Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

Wen Jiao's voice was clear as she drank, and in this dim night, it was as cool and refreshing as nectar.

Gesar's slightly drowsy eyes suddenly became clear: "The horse likes to drink the spring water of his hometown the most, and the roc likes to perch on the precious tree branch where it was born. What can be more peaceful than my own country?"

His reaction surprised Wen Jiao. She thought Gesar was indulging in the gentleness of his new concubine, so he didn't want to return to Ling State, and even had the heart to watch his country being oppressed by the Hor State. But it seemed that he meant something completely different.

"The Ling Kingdom was besieged by the army of the Hall Kingdom and sent a messenger to you for help. Why did you not return for a long time and even wanted to shoot the spirit bird that delivered the message?" She went straight to the point.

Gesar's face suddenly changed: "What? The Hor Kingdom dares to bully our Ling Kingdom!"

Wen Jiao frowned: "Your Queen Consort sent the white parrot to deliver messages to you twice, and you were totally unaware of it?"

Gesar's expression was uncertain. He suddenly thought of something and glared in the direction of the two concubines. He quickly retracted his gaze and gritted his teeth and said, "I drank too much and was dizzy. I forgot what the war situation is now. I will leave and return to Lingguo now."

Wen Jiao was thoughtful and looked at Adanam and Mesa. Under her gaze, Adanam covered his injured eye and uttered a series of exaggerated "ouch", concentrating on shouting in pain, as if he didn't notice her. Mesa pulled the braids scattered on his chest one by one, his eyebrows drooping, and he looked guilty.

Wen Jiao had an idea in her mind. Seeing that Gesar chose the second concubine to take the blame for delaying the military plan, she changed her mind about this man. However, when she thought of the miserable situation of Ling State, her face still sank: "Thanks to the blessing of the Lion King, Ling State has not been destroyed yet."

There is indeed a lot to this statement.

Gesar was anxious: "Speak more clearly."

Wen Jiao said: "After the Lion King left the country, the White Tent King of the Hor Kingdom heard that your Queen Zhumu was extremely beautiful and sent troops to force her to marry him. The people of Ling Kingdom asked you for help twice, but when they saw that you were not coming back, they had to fight to the death. In the end, they were no match for the strong soldiers and horses of the Hor Kingdom, and suffered heavy casualties. The Queen was also kidnapped by the Hor Kingdom's general Simba Mairuze..."

He had only said half of his words when Gesar's face suddenly lost all color. His body swayed twice, and even his voice trembled: "Zhum was kidnapped? She must hate me to death for waiting for me. When she got to the White Tent King, she would remarry without saying a word!"

This strange and frustrating train of thought disturbed Wen Jiao so much that she almost forgot what she was going to say. How many blows did Senjiang Zhumu give Gesar in the past, and how many times did she fall in love with someone else, that Gesar would think that she would remarry the next moment when he thought of her being wronged, or would remarry without saying a word?

She calmed down and found her thoughts again. "Your eldest brother Jiacha had a fight with Simba Mairuze to save Queen Zhumu. He was shot with an arrow by the other party and died with hatred. His mother insisted that you preside over his funeral, otherwise she would refuse to bury him."

Adanamu unconsciously put down her hand that was covering her eyes. A trail of blood oozed from her unhealed eye, making her cold and beautiful face look like a vengeful ghost. She looked at Mesa with her intact eye, and saw her body trembling like a white dove in a rainstorm, and she was so miserable that she was almost terrified. She murmured, "How could this happen... I didn't want this to happen..."

"Ring Country is leaderless now, and the King of White Tent may raise troops again at any time. Queen Zhum asked me to pass a message to you, asking you to return to Ling Country at all costs." Wen Jiao continued.

This time Gesar did not interrupt her and let her finish her words. His eyes were fixed, as if he had lost focus for a moment. After a long while, he whispered in a dreamy tone, "Who died?"

"Your elder brother, Jiacha Xiega." Wen Jiao looked him straight in the eyes, her tone slightly deep, "He was shot through the head by a general of the Hall Kingdom, and died on the spot. Even after his death, his eyes were still wide open, and his expression was extremely unwilling."

Mesa fainted, and the servants rushed to help her, and the scene was quite chaotic.

Gesar turned a deaf ear to everything around him. He just nodded slightly, said "Oh", and then asked softly: "How was Zhumu rescued?"

Wen Jiao said, "Prince Jiacha was entrusted by your minister Rongcha to marry Princess Wencheng of the Tang Dynasty down the mountain for Lingguo. The Tang Emperor ordered the King of Jiangxia to lead troops to escort her to marry. When Princess Wencheng heard that Lingguo was in urgent need, she ordered the army to provide support and sent me deep into the army to rescue the princess. I killed General Simba and escorted Princess Zhum back to your capital."

Gesar nodded again and turned to walk into the inner room. Adanamu was directing the servants to rescue Mesa. Seeing that Gesar looked wrong, she shouted, "Husband, what are you going to do?"

Gesar kept walking: "Kill the White Tent King and take his head to sacrifice to Brother Jiacha."

Mesa had just woken up when she heard this and burst into tears: "Brother Jiacha was killed by me! If I hadn't wanted to take revenge on Concubine Zhumu and let her taste the feeling of being robbed and occupied, I would have mixed the amnesiac into the king's farewell wine. He wouldn't have forgotten Lingguo's call for help, and Brother Jiacha wouldn't have died in the battle, and so many people wouldn't have died in Lingguo. I often blame Concubine Zhumu for being jealous and hurting me, but I didn't die, but I killed so many people because of jealousy. I really deserve to die!"

Adanam comforted her, "This is not your idea alone. If I didn't want to share my husband with so many women, I would have given you Yaksha's amnesiac. You couldn't find the medicine even if you wanted to knock the king unconscious. This is what I owe to Ling Country. I will pay it back. I will give my life to Ling Country. Besides, you didn't kill the man. The one who deserved to die was the White Tent King. It's not your turn to pay with your life. Go back and pack your luggage. Looking at this situation, we will have to go to Ling Country in a few days."

While the two girls were talking, Gesar had floated out again. He was riding an extremely majestic horse, wearing armor, and a wisp of red tassel on his helmet made his face look deathly pale. He stroked the mane of his mount and whispered, "Janggar Pebu, let's go to the Kingdom of Hor."

The horse neighed loudly, its four hooves shook, and a cloud of mist rose up. The next moment, it flew away with Gesar on its back, and in just a breath, it disappeared from everyone's sight.

What a great steed! Even my adopted son's white dragon horse would feel ashamed of itself when it saw it. Wen Jiao praised in her heart, and with a wave of her hand, she rolled the white parrot hidden in the corner of the castle back onto her shoulder: "Let's go after your king."

The white parrot asked curiously, "Why don't you go back to Ling Country? If Queen Zhumu knew that you had persuaded the king, she would definitely be overjoyed."

Wen Jiao stroked its cold feathers and said, "Of course it's because I want to get someone back from the White Tent King."