Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

Perhaps Gesar had an innate love for women who were like sisters in his blood. When Gesar asked his nephew Xiao Shu whether he had a good impression of Princess Wencheng, the dark-faced young man instantly blushed like a coal ball that was filled with flames.

He paused for a long time before finally saying, "Her Royal Highness is so noble and beautiful, will she be attracted to me?"

The trembling look reminded Gesar of himself when he was young. At that time, he was expelled from the territory because his methods of killing demons were too bloody. Zhumu was annoyed by his strange behavior and sprinkled incense ash on his face, which symbolized a curse. Every night when he thought of her disgusted eyes when she left, he felt miserable. But now, Yiren lives in his palace and serves as his concubine.

He blurted out to Zara: “How do you know the result if you don’t try?”

He was eager to give his nephew some advice: "You have to dress up nicely and handsomely, so that she can't forget you once she sees you - but you have to do it in your own identity, otherwise she will fall in love with you in another identity, which will be terrible."

For example, when he met Zhu Mu again several years after being driven out of Lingdi, in order to test her feelings, he transformed himself into a handsome and noble Indian prince.

Then Zhumu fell in love with him as expected, and even gave him a token of engagement. This made him angry, upset, and jealous, but he didn't know who to be jealous of, and he and Zhumu were at odds for several days. But his mother Guomu couldn't stand it anymore and scolded him severely.

Zara was confused: "Why should I approach the princess as someone else?"

Gesar touched his nose and laughed dryly: "It's not important."

He also suggested: "A superior man should possess extraordinary martial arts so that girls will be willing to snuggle in his arms - but he should not only use martial arts to show off his charm, which will scare girls away."

For example, the reason why he was driven out of Lingdi was because he was young at that time, and his temper was the most strange. His mind was full of two things: Zhumu and slaying demons. All day long, he was either tearing demons apart with his bare hands or on the way to tear demons apart with his bare hands. Then he would wear the skin peeled off from the demons, the animal horn and animal skin hat he carefully designed, and go to find Zhumu with bloody flowers picked from the road.

He felt that he looked very different from those incompetent men who only knew how to dress up, and he was extremely handsome.

Zhu Mu responded by screaming and running away.

If it weren't for his uncle Chao Tong's suggestion to hold a horse race to decide the leader of the tribes in Lingdi, the old pervert would have regarded Zhumu as a trophy, relying on his fastest horse in Lingdi to win her. Zhumu would not have been willing to invite back Gesar, the only one who could possibly beat Chao Tong.

When I think back on it now, it’s filled with a lot of chuunibyou!

Zara nodded firmly: "My father once told me that a warrior's sword is used to protect his family, not to scare the woman he loves. Is that what the king meant?"

Gesar coughed dryly, and tried his best to search his mind for some suggestions that would not make him look too stupid. No one knew what he thought of, but his face suddenly became a little gloomy: "Also, when she is willing to give her heart to you, you must protect it well and never hurt it."

This time, the words finally exceeded the little prince Zara's understanding. He frowned and tilted his head to think for a long time, and asked sincerely: "Then, how can I not make her sad?"

This time it was Gesar's turn to think hard. He thought for a long time with a sad face, and said in frustration: "I don't know either."

Gorgeous clothes, expensive jewelry, comfortable palaces, delicious food, handsome horses, and bands that can be hired to play from morning to night as long as you want. Such a life is almost the same as paradise. What else can't be satisfied with such a life? Why do we still cry in pain? Why do we still fight openly and secretly?

Women are such a difficult animal to understand.

The next day, the little Prince Zara, who had been dressed up by Gesar with all his life's aesthetic skills to look brave yet luxurious, handsome yet gentle, rode his scarlet peacock horse that had been washed spotlessly overnight, flew to the outside of Tang City like a ball of fire, shot an arrow at the city gate, and then ran away quickly.

The guard at the gate pulled out the arrow and saw a silk handkerchief tied into an exquisite knot with a piece of parchment fixed inside. After a cup of tea, the arrow appeared on Princess Wencheng's desk. After reading the letter, Princess Wencheng smiled helplessly: "It's a love poem."

The letter reads: The tassels of gold and jade are so dazzling, the brocade clothes and beautiful ornaments are dazzling, the men are strong and the horses are powerful, and the armor is bright and fresh, the magnificent buildings are towering and dazzling, my own happiness and others' blessings are all there, am I lucky enough to marry the beauty?

Wen Jiao also glanced at the letter and was flattered by the youthful confession of love: "How is Princess going to reply?"

Wen Cheng's lips pursed slightly. "There's not even an address, so who knows who he wrote it to? Ignore him." He pointed to the untied silk handkerchief and said, "Burn it."

Wen Jiao recognized it as the handkerchief Princess Wencheng lent to Zara to wipe her tears. It was clean and folded into an exquisite knot, so she stopped him and said, "This can be considered a keepsake. It may be useful in the future. Keep it."

Wencheng sighed: "Just follow what the master wants."

Unable to wait for the princess's reply, the next day, Zara changed into new clothes and jewelry, rode a new horse, and came over like a gust of wind, and shot another arrow at the city gate. The guard sent the arrow up with ease, and it was indeed another new love poem.

Wencheng still ignored it.

The third day...

The fourth day...

The pile of love poems on Princess Wencheng's desk was growing at a visible speed. When she received the twentieth love poem, which was different but still had no title, she finally couldn't bear it anymore. This time, when Zara rode past the city gate again and was about to draw her bow and shoot an arrow, the city gate suddenly opened, revealing Princess Wencheng's delicate figure.

She drew her bow like a full moon, and shot an arrow at him before Zara could reach it. Zara saw that the arrow was as fast as a meteor and was heading straight for her heart, so she quickly fell to the side and hung her body on the side of the horse, narrowly avoiding the arrow.

He heard Princess Wencheng scolding, "You keep shooting arrows at the city gates. Prince Zara, are you going to declare war on the Tang Dynasty?"

Zara usually had a lot of ideas when writing love poems, but when Princess Wencheng looked at her with her misty eyes, her mind went blank and she couldn't remember anything. She hesitated for a while, her neck turned red, and she finally squeezed out a sentence: "Would you like to go horse racing together?"

"No." Wencheng said with a straight face.

Zara said "Oh", "Then where did the princess say she was going?"

Wencheng:……

At Wen Jiao's residence, Wu Meiniang looked at the water mirror and wondered, "Can they really get along like this?"

Wen Jiao glanced at her peach-blossom face, thinking: "What is love in this world? It is nothing but one thing conquers another."

As for relationships between an older woman and a younger man, the style is always different, such as the one in front of her and her future husband.