During the ten days of escaping, Yan Sikong had to sleep in the open air and rush on the road in a hurry, which had made him suffer a lot. Now that he had a comfortable and warm bed to sleep on, after eating and drinking his fill, he fell down and slept until dawn.

After waking up, a maid gently and carefully helped him change his clothes and wash his face, and even brought his breakfast to his bedside. He couldn't help but think of what Shen Hexuan had said when he saw him in his humble room yesterday, saying that he should "reflect on himself", which was not entirely unreasonable. If a person has enjoyed good things, it will be difficult for him to accept bad things, and this is true for food, clothing, and daily expenses, and even more so for power and wealth.

After breakfast, Yan Sikong saw that it was sunny outside, a rare good weather in winter, so he started practicing boxing in the yard.

Having not moved for many days, he punched with full force. While punching, his mind was recalling all the things that had happened in the past, thinking of Feng Ye, Yuan Nanyu, Chen Yi, Shen Hexuan, and many other people and events. His punching style was sometimes restrained, sometimes flexible and clever, and sometimes aggressive.

He felt someone approaching and caught a glimpse of Chen Yu's figure out of the corner of his eye, but ignored him and finished his set of punches. He was sweating all over, but he felt much better.

Chen Yu clapped his hands three times and walked over: "Good punch."

Yan Sikong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a neutral tone, "Your Highness."

"Mr. seems to have calmed down a bit, but you can still call me by my name." Chen Yu did not hide the deep affection in his eyes, "Only Mr. can do that."

Yan Sikong did not answer, but went into the house to get some water, and Chen Yu followed him in.

"Mr. met Mr. Shen yesterday. What did you talk about?"

"Let's stop reminiscing about the past." Yan Sikong said, "Lord Shen and I passed the imperial examination in the same year, entered the government in the same year, and had the same teacher. So, we have a long-standing friendship."

"It's a pity that you two have different ideas." Chen Yu said, "However, now you have the same goal - you want me to become the emperor."

Yan Sikong looked at him coldly: "Oh? Do you think I'm still willing to assist you after all you've been through? I'm tired and don't want to get involved in your dispute anymore. You have Shen Hexuan, that's enough, let me go."

Chen Yu's eyes gleamed: "Sir, are you still unable to let go of Feng Ye? Even though he treated you like this?"

"Feng Ye and I...have long since broken off relations." Yan Sikong made a disgusted expression, "But this has nothing to do with him. I'm just tired and don't want to fight anymore."

"If I can get your help, I will be able to conquer Fengye. As long as I take Taiyuan, my father will announce it to the world and restore my position as the crown prince. I also have a large army under my command, and no one can shake my position." Chen Yu stared at Yan Sikong, "I am where I am today, and it is all thanks to you. When I ascend the throne, I will promise you more. Do you want to let your achievements go to waste?"

Yan Sikong turned and glared at him: "Your Highness, I am a criminal. Even if you were the crown prince, why would you protect a traitor?"

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes: "Then I won't be the crown prince, I will be the emperor directly."

Yan Sikong was slightly stunned.

Chen Yu approached Yan Sikong, and even though there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, do you think I really want to be that useless prince? As long as I enter the capital, I will force my father to abdicate. After I become the emperor, who dares to touch you?"

Yan Sikong was silent.

"Sir." Chen Yu grabbed Yan Sikong's shoulders, "In this world, I only keep you in my heart. Feng Ye has let you down, but I have not. Didn't you want me to be the emperor from the beginning? Didn't you teach me to be an emperor since I was a child? Now we just don't need Feng Ye anymore, nothing else has changed. Let's get rid of that heartless and ungrateful person. I will rule the world. I will follow your wish and restore the prosperity of my Dasheng."

Yan Sikong pushed Chen Yu's hand away and turned his head away, as if hesitating.

"I am sending out troops this time to unite with the imperial court to wipe out the Wolf King rebels. If Feng Ye surrenders, I can still spare his life. If he refuses to repent, he will sooner or later be defeated by the encirclement and suppression from all sides." Chen Yu stared at Yan Sikong without blinking, trying to find clues from his expression to judge his thoughts.

"Why do you think you can beat Feng Ye?"

"Because he only has the King of Bravery, and once I send out my troops, not only will I unite with the imperial court, but my father will also call on the princes from all directions to come to the king's defense and destroy him in one fell swoop."

Yan Sikong shuddered, but he tried to maintain a calm appearance and snorted, "In my opinion, no general in the world can match him in the art of commanding troops in the wild. It's still unclear who will win this battle."

"Feng Ye is indeed a great general. Others may not be able to defeat him, but you can." Chen Yu's eyes were sharp. "You are smarter than him. You understand him and Feng's army better."

Yan Sikong turned around.

Chen Yu walked around to him and asked in a stern tone, "Sir, do you still have feelings for him?"

Yan Sikong looked up at Chen Yu, his eyes as calm as water: "Your Highness, Feng Ye and I had feelings for each other, but love is like a flower that I can easily pick up. It may be beautiful, but it will eventually wither. Why should I take it to heart? Love has never been relevant to me, Yan Sikong. I don't even care about my own wife and daughter, so how could I care about a man? What's more, he humiliated me and let me down like this."

Chen Yu curled his lips and smiled: "I know, I have always known that you are a man who takes the overall situation into consideration. How could you be so obsessed with the love between your children? I admire you even more. But if that is the case, why are you still unwilling to stay and help me? Are you still angry with me?"

Yan Sikong snorted softly: "I said, I'm just tired and don't want to fight with others openly or secretly anymore."

Chen Yu was quick to notice something, his eyes flickered: "Could it be for Mr. Shen?"

Yan Sikong did not answer, he knew that Chen Yu had been hooked.

Yan Sikong's silence made Chen Yu understand. He chuckled and said, "Sir, you are jealous of Mr. Shen... Shen Hexuan, right? You two are equally matched opponents. There can't be two tigers in one mountain. You are afraid that with him around, you will be restrained and unable to move forward."

Yan Sikong turned around and said coldly: "Since you know, if I ask you to kill him, will you do it?"

Chen Yu let out a breath and smiled soothingly: "Sir, how could you compare yourself to him? Yes, you two were both my teachers, but he was just a king and a subject to me, but you are the most important person in my life. I trust you and I love you. Anyone other than you is an outsider to me. He is not worthy of being compared with you."

"I just ask you, are you willing to kill him for me?" Yan Sikong's eyes were cold and aggressive. When they met yesterday, he knew that if Shen Hexuan didn't die, he would not be able to rest in peace and would not be able to use his fists. Shen Hexuan must have seen him in the same way. He didn't hate Shen Hexuan, it had nothing to do with grudges, but he couldn't keep this man. But he also knew that Chen Yi would not agree for the time being.

Chen Yu nodded: "Okay, I will not spare the person you want to kill, as long as I can make you feel at ease. However..." He said softly, "Looking at the overall situation, you don't need me to tell you that he is still very useful now. If you want to kill him, you have to wait until he is of great use. When I enter the capital, I will hand him over to you to deal with, so as to relieve your hatred. How do you think?"

Yan Sikong sneered in his heart. If he really wanted to relieve his hatred, it was not just Shen Hexuan who should be killed. Chen Yu said that he could not bear to hurt him and it was all Shen Hexuan's fault. He would not expose it. How could he believe it? Just like those words of admiration, he just listened to them. The handsome and upright young man in front of him had cold blood in his bones. He was indeed born to be an emperor.

Seeing Yan Sikong's unhappy expression, Chen Yu patiently coaxed him, "Sir, you know that Shen Hexuan is acting as a bridge between me and the court. If I kill him, the court will certainly be suspicious. If you can't calm down, then don't wait until we enter the capital. As long as we take Taiyuan, you can do whatever you want with this man."

Yan Sikong paced a few steps in the room, staring at Chen Yi: "Actually, whether this man lives or dies is not what I care about most. I just can't stand him standing between Your Highness and me. To put it bluntly, if Your Highness wants me to stay, he has to choose between me and him. Otherwise, I would rather be alone in the countryside than wade through this muddy water!"

"I would naturally choose Mr.," Chen Yu said without hesitation, "What else is there to think about?"

Yan Sikong stared at Chen Yi for a moment, as if judging how sincere he was. Chen Yi looked at Yan Sikong frankly, with a look of sincerity and even affection.

Yan Sikong lowered his eyelids, paused for a moment, and said, "There is one more thing."

"Sir, please speak."

"I will no longer get involved in love affairs with others. Such useless things will only drag me down. Your Highness, please do not force me."

Chen Yu curled his lips and smiled, his eyes gleaming: "Okay, I respect you, sir."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath. He knew that Chen Yi would not let it go, but dealing with all kinds of people had long been a part of his life. Since he had decided to come back, he would not look back.

Besides, what Chen Yu wanted was actually not important to him. He was not a woman. He just didn't want to, and he couldn't imagine that a man outside of Feng Ye would do that to him. It was disgusting. But that thing was not painful, itchy, or life-threatening. He had long been accustomed to humiliation and was not surprised. He only considered whether it was worth it and whether it was necessary.

The most important thing right now is to help Yuan Nanyu survive this disaster.