Sikong Yanfei entered the Anhui Emperor's dormitory with a wooden box.

There was only one butter lamp in the dormitory, and the hall was calm, and he couldn't even see a palace maid or chamberlain when he walked all the way.

In the dark hall, the Emperor of Anhui hung his head and tilted his head on the couch.

Sikong Yanfei walked over, put the wooden box on top of several cases, and slowly pushed it to Emperor Wan.

Emperor Wan's eyes moved, and when he saw the wooden box, his eyes showed a frightened expression, "Take it...... Take! ”

Sikong Yanfei didn't say a word, and sat down opposite several cases.

Emperor Wan shuddered and shrunk into a ball, his eyes staring at the wooden box, as if he was afraid that something would jump out of it.

Sikong Yanfei was not in a hurry, he sat slowly and methodically, and let the time pass slowly......

Finally, Emperor Wan mustered up his courage and reached out to the wooden box with shaking hands.

The moment the box opened, Emperor Wan let out a short scream, and then fainted.

Sikong Yanfei was still motionless, and his slightly narrowed eyes revealed an invisible chill.

After a while, Emperor Wan woke up, his face pale, "You...... What the hell do you want! He roared in a hoarse voice, a voice that was particularly piercing in the empty hall.

"Not really, just for you." Sikong Yan said lightly, "It seems that the emperor is very satisfied, and the minister has retired." ”

Having said that, Sikong Yanfei didn't even have the slightest courtesy that a courtier should have, and got up and left directly.

"Sikong Yanfei, you don't want to take the imperial seal from me!"

Behind him, there was the angry cry of the Emperor Wan.

Sikong Yanfei turned his head to look at him, and silently hooked the corners of his lips, "Then the emperor should take the imperial seal." ”

Leaving the dormitory, Sikong Yanfei was stopped by several courtiers, "I'll discuss something with you." ”

Sikong Yan nodded, "Yes." ”

The ministers surrounded him and went to the front hall.

On the high earthen platform, the scenery is pleasant, and the entire palace can be seen as far as the eye can see.

But standing here like this, Sikong Yanfei always felt that something seemed to be missing around him.

It was said that he should be happy to have revenge, but now standing here, his heart was silent.

"Now that the emperor is ill, someone in the court must be in control." An old minister said, "We are willing to serve King Danyang as the new king." ”

Sikong Yan sat expressionlessly, "The imperial seal is not in the lonely hand, the name is not right, and the words are not good." ”

The ministers looked at each other, they all reached this point, what kind of imperial seal does they care, and the border of Anhui has been extremely unstable for a period of time, and these old ministers will dream that Anhui is destroyed even when they sleep at night, and they have become slaves.

One by one, I can't stop worrying.

Sikong Yanfei waved his hand, "This matter should not be mentioned again, if there is no imperial seal, Lone will not be called the emperor, and the affairs of the government will be presided over by Lone for the time being, and you don't have to worry." ”

Everyone wanted to persuade them again, but King Danyang said directly: "Let's all retreat." ”

Hanyue camped outside the city, and this stay was more than a month, and every ten days, she sent her teeth into the palace to send a wooden box to Sikong Yanfei.

A month later, the Emperor of Anhui finally collapsed and handed over the imperial seal.

In front of everyone, Sikong Yanfei still kept him in the palace according to the etiquette of treating the first emperor, nominally to recuperate, but in fact, the Anhui Emperor, who lost his power, was not cared about at all.

The door of the dormitory was closed all day long, and no one cared about the grass growing on the ground outside the door.

After another ten days, news came out in the palace that the former emperor was seriously ill and did not think about eating, so Sikong Yanfei sent many doctors to diagnose and treat, but in the end he still failed to save the life of the first emperor.

Han Yue didn't show an excited look when she heard the news, but sighed and instructed, "You don't need to go into the palace to deliver wooden boxes in the future." ”

Ya said: "What about the prince?" ”

"He's still alive?" Han Yue was surprised.

"It's just that there's still a breath." Tooth replied, with some sarcasm in his tone.

In the hands of those rangers, the prince will not want to live a good life again, he will use a knife on him every ten days, and he will save his life and prevent him from dying.

"His life is really hard enough." Han Yue sighed, "But now he is useless, just dispose of it." ”

Tooth answered and retreated, heading for the Ranger's camp.

He had just come to the tent gate, and before he could go inside, he heard a commotion outside the camp.

A group of men and horses quickly entered the camp.

"Who?" Teeth raise vigilance.

The horse team entered the camp and stopped, and the leader was dressed in a black robe, wearing a jade crown on his head, and a large belt around his waist with a dragon-shaped jade.

Tooth froze there, staring blankly at the man walking towards him, forgetting to salute.

"What about people?" Sikong Yanfei came to the tent, his eyes were slightly cold, and he looked around.

Ya suddenly came to his senses and knelt down directly, "I've seen the emperor!" ”

"Where are the people?" Sikong Yanfei ignored his teeth, but repeated what he had just said.

Ya Huoran had an epiphany, "Here, Madame just ordered that it was going to be disposed of......"

Sikong Yanfei left all the people he brought outside, and followed Ya into the tent himself.

There were three rangers sitting in the tent, and they were all shocked and overwhelmed when they saw Sikong Yanfei.

"All out." Sikong Yan's eyes were fixed on the ground, and there was a person curled up there, tattered, and suddenly it didn't look like it was a living person at all.

The prince of Anhui woke up in a daze, his face was drenched, and it was obvious that someone had poured water on his head.

I'm going to start being tortured by those guys again.

Thinking of this, the prince's heart suddenly tightened, and he struggled to raise his head and looked over in despair.

Sikong Yanfei stood in front of him, looking down at him, his eyes shining like knives.

The prince was stunned for a moment, and immediately opened his eyes wide, "Ah......" He opened his mouth to make a sound, which sounded dry and astringent, not like a human voice at all.

Sikong Yanfei, how could Sikong Yanfei be here!

Prince Wan moved his body, as if he wanted to see more clearly.

Suddenly, he saw the dragon-shaped jade hanging from Sikong Yan's waist.

This...... This is......

How could the imperial seal be in Sikong Yanfei's hands.

He wanted to ask, but his tongue was already broken, and even if he wanted to, he could only make an "ahhhhh

Sikong Yanfei looked down at him, "Now you know it hurts?" He said in a deep voice.

The prince's whole body stiffened there.

Of course it hurts, and now he is not afraid of death, and compared to death, those never-ending pains are the most terrible.

"Lone should have kept you and let you live for a long time, but now Lone has changed her mind." He drew a dagger from his waist and slowly approached the prince.

The prince ducked backwards in horror, it was his instinct.

He saw Sikong Yan raise his hand, and the dagger swung down, slitting his throat.

Sikong Yanfei withdrew the dagger and walked out of the tent without looking back.

He can't stay in hatred all the time, he has more important people to protect, and all the hidden dangers that exist must be removed in advance, and then ......

He will be able to take her into the palace.