After taking the outer city, the morale was boosted. Feng Ye was overjoyed and immediately ordered the repair of the city walls and the clearing of the moat. On the one hand, he surrounded the inner city, and on the other hand, he used the outer city to resist the incoming royalist troops. The Forbidden City was already trapped in a jar.

The scouts reported back that Chen Yi expected to reach the capital the next day, but he was too late. One step too late, and the outcome was already a thousand miles away.

After nightfall, Feng Ye came to see Yan Sikong with a pot of wine. He was confident of victory and was in high spirits, with a smile on his stern face.

At this time, Yan Sikong was leaning against Hun'er, reading a book beside the stove.

"The doctor said that your injury is almost healed and you can drink." Feng Ye poured Yan Sikong some wine.

Yan Sikong looked down at the wine swaying gently in the glass and said, "Congratulations, Wolf King."

"Are you really congratulating me?" Feng Ye said with a smile.

"It's sincere." Yan Sikong glanced at Feng Ye and asked, "How did the Wolf King deal with the aftermath?"

"Just order people to repair the city walls and clear the moat, and Chen Yi's army will arrive tomorrow." Feng Ye laughed happily, "It's a pity that he is too late, he is too late, hahahaha——"

"With the city walls to defend, it will be difficult for the loyalist army to break through."

"Of course, after a day of fierce fighting, although my Feng family army suffered heavy casualties, we still have 200,000 soldiers available. The troops the court had gathered from Jiangnan have not yet arrived, Zhao Fuyi is also on the way, and the loyalist army is even one step behind. I abandoned Taiyuan and raided the capital. Although it was risky, my gamble paid off." Feng Ye laughed unrestrainedly and wildly, "I have sent envoys to the capital to persuade the dog emperor to surrender."

"oh?"

Feng Ye smiled, revealing his white teeth: "I asked the envoy to tell him tactfully that if he surrenders, I will not only establish him as the thirteenth prince, but also guarantee him wealth and honor. If he does not surrender, I will enter the capital and not only kill him, but also bury all his concubines and descendants with him."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "Then...Where is Wan Yang?"

Feng Ye sneered: "Are you worried about your wife? Don't worry, she is my cousin, I will spare her life."

Yan Sikong picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Do you think the dog emperor will surrender?"

"This man is greedy for pleasure, stupid and incompetent. Even if Zhu Lanting doesn't surrender, he might surrender. I'll have my envoys secretly contact the officers and generals who were once on good terms with my father. Then they will persuade him to surrender." Feng Ye said, "Zhu Lanting has never replied to your letter. You can write him another letter and explain the benefits to him."

"Um."

Feng Ye pulled Yan Sikong into his arms, and Yan Sikong immediately struggled.

"Don't move." Feng Ye said with a warning, "You are weak now, I won't touch you."

Yan Sikong froze and stopped moving.

Feng Ye hugged Yan Sikong's waist and whispered in his ear, "Once we get to the capital, I will bring Xie Zhongren to trial. How do you want him to die?"

"Ling Chi." Yan Sikong said without hesitation.

"That's exactly what I want." Feng Ye sniffed the fresh scent of Yan Sikong's hair. "You want to vindicate General Yuan, and I also want to vindicate my father. We can get revenge soon."

Yan Sikong's body was trembling slightly. He had been waiting for this day for twenty years.

Feng Ye felt the man in his arms trembling, and hugged him even tighter: "When the day comes when I hold great power and have the final say over the country, I won't be afraid of you betraying me, because you will have nowhere to go and can only rely on me."

Yan Sikong didn't say anything.

"By then..." Feng Ye hummed, "You will be glad that I still want you. Otherwise, there will be no place for you in this world."

Yan Sikong's blue lips trembled slightly: "Thank you very much for your kindness, Wolf King."

"You don't have to be sarcastic. You know your own situation very well." Feng Ye used his lips to gently trace the lines of Yan Sikong's ears, jaw and face. "Your reputation is ruined, and you have enemies everywhere. I don't know how many people want to eat you alive. If it weren't for me, who could protect you, She Zhun, the wandering thief?"

"You, protect me?" Yan Sikong sneered, "The one who saved me from danger many times was none other than She Zhun, the wandering wanderer."

Feng Ye's eyes darkened and he bit Yan Sikong's neck.

Yan Sikong hissed and tried to dodge, but Feng Ye's hand that was holding him was as hard as copper and iron and did not move at all.

The gasp startled Feng Hun, who was lying nearby. It turned its head to look at them, its wolf eyes flashing with a strange light under the candlelight.

"The danger you are talking about is escaping from me and going to Chen Yu to be whipped?" Feng Ye asked coldly, "Who gave you these injuries?"

"This little injury is nothing." His heart was truly full of wounds, and these were all given by the person who was now holding him affectionately.

"Minor injuries?" Feng Ye gritted his teeth and said, "I have licked every inch of your body. Every hair of yours belongs to me. No matter how much I hate you, I have never left the slightest scratch on you. Yet you sent yourself to be abused by others!"

"Oh." Yan Sikong suddenly realized, and said coldly, "I understand. The Wolf King thinks that the scars on my body are not good-looking. After all, this is a man's body, so it is bound to be bumped and bruised, and it is not as delicate and smooth as a woman's."

"Shut up."

"Besides, I am too old to be a teenager... um..."

Feng Ye fiercely blocked Yan Sikong's lips. This kiss was rough and passionate. He sucked hard on the soft lips, and his domineering tongue pried open the teeth, driving straight in, hooking Yan Sikong's tongue, lingering and entangled.

Suddenly, Feng Ye felt a sharp pain and was forced to let go of Yan Sikong. He wiped the corner of his mouth, which was covered in blood.

Yan Sikong looked at him expressionlessly.

Feng Ye was furious: "I am the Wolf King, you are never allowed to reject me!"

Feng Hun sensed the tension between the two and came over, trying to get in between them, but was pushed away by Feng Ye.

Yan Sikong said sarcastically: "The Wolf King is about to take over the world, but he still keeps getting entangled with a notorious person like me. Isn't he afraid of being laughed at?"

"Who dares to laugh at me?" Feng Ye pinched Yan Sikong's chin, "Do you know what I have planned for you after entering the capital?"

"I don't want to know."

"You should know." Feng Ye said arrogantly, "I will make you the Grand Tutor, one of the Three Dukes. This is the highest honor. What do you think?"

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes.

Although he was one of the Three Dukes and had a high status, he had no real power. Feng Ye placed him in such a high position, like a moving target, and he was bound to be hated, hostile, and despised by everyone, whether openly or covertly.

Feng Ye did it on purpose.

"Not only that, I also want you to teach my son to read." Feng Ye curled his lips, smiling coldly and cruelly, even the wound at the corner of his lips had a hint of bloodthirstiness, "You said that you taught Chen Yu to be a talent for an emperor. Is there a better teacher than you in the world?"

Yan Sikong secretly clenched his fists. Fortunately, his heart was dead. The pain was so severe that he was left with numbness.

Feng Ye poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Yan Sikong: "Come, celebrate with me for taking over the outer city."

Yan Sikong held the wine glass tightly, not moving for a long time.

"Drink." Feng Ye ordered.

Yan Sikong drank the wine in the glass stiffly. Feng Ye stared at him deeply and drank it all in one gulp. Then he smashed the glass and said with a wicked smile: "Hurry up and get well. I can't wait for you to sleep with me."

After saying that, he stood up and walked away without looking back.

Yan Sikong sat there stiffly for a long time, not moving until Feng Hun buried his head in his lap. He then relaxed his spine and gently stroked Feng Hun's hair: "Hun'er, you've also noticed, right? You've noticed that between us, there's only... resentment."

——

After the army besieged the city, the imperial capital of Da Sheng became an isolated city. The envoys sent by Feng Ye were already in the palace at this time, and no one knew how Emperor Zhaowu would react.

Chen Yi's army arrived in the capital before dark. After choosing a place to set up camp, they immediately sent envoys to negotiate peace with Feng Ye. Several other troops were still on the way to support the king. Chen Yi knew very well that even if he assembled more troops than Feng Ye, it would be almost impossible to conquer Feng Ye in a short time because of its high walls and deep moats.

Feng Ye ignored it, and on the one hand he put pressure on the court, on the other hand he prepared his troops for another battle.

With the army approaching at this time, the court must have been in chaos. Emperor Zhaowu was unpopular to begin with, and Feng Ye tried every means to bribe and win over officials in Beijing, hoping that the final battle would be won without bloodshed.

Zhu Lanting finally wrote back to Yan Sikong, saying that he would let Feng Ye withdraw his troops for thirty miles first as a sign of his sincerity.

Feng Ye saw the letter and laughed angrily: "This Zhu Lanting really doesn't want to drink the toast, but drinks the punishment."

"The imperial army will soon gather in the capital. Even if they cannot capture the outer city for the time being, you will have to defend the city and will not be able to focus on attacking the inner city. If Zhu Lanting leads his troops out of the city to attack, the situation will be very dangerous."

"If he leaves the city, I won't have to go in and look for him." Feng Ye sneered, "I'll leave him alone so he won't dare to come out."

"Not necessarily. He certainly doesn't dare to leave the city now, but he will wait for an opportunity to act."

"In that case, we must capture the inner city as soon as possible, otherwise we will suffer a long night of sleep."

Yan Sikong said softly, "Go find a piece of old yellowed paper."

"You want to forge a letter from Zhu Lanting and send it to the court?"

"No, I'll give it to him first. Emperor Zhaowu is suspicious, because you claimed that you were willing to assist the Thirteenth Prince, he must be suspicious of Zhu Lanting. Zhu Lanting also knows in his heart that if these letters fall into the hands of Emperor Zhaowu, the Zhu family may not be safe. There are enemies outside and suspicions inside. He must make a choice. We must force him into a dead end."

"Good idea. I'll send someone to look for it now."

"Any news about Yu...Quwang?"

"You asked yesterday, but there is still no answer today. Chen Yi has not discovered Que Wang's identity yet. You have been hiding well in our army. It would be best if he never finds out. Only then will Que Wang be safe."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath and said, "It's because I didn't leave the house. Otherwise, the soldiers who were familiar with Que Wang would have noticed something was wrong sooner or later. I didn't expect Que Wang to keep it a secret for so long."

"The only solution now is to take over the Forbidden City as soon as possible. With this biggest bargaining chip, I will definitely be able to rescue Quewang."

Yu'er... Yan Sikong said silently in his heart, you must be safe, you must wait until your second brother comes to save you.