Feng Ye's hangover didn't get better until the afternoon, but when he summoned Yan Sikong, he still looked out of spirits, his face was pale and swollen, and his eyes were very tired.

Yan Sikong stood aside, waiting with an expressionless face.

Feng Ye slowly drank a sip of the sobering tea, then raised his eyes to look at Yan Sikong, and said coldly: "I heard that you forgot to go to find Que last night."

The group of people Feng Ye sent to monitor Yan Sikong would naturally report any movement.

Yan Sikong replied: "Yes, I want to go and have a drink with him."

"Then why did you go back?" Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong's features carefully, trying to see something from them, but he didn't see anything unusual.

"I see the Wolf King is here, so I won't disturb him."

Feng Ye nodded: "What a coincidence, I also want to have a drink with him."

Yan Sikong didn't say anything.

Feng Ye put the tea bowl on the table. There was a crisp sound of "clacking". It sounded a bit harsh in the quiet room. It was also obvious that the owner of the hand was not in a stable mood. He said directly: "I can agree to your request yesterday. After the matter is completed, I will spare Chen Yu's life, but he will be confined to his house for life."

"No." Yan Sikong flatly refused.

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Yan Sikong looked directly at Feng Ye and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Imprisoning him is no different from killing him. You should give him land, property and wealth so that he can live out the rest of his life in peace."

Feng Ye clenched his fists: "I'm giving you face by sparing his life, don't push your luck."

"I don't need face. You and I are in conspiracy. I give you what you want and you give me what I want. Without his military power, he will be nothing. What are you afraid of?" Yan Sikong realized that after he gathered his heart and no longer had any expectations of Feng Ye, he was much calmer when facing this man, the Wolf King, at least on the surface.

"You really have deep feelings for him." Feng Ye said coldly, "He is the eldest prince, the former crown prince. Now he wants to unite with the court to deal with me, and he also has improper thoughts about you. I have ten thousand reasons to kill him. I can spare his life for you, but it is impossible for me to let him go free."

Yan Sikong cupped his hands and said, "The Wolf King has his own decision to make. I don't need to say anything."

"What do you mean?" Feng Ye asked harshly, "If I don't let Chen Yu go, will you go against me?"

"I dare not. I only ask the Wolf King to let me go." Yan Sikong answered slowly, "The Wolf King has countless capable people under his command. Now that he has a large army under his command, he can look down on the world. In fact, he no longer needs me."

"Whether you need it or not, it's not your turn to tell me." Feng Ye said with an unsteady breath, gritting his teeth, "Even if I don't need you, I won't let you go find Chen Yi."

Perhaps his heart had become numb from the pain and now he couldn't feel anything at all, Yan Sikong remained silent.

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong's indifferent expression. He was clearly right in front of him, but he had a feeling that he couldn't touch or grasp him, as if Yan Sikong was moving away from him step by step and firmly. This panic was obviously illusory, but it seemed so real. He didn't even know how to hold him tightly in his palm. This made him want to go crazy. He said in a deep voice: "Now do you still remember your promise back then? You said you would never leave me. You said that you would be my person in life and my ghost in death."

Yan Sikong paused and said softly, "Everyone is young and naive at one time. Didn't the Wolf King also trust me?"

"You!" Feng Ye felt his blood boiling and hatred in his heart, but he didn't know how to vent it.

Yan Sikong didn't want to conflict with him. It would be meaningless except for tiring himself. He cupped his hands and said, "Wolf King, tomorrow is the anniversary of my father's death. I want to go up to the north to pay my respects. Can you give me some time and ask your men to stop following me and disturbing my father's peace?"

Feng Ye took a deep breath and snorted coldly: "Is this how you beg people?"

Yan Sikong knelt down without hesitation: "Please, Wolf King."

Feng Ye looked down at Yan Sikong and said, "You are willing to kneel down for your father's death anniversary. What are you willing to do for Chen Yi?"

"I am willing to help the Wolf King get what he wants."

Feng Ye leaned forward: "What I want is not only your brain, but also your body."

Yan Sikong raised his head, expressionless: "I have long been at the disposal of the Wolf King."

Such a submissive attitude made Feng Ye feel even more out of control. His face turned livid, his fists clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. He said in a cold voice, "Let Quewang go with you. Get out of here."

Yan Sikong bowed again and retreated with his head down.

Just after closing the door, Yan Sikong heard the sound of tea bowls being swept to the ground and breaking. He laughed mockingly, wondering why Feng Ye was doing this, why did he keep them torturing each other and making each other unhappy? He no longer believed that Feng Ye still had any feelings for him. What he did have was probably just an obsession that was difficult to let go.

Obsessing over this thing is harmful.

——

When Yan Sikong returned to his courtyard, he saw Ali standing outside the door, wondering what he was waiting for.

When he saw Yan Sikong, Ali gestured towards his study, his face full of reluctance.

Yan Sikong frowned, strode over, pushed open the door, and saw a rare guest sitting in the room, and also an unwelcome guest - Yuan Shaoxu.

Yuan Shaoxu was fiddling with the sandalwood paper on his desk. Seeing that he was not at all amiss, he said in a neutral tone, "I'm back."

Yan Sikong closed the door and said vigilantly, "Brother is here."

Ali knew about his relationship with Yuan Shaoxu, so he didn't dare to stop him. If it were an ordinary person, Ali would not let anyone in casually.

"Yes, I just got here." Yuan Shaoxu said, "Your ugly servant looks scary. I don't want to keep him in the room to be a nuisance, so I hurried out. Is that okay?"

"No problem." Yan Sikong stepped forward, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for Yuan Shaoxu. "Brother, please have some."

Yuan Shaoxu took it, took a sip of tea, and glanced at Yan Sikong: "Why would I come here if you don't ask?"

"Brother, if nothing happened, you wouldn't come to see me." Yan Sikong sat in the guest seat and glanced through his study room inconspicuously, trying to see if Yuan Shaoxu had messed up anything, but he couldn't see anything for a moment.

"Do you know what day tomorrow is?"

"It's Dad's death anniversary."

"Just remember it." Yuan Shaoxu said, "I was afraid you would forget it because you were busy, so I came to remind you. I just came from Yu'er's place. This is the first time in all these years that we have gathered together on the anniversary of Dad's death. Tomorrow, we brothers will go up the mountain together to pay tribute to Dad."

Yan Sikong was suspicious. Was Yuan Shaoxu coming to him just for this?

Yuan Shaoxu saw through his thoughts and sneered, "I am indeed dissatisfied with you, but after thinking about it, I have also let you down, so let's call it even. Anyway, the two of us are born to be at odds, and there is no need to pretend to be brothers and sisters. But you know how to repay kindness and are very filial to Dad. Dad really loved you when he was alive. Tomorrow is Dad's death anniversary, and we should worship together, that's all."

Yan Sikong cupped his hands and said, "Brother, what you said is absolutely right."

Yuan Shaoxu stood up and said, "Yu'er and I have agreed to set out at dawn tomorrow. I have already prepared the things for the worship. In order to conceal our whereabouts, we will go alone."

"That's natural."

Yuan Shaoxu stood up and left without looking back.

As soon as he left, Ali came in hurriedly and explained with gestures: Sir, I don't know whether I should stop him.

Yan Sikong soothed him, "It's okay. He is my elder brother and a general. You can't stop him. Instead, you will cause trouble. Go out. I want to check the house."

Ali sighed and retreated silently.

Yan Sikong opened all the drawers and cabinets in the study and checked them. It wasn't that he was paranoid, but he was a little concerned about Yuan Shaoxu's sudden appearance in his room, especially since he had been helping Feng Ye with military affairs for a long time and had a lot of confidential documents. He didn't think Yuan Shaoxu would betray him, but checking it out would make him feel more at ease.

In the end, he didn't see anything wrong, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe he is just too suspicious, especially after all the things that have happened recently...

He looked at the night sky and realized it was already very late. He was still drunk from the night before and his head was still a little swollen and painful. He had to get up early the next day, so he went to bed.

——

Early the next morning, when the sun was about to rise and the sky was still a chilly blue-gray, the three of them gathered outside Fengye Mansion, all dressed in somber black.

The reason why they set out so early was, firstly, that they had to start early for the worship, and secondly, the relationship between the three of them was always a secret and they did not want too many people to see it.

When he saw Yan Sikong, although Yuan Nanyu's masked face showed no emotion, his eyes looked a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Yan Sikong looked normal, as if everything he had seen and heard the day before was fake. He took the initiative to say, "I went to look for you that day, but when I saw the Wolf King was there, I went back."

"Oh, so sometimes when he's feeling down, he'll go have a drink with me."

Yuan Nanyu's explanation sounded unnecessary and it seemed as if he was trying to cover up something, but Yan Sikong knew that he did this because he was not one to hide things and he wanted to test whether Yan Sikong had seen anything. This was both an advantage and a disadvantage.

Yan Sikong nodded: "You almost built this from nothing. When you were in hard times, you must have supported each other in this way."

"Yeah." Yuan Nanyu felt a little emotional.

Yuan Shaoxu watched them from the side, looking thoughtful.

"It's only natural that the Wolf King trusts and values ​​you so much." Yan Sikong glanced at Yuan Nanyu, "With a support like you, the Wolf King will be invincible."

"I just use all my wisdom and loyalty."

What a wise and loyal person...

Yan Sikong felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't want to show it. He bit the horse's belly and said, "Let's go."