When Yan Sikong sought to see Xie Zhongren, he brought a gift. It was a leg bone from a tiger king who was over thirty years old. The bone was thick and strong, and was naturally black. Adding this bone to wine can strengthen the muscles and bones, prolong life, and is worth a million gold.

Yan Sikong knew Xie Zhongren's likes and dislikes very well. Xie Zhongren was rich enough to rival an entire country, and no amount of gold, silver, or treasures would catch his eye. However, he valued his life very much and loved collecting rare medicinal materials. Tiger bone wine had an even more powerful effect, which was to strengthen the penis and consolidate the sperm. Although he was an eunuch, the more he was, the more effort he put into this to show that he was still a man.

At first, Xie Zhongren was very cold when he saw Yan Sikong. He must have been angry with him because of Lie Ti and Liu An. But after seeing the gift, his expression softened a little: "Master Yan, why do you have to be so polite?"

"Unkind eunuch, I have been unable to sleep every night since the incident with Lord Liu." Yan Sikong suppressed his surging hatred and said reluctantly, "I feel guilty and still cannot let it go."

Xie Zhongren raised his eyebrows: "Oh, what are you ashamed of?"

"I...I didn't expect that the teacher would openly challenge His Majesty for the sake of the Feng family."

Xie Zhongren snorted coldly: "Mr. Yan Ge acted so recklessly and recklessly for the sake of a rebel. It really makes Your Majesty sad."

Yan Sikong's eyes widened when he heard the word "anti-thief". He had no choice but to lower his head to hide his fear at that moment. He said in a trembling voice: "Eunuch... what you said makes sense."

Xie Zhongren glanced at Yan Sikong and said, "Master Yan, you don't have to feel guilty about this. Actually, it was our family that disappointed you. Fortunately, later on..." He smiled sinisterly and viciously, "Feng Ye was thrown into prison. Finally, you got rid of your anger."

"…I am angry because the Feng family is plotting evil and committing treason. My own little grievance is nothing compared to your Majesty's disappointment."

"That's right." Xie Zhongren sighed in a pretentious manner, "Your Majesty's trust and respect for Feng Jianping is unmatched in the court and the country. He was given 300,000 troops, land and a title of nobility, and he enjoyed eternal glory. Not only was he not grateful, but he turned his kindness into hatred and plotted a rebellion. It's really like a snake swallowing an elephant. Such a traitor and thief deserves to be punished with death!"

Yan Sikong was shaking with anger, and he wanted to dig his nails deep into his flesh, using the pain to stimulate himself and calm himself. Otherwise, if he lost control, he would probably tear the bastard to pieces with his bare hands.

What made him most miserable was that he still had to flatter and flatter him.

Xie Zhongren looked very happy and asked Yan Sikong with a smile, "I heard that Mr. Yan Ge is not feeling well?"

"Teacher...is now bedridden."

"Haha." Xie Zhongren pointed at the tiger bone and said, "Why don't you give this treasure to Mr. Ge?"

"Although this thing is rare, it is not an elixir after all. It can only prolong life, but not...cannot..." Yan Sikong hesitated.

Xie Zhongren's eyes gleamed, and he narrowed his eyes: "Are you trying to say that you can't save a dying person?"

Yan Sikong lowered his head, looking embarrassed.

Xie Zhongren was so lazy that he didn't even bother to hide the smile on his face: "Since ancient times, everyone has to die. You are old now, and you are just following the will of heaven."

Yan Sikong suddenly fell to his knees. The moment his knees touched the ground, he felt something in his body shatter. He slammed his forehead heavily on the ground, his eyes almost popped out blood, and the humiliation and hatred that surged over him almost drowned him. He said hoarsely, "Please, sir... please help me."

Xie Zhongren raised his eyebrows: "Haha, what can our family do for you?" He looked down at Yan Sikong as if he was looking at a begging dog.

"Your Majesty has been delaying the wedding date between me and the princess, and I am worried. I am afraid... I am afraid that Your Majesty will be angry with me because of the teacher and cancel the engagement."

Xie Zhongren covered his lips with his sleeves, chuckled, and said mockingly: "Master Yan is indeed a smart man, he has thought of everything."

Yan Sikong stared at the floor, turning all the humiliation into a determination for revenge, and forced himself to say words that went against his will, "I admire the princess, and I am lucky enough to be able to make a marriage contract with the princess as a poor scholar. Since the day of the marriage, I have been eager to marry the princess day and night, but now..." He trembled, "I ask the father-in-law to make the decision."

Xie Zhongren chuckled twice and said softly, "Yan Sikong, you really know yourself."

"What the father-in-law said is..."

Xie Zhongren stood up, walked slowly in front of Yan Sikong, half squatted, and said coldly above Yan Sikong's head: "Yan Zilian is seriously ill in bed, and his end is approaching, and you come to beg me, aren't you afraid of being drowned by my spit?"

Yan Sikong's voice was flustered: "Junior...Junior is really desperate. I have repeatedly advised the teacher not to get too close to the Feng family, but the teacher turned a deaf ear. Now I have ended up in this situation. Junior is really...unjust."

Xie Zhongren reached out his hand and patted Yan Sikong's head frivolously: "I have always admired you very much. You are not like those rigid and ignorant corrupt scholars who want to stick to one path until the end and sell their reputation for integrity. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. This is great wisdom. You really did not disappoint me."

Yan Sikong slowly raised his head, and their eyes met in the air. They each had their own ulterior motives, and both wanted to read more profound meanings from each other's eyes. It was a silent, secret contest, but countless moves had passed in the blink of an eye, and every thought was filled with murderous intent!

Xie Zhongren sneered and said, "I will not hide this from you. In fact, Your Majesty has already discussed this matter with me."

"His Majesty……"

Xie Zhongren waved his hand to silence him: "Your Majesty admires you very much, otherwise he would not have agreed to marry the princess to you. But today is different from the past. Yan Zilian is no longer the prime minister. You are not only his student, but also the prince's lecturer. Your Majesty, this is a headache."

Yan Sikong looked at him steadily, waiting for his next words.

"You want to marry the princess, that's understandable." Xie Zhongren said with a sinister smile, "But your majesty does not want to marry your beloved princess to an 'outsider'."

"I am loyal to Your Majesty, and I beg you to understand me."

"Don't worry, your loyalty to His Majesty will be conveyed to His Majesty." Xie Zhongren narrowed his eyes, "Your Majesty is not kidding, and His Majesty does not want the princess to regret the engagement and be criticized for nothing."

Yan Sikong looked delighted.

"Master Yan is so sensible, we will not treat him unfairly... Oh, I just remembered that you are no longer the master, but a doctor."

"No matter how high our official positions are, I am willing to serve you at your service."

Xie Zhongren laughed: "You are now the future prince consort, can our family afford it?"

"Father-in-law, you have embarrassed me."

Xie Zhongren grabbed Yan Sikong's arm and helped him up from the ground: "Prince Consort Yan, I will remind His Majesty to choose an auspicious date for you and the princess to get married."

"Thank you, Grandpa..."

"Hey." Xie Zongren waved his hands, "However, I also want to remind Prince Consort Yan that loyalty is not just lip service. If you marry the princess, His Majesty is your king and father, and you are a family. You should be loyal and filial to him, and you don't need me to remind you."

"I am willing to go through fire and water for your majesty and devote my life to your service."

Xie Zhongren nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Sikong clenched his fists in his sleeves, and a voice in his heart kept telling him that one day, he would kill these sworn enemies one by one.