Feng Ye's strategy was to make a feint to the east and attack in the west.

Chen Yu is now on high alert, so it is not advisable to attack the camp. So we can just go and steal Prince Ning's camp.

In fact, in the current situation, closing the door and not fighting is the best strategy. There is sufficient food and grass in the capital, and the emperor is a hostage. The loyalist army is besieging the city. If they attack Fengye head-on, they will use the royal family as their key. The food and grass will run out sooner or later. As long as they keep wasting time, they will definitely be the first to collapse.

However, if the Prince of Ning can be dealt a severe blow, the loyalist army will certainly be disheartened, and Yuan Nanyu might become a bargaining chip that Chen Yi dare not act rashly. Only then can real peace talks be held, and this war might end sooner.

Yan Sikong frowned and said, "Even if we succeed in stealing Prince Ning's camp, it will only anger Chen Yi. What if he kills Que Wang in a rage?"

Feng Ye said coldly, "You and I both know that the best strategy right now is to do nothing and waste their time, but neither of us wants to continue to suffer... humiliation. I am willing to take the risk, but what else can I do?"

Yan Sikong sat there stiffly, not saying a word for a long time.

These days, he had thought of countless ways, but he rejected them all in the end. As Feng Ye said, the best way to resist the enemy was to use stillness to control the enemy. Chen Yu threatened to chop off Yuan Nanyu and send him to them, and sent the letter that deliberately angered Feng Ye, just to force them to fight. They shouldn't fall for this provocation, but how many options did they have now?

In fact, exchanging him for Yuan Nanyu might be the only way to get him back safely, but Feng Ye refused to do so no matter what. If Chen Yiqian angered Yuan Nanyu after stealing the camp, he didn't know what would happen to Yuan Nanyu. If he could escape...

After a moment of silence, Yan Sikong nodded: "Okay, when?"

"It should be done without delay, within three days."

"I want to write a letter back to Chen Yi."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes.

"I want to comfort him so that he won't do anything bad to Yu'er."

"It's up to you, but in my opinion, it's unnecessary." Feng Ye said coldly, "The fate of Quewang is no longer in your hands."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath. How could he not know? He stood up and said calmly, "I'm leaving now."

"Wait." Feng Ye relaxed his breath, "Stay... and have lunch with me."

Yan Sikong did not answer.

"Why, can you tolerate just having a meal?" Feng Ye raised his voice, his breath a little unstable.

"……good."

Feng Ye asked the servants to bring the meals one by one. Yan Sikong took a look and found that they were all his favorite dishes.

Feng Ye said, "You haven't gained any weight since your injury healed. Give me more to eat." As he said that, he picked up half a bowl of meat for Yan Sikong.

"Thank you, Wolf King. I'll help myself." Yan Sikong picked up the bowl and started eating.

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong steadily, his eyes flickering. He opened his mouth several times to say something, but swallowed it back.

Yan Sikong lowered his head, but could still feel the two burning gazes above him. The meal he ate was tasteless.

"My birthday is coming soon, do you remember?" Feng Ye said suddenly.

Yan Sikong was slightly startled, then continued eating.

He remembered that his memory was so good, almost photographic, that sometimes it was a curse.

"When we met in the capital, I was only eighteen years old." Feng Ye said softly, "Now I am twenty-eight."

Yan Sikong suddenly felt his breathing slow down.

"Ten years have passed in a flash. Ten years ago, could you have imagined that you and I would be like this now?"

Yan Sikong finally raised his head and looked at Feng Ye quietly: "It's hard to predict the world and people's hearts. It's just that life has ended."

Feng Ye shuddered and said, "I, Feng Ye, have never surrendered my life."

"If a person wants to fight against fate, he will definitely be covered with wounds. I also fell countless times before I realized it. Sometimes it is better to accept your fate." Yan Sikong said lightly, "However, people are different, and their fates are different. The fate of the Wolf King is one of the best in a million."

"I'm lucky?" Feng Ye sneered, "Don't you see how much I paid to climb to the top of the world?"

“This is also fatal.”

"Don't mention life to me again. I brought 300,000 troops to the capital, not to obey fate, but to control other people's lives, such as yours." Feng Ye narrowed his eyes, "I am the Wolf King, a Wolf King that even the emperor bows to. Yan Sikong, what do you want? You always put on such a face to me, making me unhappy. What good does it do you? Or are you playing hard to get? Just tell me what you want!"

Yan Sikong said expressionlessly: "I want Quewang to return safely, that's all."

"I will rescue him!" Feng Ye clenched his fists in restraint, "And what else, don't you want to be the Grand Tutor? How about I let you join the palace? You want power, I'll give it to you."

Yan Sikong said coldly: "I am a traitor, and I am one of the Three Dukes. I am ashamed to see people. All the people in the court are my former colleagues. You let me enter the palace? Please give me some face."

"Isn't this what you wanted?" Feng Ye gritted his teeth and said, "You said you wanted to help the Lord and save the country. You want to realize your ambition in the temple."

"Are you a wise leader?" Yan Sikong asked coldly.

"Could it be Chen Yi?" Feng Ye was furious, "Are you still thinking of making Chen Yi the emperor?!"

Yan Sikong said calmly, "Chen Yi framed me, and even the last bit of teacher-student friendship between him and me has been worn out. With such a grudge, even if he really becomes emperor, I cannot assist him. However, he is well versed in the ways of the emperor and is more suitable to be emperor than you. As for you, after you entered the capital, you killed people wantonly to eliminate dissidents and led troops to fight. You may be invincible, but you have no idea how to govern a country. You are aggressive by nature. Once you are in power, you will be aggressive and the world will never be at peace."

Feng Ye slammed the table hard, causing the dishes on the table to jump up and the soup to spill all over the table. He said harshly, "You finally dare to tell the truth."

"There is something I dare not say, but you just don't ask."

"You think I can't be a good emperor, so you stay by my side to assist me." Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong, "Isn't this your ideal in the past?"

Yan Sikong shook his head: "The current situation has long deviated from my original intention. You have provoked the princes to rise up, which is what I least want to see. Now General Zhao has also withdrawn from Liaodong to serve the king. If Zhuoletai takes the opportunity to attack Liaodong, Dasheng will be troubled by internal and external troubles. What will you do then?"

"When the enemy comes, we will stop him with our generals; when the flood comes, we will block it with earth." Feng Ye sneered, "Do you want me to invite Chen Yu to the palace to be the emperor?"

"I hope you will never claim the throne and stay loyal to the Emperor of the Chen family for the rest of your life."

Feng Ye's expression changed again and again, and his eyes seemed to want to stare holes into Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm full." Then he was about to get up.

At this time, Feng Ye's guards suddenly ran in and knelt on the ground in a hurry: "Wolf King, the King of Chu sent someone to send something."

Both of them looked at the guard's hand.

It was a wooden box.

Yan Sikong's face immediately lost all color and he began to tremble. When two armies are fighting, a wooden box of this size is usually filled with...

Feng Ye's face was also very pale. He gritted his teeth and said, "Show it up."

The guard presented the wooden box to Feng Ye, who slowly stretched out his hand and opened it with a slight tremor.

Yan Sikong stared at Feng Ye's face. At that moment, he really felt that he was in purgatory and his heart was being burned and tortured by the fire of karma.

Feng Ye took just one look and then closed his eyes, his face showing a ferocious look like that of a wild beast.

Yan Sikong stood up suddenly and grabbed the wooden box like crazy.

Inside the box lay a bloody ear.

Yan Sikong was stunned for a moment, roared in pain, his whole body turned red, and blood seemed to be dripping from his eyes.

Feng Ye took the wooden box, put it aside, and pulled him into his arms.

Yan Sikong was trembling violently in Feng Ye's arms.

Feng Ye said fiercely, "I will make Chen Yi pay back for all the sufferings that Que Wang has endured!"

——

While Feng Ye was planning to steal Prince Ning's camp, Yan Sikong was also planning to escape.

The "thing" that Chen Yi sent made him almost lose his mind for a moment. After calming down, he knew that if Feng Ye succeeded in sneaking into the camp, Chen Yi would definitely vent his anger on Yuan Nanyu. Even if he was left alive, he would torture him in every possible way.

He couldn't wait any longer like this. Only by bearing Chen Yi's anger could he get Yuan Nanyu back.

While Feng Ye was busy deploying troops, Yan Sikong went to find She Jun.

She Jun is still recovering from his injuries, but he is feeling slightly better than in the past few days and can do it now.

Yan Sikong waved his servants away and told She Jun about Chen Yi cutting off Yuan Nanyu's ear.

She Zhun was furious: "Chen Yi, you ungrateful beast!"

"I can't just sit there and wait for death. Feng Ye is going to attack Prince Ning's camp at night. That night may be my only chance to escape."

"But..." She Jun looked out the window, "Feng Ye has sent several people to follow you closely, and each of them is a master. In my current state, I can't stop them for you."

"No need." Yan Sikong whispered, "When we rescued Feng Ye from the capital, is the secret passage we used still there?"

"Just in case, I have sealed the entrances and exits. I can send people to dig it open, but Feng Ye also knows about the secret passage."

"You took us around the alley for a long time. How could he remember that as long as I could find a way to get rid of those guards, I could use the secret passage to leave the city."

She Jun frowned and said, "I still have a few people in the capital who can be deployed, but they may not be reliable without me. This time is different from the past. The time is too short and there is no preparation. I am afraid it will not work."

"The worst that can happen is that I'll be caught by Feng Ye. But if that happens, I might be able to save Yu'er."

"You are too concerned. Even if you go to Chen Yi's place, Chen Yi will detain both of you!"

"No." Yan Sikong's eyes were firm. "If he doesn't let Yu'er go, he will get two corpses."

She Jun widened his eyes: "Sikong, you..."

"Don't try to persuade me." Yan Sikong grabbed She Jun's hand, "She Jun, I have done too many wrong things in my life. I don't deserve to die, but what I want to do cannot be stopped by thousands of people. Moreover, I dare to go because I am sure of it. Otherwise, I will never fall into the trap."

She Jun took a deep breath and said, "You shouldn't have gone to find Chen Yu in the first place."

"If I don't go find him, he will still set a trap to lure Yuan Shaoxu, and will still catch Yu'er, and I will still go to save my brother." Yan Sikong smiled slightly, "Everything is destined."

She Jun said helplessly: "Sikong, I will not stop you, and I have never been able to stop you. I can only try my best to help you, but I have only one request. You must promise me, and swear by your parents and General Yuanmao."

Yan Sikong was shocked and said in a hoarse voice: "You say."

"Come back to see me alive." She Jun stared into Yan Sikong's eyes.

Yan Sikong's eyes became hot, and he trembled as he said, "I swear, I will come back alive to see you."

The two shook hands tightly, without saying anything.