Yan Sikong was carried back to Chen Yi's tent. Chen Yi called in the imperial physician to diagnose him. Fortunately, his injuries were not serious. Yan Sikong had tried his best to protect Chen Yi and his own vital parts when he landed. The blood on his head was actually a scratch. One of his ribs was probably cracked, and the rest were superficial injuries.

In fact, after the pain gradually eased, Yan Sikong let the blood flow through his meridians and found that he was not seriously injured. However, he still had to pretend to be weak. In fact, he was worried that when he flew up, people would see that he knew kung fu.

Chen Yu felt both guilty and sad. When he thought of Chen Chun, he became so angry that he trembled all over.

Yan Sikong patiently comforted him: "Your Highness, a little impatience can lead to big plans. There were many people present at the time, and the news must have reached His Majesty's ears. His Majesty will call you later, so you must be calm and not panic."

Chen Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Father will definitely favor him. He is so brave... Does he really want to kill me?" He had not fully recovered from the shock just now. Although he knew that Chen Chun coveted the position of crown prince, they were brothers after all. He was caught off guard by the arrow shot by Chen Chun.

Yan Sikong held Chen Yu's hand and said, "Your Highness, you don't have to think about this problem now. Whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, he almost hurt Your Highness. He cannot escape this crime. You must not show hatred and anger in front of His Majesty. You must be surprised, wronged, and heartbroken. Don't let His Majesty think that you are using this matter to threaten him. He will naturally give you justice in front of all the ministers."

Chen Yu took a deep breath, his body shaking uncontrollably, his eyes were very cold: "Okay."

Yan Sikong thought that Feng Ye would certainly testify for Chen Yi by then, and Feng Jianping and Yan Zilian would not miss this opportunity and would certainly lead the ministers to put pressure on him. Emperor Zhaowu would certainly be unhappy and he just hoped that he would try his best not to anger Chen Yi.

This incident also shows how Concubine Wen taught Chen Chun. I'm afraid that in Chen Chun's mind, the person who broke into the harem and assassinated him was sent by his brother. But no one expected that he would be so bold and reckless. He was spoiled by Emperor Zhaowu and didn't know the severity of the situation.

Yan Sikong applied some of the medicine left by Doctor Yu and Chen Yi on his face, neck, and hands, making him look more seriously injured, and repeatedly reminded him to control his emotions.

Sure enough, Yu Ji soon came to the prince's tent in person and said that His Majesty had summoned him.

Chen Yi glanced at Yan Sikong, and Yan Sikong returned him a firm look. Chen Yi nodded, stood up and left.

Yan Sikong took a long breath and lay down on the couch in relaxation.

After a while, the eunuch came in with the medicine and said flatteringly, "Lord Yan is so brave and loyal. He protected His Highness from falling off the horse. He only suffered minor injuries. It is a blessing in disguise."

Yan Sikong smiled faintly: "I am holding the son of a real dragon. I have to give some respect to mountain gods and land gods."

"Lord Yan is absolutely right."

After drinking the sedative soup, Yan Sikong fell asleep unknowingly.

——

When he woke up, it was already dark. Yan Sikong vaguely saw a man sitting at the head of the bed. He was not yet conscious and opened his mouth to call out "Feng Ye".

"Sir? Sir, you are awake." Chen Yu leaned over to check on him. "What did you say?"

Yan Sikong woke up immediately. He forced himself to open his eyes. Chen Yu's handsome face, still childish, was so close to him that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Your Highness."

"Are you feeling better? Are you still in pain?" Chen Yu asked concernedly.

"Much better." Yan Sikong asked, "When did Your Highness come back? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You're injured, so you need to rest more." Chen Yu tucked the corner of the quilt for him. "It's still a little chilly at night. Do you feel cold?"

"I'm fine." Yan Sikong said anxiously, "Your Majesty, how is it going?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu's face instantly sank, his eyes were dim and lifeless, and it was obvious that he was extremely disappointed.

"Could it be that he still favors the Second Prince?"

Chen Yu's face flashed with a hint of anger: "He blamed Chen Chun on the surface, but actually protected him everywhere. Chen Chun also said that it was an unintentional mistake. In the end, he was only punished to do the New Year's ceremony this year, face the wall for three days, and hand-copy the "Disciples' Rules." Chen Yu said angrily, "How can such a small punishment make up for the harm suffered by the teacher."

Yan Sikong sighed. He had expected this outcome. He could only console him by saying, "At least His Majesty punished the Second Prince and gave you an explanation. As for the minor injury I suffered, it is really not worth mentioning."

"He was trying to assassinate the prince!" Chen Yu growled, "He shot an arrow at me! If it were someone else, it would be a capital crime!"

"Yes, but he is not 'someone else'." Yan Sikong patted Chen Yu's hand and said earnestly, "His mother is His Majesty's favorite concubine, and he is His Majesty's most beloved prince. Your Highness should understand this."

"I understand, I have understood it for a long time..." Chen Yi's face was as cold as ice. "No matter how smart and studious I am, he will not let me participate in handling government affairs. No matter how hard I try to make myself better than other princes in every way, he will not even look at me. Just because I am the son of a palace maid, he has ignored my mother and me for many years. Now he is deliberately trying to abolish me, and even forces my mother to death and hand over this great country to the spoiled and incompetent Chen Chun!" When he finished speaking, the hatred in his heart gushed out like a flood, and the twisted and sinister voice did not sound like something a young boy could utter.

Yan Sikong was stunned by Chen Yi's ferocious expression. He had mixed feelings in his heart, because he saw himself more than ten years ago in Chen Yi's face. He knew that this hatred would make people stronger, but at the same time he also knew how it would torment and torture those who harbored it.

Yan Sikong had no choice but to comfort Chen Yi and tell him to keep calm. He had said the same thing countless times, and Chen Yi was probably tired of hearing it, so he turned to comfort him, pushed him back onto the couch, and let him rest well.

Yan Sikong asked, "There seems to be dancing and music outside?"

"Well, father is holding a dinner party." Chen Yu sneered.

"Who hunted the most today?" Yan Sikong regretted asking this question, because he immediately remembered that there was probably no one else except Feng Ye, and Chen Yi was now quite hostile to Feng Ye.

"...Feng Ye." Chen Yu narrowed his eyes. "Today he actually offered to give me the deer. Wasn't he trying to humiliate me?"

"Your Highness has misunderstood. The Feng family supports Your Highness."

"Sir, you don't need to defend him. He sat on his horse and was so arrogant when he saw me." Chen Yi snorted coldly, "His Feng family supports the eldest prince, the tradition, the ancestral system, not me. Whether it is Chen Chun or Feng Ye, they all look down on me."

Yan Sikong was a little worried. If Chen Yi ascended the throne in the future, he should maintain a harmonious relationship with the Feng family, otherwise the court would never have peace. Fortunately, Chen Yi was still young and listened to him very much. He said seriously, "Your Highness, please don't think like that. Feng Ye grew up in the military camp. He doesn't follow etiquette and is wild and difficult to tame. In addition, he is young and successful, so his character is so arrogant. It is definitely not directed at your Highness. Your Highness, think about it, has General Feng ever been disrespectful to you in the slightest?"

Chen Yu thought for a moment and said, "No."

"That's it. When Feng Ye gets older, he will slowly understand the seriousness of the matter. Even if he doesn't know, Your Highness, do you still remember Lu Bu, whom I talked to Your Highness about the other day?"

Chen Yu seemed to understand what Yan Sikong was going to say.

"Your Highness should be a man who wields the bow, wields the sword, and drives the car. Feng Ye is a natural born general. If Your Highness can use him well, it will be Your Highness's ability. How can you be angry with a mere warrior?"

Chen Yu nodded: "Sir, what you said makes sense."

Yan Sikong smiled and said, "When Your Highness ascends the throne, he will encounter all kinds of people who are ten times more cunning than Feng Ye. Your Highness will have to control them and take charge of the world."

Chen Yu curled his lips and smiled: "At that time, I want you to be by my side and help me realize the great cause of enriching the country and strengthening the people, and conquering the world."

"I will not give up even if I die."

Outside the tent, there was still dancing and music. Even if one could not see it, one could imagine the lively scene of the banquet with all the delicacies of gold and jade. However, this liveliness seemed to have nothing to do with the prince's tent.

Over the past fifteen years, Chen Yu has become accustomed to being ignored, although he is increasingly unwilling to accept this.

The two chatted for half the night accompanied by the dance music. Yan Sikong could feel that Chen Yi's reliance and trust in him surpassed anyone else in the world, especially after Concubine Hui's death, Chen Yi regarded him as the most important person.

While Yan Sikong was satisfied with this, he was also a little worried. If Chen Yi could not become emperor in the end, then no matter who became emperor in the future, he would be ruthlessly swept to the edge.

However, he had too many things to worry about, so he decided not to think too much about it for the time being.

After turning off the lights, the two of them urged each other to go to bed early, but in reality, neither of them could fall asleep.

Tomorrow is the last day of the spring hunt. Chen Yu is thinking about doing his best to catch more prey, while Yan Sikong is seeing that the Feng family's only chance to seize power is about to be lost. He doesn't know how many dangers he will have to face in the future, and is left with only heartache and anxiety.