After Yan Sikong burned the letter, he regretted it again. He blamed himself for being panicked and forgetting that Feng Ye's spies were always watching Ali. Feng Ye had already known about the secret letter between him and Chen Yi earlier, so this letter would naturally not be spared. He burned it like this, which made him look even more suspicious.

But it's burned, and it's easier to explain than being seen by Feng Ye.

Yan Sikong's heart sank and he inexplicably felt a chill all over his body.

If you think about it calmly, there are still two doubts in this matter. First, did Shen Hexuan really write a letter to Chen Yu to express his loyalty? Second, if it is true, would Shen Hexuan really open the city gates to welcome the King of Chu into the Central Plains?

If Shen Hexuan did not write this letter to Chen Yi, then the letter that Chen Yi wrote to him was written in the name of Shen Hexuan to seduce him. It was inevitable that Chen Yi would be jealous and resentful, but now that it has come to this point, I am afraid he has to reconsider his plan.

But if Shen Hexuan's letter was true, Yan Sikong didn't believe that he would betray his master. For a man like Shen Hexuan, reputation was more important than anything else, even more important than his life. This was probably as he had just thought, a plan by Shen Hexuan to sow discord.

While they were thinking about how to defeat the enemy at the lowest cost, Shen Hexuan was not idle either.

Yan Sikong was silent for a while, then he picked up his pen and wrote a letter to Chen Yi, warning him sternly not to fall into Shen Hexuan's trap. They were now in the process of attacking Taiyuan and were in a dilemma. If they were provoked at will, they would lose everything. He also asked Chen Yi to hand him the letter from Shen Hexuan, and he would find a way to present it to the court.

He wanted to see if Chen Yi could produce the letter, or if he was willing to give it to him. Feng Ye once suspected that Chen Yi and Shen Hexuan were secretly colluding, but he still had reservations about this. The most turbid and hardest thing to see through in this world is the human heart. He had to look at it carefully a few more times. Whether it was Chen Yi or Shen Hexuan, he would eliminate anyone who became an obstacle to him.

After giving the letter to Ali to deliver, Yan Sikong sat alone in front of the desk for a long time. What he thought about most was not Chen Yu and Shen Hexuan, but Feng Ye.

Regardless of whether Shen Hexuan and Chen Yi had any contact, the letter he received proved that Chen Yi or Shen Hexuan had already seen Feng Ye's unstoppable power. After all, if Taiyuan was captured, the capital would be in danger. Once Feng Ye entered the capital, who could say for sure whether he would support the prince of the Chen family or change his name?

The reason why he didn't think deeply about this was not because he couldn't think of it, but because he didn't want to doubt Feng Ye. In the years when he and Feng Ye were entangled, Feng Ye had never deceived him, but he had deceived him a lot. He didn't have the confidence to suspect him. He gave up everything he had worked hard to come to Feng Ye. From the beginning, the two of them had a clear agreement that they would break the rule and create a new life, send Chen Yu to the throne, and return peace to the world and the people. He couldn't believe that Feng Ye would provoke a war among the princes of the world for his own selfish reasons. That would completely deviate from his original intention, and it would not only destroy the world of Da Sheng, but also the world of the people.

No, he didn't believe Feng Ye would do that.

At this time, the guard suddenly came to report that Feng Ye invited him to explore the terrain of Rongyuan Mountain.

Yan Sikong changed his clothes in silence, mounted his horse, and set off with his guards.

Feng Ye had been leading his men to watch on the mountain for a long time. From Rongyuan Mountain, one could see Taiyuan City in the distance, and all the important roads in Taiyuan City could be taken in. After they captured the Rongyuan Mountain granary, this place became one of their sentries with the best view.

Yan Sikong arrived at the old site of the granary, where Feng Ye was discussing military intelligence with several of his generals and marking on the ground with their swords. Yan Sikong not only thought of the first time he and Feng Ye went to Lingwu Villa many years ago, when they were strolling in the mountains, he also looked at the Jingshan Camp in the distance and pondered strategies for attacking the camp. At that time, Feng Ye was still a frivolous young man, but now he has become a true general commanding thousands of troops.

Seeing Yan Sikong coming, Feng Ye gave him a meaningful look. He was about to dismount and greet him, but Feng Ye stopped him: "No need, I'm just about to take you to see something."

As he spoke, Feng Ye mounted Zuihong and led Yan Sikong into the mountains.

The two rode together in front, with several generals and guards following far behind.

Yan Sikong asked, "What do you want to show me?"

Feng Ye smiled faintly: "My people saw Ali leaving the camp again. What? Send a letter to Chen Yi?"

Yan Sikong paused and said bluntly, "Yes."

"What did Chen Yu say in the letter he sent you today?" Feng Ye glanced at him. "If I keep doubting you, you and I will have to argue again. I'm tired of that. Why don't you just tell me directly?"

"It's just a matter of exchanging military intelligence."

"Where's the letter?"

“…burned.”

"Burned?" Feng Ye raised his eyebrows. "You burned it like this, aren't you afraid that I will be suspicious?"

Yan Sikong was silent. He suddenly changed his mind. Instead of repeating his suspicions or taking the risk of being discovered by Feng Ye, it would be better to ask Feng Ye directly for confirmation. Feng Ye would not be on guard. If he really had any rebellious intentions, his words and expressions would probably reveal something. So he turned to look at Feng Ye and said, "In fact, Chen Yi expressed some doubts in the letter. The more powerful we are now, the more he is wary."

"Oh, what is he afraid of?" Feng Ye sneered, "Is he afraid that I will not give the throne to him after I seize it?"

"Can you?" Yan Sikong asked Feng Ye urgently, staring at him without blinking.

Feng Ye was indeed stunned. He did not expect Yan Sikong to ask so bluntly. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Why, you doubt me too?"

"Feng Ye, I never wanted to doubt you at all, but you never took Chen Yi seriously, which made me..."

"Why would I care about a piece of trash?" Feng Ye said arrogantly, "He's just a chess piece of ours, isn't he?"

"That being said, he wants to be the emperor after all..." Yan Sikong asked back, "right?"

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yan Sikong, why are you beating around the bush like this? Do you dare to ask clearly what you are thinking?"

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them out.

He couldn't ask. He could say he didn't dare or he didn't want to. He always felt that if he asked this question, some things would be irreversible.

Feng Ye stared at him for a long while with his sharp eyes: "You don't ask? It doesn't matter, even if you don't ask, I can still answer you. When he enters the capital, I will definitely follow our agreement and let Chen Yi become the emperor. In front of all the civil and military officials, I will kowtow to him three times and bow nine times, respect him as the emperor, and ensure that his Chen family will rule for thousands of years. Are you satisfied?"

Yan Sikong held the reins tightly: "You are unwilling to give up."

"Are you unwilling to accept this?" Feng Ye sneered as if he had heard some nonsense. "How can I not be unwilling to accept this? Three generations of my Feng family have worked hard for the Chen family. My father has been guarding the bitter and cold border for decades, blocking the most brutal and tyrannical Mongols for them. But the dog emperor repaid kindness with enmity, forced my father to death, and killed more than 200 people in my Feng family. Do you want me to accept this?!"

"Feng Ye..." Yan Sikong said in a deep voice, "I have never stopped you from taking revenge, but you have to know that it was not Chen Yi who murdered your Feng family. More importantly, Chen Yi is the pillar that stabilizes the various princes of the Chen family. You don't want the world to be in chaos, do you?"

"If Chen Yi gets the chance, he will also want to get rid of me, but I won't give him this opportunity." Feng Ye said coldly, "I said, I know the importance of it, but you don't have to take those fat-headed dragon sons and grandsons too seriously. The reduction of the feudal lords in the past has already caused them to suffer a great loss of vitality. Now most of them only care about luxurious clothes and delicious food. Do you really think that the dog emperor can summon the princes from all directions to rise up and defend the king with just one order? If I could, I wouldn't have commanded more than 200,000 troops in just two years."

"You know why all the nobles are unwilling to act rashly. It's because of Chen Yi. No matter whether Chen Chun or Chen Yi is the emperor, it is the family affair of his Chen family. Your last name is Feng, you..."

"Enough!" Feng Ye'e glared at Yan Sikong fiercely, "How many times are you going to say this nonsense? I'm almost tired of hearing it! I have been following the plan, clearing the emperor's side and supporting the King of Chu, what else do you want from me? Just because I don't take Chen Yi seriously, you suspect that I have the intention to swallow up the world? Why, should I kowtow to the southwest sooner or later, respectfully asking the Prince of Chu to become a prime minister and rule the world as soon as possible, so that you will be satisfied?!"

Yan Si's heart trembled. He pulled the reins and whispered, "I didn't mean that."

"Let me ask you this." Feng Ye pointed his whip at Yan Sikong, "I don't care what Chen Yu said to you. Do you believe him or me?"

Yan Sikong pulled the reins and looked at Feng Ye steadily: "Feng Ye, it's not that I don't trust you, I'm just worried about you. I'm afraid that you will be controlled by hatred and become reckless."

"Like you?" Feng Ye mocked.

Yan Sikong whispered, "Yes, just like me."

"I am not you." Feng Ye said meaningfully, "Even though, you taught me a lot."

Yan Sikong lowered his head, feeling mixed emotions.

Feng Ye raised his chin and said in the tone of a wolf king: "Answer my question just now, do you believe Chen Yi or me?"

"I believe you." This time, Yan Sikong did not hesitate. He took a deep breath and looked directly at Feng Ye. "You are the person I least want to doubt in my life, and the only person I trust. I believe what you said today, and I will not doubt you again in the future."

Feng Ye's icy expression finally softened: "I am quite satisfied with this answer. You'd better remember that you have told me countless lies, but I have never lied to you. You are the least qualified person in the world to doubt me."

Yan Sikong: “…Yes.”

Feng Ye's eyes flickered, and the emotions in them were unfathomable.

Yan Sikong sighed, "I was too suspicious today. Just pretend that I never asked. What do you want to show me?"

Feng Ye looked away, made a gesture to his subordinates following behind him, indicating them to wait again, then got off the horse and tied Zuihong to the tree.

Yan Sikong also tied up the horse and followed Feng Ye into the depths of the forest.

He looked at Feng Ye's back and felt that what those broad shoulders were carrying might be heavier than he had imagined.

He not only felt a little ashamed for his suspicion of Feng Ye.