Father-in-law Feng came back and brought back a letter from Chen Yi, but the letter was not for Feng Ye, but for Yan Sikong.

When Yan Sikong heard the news, his heart sank. He didn't know what Chen Yi would write in the letter, but Chen Yi had used a strategy of sowing discord between him and Feng Ye before, and it was quite effective. Knowing that this trick worked, he would most likely do it again. Otherwise, it was Feng Ye who sent people to negotiate, so why did the reply letter be addressed to him? This showed that he did not take the Wolf King seriously.

Sure enough, Feng Ye stared at the letter with a gloomy expression, but he did not order anyone to hand it to him first. Instead, he gestured to hand the letter to Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong reached out and took the letter. Even though he hadn't read a single word, he knew it was a hot potato. However, he was anxious to know Yuan Nanyu's safety, so he opened it without hesitation.

After just a few glances, he froze.

This... this isn't a proper document between the enemy or us. It's clearly a love letter expressing deep longing. Even the accusations in it have a sad flavor.

Yan Sikong's scalp tingled as he read on. When he read to the end, his whole body trembled. He stared at those few words with his eyes wide open.

Feng Ye also became nervous: "What happened to Quewang? What exactly was written in the letter?!"

Yan Sikong suddenly became furious, stood up and walked in front of Father-in-law Feng.

The poor old man shuddered with fear and looked at Yan Sikong in fear.

Yan Sikong grabbed the letter and said coldly, "What does Chen Yu want to do? This letter is full of nonsense and filth. What on earth did he forget about the letter?!"

Feng Guozhang shuddered and said, "Wolf King, Lord Yan, I have done everything you said. As for the rest, I, I don't know anything."

"You stayed in his camp for so long, and you didn't know about it?" Yan Sikong stared at Feng Guozhang, "Chen Yu is your grandson, if you don't know about it, who else do you want to know about it?"

Father-in-law Feng said anxiously, "I, I was ordered by the Wolf King to persuade them to surrender. The King of Chu was on guard against me. At most... at most I just heard a few rumors."

"What rumor!" Yan Sikong's eyes turned red.

Feng Ye walked over, snatched the letter and started reading it quickly.

Father-in-law Feng's eyes flickered, as if he was embarrassed to speak, and hesitantly said: "It is said that the King of Chu had contact with him..." He considered the words for a long time, and finally uttered the word "closely".

At this time, Feng Ye had also finished reading the letter. His face suddenly changed and he was filled with anger. He stared coldly at Feng Guozhang: "Get out, all of you, get out!"

Father-in-law Feng and all the guards retreated, leaving only Feng Ye and Yan Sikong standing opposite each other in the condensed air.

Feng Ye shook the letter and said in a trembling voice, "I didn't believe you about Xi'er's matter because you had no credibility in my heart at that time. I was suspicious of everything you did. Now, I will listen to your explanation."

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye coldly: "If it wasn't related to Quewang's reputation, I wouldn't bother explaining it to you."

"Then explain." Feng Ye gritted his teeth.

"This is just another of Chen Yi's escapades. He deliberately angered you and lured you out of the city for a fight." Yan Sikong clenched his fists. He was unwilling to believe what was said in the letter. He couldn't imagine that Yu'er was...

"Chen Yi wrote such a loving and resentful letter, accusing you of betraying your love for each other, exchanging identities with Que Wang in order to save him, but Que Wang replaced you and him..." Feng Ye's blood boiled, his eyes revealed murderous intent, "You spent a warm night with him, making love with him."

"He's talking nonsense." Yan Sikong said angrily, "I have no relationship with him, but he dared to insult Quewang's reputation. I can't forgive him!"

Feng Ye took a deep breath: "Master Feng just said that the two of them had a 'close' relationship."

"Impossible." Yan Sikong was extremely anxious and rejected it categorically, "Impossible."

"I'll send someone to find out whether it's true or not." Feng Ye crumpled up the letter. "I won't be fooled by Chen Yi easily, but if Que Wang is really..."

Yan Sikong's face turned pale. He pursed his lips tightly, not even daring to think about it. But once Chen Yi found out the truth, he could do anything. If Chen Yi chose to humiliate Yuan Nanyu in that way... He didn't dare to believe it now, and didn't want to believe it. But his heart was already in a mess. He forced himself to calm down and said, "Don't worry about anything else, just rescue the people first."

As expected, Chen Yu proposed in the letter that he should go to exchange Yuan Nanyu himself, but he knew that Feng Ye would never allow it. And having learned from the previous experience, it would be almost impossible for him to escape again.

Yu'er, what should I do...

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The spy sent by Feng Ye had not yet replied, but Yan Sikong got the news he least wanted to hear from someone else. That someone was She Jun.

Nearly a hundred days had passed since they parted ways in winter. The two went their separate ways at that time because he wanted to go to Chen Yi to "fall into a trap", while She Jun wanted to settle Ali. After that, he moved to many places and completely cut off contact with She Jun.

She Jun didn't know that the "Yan Sikong" in Chen Yi's camp was not Yan Sikong. He wanted to rescue her, but to no avail. When he appeared in front of the city gate and asked to see the Wolf King, he was covered in blood.

Yan Sikong rushed over and was heartbroken when he saw She Jun who was seriously injured.

"She Jun!" Yan Sikong rushed to the bed and saw that the man who was usually so elegant and cynical was now pale, weak and in a miserable state. The bloody clothes thrown on the ground hurt his eyes badly.

Feng Ye said: "We have already asked the imperial physician to treat him. Don't worry, his life is safe and he will get better sooner or later."

Both of She Jun's men were slightly injured and watched anxiously from the side.

She Jun half-closed his eyes and looked at Yan Sikong. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, but his breath was weak.

Yan Sikong choked up and said, "She Zhun, are you trying to save me? How many times are you going to save me? Why don't you just walk away in style? Why do you still want to return to this quagmire?"

She Jun shook his head and said softly, "I... didn't save him, but instead caused him... to be exposed for helping me..."

Yan Sikong said with tears in his eyes: "It's not your fault, it's my incompetence. I exchanged identities with him to save him, but it backfired."

She Jun tried hard to catch his breath, but even speaking was difficult: "He...he and the King of Chu..."

Yan Sikong trembled and said, "She Zhun, don't say anything. You have to take good care of yourself. I will rescue him. I will definitely rescue him."

She Jun's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he passed out.

Yan Sikong stood up staggeringly, walked to the outer room, and called out She Jun's two men.

"Master Yan." The two of them bowed and said, "Thank you, Wolf King, Master Yan, for saving our boss."

Feng Ye said: "She Zhun saved me before, so it's what he deserves."

Lord Yan took a deep breath and asked, "How did She Jun get injured?"

The two looked at each other and said in frustration: "The boss thought that the person in Chen Yu's camp was Lord Yan and planned to rescue you. He had already sneaked into the camp and found out the location of General Que, but he didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect anything." Yan Sikong's voice was very low and hoarse.

The man looked embarrassed, as if he didn't know how to start.

"Speak." Yan Sikong emphasized his tone.

"I didn't expect... Chen Yu would be in the general's tent, sleeping with him..." The man glanced at Feng Ye secretly and said harshly, "Sleeping with him."

There was no expression on Feng Ye's face, just like the calm sea surface, but no one knew what kind of storm was brewing underneath.

Yan Sikong felt his vision go white. He staggered back a step and grabbed the bookshelf, only then did he manage to steady himself.

Yu'er...Yu'er was really...

It was him who came up with the extremely stupid idea of ​​exchanging identities. He could never have imagined that Chen Yi would dare to do such a thing.

Feng Ye's voice was filled with a cold murderous aura: "Go on, what happened to Quewang?"

"Our boss wanted to rescue General Que, but was caught by Chen Yi. In order to help the boss escape, General Que injured Chen Yi and his identity was exposed." The subordinate said solemnly, "The boss was injured. In order to escape the pursuers, he could not heal his injuries, so his injuries became worse. Fortunately, fortunately, he arrived here in time."

Yan Sikong sucked in a breath, and his whole body seemed to be drained dry. His whole body was empty. He didn't dare to think about how Yuan Nanyu had been living during these days pretending to be him in order to save his life.

And how did Chen Yi treat him.

Feng Ye asked coldly, "Are you injured?"

"no."

"Have you been imprisoned?"

“…No.”

"Go down." Feng Ye subconsciously clenched his hands into fists behind his back.

After the two of them left, Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong and said in a deep voice: "Que Wang's identity was exposed by Chen Yi three days ago. During this period of time, Chen Yi treated him as you and treated him..."

"Shut up." Yan Sikong glared at Feng Ye fiercely, his eyes red, "Shut up."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and said, "Have you and Chen Yi already had an agreement? Otherwise, why would he do such a thing to Que Wang?"

Yan Sikong was already filled with remorse, and after hearing this, he became even more furious: "Whoever I have a 'hate relationship with' has nothing to do with you, what can you do to me?"

"You are looking for death!" Feng Ye said sternly.

"Yes, I am looking for death. I have already asked you to kill me. Why haven't you done it yet?" Yan Sikong thought of the suffering Yuan Nanyu had endured, and his heart and lungs felt like they were being torn apart. Feng Ye's words and the knife could no longer hurt him, because he was already covered with wounds.

Feng Ye swept the teacup off the table with one palm, his eyes emitting a hellish hatred: "If you let Chen Yi touch you, I will make you live a life worse than death!"

Yan Sikong laughed, but his voice was full of pain: "Feng Ye, you have made my life worse than death."

Seeing the madness that Yan Sikong revealed at that moment, Feng Ye felt heartbroken. He gritted his teeth and said, "You said that you and Chen Yi are innocent. When I rescue Que Wang, I will ask him in person."

"I don't care whether he is innocent or not. I don't care how you treat me." Yan Sikong looked ahead with empty eyes. "I just want him to come back safely."

"I also want him to come back safely, but even if he comes back, he can't be considered safe, and this is all thanks to you."

This sentence made Yan Sikong's face pale. He said hoarsely: "Yes, it is my fault, but it is not your turn to be held responsible."

Feng Ye walked up to him and stared at him: "Since when did you become so harsh when speaking to me? You used to be a smooth talker and could say anything that everyone liked to hear, but why are you so cold and hard to me?"

Yan Sikong seemed to have heard a big joke, but he couldn't laugh at all: "Do you really want me to answer?"

Feng Ye glared at him gloomily.

"Do you really want to know, or as a noble and arrogant wolf king, you can no longer tolerate someone disobeying you?"

Feng Ye's face twitched and a ferocious look emerged. He reached out to grab Yan Sikong, but Yan Sikong was like a frightened bird. He took a few steps back and looked at him warily and panically.

Feng Ye was deeply hurt by the cold eyes and distant attitude. He hoped Yan Sikong would say something nice to him, or even... even smile. Even if he was hypocritical and servile in the past, it would be better than the current resistance. How long had it been since he had received a trace of warmth from this person? But in this world, the only person who could warm his heart was the person in front of him.

He suddenly backed off, compromised, and suddenly became too tired to care about everything. If, if this person could just give in to him, he might be able to let it go, and not mention the past. He had spent so much effort and survived many dangers to get to where he is today. Even the emperor had submitted to him, so why couldn't he get what he wanted the most? !

Three years ago, the Yan Sikong who named his daughter "Jin Yu", the Yan Sikong who tried his best to recruit soldiers and horses for him and make plans for him, must have still had him in his heart. But what about now? Now there is nothing in his eyes.

Yan Sikong whispered, "You refused to exchange me for him. Now Chen Yu is on guard. Sending people to attack the camp is just a way to die. Tell me, how do you plan to save him?"

Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong deeply: "If I rescue him, how will you thank me?"

Yan Sikong was startled and said angrily, "Quewang served you wholeheartedly and bravely, and you said with your own mouth that he was your life-long brother. Do you even want to set conditions for saving him?"

"He was not strict in his rule and was emotional, which led to him being ambushed and implicated the three armies. I wanted to save him out of friendship. If military law is used, he will be fined half his life if he doesn't die. How much do you want me to pay to save him?"

Yan Sikong glared at Feng Ye: "You mean, Quewang deserved to die."

"He made a big mistake, so don't blame others." Feng Ye said coldly, "But I will still do my best to save him, because he is indeed his brother who has risked his life for him. But you, don't take it for granted."

Yan Sikong laughed mockingly: "What do you want? You, the Wolf King, will not tell me that you want a man over thirty to sleep with you? What you, the Regent King, do is too shabby."

"I want the old you." Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong and said with a trembling voice, "You abandoned me back then simply because I went from being the prince of Jingyuan to a death row prisoner, but I have everything now. I can give you whatever you want. If...if you can treat me the same way as before, I can let bygones be bygones." Feng Ye's voice was shaking so much by the end of his words.

He will never forget the shocked and pitying look in Yan Sikong's eyes when he saw him in prison. No amount of punishment could compare to the pain caused him by that look. He went from being the prince of Jingyuan to a prisoner. He used to be so glorious in front of Yan Sikong, but now he is so miserable. That's why Yan Sikong wanted to marry his cousin, who was from a wealthy family, and that's why Yan Sikong refused to go with him.

All the hatred and resentment he had accumulated in his heart had been tormenting him for many years, and he has not been able to get rid of it until today.

But he really hated it and wanted to be free. He wanted Yan Sikong to treat him the same way as before, even if it was for his power and fame, it didn't matter, he accepted it, he could not let go of such a heartless and unfaithful person in his life, he hated it, he was unwilling, but he could only accept it, as long as he had power and fame, he was not afraid of this person leaving him again.

He just wanted the Yan Sikong of the past, even if she was lying to him, she would lie to him for the rest of her life.

Yan Sikong felt a piercing pain. He thought his heart had long since stopped being disturbed by this person, but this was ultimately not something he could control. He looked at Feng Ye's slightly bewildered and unwilling look and felt so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe.

The former Yan Sikong.

What was Yan Sikong like in the past?

Is it the Yan Sikong who can still laugh, be emotional, and fantasize about growing old together with someone?

Yan Sikong, who was like that, should have died long ago because of his own stupidity and weakness, and he deserved to die like this.

It's just that the person who killed Yan Sikong with his own hands is now ordering him to be resurrected. It's really sad and ridiculous.

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye. It seemed like he hadn't looked at this person properly for a long time. This person who was once the closest to him but now the most distant, he no longer had any hope for this person. He said calmly and calmly: "As long as you can rescue Que Wang, you can get whatever you want."

Feng Ye also looked at Yan Sikong. He felt like there was an empty shell standing in front of him. This person only had Yan Sikong's appearance but not Yan Sikong's heart. But what could he do? He felt that he couldn't even control an empty shell.

Yan Sikong lowered his head, brushed past him, and went back to the inner room.

Feng Ye raised his hand to grab him, but his hand froze in mid-air, and finally, it fell down.

Yan Sikong returned to the house and sat in front of She Jun's bed, looking at the sleeping person without moving for a long time.

Is a person like him worth someone taking risks for again and again?

In fact, he was more afraid of someone being nice to him than someone harming him. Once someone was nice to him, he would repay them double. Yuan Mao had raised him for four years, and he had devoted half his life to Yuan Mao without any regrets. Feng Ye had also been nice to him, so he tolerated and gave in again and again, even if it went against his conscience, he finally helped Feng Ye get what he wished for.

He was scared.

He reached out his hand, tucked the corner of the quilt for She Jun, then sat aside and watched quietly.