn't he come back..."

Feng Ye staggered back two steps, he held on to the door, but still couldn't support his falling body, and slowly fell to the ground.

He remembered the letter Yan Sikong left him. Although the letter was written to him, there was no word about the relationship between the two of them. It was all admonishing him not to usurp the throne, how to assist the government, and how to run the army. , How to employ people, that letter looks like a must-write now.

His time, is he unwilling to come back?

Would you rather suffer from the burning flames than live any longer, and return to him?

You clearly said, clearly said that you don't hate me, why don't you want to come back?Do you actually hate me so much in your heart that you don't have the slightest expectation of me anymore?

Are you taking revenge on me with such determination?

Feng Ye burst into tears, as long as he thought of Yan Sikong's despair and discouragement, he wished he could kill himself, his sanity was on the verge of collapse.

"Wolf, wolf king..." Wu Zuo said cautiously, "The villain still has something to tell."

Feng Changyue shouted in a low voice: "Say."

"This person is not suicidal."

Feng Ye was shocked, and Yuan Nanyu also raised his head.

Wu Zuo continued: "This person's fatal wound was between the first and second ribs on the left side, pierced from the front, and there are still scars on the ribs. People who want to commit suicide would not stab in such an awkward position. "

Feng Ye got up from the ground, his voice was so hoarse that there was almost no movement: "This man... didn't commit suicide."

"Back to the wolf king, no."

Yuan Nanyu finally had a gleam of light on his face: "No, I didn't commit suicide!"

Feng Ye was dazed for a moment, his eyes flashed brightly: "This person must not be Yan Sikong, he did not commit suicide, Qu Yan said that Sikong walked into the fire by himself, he was clearly alive at that time, and he did not kill himself, he must have He escaped, it must be!"

Feng Changyue frowned, and said earnestly: "Wolf King, it's not that uncle intends to make you sad, but uncle just doesn't want you to hold unnecessary hopes. These two points are not enough to prove that he is not Yan Sikong. Camp, there is also the possibility of being killed, besides, there is Nahipa."

Feng Ye turned a deaf ear, he looked at the Xipa in his hand, and said firmly: "He must have been rescued, I can feel that he is still alive, he must be still alive."

Feng Changyue looked at Feng Ye's crazy appearance, hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head and sighed.

Feng Ye seemed to be holding on to a life-saving straw, and refused to let go: "Que Wang, go and interrogate Qu Yan and his subordinates carefully, and then send someone to search, search, search, Yan Sikong must still be alive!"

Yuan Nanyu dropped the jug: "Yes!"

Feng Ye picked up the white cloth with one hand and covered the charred corpse.

This is not Kong'er, his Kong'er should live well in a certain place, he will definitely find his Kong'er, go up to the poor and fall to the underworld, he must find it!