There are only a few days left until Feng Ye’s wedding.

Yan Sikong heard the rumor that after Prince Yong learned that Emperor Zhaowu had deposed Chen Chun and that Chen Yu intended to form an alliance with the court, he realized that he had boarded the wrong ship and became hesitant. So Feng Ye did something jaw-dropping - he ordered Wang Shen to lead an army of 50,000 to "welcome the bride."

This is not a bride-picking ceremony, this is clearly a bride-kidnapping ceremony.

King Yong knew that it was difficult to get off the tiger, so he had to hand over Princess Yunlong obediently. At this time, the army was on the way back to the city and would not miss the auspicious day.

Yan Sikong, since returning from the worship that day, has stayed indoors almost all day.

First, the people sent by Feng Ye followed him everywhere, and second, Feng Ye quietly removed his power, making him almost a idle person.

The two of them could not come to an agreement on the matter of Chen Yu and could only remain at a stalemate. Moreover, Feng Ye was busy with his wedding recently and had no time to pay attention to him.

Besides, he didn't want to go out. The bright red in the yard and the strange looks from the servants were too glaring.

However, although he locked himself in the house, his mind was always outside. The current situation was a dilemma for him. He couldn't sleep all night, trying to guess his own fate and the fate of Dasheng from the existing details, although he knew it was futile.

Feng Ye's ambition, Chen Yi's betrayal, Shen Hexuan's plot, the court's constraints, and even the iron stick that appeared abruptly and had no idea what its purpose was, all made him worried and uneasy, as if there was a sharp scalpel hanging around his neck, ready to fall at any time.

And his worries soon came true.

When Wu Liuqi came to him with an uneasy look and said that Feng Ye wanted to see him, he felt that something was wrong.

"It's so late, why does the Wolf King want to see me?" It was almost midnight. If Feng Ye wanted to see him, he would not need to send someone to summon him. He would come directly.

Wu Liuqi glanced at Yan Sikong and said, "Your servant Ali has been captured by the Wolf King."

Yan Sikong was surprised: "Why?"

"I don't know. Please go over quickly."

Yan Sikong didn't even bother to put on thick clothes and hurried towards Fengye's villa.

When he ran into the yard, he saw that Feng Ye's house was brightly lit and the door was open. Two groups of guards stood at the door, each holding a torch in one hand and a sword in the other.

The atmosphere was unusual.

Yan Sikong rushed into the house, but saw Feng Ye and Yuan Nanyu there. Feng Ye's face was so cold that it made people shudder. Ali was kneeling on the ground, tied up.

"What happened?" Yan Sikong asked loudly, "What did Ali do?"

Ali looked at Yan Sikong and tried to say something, but nothing came out and he was about to cry.

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong, his eyes seemed to have lost their human warmth: "Shouldn't you know best what Ali did?"

Yan Sikong said in a deep voice: "Please let Wolf King know clearly."

Yuan Nanyu stared at Yan Sikong with complicated eyes, his lips moved twice, but in the end he didn't speak.

"Why did you ask him to find some gangsters?"

"Those are She Jun's people. In order to get intelligence from all sides, I have been in contact with She Jun. What's wrong with that?"

"You still want to deceive people and get away with it?" Feng Ye said coldly, "The man he went to find has already confessed in prison that you asked Ali to hire someone to kill someone. The person who was killed was a drunkard nicknamed 'Iron Rod'."

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye in a daze.

Feng Ye slammed the table hard and growled, "Yes and no!"

"……yes."

Ali began to struggle with all his might, making inhuman sounds in his throat. He was so strong that it took several guards to pin him to the ground.

"Why?" Feng Ye asked with gritted teeth, "If you dare to tell a lie, I will kill him!"

Yan Sikong had already realized that the matter was not simple. If they only found out that he "hired a killer to kill someone", it would not be a big deal, unless Feng Ye knew that Tie Zhangzi was secretly communicating with Chen Yu and therefore had some misunderstanding. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm afraid this matter is not worthy of the Wolf King's wrath. There must be other reasons."

Yuan Nanyu couldn't help but speak up: "Master Yan, just tell me everything. If there is any misunderstanding, I believe the Wolf King will not wrongly accuse you."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow him up. He clenched his fists and said, "Quewang, tell me."

Yuan Nanyu rubbed his hands in embarrassment, looked at Feng Ye, then looked at Yan Sikong, and whispered: "Today, the scouts caught a messenger who was delivering a letter to the King of Chu. The letter was full of our military secrets. Under torture, this person confessed that it was the Iron Rod who ordered him to do so."

Yan Sikong felt as if there was a loud bang in his head, and his scalp seemed to explode. All the things that made him suspicious were connected in an instant - Tie Zhangzi wanted to frame him for having an affair with Chen Yi!

Feng Ye said coldly, "The secrets in the letter are known to no more than five people in the whole army, and you are one of them. In fact, a lot of things were done by you. Why did you let Ali hire someone to kill people and silence them? Moreover, you asked She Jun's people to check the iron rod two months ago, right?"

Yan Sikong took a deep breath and tried to calm down, but he knew that whoever wanted to frame him had been planning for a long time. At first glance, this matter seemed to be flawless. He said in a deep voice: "It is true that I asked someone to investigate the iron stick, and it is also true that I wanted to kill him, but I definitely did not collude with the enemy. Someone wanted to frame me."

"Framed you." Feng Yeyao laughed, "That day when you went to worship your father, you deliberately asked me to send the accompanying guards away. The iron stick encountered you in the street and even touched your army bag. Is this also a coincidence? How come there are so many coincidences happening to you!"

Yan Sikong looked at Yuan Nanyu.

Yuan Nanyu's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he whispered, "Big Brother was also present... I must report the truth."

Yan Sikong felt a chill all over his body and said softly, "These are all true, but I didn't collude with the enemy. The iron stick was indeed related to Chen Yi, and he even came to me secretly. After I found out the details of this person, I wanted to use him to investigate Chen Yi's actions, but after encountering him on the street that day, I realized that he had a plot that I didn't know about, so I wanted to kill him to eliminate the trouble in the future."

Feng Ye's eyes flashed with ferocity, "There is a sharp-skinned Chen Yi in the city, and you didn't tell me?!"

"He is not Chen Yu's spy. He is just a gangster who does things for money. I don't want to make trouble before he causes any danger. Besides, you and Chen Yu are incompatible. I don't want to add fuel to the fire and let you faint from anger..."

"What nonsense!" Feng Ye stood up suddenly and slapped Yan Sikong to the ground.

Yuan Nanyu also stood up and shouted, "Wolf King, don't be impulsive! The matter has not been thoroughly investigated yet!"

Yan Sikong fell crookedly to the ground, half of his face was burning, his head was buzzing, and he was almost stunned. However, this kind of pain was almost insignificant compared to the heartache. He looked at Feng Ye and felt that his eyes were a little blurry.

"Isn't it clear enough?" Feng Ye's eyes were bloodshot. "He said he was planning for me, but he was always thinking about Chen Yi. He didn't even tell me about the spy that Chen Yi had planted in the city. All the evidence points to him. How can it be clearer!" He was already yelling at the end.

The guards outside the door knelt down in a neat row, and dared not raise their heads because of the beast-like ferocious anger.

Yuan Nanyu pulled Feng Ye aside and said anxiously, "Feng Ye, what if he was really framed? Maybe Chen Yi wanted to alienate you two."

Feng Ye stared at Yuan Nanyu: "Do you know how many times he has lied to me? So many times that I can't even count them. This man is full of lies and is very calculating. If you can remember how he treated you back then, would you still believe him after something like this?"

Yuan Nanyu bit his lip and said, "No matter what, this matter should be investigated carefully after the iron stick is arrested."

Yan Sikong got up from the ground and stared at Feng Ye with his pupils dark: "Feng Ye, you idiot, can't you see that this is Chen Yi's plan to sow discord? I am not colluding with the enemy, and I, Yan Sikong, will never harm you!" He roared these words, feeling heartbroken.

Feng Ye stared at him fiercely with scarlet eyes: "I want to believe you, time and time again, but you mercilessly stab me again and again. What did I owe you in my previous life? You still want to make excuses? You are well-versed in history and modern times, and you are eloquent and always have something to excuse yourself. If you want to make excuses, I will show you something. If I hadn't seen this thing, I wouldn't dare to believe that you would really betray me for Chen Yi!"

Yuan Nanyu turned his face away.

Feng Ye shouted, "Send it to Yuan Shaoxu!"

Upon hearing this name, Yan Sikong's face turned pale.

Soon, Yuan Shaoxu appeared in front of them, and Feng Ye asked all the guards to escort Ali away until there were only four of them left in the room.

Yuan Shaoxu bowed and said, "Wolf King." He glanced at Yan Sikong with his eyes, his gaze cold and vicious.

"Let me ask you." Feng Ye grabbed a cloth bag on the tea table and took something out of it. "Do you recognize this thing?"

Yan Sikong took a closer look and suddenly felt five thunders striking his head.

Impossible...Impossible!

What Feng Ye was holding in his hand was a dagger. The scabbard was inlaid with gold and jade, and was also embedded with precious gems. It was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.

That dagger was the token that Feng Yelin gave to Yan Sikong before he left!

Yan Sikong couldn't believe what he saw. He had pawned this dagger twenty years ago for fifty taels of silver and gave it to Yuan Weiling. The family no longer had a pillar, and money was needed for medical treatment and food. He still remembered how painful and reluctant he was to pawn it, so much so that he could recognize it at a glance after twenty years.

How did it get here? How is it possible?!

Yuan Shaoxu took a few steps closer and examined it carefully for a moment. Then he was surprised: "This... could it be the dagger that the Wolf King left for Sikong?"

"How can you be sure?"

"I have never seen such an expensive dagger in my life. It was the most valuable thing in our Yuan family at that time. I borrowed it to play with it several times."

"What happened next?" Feng Ye asked with a trembling voice.

"Later..." Yuan Shaoxu glanced at Yan Sikong, then at Yuan Nanyu, "Later, Sikong was exiled in place of Nanyu. He couldn't carry such a valuable item with him, so he left it at home. Then..." He looked at Yan Sikong again, "When Nanyu left home, he secretly took the dagger away."

"Yuan Shaoxu." Yan Sikong stared at Yuan Shaoxu, wishing he could bleed. "Even if you and I are not on good terms, we are still brothers. Why do you hate me so much? Do you dare to repeat the lies you told in front of your father's spirit tablet?"

Yuan Shaoxu lowered his head and whispered, "Nan Yu, we have been separated for so many years, big brother... I really don't recognize you anymore."

Yuan Nanyu looked at them blankly, his face anxious, but he didn't know what to say or do.

Feng Ye held the dagger and approached Yan Sikong step by step: "Didn't you tell me that you pawned the dagger? Why did you put it together with the letter and send it to Chen Yi? The handwriting of the letter is strange, and it can be seen that it was deliberately written with the left hand. But with this dagger, Chen Yi dared to believe the content. How many lies do you have to me?!"

Yan Sikong stared at Feng Ye, feeling as if his heart was hollowed out, tears rolling down his cheeks.