"Second Young Master, Second Young Master!"

Yuan Sikong didn't know how long it took him to regain his consciousness. His vision gradually went from confused and blurry to clear, and a pair of red eyes appeared in front of him.

Somewhat familiar.

"Second Young Master, now is not the time to cry, wake up."

Ah, is it Liang Huiyong? He was obviously dressed in a black cloak, looking at him anxiously.

"Dad..." Yuan Sikong called out in a low voice in despair.

"Second Master, the commander is no longer with us, but you must cheer up. You must not let them catch you again. Wake up!"

Yuan Sikong asked in an almost pleading tone: "My father... is really gone..." He wished that the person in front of him could give him the opposite answer.

Liang Huiyong said with tears in his eyes: "Second Master, the commander wants you to live well, you have to avenge him!"

Revenge...yes...revenge!

Yuan Sikong's eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying light, and he grabbed Liang Huiyong's collar and said, "Han Zhaoxing, who is that beast's cousin? Who is it?"

"The eunuch Xie Zhongren, who holds the seal of the Imperial Household Department, is favored by the emperor and has great power over the government and the people." Liang Huiyong looked around vigilantly and said quickly, "Second Young Master, if you stay here, you may be in danger. Run away, anywhere is fine." He took out a small purse and stuffed it into Yuan Sikong's hand. "This is the silver that the soldiers have collected. You should find a secluded place to hide first. I will lead them away. You can sneak out of the city late at night. I will arrange for the guards at the city gates."

Yuan Sikong choked up and said, "If I leave, what will happen to my mother?"

"It will be useless for you to stay." Liang Huiyong grabbed Yuan Sikong's shoulders and shook him vigorously. "Second Master, you must live. When the thousand households were here, they often praised you to us, saying that you will become a great man in the future. One day, I hope you can eliminate evil and uphold justice, and return Dasheng to a clean and pure world."

Yuan Sikong bit his lip, looked at Liang Huiyong sadly, and nodded slightly.

The sound of guards came from outside the street. Liang Huiyong wiped his face and said seriously, "Hide it." He took off his cloak, put it on Yuan Sikong, and then strode out.

"Liang Zongqi, have you seen the child?"

"It seems to be heading south..."

Yuan Sikong wrapped himself tightly in his cloak, but his body was still as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and every pore was chilled to the bone. He hid deep in a narrow alley, with high walls on both sides. When he raised his head, he could only see a small, cramped, dark sky, which was like an invisible shackle, tightly strangling the light that once illuminated his heart, making the fire of his soul even weaker.

He cried in a low voice, the boundless loneliness and despair eating away at his already empty body.

——

Yuan Sikong did not dare to stay here any longer. Relying on his familiarity with Guangning's terrain, he evaded the guards' pursuit and quietly slipped to the stable, intending to hide until dark before leaving the city.

After finally making it to dusk, Yuan Sikong, who was hiding in a pile of straw, suddenly heard a noise coming from outside and his heart tightened.

"Second brother..." A familiar and weak voice called.

Yuer!

Yuan Sikong pushed aside the straw and said in a trembling voice, "Yu'er."

Yuan Nanyu rushed over and hugged him tightly, crying bitterly, "Second brother..."

"Yu'er..." Yuan Sikong hugged back tightly, and the warm body in his arms finally gave him a hint of warmth.

At this moment, only the endless tears can express the great pain in their hearts.

Yuan Nanyu sobbed: "I know you must be here..."

"Yu'er, what happened to mother?" Yuan Sikong asked harshly, suppressing the fear in his heart.

Yuan Nanyu shook his head: "Mom is in a coma, the doctor said she has a heart attack..."

Yuan Sikong took out the purse Liang Huiyong gave him and said, "Yu'er, here are some silver coins. Take them back and buy medicine for mother. You must make her get better."

"You...what about you..."

"My second brother can't go home. They are looking for me all over the city." Yuan Sikong stroked Yuan Nanyu's face, "Yu'er, you have grown up and you have to take on responsibilities in the future. Take good care of mom on behalf of your second brother. You have to listen to your elder brother and sister. My second brother is leaving."

"Where are you going?" Yuan Nanyu grabbed Yuan Sikong's hand tightly, his eyes full of fear.

"I don't know, but I will definitely live." Yuan Sikong's eyes were filled with hatred, "I will definitely avenge my father and wash away his stigma!"

Yuan Nanyu burst into tears: "Second brother, Yu'er can't bear to leave you..."

Yuan Sikong wiped his tears, but they could not be wiped away: "Yu'er, one day in the future, you and I will meet again."

"But……"

"Go over there and take a look, quick!"

Suddenly, the guards outside the stable shouted, and both of them were startled.

Yuan Sikong pulled Yuan Nanyu into the straw pile: "Tsk..."

Yuan Nanyu listened to the footsteps approaching from afar, his heart beating fast. He pursed his lips, and a man's determination appeared in his eyes. He suddenly grabbed the hemp rope used to tie the straw and grabbed Yuan Sikong's hands.

Yuan Sikong was startled and subconsciously tried to resist, but he was no match for Yuan Nanyu, who had practiced martial arts for many years, and he tied his hands in a few moves.

"Yu'er, what are you going to do?" Yuan Sikong had a premonition rising in his heart.

Yuan Nanyu held Yuan Sikong's face and gave him a forced smile: "Second brother, you are the smartest person I have ever met. You will definitely be more successful than me in the future."

"Yu'er, don't..." Yuan Sikong was shaking all over.

"You said you would avenge Dad, I believe you, you must not be caught here." Yuan Nanyu stuffed the wallet back into Yuan Sikong's arms, tears in his eyes, "Second brother, I often feel that you and I are the same person. Although you don't want me to wear the same clothes as you, but..." He tugged at his clothes that were exactly the same as Yuan Sikong's, "Sometimes there are benefits."

"Yu'er, you are not allowed to go. I will hate you, Yu'er... I beg you..." Yuan Sikong tried desperately to break free from the shackles of the rope and tried desperately to keep Yuan Nanyu. The person beside him was the only warmth he had left!

"Second brother, you also said that Yu'er has grown up and should take responsibility." He hugged Yuan Sikong tightly and choked up, "If you are happy, I am happy. If you are in pain, I am in pain too. You are the most important person to me. As long as you are alive and well, I am willing to do anything."

"I don't have a father anymore, Yu'er, I can't live without you anymore..." Yuan Sikong was almost out of strength. The huge sorrow completely overwhelmed him. He could only beg, "Yu'er, don't be like this... I don't have a father anymore, Yu'er, don't leave me..."

Yuan Nanyu whispered, "Second brother, take care."

Yuan Sikong only felt a pain and numbness in the back of his neck, his vision went dark, and his body fell limply.

——

When Yuan Sikong woke up from his sleep, a night had passed. The sky was brightening, dark clouds were hanging low, and it seemed that a snowstorm was coming, which was very depressing.

He looked around blankly, feeling that his body was almost frozen stiff and his mind was blank.

Yuer...

He struggled frantically, but the hemp rope was tied carelessly and it came loose in a few tries. He struggled to his feet and crawled towards home.

Yuer!

Rushing into the house, Yuan Sikong shouted, "Yu'er! Yu'er!"

He hoped that everything was fake, this was just a nightmare. When he woke up, Yuan Mao was still there, Yuan Nanyu was there, and the whole family was there. He just had a cruel dream!

He prayed to God, he was willing to give everything in exchange for Yuan Mao and Yuan Nanyu's safe return home.

The door was roughly pushed open, and the person who walked out was Yuan Shaoxu, his expression as cold as river water in the coldest days of winter.

Yuan Sikong trembled and said, "Brother, where is Yu'er..."

Yuan Shaoxu rushed over, kicked him in the chest, and knocked him to the ground, shouting: "How dare you come back! Why didn't you die?"

"Shao Xu!" Yuan Weiling rushed out and grabbed him, "Don't do this, what are you doing!"

"It's him! He's the one who killed my father! He's the one who caused my father to offend Han Zhaoxing. It's all his fault!" Yuan Shaoxu rushed over madly and kicked Yuan Sikong again.

Yuan Sikong only felt severe pain in his chest and abdomen, and it seemed as if all his internal organs were churning inside his body.

Mr. and Mrs. Chen also ran over, grabbed Yuan Shaoxu and begged, "Master, please don't do this."

"You killed my father!" Yuan Shaoxu's eyes were red and he looked crazy, like a desperate beast. "Yu'er was also captured to replace you. It's all your fault—"

Yuan Sikong curled up on the ground, feeling cold, painful, and heartbroken.

"Shao Xu! Are you crazy?" Yuan Weiling hugged his waist tightly and cried, "They are our brothers!"

"He is not my brother!" Yuan Shaoxu cried, "Sister, his surname is Yan, not Yuan, he was picked up! He is a disaster! He killed his parents, and now he is here to harm our Yuan family. He caused my father to be beheaded, he caused my mother to be seriously ill, he caused Yu'er to be exiled to the northwest, and he caused you to be broken off from engagement! He has ruined our Yuan family! Get out, get out, and never come back, get out--"

"Shao Xu, stop talking." Yuan Weiling hugged Yuan Shao Xu and cried, "This is not Kong'er's fault, please stop talking, Dad is gone, Yu'er is gone too, there are only these few people left in the family..."

"Get lost!" Yuan Shaoxu yelled at Yuan Sikong, "Dad shouldn't have picked you up back then. You should have been frozen to death or starved to death on the street!"

Yuan Sikong climbed up from the ground stiffly, buried his head, and stumbled out of the Yuan Mansion.

"Kong'er——"

Yuan Sikong ran madly. He ran until his tears froze on his face, until his heart and lungs almost shattered, until his legs gradually lost feeling, and then he rolled heavily to the ground.

He lay on his back in the thick snow, looking at the white frost flying all over the sky. It looked like paper money thrown at a funeral, but was God also mourning the people who died unjustly?

Yuan Shaoxu was right, he was probably really a disaster. If Yuan Mao hadn't taken him home and let him die on the street, would nothing have happened?

At least he wouldn't be living a life worse than death like he is now.

No, he cannot die yet. Yu'er was exiled to the northwest to suffer, and he wants to save him. Yuan Mao was disgraced and suffered injustice, and he wants to clear his name and avenge him.

Xie Zhongren, Han Zhaoxing, Ge Zhong.

Yuan Sikong repeated these names between his lips and teeth, as if he was chewing their flesh, viciously and resentfully. He wanted to live, and one day, he would devour these people alive, and watch them fall into the endless hell, suffer the pain of being burned by the fire of karma, and never be able to be reborn!

The last chapter of the first volume. In the next volume, Kong Er will grow up and Feng Ye will appear soon.

Volume 2: The Beginning of the Sharp Edge