After Chen Shi left, Yan Sikong sat in the study for a long time, thinking about the pros and cons. Often, at this time, he was the one who thought the least about himself.

As Feng Ye said, he did not use any means to achieve his goal, but it was not without exception. Those exceptions were given to a person who once put Feng Ye's life above everything he had.

If he had not been sealed, he would probably follow Chen Shi. In this way, he could firmly control this legitimate future emperor. He would not be afraid of bleeding and severing his head, and he would not care about being infamous. How could he care about whether someone lies on the couch or a ghost?

But he just couldn't do it. He couldn't convince himself to "betray" the ban, even if he no longer owed anything to ban.

He was so enchanted that when people around him were all unresolved, he was not sure until the candle fire cast a shadow on the ground that he suddenly raised his head and faced Shang Yuan Nanyu's disguised face.

“…When did you come in.”

Yuan Nanyu did not speak, but looked at Yan Sikong for a while before slowly speaking: "I kept hiding outside just now."

Yan Sikong's heart skipped a beat and his face darkened: "Did you hear it?"

"I was just suspicious before, especially after seeing Mrs. Qi, so I kept looking for opportunities to confirm." Yuan Nanyu whispered, "If I were not outside, would you plan to keep hiding it from me?"

"What do you want me to tell you?" Yan Sikong mocked, "Tell you that Chen Jun wants to accept me as a male concubine? Isn't it ridiculous?"

Yuan Nanyu pursed his lips: "If Fengye knows..."

"Will you tell him?" Yan Sikong stared at Yuan Nanyu straight.

"I will report everything related to you in detail."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "Even if it might be a big deal?"

Yuan Nanyu paused, his chest fluctuated hard, and he unconsciously raised the volume: "You said you could control Chen Jun to applause, but now it seems that he has such an inappropriate thought of you. What do you think? Did you follow him?"

Yan Sikong stood up and approached Yuan Nanyu: "Do you also think that I will wear clothes and untied my belt for the sake of power? Just like I did to serve Chen Jun?"

"...No." Yuan Nanyu quickly defended, but his tone was so stiff that he had betrayed what he was thinking.

"No?" Yan Sikong smiled coldly, "You just take care of my face, it's hard to say it clearly."

"I……"

"Yu'er." Yan Sikong looked at him, "It's hard to get back between Feng Ye and I, but even so, he is different from Chen Shi. If I only know how to serve people with sex for half my life, I will not be able to live now. You underestimate me."

Yuan Nanyu's eyes wandered and he whispered: "I didn't think that way, I just... worry about you."

"Are you worried about me or I betray Fengye? I don't want to go into it. I just want to put the overall situation first. Don't let Fengye know about such a small matter that is not worth mentioning, just cause trouble."

"But Chen Shi is so jealous of Feng Ye, how can the two of them work together?"

"As long as he wants to be the emperor, he has to surrender." Yan Sikong said coldly, "He finally surrendered to me. He was not as lustful as he was confused and his mind was still clear."

Yuan Nanyu still frowned, unable to hide his worries.

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Knowing that he could not keep Yan Sikong, Chen Shi had to let Yan Sikong go back and prepare fine luggage for him, and also sent three thousand elite soldiers to escort him out of Yunnan.

On the day of departure, the two met alone in the study for the last time. In order to avoid suspicion, Chen Jun would not see him off.

"When will sir be back?" Chen Feng looked at Yan Sikong with thrilling eyes, with unconcealed attachment and sadness.

Yan Sikong replied: "When the time is right, I will definitely return to Your Highness."

Chen Jun smiled bitterly: "Do you know how much I don't want you to leave? I even..."

Yan Sikong looked at him and saw him swallowing the words behind him back.

Yan Sikong took a step back and knelt down and bowed: "Your Highness, take care of yourself."

Chen Shi helped Yan Sikong up, his eyes refused to move away from Yan Sikong's face, and his hands holding Yan Sikong's wrist also tightened secretly.

Yan Sikong calmly pulled back his arm, bowed deeply, and turned around and left.

"Sir" Chen Jun shouted behind his back.

Yan Sikong stopped.

Chen Jun took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and said aloud: "One day I will be ordered by heaven to inherit the throne. I will definitely keep you away from me!"

Yan Sikong did not turn around and left straight away.

He had heard countless bold words in his life, but he only cared about an eight-year-old child.

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Most of the bandits have been swept away and there are also large army guards. They have successfully left Yunnan and traveled day and night to Datong.

On the way, they heard that the court sent envoys to see Nadahan again and brought generous gifts.

After returning to Datong, a month later, the group was covered in dust and exhausted, but as soon as they entered the city, they were summoned by the Wolf King.

The group was taken to the Jingyuan Palace. The last time he came to Datong to see Xue Ronggui, he came to see this old palace. Of course, after the accident happened to his own family, the palace was abandoned, and he just stopped and stared at it from afar, leaving only sadness in his heart.

After a year, I looked at this mansion and it has been completely renovated and is more grand than the royal palace in the capital. This place is worthy of being the Datong of the Feng family.

The servant asked Yuan Nanyu and others to settle down for a while, and then led Yan Sikong alone to see Fengye first.

He walked all the way to the inner courtyard, where he saw Feng Hun who was dozing under the tree and Feng Ye standing beside him.

Suddenly, Yan Sikong seemed to see the afternoon when he met Fengye again. It was also the Jingyuan Palace, a towering tree, a man and a wolf, just one far away in the capital, but they appreciate each other, and the other is close to them, but they are far away.

Yan Sikong felt his breathing stagnation instantly, and his heart seemed to be dragged down by something. From the day he separated, he forced himself not to think about his affair with Feng Ye, but the more he was suppressed, the more it became. He obviously didn't want to see Feng Ye again, clearly didn't want to see, heard, and felt the malice from Feng Ye, but until he saw this person again, he realized that he still wanted to see him. If he was just from a distance and didn't communicate, it would be better...

Feng Ye also turned around and saw Yan Sikong, he could not hide his emotional fluctuations for a moment. His eyes changed, becoming focused and sharp, as if he wanted to use his eyes to capture the person in front of him.

The servant retreated consciously, Feng Hun opened his single eyes and looked at Yan Sikong without blinking.

It has not been seen for more than half a year. The Fengye has already occupied Qianzhou and Datong prefectures, and has become king in the northwest. It has 120,000 heavy troops in control. The momentum is even more powerful than before. Every breath is full of condescending royal aura.

Yan Sikong was covered in dust and dirty clothes, and looked haggard. Compared with the Fengye in the brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, he looked like a beggar.

The ban took a big step towards Yan Sikong, but restrained his feet, then stretched out his hand, and ordered: "Come here."

Yan Sikong walked over, step by step, but it seemed like he was walking on a swamp, constantly sinking deeper and struggling.

When he was only one arm away from Fengye, his eyes flashed, and his body was pulled over by the domineering force, and he was snatched into his arms.

Yan Sikong closed his eyes. The sky and earth were big, as if it was not as wide and powerful as this embrace. He was probably too tired, so he allowed himself to indulge in this moment.

Feng Ye tried hard to suppress his surging thoughts and whispered: "You've lost weight."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath and said "um" softly. His nose was sour and he had the urge to cry. He even felt a huge desire, urging him to reach out and go back to the embrace Fengye.

His hands were trembling and he raised them carefully, but was occupied by a sudden fear. He froze for a moment, then let go of them dejectedly.

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