I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

"As you can see." Yan Yun sat down wearily, sighed, stared at the letter paper and said, "You said I wrote the letter, can he still read it?"

Li Yang hadn't recovered from the shock, so he said directly without thinking, "I'm afraid it's more ominous than good."

This sentence, like a thunderbolt, hit Yan Yun's heart heavily.

His hand holding the pen couldn't help trembling for a while, and then he seemed to lose his strength suddenly, shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the pen.

After staring blankly at the dropped pen for a while, Yan Yun got up together and said unexpectedly, "I'm going to find him."

After Li Yang raised his head, Yan Yun had already disappeared.

Yan Yun just went down the mountain when he met Xing Feng and Da Zhuang.The two were covered in injuries and were in a very distressed state.

If Xingfeng didn't take the initiative to stop Yanyun, Yanyun might treat them as beggars on the street.

"My son, I will talk about it later." Xingfeng pulled Yan Yun and Da Zhuang to hide in the bushes, and just after hiding, a group of people followed and began to search around.They held up the torches, illuminating the foot of the mountain as bright as day.

By the light, Yan Yun saw that the faces of Xing Feng and Da Zhuang were covered with blood stains, some of which had solidified into rust color after a long time, and some were still bright red.There were freshly cut wounds on the two of them, and blood was constantly oozing out.

The pursuers outside searched like rakshasas, the torches held high and the bloody sharp knives seemed to be the signal of death, delaying them little by little.

Da Zhuang had fainted due to excessive blood loss, and he leaned on Yan Yun's shoulder.

"Not here, look elsewhere." One of the pursuers ordered.

The other pursuer looked around, as if he didn't want to give up: "Didn't you see them running here just now, it's strange..."

"Let's go, change the place, Your Majesty is still waiting for our return."

The human voice gradually faded away, and Yan Yun squatted until his legs became numb.It was not until the light of the fire and the sound of footsteps completely disappeared that Yan Yun and Xing Feng helped Da Zhuang out of the bushes.

"What's going on?" Yan Yun embraced Da Zhuang, turned around and asked Xing Feng.

If there is no accident, the current style and Da Zhuang should stay in Pingcheng with the other brothers of the Yan family army.

Now being hunted down for no reason, Yan Yun was very puzzled by the predicament he had ended up in.

Xingfeng's wound was excruciatingly painful from the mountain wind, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with pain: "Your Majesty, just after you came back, the emperor sent people to surround us."

Half of the brothers are guarding the barracks for the Sixth Prince, some of them have come back with you, the rest plus us, there is no way to compete with the emperor's people.

Hearing this, Yan Yun slowed down and said guiltily, "I blame me for not being careful enough to drag you down."

Hearing what Yan Yun said, Xing Feng couldn't stop coughing anxiously: "Your Majesty, no one can be blamed for this. Even if it wasn't for you, we would have long been a thorn in the Emperor's eyes."

"Where are the other brothers?" Seeing that Xingfeng and Dazhuang were so seriously injured, Yan Yun couldn't imagine whether the situation of the others would be worse.

After he finished asking, he regretted it, and didn't even dare to listen to Xingfeng's answer.

Sure enough, the expression on Xingfeng's face changed as soon as Yan Yun finished asking. He lowered his head and quickened his pace, just walking, as if the wound on his body no longer felt pain.

Seeing this, Yan Yun didn't ask any more questions, he changed his other hand to hold Xing Feng, and walked along with him.

At this touch, Xingfeng seemed to have been touched by some switch, he suddenly stopped moving and turned to look at Yanyun, his eyes filled with tears.

This is the first time Yan Yun has seen Xing Feng like this, other than that, he has never seen Xing Feng cry.

Yan Yun also stopped. He supported Da Zhuang against a tree trunk beside him, pulled Xing Feng to sit down, and patted him on the head lightly.

With this beat, Xing Feng couldn't bear it any longer, the tears that were originally stored in his eyes welled up, and then he spoke intermittently: "The third child is dead, his tongue was cut off."

Hearing this, Yan Yun's movements froze, and a chill penetrated his chest from the soles of his feet.

It took a long time for Yan Yun to recover, he looked at Xing Feng, he didn't know whether he was comforting Xing Feng or comforting himself, and said slowly: "It's okay, I will help the third brother get justice."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yun didn't dare to look at Xing Feng again, he turned his head away, Xing Feng said again: "Old Wu is also dead."

This time, Xingfeng's emotions were not so excited, and his words were a little more desperate: "I saw him with my own eyes, and he was burned alive."

"Dachun is also dead..."

Before Xingfeng finished speaking, Yan Yun covered his mouth.He looked at Yan Yun dejectedly, and found that Yan Yun's eyes were also flushed.

"Ah Feng, stop talking." Yan Yun's voice was a little trembling, with seven points of begging in it.

"I know everything." After speaking, Yan Yun let go of his hand wearily, staring at the soil on the ground, not daring to look into Xing Feng's eyes.

"It's all done by the emperor." Xingfeng said it word by word, almost gritting his teeth.

"The rest of the brothers were taken back to the palace." After finishing speaking, Xingfeng stopped talking. He leaned against the tree trunk on the other side, staring blankly at the dark sky, as if all his strength had been exhausted. was emptied.

After calming down for a long time, Yan Yun finally dared to look directly at Xing Feng. While treating Da Zhuang's wound, he asked softly, "A Feng, you are 15 years old, right?"

"Yeah." Xingfeng didn't turn his head, still staring blankly at the dark sky.

Yan Yun continued: "When I was your age, I only knew how to cause trouble."

Only then did Xingfeng turn his head to look at Yan Yun, and asked puzzledly, "My lord, what are you talking about?"

Xingfeng has been with Yanyun since he was a child, and he has been with Yanyun for as long as he is old.In all these years, Yan Yun has never seen Xingfeng's childish side.

Xingfeng didn't like to cry or act like a baby when he was a child, except for the occasional stubbornness, he can be regarded as a very worry-free child.

Yan Yun never imagined that the first time Xing Feng succumbed to him and showed his childish side would be in such a tragic situation, which made Yan Yun feel a little distressed.He forced himself to look away, and continued to treat Da Zhuang's wound without looking at Xing Feng: "Ah Feng, thank you for your hard work."

The sudden sentence made Xing Feng a little confused, before he could speak, Yan Yun spoke again: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."

No matter how slow his reaction was, Xingfeng knew that Yan Yun was blaming himself. He grew up beside Yan Yun and treated Yan Yun like his own brother.

Seeing Yan Yun being so sad and blaming himself, Xing Feng was suddenly a little at a loss, he wouldn't say anything nice, just grabbed Yan Yun's arm and shook his head vigorously.

"My son, I don't blame you." After thinking for a long time, Xingfeng came up with this sentence: "I was just a little scared, I thought I would never see you again."

"I won't." Yan Yun finished the medicine for Da Zhuang, and then caught Xingfeng to give him the medicine.

Thinking of how he was crying in front of Yan Yun just now, Xing Feng felt a little ashamed, and then changed the subject: "My lord, where are you planning to go?"

Hearing this, Yan Yun's hand that was applying the medicine paused. He looked at the road down the mountain, and said with a barely audible tone: "I was going to save the sixth prince."

"Sixth Prince?" Xingfeng thought for a while, then suddenly said: "I seem to have heard that group of pursuers say that Sixth Prince is now under house arrest in the palace."

"House arrest?" Yan Yun repeated, and couldn't help but strike harder: "So he's still alive?"

"I don't know about that." As Xing Feng said, he suddenly took a big step back, grinning his teeth and said: "Young Master, please be gentle! My wound is still hurting!"

Hearing that Xiao Yiran was still alive, Yan Yun's hanging heart finally settled temporarily.

Xingfeng saw Yan Yun's expression turned cloudy in an instant, so he tentatively asked: "My lord, you are not going back to the king city this time to save the sixth prince, right?"

Yan Yun answered irrelevant questions, and was about to leave with Da Zhuang: "Hurry up and go back with me, the moon is dark and the wind is high, this place is not safe."

Xingfeng asked persistently, but Yanyun just didn't answer.

"Then what about your imperial concubine?" Xingfeng still remembered the hulking imperial concubine who could beat others that Yan Yun mentioned.

"My lord, don't you like her very much?"

"A hulking concubine?" Yan Yun thought for a while before remembering this.

He didn't expect that Xingfeng actually took what he said casually at the beginning, and then he smiled helplessly and made up nonsense: "He doesn't want me anymore."

"So you are overly sad, and you have moved on and fell in love with the sixth prince?"

The more Xingfeng talked, the more he felt that what he thought was very reasonable, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "My lord, men are not good things, you should coax the concubine back."

"Although she can beat people, it's still better than the Sixth Prince, a big man."

"Okay, okay." Yan Yun casually perfunctory, took the two back to the wooden house.

Before entering the door, Xingfeng grabbed Yan Yun furtively and said in a low voice: "My lord, I will keep this matter a secret for you."

Yan Yun glanced at Da Zhuang whose face was gradually pale, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, keep it a secret for me, let's go in first, Da Zhuang seems to be dying soon."

When Yan Yun carried him into the house, Li Yang was already fast asleep on the bed.

The big movement woke Li Yang up. He jumped up from the bed and saw two bloody people in the room.

"My lord, this is?" Li Yang approached, but did not recognize the two of them.

Xing Feng and Da Zhuang ran around all night, and their unkempt faces could no longer see their original appearance.

Yan Yun tidied up and put Da Zhuang on the bed, tried to control his emotions, pretended to be calm and said: "Ah Feng and Da Zhuang."

Yan Yun's words gave Li Yang an ominous premonition, and he tentatively asked, "How could they be injured?"

After hearing this, Xingfeng glanced at Li Yang, then at Yan Yun, he hesitated to speak, and the grievance he had just left came up again.

Seeing Xingfeng's behavior like this, Li Yang knew that something was wrong, so he asked again: "My lord, did something happen to the Yan family's army?"

"Ah."

Yan Yun pressed Li Yang's shoulder, and said calmly as much as possible: "Xiao Yiyang sent people to encircle and suppress them."

"Where are they?" Li Yang's voice changed a bit, his face flushed with anxiety.

The importance of the Yan family army to Li Yang is no less than that of Yan Yun. When Li Yang was in exile in the early years and had nothing to rely on, he met the brothers of the Yan family army, which gave him a sense of belonging when he was wandering.

"He was caught in the palace."

Hearing this, Li Yang's complexion changed suddenly, and he asked eagerly, "Are there any casualties?"

"Old Wu and Fachun are gone." Yan Yun tried his best not to look so bad, but compromised the moment he spoke.

He looked at Li Yang with reddened eyes, and found that Li Yang's face was not looking good either, and the pain was exactly the same.

"My son, I want to explain to my brother who died."

Li Yang tried hard to restrain his sadness, and the expression on his face became determined: "They will not die in vain."