Yan Sikong was stunned. He hadn't seen him for seventeen years, and nothing could happen. Looking at the humiliating tattoos on Yuan Nanyu's face and thinking about the crime he suffered back then, even if he had hatred in his heart, it was understandable, but looking at these almost the same two faces, why did Yuan Nanyu say that he couldn't remember it?

How could he not remember?

Yuan Nanyu sighed: "What I said is not an angry word. When I was in my teens, I was exiled to the northwest. I fell seriously ill in the quarry and was thrown into a pit to die. Fortunately, my master wanted to save him. He was the descendant of the Yaoguque clan and snatched my life back from the King of Hell. But when I woke up... I don't remember everything in the past."

Yan Sikong was like a thorn in her throat, unable to spit out a word for a long time, but just stared at Yuan Nanyu stiffly.

The name of the Jade Gu Que family is well known in the world. The Que family brings together the great achievements of medical skills in the world. It is rumored that they have the power of life and death, flesh and bones, and the medical books they write are the golden rules that are essential for practitioners in the world.

Yuan Nanyu was rescued by the descendants of the Que clan? His Yu'er doesn't remember him?

Feng Ye gritted his teeth and said, "The person who walked thousands of miles of exile with his legs and suffered a lot of hardships in the quarry, should have been you, you were the one who seduced him to be exiled instead of you!"

Yan Sikong was stunned and then yelled, "No! We are like brothers, it was him who wanted to take the blame for me. He knocked me out. When I woke up, he had been taken away by......"

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and sneered: "You finally admit that you used Yuan Mao's adoption to him to force him to blame you!"

"Nonsense!" Yan Sikong gritted his teeth, his eyes were scarlet, and he glared like a bell, "Feng Ye, even if you resent me, how can you spit out blood? Since Yu'er doesn't remember anything, who told you this? This is just a malicious speculation!"

"I'm not you." Feng Ye raised his thin lips, "I won't frame people out of thin air."

"We had speculation at the beginning, but we were not sure until..." Yuan Nanyu lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "I'll tell you again."

Yan Sikong felt heartbroken: "You said!"

Why is this happening? Feng Ye, Yuan Nanyu, the two people he cherishes the most in this world, have such a misunderstanding about him? What exactly happened?!

"The master saved me, passed on my martial arts, taught me medical skills, and treated me as if I had done it myself, but I still wanted to find my family, but my only clue was my Liaodong local accent." Yuan Nanyu couldn't help but stroked his lips, "But I can't hear it now."

After a pause, he continued: "It was not until a few years ago that I had been raising my master for my old age and sent me off, and I embarked on the road to search for my hometown. I went to Liaodong and spent two years walking through every city in Liaodong. After many twists and turns, I found out my life experience in Guangning..." Yuan Nanyu took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly, "Yuan Sikong, who was exiled for hitting the execution ground back then."

Yan Sikong's eyes were filled with tears. He recalled that no matter how loud he was at the forcing stage, no matter how hard he shouted or how much he argued, he could not stop the big knife from waving towards his father's neck. He would never forget such despair and pain in his life.

Yuan Nanyu wiped his face with his hand: "I learned that I had brothers, sisters, and mothers. I learned how my father died. I learned that the Yuan family had moved away, so I looked for clues along the way to find my relatives. But at this time, I heard that the Feng family was imprisoned and I went to the capital."

Yan Sikong clenched his fists secretly.

"At that time, the court and the country were in a panic. Feng's family had the name of loyalty and righteousness in the northwest. They were loved by the people, but they were imprisoned with unjust... Although I didn't know the truth, I firmly believed that my father was wronged, so I didn't want to see loyal and kind again. I had no body, but I had only a skill and a passionate blood. I decided to save people, so I lie dormant in the capital. As a result, the name "Yan Sikong" kept appearing in the teahouse and restaurants." Yuan Nanyu whispered, "They said you have the talent of Guan Zhong and the appearance of Pan An, but you are a shameless person."

Yan Sikong pursed his lips.

Yuan Nanyu's face became paler, and he was also uncomfortable at this time: "I was curious about the person with the same name as me, so I found an opportunity to meet him, but when I saw your face..." He took a breath, "Do you know how shocked I was when I saw your face? I don't know what was going on. You should be my brother, but why are you also called Sikong? Then who am I? So I followed you, investigated you, knew that you were going to rob the prison and secretly helped you."

"You are Yuan Nanyu..." Yan Sikong murmured softly, "You are Yuan Nanyu."

"You are Yuan Nanyu." Feng Ye said sternly, "You and She Zhun used the name "Nan Yu" when they were selling private salt along the coast of Jiangnan. She still called you Nan Yu. You changed your name to become an official in the court and were afraid that someone would know that he was a criminal."

"Nonsense..." Yan Sikong was dizzy and was in a daze in front of him. He almost lost his strength to refute the absurd words loudly.

Yuan Nanyu shook his head: "Why do you have to argue again? I wanted to save Feng Ye and leave, so I went to ask you for a clear question, but the search was too tight at that time, and he might be discovered at any time. In desperation, I had to take him to leave the capital quickly..." He looked at Feng Ye, "When he saw me, I knew that we knew each other when we were young, but he didn't know from beginning to end that I have a brother who looks exactly like me."

Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong: "Do you still remember that afternoon? We met him when he and I climbed up the ginkgo tree in Yuan Mansion. After I entered the house, I felt that the person was not Sikong, his clothes were different, his voice was slightly different, and his expression was particularly strange. But I was too young and didn't know your existence at all, so I didn't think much about it. Until I saw him, I realized that there were two people, the one who had broken legs and was scalded by fire charcoal. It was you."

"No, no, at that time..." Yan Sikong remembered what happened that day, and the explanation was very complicated, and his head became more and more chaotic. He was tortured to the point where he could hardly breathe. He said with difficulty, "At first it was him who was burned. I burned myself in order not to be discovered by you. There was also..."

Feng Ye showed a vicious smile, "Is that right?" He grabbed Yuan Nanyu's right hand and rushed his palm towards Yan Sikong, "Is there any!"

Yan Sikong looked at him carefully. His face was gone and his lips were white. Yuan Nanyu's right hand was covered with thick cocoons, and there was no scalding scar at all!

Yuan Nanyu spread his hands and said indifferently: "When Master found out, I moved too many stones and didn't have a good skin on my hand. I didn't know if it was burned...I don't know."

Yan Sikong closed his eyes, and tears slid down the corners of his eyes.

Feng Ye approached Yan Sikong step by step, grabbed his hair, forced him to raise his neck, and said coldly: "We suspected that you were impersonating you, but even with so much evidence in front of you, I still don't want to believe that you have been lying to me from the beginning and using me..." His tail sound trembled, and the huge humiliation and pain made him almost bite the back teeth and bleeding. He paused word by word, and said in a low voice, "Until Yuan Shaoxu appeared, confirming our guess."

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye in shock.

"Yes, your elder brother, Yuan Shaoxu, half a year ago, I started a business from Shu. He came to join the rebels. He told me everything that happened back then!" Feng Ye grabbed Yan Sikong's hair fiercely, his eyes fiercely as if he wanted to tear him down. "I treat you sincerely and indulge and love you in every way. How did you treat me? How did you treat me! You have someone!"

"He is not trustworthy. Yuan Shaoxu has been jealous of me since he was a child, so he doesn't believe it!" Yan Sikong burst into tears. Every argument he argued was so pale and weak. Every word Feng Ye and Yuan Nanyu said seemed to be conclusive. How could this happen? There is actually someone in this world who needs to prove that he is himself? How could such a ridiculous thing happen to him!

"If he can't trust him, can you trust him?" Yuan Nanyu frowned and looked lonely. "Brother and you are brothers. He said that although he knew about the temptation to punish me, he did not dissuade him. He has been tortured by conscience over the years. He is now leading troops to protect food. When he comes back, what else do you have to say?"

Yan Sikong burst into tears. At this moment, he truly realized what it means to die in his heart. In this life, he was constantly taken away. His family, relatives, ideals, reputation, and love. God seems to think that not enough has been taken away. Now he must take away his identity together?

He is Yan Sikong, he is Yan Sikong!

Why do you treat him like this? He did too much evil and was he unhappy in retribution?

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong's painful expression, his heart was like a knife cut. He grabbed Yan Sikong's neck and tightened it secretly. He hated, he hated, and there was a voice in his mind urging him. It would be better to end everything and end this person who made him unforgettable and heartbroken.

Yan Sikong looked at him with tears in his eyes, and there seemed to be a hundred kinds of thoughts in his eyes, but in the end they all turned into a scattered state. He didn't want to resist at all. He was too tired.

Yuan Nanyu rushed up and spread Feng Ye's hand away. Feng Ye was pushed aside. He turned his back and clenched his fists. His nails were almost sinking into his flesh. Tears were wandering in his eyes, but they never dripped.

Yuan Nanyu stood in front of Yan Sikong and whispered: "Actually, even if I blamed you for that, I wouldn't hate you for this. After all, it was the Yuan family who saved me. I'm counting as repaying the kindness of the Yuan family, but you... your personality, what you have done... why do you have to take revenge and become like this."

Why do you become like this for revenge? Yes, who wants to become a vicious and scorpion who uses evil and scorpion? Who wants to become a traitor who is treacherous and scolded?

Yan Sikong laughed twice, accompanied by a painful cough, his laughter was like a dying person, broken and hoarse. He looked at Yuan Nanyu with blurry eyes, his mind was at the edge of fragmentation, and he shouted weakly: "Yu'er, I am the second brother... I am the second brother..."

Yuan Nanyu bit his lip and struggled very much. He couldn't see Yan Sikong's miserable appearance, but he was repeatedly warned by Yuan Shaoxu and Feng Ye that he was so cunning and unreliable that he did not dare to look at Yan Sikong's sad eyes again, and his eyes began to wander.
Chapter completed!