Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

After settling Concubine Da Liu, Wen Jiao headed north to Chang'an without stopping. During the days she was away, a lot of things had accumulated in the Daolu Division that needed her to deal with. She hadn't appeared in the circle of friends for a long time, so she needed to reappear and maintain the friendship of these financial sponsors. Her relatives in this life also needed her company.

Yin Kaishan and Madam Yin were both not young anymore. After witnessing the tragedy of the Liu sisters, Wen Jiao missed them more than ever.

However, her sad feelings instantly disappeared after she saw the two elders. In fact, these two elderly people were living a very comfortable life.

The old man would get up early every morning to practice boxing and gunplay, then eat, sleep, play with his grandchildren, and scold his son. His voice was really full of energy, and you could tell he was in good health just by listening to it.

The old lady took one Jade Goddess Pill given to her by Wen Jiao every day, and her complexion was as white as spring flowers and her hair was as white as ebony, and she looked like a woman in her forties. She met with her old sisters every day and was often complimented on her good health, so she was naturally in a good mood.

Wen Jiao took a look at the two old men and saw that they were both in good health and vitality. She could not help but smile.

The princesses in the circle of friends were easy to contact. After just a short visit to the banquet of the Princess of Xiangyang, a group of princesses, big and small, surrounded her. Princess Yuying treated Wen Jiao warmly because she had saved her life. She asked, "I heard vaguely that the Immortal gave Wen Cheng a new husband. Is this true?"

Princess Xiangyang has been busy with other things recently and has not had time to watch the melon. She immediately became interested after hearing this: "Replacing the husband of the princess who is to be married off, how can you do this?" After thinking for a while, she clapped her hands, "I wouldn't believe it if it was someone else, but you can really do it!"

It sounded as if she had killed Gesar and replaced him with Zara.

Wen Jiao chuckled: "What do you mean I can really do it? I have always been gentle and kind. The princess must have misunderstood me."

"You? Gentle and warm?" The princesses wanted to laugh, but they had to hold back because of Wen Jiao's face. Princess Xiangyang and Princess Han were childhood friends, so they didn't give her this face and laughed so hard that it shook the world.

Princess Han laughed and slapped the table: "Which gentle woman pushed her husband into prison?"

Time has passed, and too much time has passed since the intrigue with Chen Guangrui at the beginning of the time travel. When Wen Jiao heard people mention it again, she felt no ripples in her heart, and just said: "Don't mention the past."

The princesses started to make a noise: "Let's talk about the current situation first - what's the matter with Wencheng's replacement of his husband?"

The fact that King Gesar was infertile was not something that should be publicized. If it was spread by these people, it would trigger a chain reaction. Zara was still young, and the Ling Kingdom was currently supported by Gesar.

Wen Jiao thought for a moment and said, "He is old, and seeing that our princess is young and beautiful, he feels ashamed of himself, so he promised the princess to his oldest nephew."

Although the words "feel ashamed of oneself" have never appeared in Gesar's dictionary.

Princess Xiangyang didn't believe it: "What man wouldn't love a young girl who is as beautiful as a flower? How could you feel ashamed of yourself?"

"There are some people in the world with strange personalities. When faced with a beautiful woman, they would just turn a blind eye and push her away." Princess Gaoyang said unhappily.

Princess Yuying looked at her expression and suddenly realized: "Is it your beloved monk Bianji who has made you angry again?"

Princess Gaoyang snorted, "I just spent nine hours out of the twelve hours of the day in front of him, but he still refused to lift his eyelids or even look at me."

Princess Yuying raised her eyebrows and said, "Our Gao Yang is a great beauty who is famous in Chang'an. A great beauty has almost given her heart to him, but he still refuses to give you a good face? You are such an ungrateful monk. No matter how beautiful she is, she is still blind."

Wen Jiao: ...It seems like what you two said contained a lot of information!

She covered her mouth with her sleeve and coughed lightly: "The Bianji you are talking about seems to be the disciple of Master Xuanzang?"

The number of people in Chang'an who knew about her relationship with Xuanzang could be counted on one hand. Even the Princess of Xiangyang and the Princess, her two former best friends, only knew that she and Chen Guangrui had a son, who became a monk and did not return to Chang'an with the couple. His whereabouts were unknown after that.

So the other princesses did not find her question strange and they all talked at once. Soon, Wen Jiao had pieced together the whole story.

Princess Gaoyang originally did not want to marry her husband Fang Yiai, but she eventually had to marry him despite the emperor's order. However, the couple made three rules on their wedding night and have been playing with each other ever since, even covering for each other in front of their parents. After that, Gaoyang kept several concubines, but none of them were satisfactory.

She disliked handsome men for being unromantic. She disliked humble men for being servile. She disliked pedantic men for being pretentious. In short, she had different dislikes for each man who was willing to offer himself to her.

Until that day, she went to Jingye Temple to burn incense. At the side of the palace, she saw the white-robed monk watering the flowers and plants in the courtyard with a hand urn.

It is faint like smoke and bright like the bright moon.

Her eyes were firmly attracted to him, and she walked towards him involuntarily: "Please tell me your Dharma name, Master."

The other party finished watering the flowers slowly, then raised his eyelids and said, "I am a poor monk, Bian Ji."

The sound was like an ice hammer hitting a jade chime, clear and empty.

Before this, Gao Yang had never thought that a man's voice could be so beautiful that when the slightest sound flowed into her ears, she couldn't help but blush.

If she was born in modern times, she would know that this aspect of hers can be described in one word: voice control. Of course, Princess Gaoyuan, who was far away in the Tang Dynasty, did not have such advanced knowledge. She only knew that her soul was tripped by this monk.

She started to go to Jingye Temple. At first, she was still proud of her status and would always go there every few days with a legitimate reason. Later, she became more and more obsessed and wanted to stay in the temple all day long. Unfortunately, the monk Bianji seemed to be completely unaware of her feelings. He either ignored her or was indifferent to her.

Gao Yang was sure that he would look at a wooden stake with the same look.

When had this proud daughter of heaven ever suffered such a setback? She was already upset enough, but she didn't expect that the rumor that she was infatuated with a monk and had not received a response had spread back and forth among her aunts, sisters and younger sisters, and even reached the ears of Master Jingrong, who had always looked down on her. She couldn't help but get even more angry and said, "Who said he refused to give me a good face? That's because I don't want to use tricks! I'm going to make this clear today. If he doesn't become my lover within three days, he will be a ghost in the underworld!"

Wen Jiao:......

That night, Wen Jiao said to Xuanzang, "Your pigs are about to be eaten by cabbages."

Xuanzang asked in bewilderment, "Ah? Then the kid should keep an eye on Bajie?"