Feng Ye's chest was heaving violently, his face was pale grey, and his eyes were filled with a gloomy storm.

Yan Sikong said softly, "Your wound is close to your heart, and Sect Leader Que specifically warned you not to get angry."

"How can I not be angry?" Feng Ye looked up at Yan Sikong with a sinister look in his eyes, "This father and daughter actually dared to do such a thing behind my back. They are so audacious!"

"Now that things have come to this, we must remain calm."

"I want to divorce this crazy woman. She is not fit to be a wife or a mother. When she was in Taiyuan, she persuaded Prince Yong to persuade me to become emperor, and she also wanted to bribe my trusted officers. I have already warned them, but I didn't expect that after arriving in Datong, they dared to do so many evil things behind my back!" Feng Ye clenched his fists and clucked, "I didn't kill her because I was considering our marriage. I..."

"Feng Ye." Yan Sikong grabbed Feng Ye's shoulders and secretly exerted force, using the pain to turn Feng Ye's attention to himself. He looked into Feng Ye's eyes and said seriously, "You are angry now, don't rush to make any decisions. When you married the King of Yong, if it weren't for his financial resources, it would be difficult for you to recruit so many troops in a short time. Now that they have made a mistake, there is no need to deny everything. Why don't you go see the young master and calm down? You haven't met him yet."

Feng Ye shook his head: "Maybe later. I need to go to the ancestral temple first to apologize to my parents."

"Okay."

Feng Ye paused, then suddenly hugged Yan Sikong's waist and buried his head deeply in his chest dependently.

Yan Sikong was slightly startled. From top to bottom, he could only see Feng Ye's thick and long eyelashes, trembling anxiously. The arms around his waist were so strong and powerful, but he could still clearly feel the fragility of this man who shocked the world at this moment, because the burden he carried on his shoulders was something no one could imagine.

"Kong'er, I'm so tired." Feng Ye said softly, his voice filled with fatigue and frustration.

Yan Sikong felt a pang in his heart. He gently stroked Feng Ye's back and said to him, "To be above ten thousand people, you must bear the burden of ten thousand people. Otherwise, you are not worthy of being a 'king'."

Feng Ye closed his eyes. The chest he was leaning on at this moment was the only place in the world where he felt safe and warm.

only.

——

Feng Ye knelt in the Feng family ancestral hall all night, and Yan Sikong also stayed awake all night, thinking over and over again about how to rescue Feng Ze.

But on second thought, if he were the Khan, he would not return the child no matter whether he believed that the child was his daughter's or not.

Since the Oirat was destroyed by Feng Jianping, the once powerful Mongol Empire has been reduced to ashes, and the tribes are divided and fighting each other. The Chahar tribe is not the strongest among them, but it is the closest to Datong. As long as Feng Ye gives an order, the Chahar tribe can be exterminated. At this time, the heir of the King of Zhenbei, who holds the four prefectures of Fengye, means nothing. Even a fool knows that he may not change even if the entire Hetao is given to Nada Khan.

Thinking carefully, Princess Yunlong's consideration is not unreasonable. If Fengye fully supports it, Chahar may be able to reunite Mongolia like Wala did in the past. Fengye would never do such a stupid thing. The more scattered and fiercely the Mongolian tribes fight, the less trouble they will have. But what if it is his son who unifies Mongolia in the future? That would be a completely different world.

When Feng Ye calms down, he will be able to figure out the pros and cons of the matter. However, no matter as a wolf king or as a man, he cannot tolerate his wife plotting against him behind his back and doing such a rebellious thing.

But even if Feng Ye wanted to rescue his son, how could he do it? He had a hostage in his hands and could not fight. The heir of the Wolf Prince was more valuable than a mountain of gold. If Nada Khan was unwilling to exchange him, there was no solution.

Yan Sikong thought of Princess Yunlong whom he had met during the day. Deep affection is an instinct, and the more misfortunes a person encounters, the more they tend to follow their instincts. But a woman who is willing to give away her own son who has just reached the age of 18 to achieve her goal is not only not like a "mad woman", but is probably very sober.

——

After Feng Ye knelt in the ancestral hall for a night, his injuries recurred and he had to lie down to rest.

When Yan Sikong came to see him, he had just finished his meal. On the stool beside the bed was an untouched bowl of medicine. It was a dark bowl, as dark as ink, and just looking at it made one's tongue bitter.

Yan Sikong sat beside the couch and said, "Drink the medicine."

"It's too bitter." Feng Ye turned his face away. "That demon-like headmaster Que, did he deliberately prescribe such a bitter medicine for me? It's more bitter than any medicine I've ever drunk before."

"He saved your life. The fact that you are still alive proves that you must drink this soup."

"I can see that he hates me." Feng Ye snorted, "He even wanted to take Hun'er away to make medicine. If it weren't for the fact that he saved me, I would..."

"Okay." Yan Sikong picked up the bowl, "Come, drink the medicine."

Feng Ye took a look at the spoon handed to him and opened his mouth obediently.

"Find a good day, find a beautiful place with mountains and rivers, and let your soul rest in peace." Yan Sikong thought of the blue-gray wolf eyes, sharp and loyal, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"I have already chosen where it was born. Where it came from, it will return to." Feng Ye's eyes flashed with tenderness, "I hope it can be reincarnated in the next life and come back to me."

"Yes, I will."

After feeding the medicine, Yan Sikong asked, "Have you met the prince?"

Feng Ye lowered his eyes: "Not yet... I'm afraid that when I see him, I will think of Ze'er. As their father, I have been away from home fighting for many years and have not been able to protect them. I feel ashamed when I see him."

"Prince Jingyuan didn't keep an eye on you back then, and let you be taken away by a wolf." Yan Sikong smiled, "You have grown up well. They know that their father is going to fight on the battlefield, so they are only proud of it, just like you."

Feng Ye also smiled faintly: "Yes, they are descendants of the Feng family, and they must grow up like wolves."

"Your Highness..." Yan Sikong put down the medicine bowl, "Do you have any ideas?"

Feng Ye was silent.

Yan Sikong knew that what he had thought about was also what Feng Ye had thought about, but after all, he was his own son, and he could not plot as coldly as he would deploy troops and appoint generals.

Yan Sikong was not in a hurry to point it out, he said: "I want to meet Princess Yunlong."

Feng Ye's eyes were cold: "Why would you see her?"

"There are still many things we don't know about the whole story. We have to find out before we can make plans." Yan Sikong said, "Let me go meet her."

"What if she's rude to you?"

"There are so many people in this world who want to kill me, why would I be afraid of a rude woman?"

Feng Ye paused and said, "Okay."

"Go and see the prince, or let them bring him here."

"Why are you so anxious for me to see Yue Er?"

"I want you to remember that you still have the prince." Yan Sikong stared at him and said, this way, it would be easier to accept the facts that might be difficult to change.

Feng Ye was stunned.

Yan Sikong got up and left.

He went straight to the place where Yun Long was under house arrest. There were many guards guarding the door. He said, "The Wolf King has given the order. Everyone, please leave."

"Yes." The guards stepped back.

Yan Sikong knocked on the door gently: "Your subordinate Yan Sikong, requesting to see the princess."

Yunlong's voice came from inside the door: "Come in."

Yan Sikong opened the door and walked in.

Yunlong sat upright on the main seat. Although her face was pale and her spirit was decadent, she was still dressed in gorgeous clothes, her hair was neatly combed, and she was adorned with pearls and kingfisher feathers.

Yan Sikong bowed respectfully: "I have met the princess."

Yun Long looked at Yan Sikong expressionlessly. After a long while, he said, "No need for formalities." But he did not let Yan Sikong sit down.

Yan Sikong straightened his slightly sore waist and stood in front of Yun Long with a face as calm as water.

"There are many rumors about you in the market." Yun Long looked Yan Sikong up and down while stroking her jade ring, and said in a contemptuous tone, "They say you are as handsome as Pan An and as talented as Zijian, and that the two most powerful men in the world are obsessed with you. I thought you looked like a foxy girl, but it turns out you are just a... man."

Yan Sikong smiled faintly: "If I can say a few words to relieve the princess's worries and make her smile, I will be happy to do it. However, this is not the attitude of begging for help."

Yun Long stared at Yan Sikong: "What did you say?"

"I said, this is not the attitude you use to beg me."

"Who said I asked you to do that?" Yun Long's expression was cold.

"Then I'll take my leave." Yan Sikong bowed respectfully, turned around and left.

"Stop!" Yun Long said sharply.

Yan Sikong stepped back again and looked at Yunlong with a smile.

Yun Long also smiled coldly: "As expected of the sharp-tongued Yan Sikong, what do you want from me?"

"The princess is very smart, she should know."

Yun Long took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and then said, "Your Highness, you can't divorce me."

"Why?"

"He still has to rely on my father's financial resources."

"The Wolf King will soon be the King of Zhenbei with four fiefs. He will be supported by the taxes of the four prefectures, so he no longer needs the Brave King."

"If he divorces me, I will commit suicide." Yun Long said coldly, "Let everyone in the world know that he forced his wife to death. When my son grows up, he will also know."

"That's a reason, there's another one." Yan Sikong stared at Yun Long.

Yun Long and Yan Sikong looked at each other with eyes that did not yield at all, without any of the shyness that an ordinary woman would have. "Also...what I did was of great help to the Feng family. Sooner or later, he will know that I am right."

"Do you have an agreement with Sarin? What is it?" Yan Sikong asked, "Please tell me everything from beginning to end, Princess, so that I can help you."

"From the beginning to the end?" Yun Long laughed mockingly, "From the beginning, where is the beginning?"

Yan Sikong looked at her quietly.

"To outsiders, I must be crazy or a vicious person for cruelly sending my own son away. But who understands my difficulties?" Yun Long tightened the silk handkerchief in her hand and said softly, "I am the eldest sister. My younger brother, the prince of King Yong, is a dissolute dandy who only knows how to eat, drink, gamble and have sex. In my eyes, he is as stupid as a pig." Undisguised disgust flashed across her face.

Yan Sikong didn't expect Yunlong to suddenly talk about this.

"But such a person can get everything from his father, the inherited title, the huge family fortune, on what basis? Just because he is a man." Yun Long said coldly, "Just because he is a man."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"As for me, I look at my mother and know what my future will be like. Even if I am a hundred times smarter than my brother, I will still marry a man I have never met, watch him have three wives and four concubines, go to prostitutes, suffer the pain of raising children, be imprisoned in a small mansion for the rest of my life, and spend the rest of my life in depression looking at the faces of my husband and mother-in-law." Yun Long glanced at Yan Sikong, "Have you ever imagined a life like that?"

Yan Sikong said calmly: "No."

"Of course you haven't, you're not a woman." Yun Long sneered, "The prince is much better than my father. Although he never has me in his heart, he treats me with respect and lets me live a life of luxury. But how different is this from being a princess? I didn't marry him to be a mere princess like my mother."

"The princess wants to be queen."

Yun Long curled her lips slightly, "All men want to be emperors, so why can't I want to be an empress? I couldn't understand why every woman had to live like my mother since I was a child. Later, I figured it out. If we have to live like this, then we can stand higher. Even though my mother was depressed all her life, there were still many servants who kowtowed to her. Think about the high and mighty empress. Isn't it true that all the people in the world are her servants? If I become an empress, even my father and my stupid and arrogant brother will have to kowtow to me."

Yan Sikong nodded: "The princess is indeed looking for an extraordinary woman."

"Haha." Yun Long's eyes were cold. "So when I married the prince, I thought I could get what I wanted. But in the end, I ended up with nothing."

"As the Princess of Zhenbei, you are already on par with the Queen."

"Not enough!" Yun Long stared at Yan Sikong, gritting her teeth, "He has a habit of cutting off sleeves and favoring men. He has long been a laughing stock in the world, but I am still willing to marry him, just so that he can take me to the palace and be the mother of the world! But for you, he gave up the kingdom he had won!"

Yan Sikong said sternly: "Princess, you are in Datong, I am afraid you don't understand the current situation. Liaodong is as important to Dasheng as Datong. If the family is destroyed, the country will be destroyed. He is not just doing this for me. I never wanted the Wolf King to be emperor. He occupied the capital. Chen Yi and the vassal kings, as descendants of the Chen family, will never stop. In the end, the world will be in chaos. The beneficiaries are foreigners, and the people will suffer. The Eight Kings of the Western Jin Dynasty fought, and the Five Barbarians and Sixteen Kingdoms bloodbathed the Central Plains. Do you want to be the queen of a fallen country?"

Yunlong pursed her lips.

"The Wolf King knows it in his heart. He is in the capital, but his position is not legitimate, and people in the court and the public are dissatisfied. In addition, Chen Yu is watching closely, and the foreign barbarians are waiting for an opportunity to make a move. As long as he does not leave the capital, the war will not stop. He is not only doing this for me, for Liaodong, but also for the people of the world."

Yun Long looked at Yan Sikong deeply: "Even so, I don't believe he doesn't want to be the emperor. What man in the world doesn't want to be the emperor? He named his twin sons 'Yue' and 'Ze', meaning mountains and rivers!"

Yan Sikong looked sternly: "Yes, everyone wants to be the emperor, but there is only one emperor."

"So I'm helping him." Yun Long stared at Yan Sikong arrogantly, not giving in. "I'll leave Yue'er in Datong. When he grows up, he'll be the King of Zhenbei. I'll send Ze'er to Chahar, and the prince will have to support Chahar to unify Mongolia. When he grows up, he'll be the King of Mongolia. My husband can't give me the throne, but my son will!"

Yan Sikong frowned and looked at Yun Long without saying a word.

"Do you also think I'm a crazy woman?" Yun Long sneered, "The Chen family and the Feng family will definitely have a war, if not in this generation, then in the next. Even if I can't see it, my name will be recorded in the history books like those men who can call the shots."

"The princess is not crazy, she is just crazier than ordinary people." Yan Sikong said in a deep voice, "You are right. Sending the little prince to Chahar is a risky move, but it may also be a brilliant one."

Yun Long sneered: "Saren has been living a miserable life in Datong. The people of Datong have been persecuted by the Mongols since ancient times and hate them. How could they treat her well? I just fulfilled my duties as a mistress to her and she was grateful to me. She also likes Yue'er and Ze'er very much, so I came up with this plan. Do you think I am willing to give my son to a lowly barbarian woman? But as the heirs of the Wolf King, they are born with a mission. This is their fate!"

Yan Sikong shook his head: "If the princess were a man, she would have accomplished something great." He couldn't help but think of his eldest sister Yuan Weiling. When she was young, she studied and practiced martial arts with them. She was as smart and ambitious as men, and she was always resentful of being a woman. However, since ancient times, there have been many women with the heart of a hen calling the dawn, but he has only seen one as cruel as Yun Long in his life.

"Maybe." Yun Long smiled bitterly, "You must think I'm cruel, but am I crueler than a man? For example, the King of Chu, I heard that he was obsessed with you and took a concubine who looked like you. But after you burned the grain and grass, he was furious and killed the concubine. At that time, she was pregnant with his child. I sent Ze'er away, at least I hope he will be well."

"That's true, but the King of Chu killed the concubine, not necessarily because of me."

"What do you mean?"

"The King of Chu told me a long time ago that because his mother was born in a humble family, he had experienced the ups and downs of life since childhood. He absolutely did not want a bastard-born eldest son to repeat his fate." Yan Sikong stared at Yun Long without blinking, his eyes deep and cold. "But the princess is right. Men are more ruthless. They have to fight for their own interests. Men will not be merciful to women who hinder their hands and feet."

Yun Long's delicate body shuddered, her scalp went numb, and a feeling of fear rushed through her limbs and bones.

Yan Sikong slowed down his tone again: "Divorcing the wife, for the Wolf King, except for venting his hatred, is actually harmful and has no benefit. I will persuade the Wolf King. But I also want to persuade the princess not to act on her own behind the Wolf King's back and be scheming. Just be the Princess of Zhenbei and enjoy a life of wealth and glory. If you provoke the Wolf King again, I'm afraid no one can save the princess."

Yun Long slowly lowered her eyelids and said tiredly, "What about my father? Can the prince let my father go as well?"

"King Yong is the father-in-law of the Wolf King, so he will maintain his dignity." Yan Sikong said, "If the princess has no other instructions, I will take my leave."

Yunlong didn't comment, just looked at the ground in a daze.

Yan Sikong bowed and walked away confidently.

"Lord Yan." When Yan Sikong was about to step over the threshold, Yun Long called him softly.

Yan Sikong didn't turn around, but just turned his head away.

Yunlong choked up and said, "Will Ze'er hate me when he grows up?"

“…He won’t remember you.”

Yan Sikong pushed the door open and walked out, leaving the suppressed sobs behind.

This woman has her own pitiful side, but no one in the world can be pitiful. If you want to get something, you have to pay for it, and no one is immune.