Yan Sikong trembled and opened the letter. Before he could read it, the door of the study was pushed open with a slam.

Yan Sikong and Feng Ye looked at each other and froze on the spot. They held Feng Changyue's letter in their hands, and there were still a bunch of letters and documents around them that they had no time to clean up.

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What are you looking for?"

Yan Sikong's chest was undulating for a while. He had been experiencing countless storms throughout his life. At this time, he calmed down. He said in a gentle tone: "Close the door."

Upon hearing this, Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong for a while, and kicked the door.

Yan Sikong put the letter on the table: "I'm looking for General Feng to communicate with you."

"Why?" Feng Yeleng said, "You'd better have a reasonable explanation."

"Guess why."

Feng Ye looked out the window. Although he couldn't see the big red sandalwood gift box at the mouth, he was looking at the front yard: "Is it related to those gifts?"

"Do you know what General Feng sent him?"

"It's still not time to see it." Feng Ye said expressionlessly.

"Dragon, Phoenix, Peony, Brocade Quilt, Gold Engraved Cloud Dragon Sea Kettle, Gold Xi Double Dragon Cup." Yan Sikong stared at Feng Ye's eyes, "And, the Pearl of the South China Sea."

Feng Ye's face was not turbulent, as if what he heard was not a gift list that was enough to kill the nine clans, but a menu in a street restaurant.

Yan Sikong was trembling: "Feng Ye, why did General Feng give you these things?"

Feng Ye curled his lips and smiled: "Uncle has been deeply kind to me, and now he depends on me again. I am going to get married, so he will naturally give me the best one."

"This is something that the emperor and the queen can only use in their wedding!" Yan Sikong gritted his teeth, "Don't tell me, you don't know."

Feng Ye took a step forward, and Yan Sikong felt the chill suddenly, and couldn't help but take a step back in fear.

Feng Ye bent down, picked up some documents falling on the ground, and put them back on the case: "Is this why you hurriedly came to my study to rummage through boxes and cabinets and find my uncle and my letter paper?" He laughed mockingly, "Your behavior seems to be looking for evidence of my rebellion, but we have been doing this for almost two years."

Yan Sikong only felt that the person in front of him was so strange that he could not recognize. He clearly had his sword-eyed eyebrows, starry eyes, wide forehead, straight nose, thin lips and narrow jaws, which had been painted countless times with his hands, lips and eyes. He obviously could not forget this extremely beautiful face if he had forgotten everything, but at this moment, he felt that the person standing in front of him was a person he had never seen before.

This person was so cold that his heart was trembling.

Feng Ye saw Yan Sikong's trembling, and a twisted pleasure rose in his heart. He smiled and said, "Are you afraid of me? You once said you were not afraid of me, what about now?"

Yan Sikong clenched his fists and whispered: "Feng Ye, I questioned you at the beginning, you denied it completely. You said I shouldn't doubt you, and I really don't want to doubt you easily, so even though I was suspicious, I didn't even dare to ask this question clearly. But now, I'm going to ask, ask clearly, and I want you to answer me honestly."

Feng Ye's eyes were deep, and in the dim light, it seemed to emit a little green light. His thin lips opened: "Ask."

Yan Sikong's lips trembled: "Do you want to be the emperor?"

Fengye showed a tingling smile: "I don't want to be an emperor."

Yan Sikong stared at him in a daze.

Feng Ye took another step forward, his aura was like a beast: "But, I want to be the emperor."

Yan Sikong's legs were weak, and he used all his strength to support his body without tilting. His heart seemed to be hollowed out in an instant, and his whole body was in a fear of tearing his spirit and flesh. He stared at Feng Ye straight, "So, you have been... lying to me."

Feng Ye said calmly: "You are very angry, angry, humiliated, hated, and don't believe that you will be so stupid, don't believe that you will be deceived by the people closest to you, feel that you are having a nightmare, and want to find various reasons to explain, but in the end you find that nothing works, all this is true." Feng Ye smiled, "Why am I so clear? Guess why? Thank you all."

Yan Sikong felt heartbroken: "Are you here? Have you taken revenge on me? Have you lied to you?"

"At first, not all, now." Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong quietly, "You don't really think that after experiencing those years, I would still be that innocent and stupid little prince, right? But you'd better think so. You are too smart. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are the number one strategist in the world. Only with your help can I accomplish my great cause."

Yan Sikong finally couldn't support it, so he sat in the chair and looked at Feng Ye in disbelief, just like a wolf that just swallowed him alive.

Feng Ye smiled and said, "Now, my 260,000 army is in my hands. All five cities in Qianzhou, Hetao, Datong, and Central Plains are in their pockets. You will be helped by the rich and brave king. You will be invincible and unstoppable. All of this will be of great significance."

Yan Sikong said in a hoarse voice: "Fengye... have you been using me?"

"I'm using you, aren't you using me?" Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong coldly, "Aren't you going to use me to support Chen Shi, and be in power in the court and the country."

Yan Sikong listened to his voice and seemed to be unable to help himself: "So, you never thought about getting Chen Shi ascended the throne. You did all this just to let me use it for you and usurp the throne with the name of Chen Shi."

"Just!" Feng Ye said coldly, "I took the Feng family army to fight on the battlefield for a lifetime of death. I am trying to send others to the throne to me? Wait until one day he has a plump feather and will kill me like a dog emperor killing my father?"

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye with empty eyes. He didn't know this person. He really didn't know him. What stood in front of him was the wolf king who was ambitious to swallow the world. And his Feng Ye, his young prince of King Jingyuan, really disappeared...

Feng Ye walked slowly to Yan Sikong, bent down, held the armrest with his long arms, trapped the person between his body and the chair, looked down at Yan Sikong, and said coldly: "I Feng Ye must be above everything. Only by taking charge of the world, governing the country, and making everyone bow down, can we protect ourselves and protect everything I want to protect, do you understand?"

A sense of resentment arose in Yan Sikong's chest. He grabbed Feng Ye's collar and stared at him with blood-red eyes: "You have been lying to me, from beginning to end, you use Chen Yu to stabilize me and the princes in the world. You don't let me go or marry a wife. It is to make a deep love for me and let me plan for you wholeheartedly!"

Fengye's big hand wrapped Yan Sikong's fist. He approached Yan Sikong's face and whispered: "I really want to use Chen Shi to stabilize you and the vassal kings, but my love for you, my persistence over the years, isn't it enough to explain?"

"Love?" Yan Sikong laughed, "You are moody, suspicious and jealous. I am by your side, walking on thin ice, and you will always be blamed. Love?"

Feng Ye held Yan Sikong's hand tightly, and said word by word, as if he was breathing cold air: "I will protect you and give you rich clothes and food. Even if you have lie to me, used me, betrayed me, and left me behind, I am still willing to believe in you, get close to you, and give you the power of military and horses. You get married and have daughters early, except you have never touched others, and I will follow the trend of marrying wives and taking concubines. I will be in full swing for you, and my love for you will be complete."

Yan Sikong's eyes were red and his nose was sour, so he could hardly control his emotions: "It turns out that in your heart, these days after you and me reunite are your 'gift' to me."

Feng Ye said viciously: "Isn't it? You lied to me, you betrayed me!" He said in a deep voice, "So you owe me everything you do for me today, but I will not betray you. In the future, I ascend the throne and unify the world. You can do your best to realize your ideal of cultivating integrity and governing peace, repairing laws, promoting administrative orders, and creating a court with absolute illusions and a world where peace and prosperity are. Wouldn't I be more worthy of your assistance than Chen Jun?"

Yan Sikong swallowed even more: "Fengye, are you blinded by the successive victory? Not to mention whether you can be safe under the alliance between the court and Chen Shi? Even if you really enter the capital, from the moment you become emperor, the princes will attack each other, and the world will be in chaos. The eight kings of the Western Jin Dynasty were in chaos and the country was divided, the country was weak, and the people's livelihood was declining. Foreign tribes took advantage of the situation and slaughtered my China for more than a hundred years. Have you ever thought about the people!"

"Why are you pretending to be righteous!" Feng Ye gritted his teeth, "You use any means to achieve your goal. Isn't you provoking this battle now?"

"I started the battle to eliminate abscesses, not to destroy them, not to destroy the entire country!" Yan Sikong was stunned, "If you usurp the throne, you can imagine how people from later generations write about you!"

Feng Ye sneered: "Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be marquis. As long as I become the person who holds the pen, I will write whatever I want."

"You're crazy..."

"I will not let the princes serve the king, nor will the barbarians invade." Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong's eyes, "How to do this depends on you. Aren't you extremely smart? If you really care about the people and the country, then help me to calm the internal and foreign countries, let me sit on the throne steadily, and let the vassal kings submit to me honestly." As he said that, he let go of Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong was slumped in the chair, his hands were so red and painful that his hair was so painful that he was not aware of it.

Feng Ye tidied up his clothes, then tidi Yan Sikong's clothes, and leaned down again and kissed Yan Sikong softly on the lips: "I said, I will be nice to you. As long as you help me, I will be nice to you than anyone else. We will always be together and share the world, isn't it perfect?"
Chapter completed!