Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

It was clearly a sunny day above the clouds, but Gesar's face looked very embarrassed.

From his angle, he could see the whole city below. He saw many maids running around to tell each other, and then they started to move things busily. Not long after, for some reason, the maids started to tell each other again, and then they cheered. The cheers were even more exciting than when the order to send the concubine was issued. After that, they became even busier.

Although Gesar favored his wife Zhumu, he was always generous to the beauties in the harem, including the female slaves. He gave gifts all year round. Every time he conquered a country, he would bring back treasures from the treasury to reward meritorious officials, royal family members and concubines in the harem. Therefore, not to mention the princesses, even the female slaves packed their luggage carefully and had a lot of good things. I saw heavy boxes being carried out and piled in the courtyard. In the afternoon, the princess who packed the most skillfully had already left the palace with boxes of various sizes and a group of female slaves.

"That is..." Gesar tried hard to identify her, and after a moment of recollection, he finally recognized her. "Is that Lhamo from the Yuzhen family? After I took the throne, the Yuzhen family sent her to the palace. She was the first of all the princesses to enter the palace."

If his wedding with Zhumu had not been held on the night of the coronation ceremony, Ram would have almost surpassed Zhumu and taken the first place.

Gesar looked at Ram jumping onto the horse. Even at such a long distance, he could not erase the joy that she was feeling at that moment.

"As expected, the Yuzhen family is the best at running in Ling Country. They want to be the first one to enter the palace and the first one to leave the palace." Gesar was amused.

From the moment he saw her leaving the palace, he realized that he had lost miserably in this bet with Wen Jiao.

It turns out that there is no need for wild men to seduce women. As long as women are given the power to choose, they will choose to leave.

So Mesa really wanted to leave him.

While Gesar was feeling dejected, the procession to leave the palace had formed a long queue in front of the palace gate. The princesses had been in the palace for many years and had a group of female slaves with whom they were familiar and had developed feelings. How could he bear to leave the palace when he could leave them behind to waste their youth?

As Queen Jumu's order was conveyed, the princesses withdrew from the palace and took away the treasures, and also took away a large number of people. Judging from the number of people, at least four-fifths of the women in the entire palace ran away.

Wen Jiao no longer wanted to see Gesar's expression, because she was afraid that she would burst out laughing. But she still heard the lion king, whose worldview was deeply shocked, muttering in disbelief: "What's going on? So many people? They're all leaving?"

Wen Jiao suppressed her laughter and sighed, "There was a love-sick man who, when he was young, thought that all the beautiful women in the world should love him. Unexpectedly, the singers he kept at home ignored him and fell in love with a young man next to him. Only then did he understand that 'love in life is destined for everyone'."

"'Everyone has their own destiny in life.'" Gesar murmured, and suddenly he felt a stab in his heart, as if he understood something, but it seemed as if there was still a layer of veil between them, making it hazy and unclear.

He shook his head and said admiringly, "Every word is so profound and touching. I wonder where this love-crazy man is from? I need to visit such a philosopher in person to ask for advice."

Who is he from? Of course, he is the attendant of the Chixia Palace, Shenying. He has only been in the heaven for three days. After visiting various mountains, he applied to go down to the world. He has not yet visited all the heavens. He does not know whether there are Chixia Palace, Guanchou Sea, and Taixu Illusion in this world. It would be interesting to look for them when he has time.

Wen Jiao thought about it and avoided answering Gesar's question. She only said, "I made a bet with you before. If you allow your concubines in the harem to take away their own property and marry them as princesses, someone will definitely leave you. Now do you understand why I made this bet?"

"I understand. They don't actually love me." Gesar said somewhat disappointedly, "They married me because they obeyed the family's order. As the most beautiful girls in each tribe, they must marry the ruler of Lingguo as a concubine. They would marry me regardless of whether I sat on the throne or not. But if they were given the power to choose, they would naturally choose their own relationship - just like Mesa."

He finally admitted that Mesa left him only because she had a husband with whom she was in love.

Shaking his head vigorously, as if trying to shake the water out of his brain, Gesar laughed bitterly: "I actually swore to the goddesses that with their love for me, no one would be willing to leave me. Really..." He carefully considered his words, "I am so self-righteous, I am totally wrong."

"You're wrong again." Wen Jiao said, "Love is like a flower. Oftentimes, it only needs a little water, soil and sunshine to bloom. But if you don't take good care of it, it will quickly wither and die."

Gesar was beautiful, elegant, brave, and powerful. After unifying the Ling Kingdom, he established unprecedented achievements on the plateau. How could such a person not attract the admiration of girls?

When these princesses were chosen to enter the palace, they were not necessarily the lucky ones in the hearts of the girls in the whole Ling Kingdom. At the beginning of this marriage, they may have had feelings for Gesell. However, these beautiful flowers of love were ignored and neglected day after day, and were treated with hostility by Zhu Mu, who was loved by all the people, and they withered silently.

Mesa obviously persisted a little longer, perhaps because Gesar had a vague affection for her besides Zhumu, or perhaps because she was an exceptionally tenacious and loyal person.

However, no matter how tenacious and loyal she was, she couldn't hold on any longer.

Gesar rubbed his face and quickly recovered from the blow of "a large group of his women ran away". People like him are destined to be able to take it or leave it. Once he figured it out, he would have no more worries. Besides, these women were originally the decorations of his throne. It would be glorious to get them, but it would not be painful to lose them. At most, he would feel a little frustrated: "Goddess, you win. What promise do you want me to make?"

Wen Jiao was about to speak, but there was a moment of silence. She frowned slightly and pointed downwards: "Who is this princess? She looks familiar."

Gesar looked down in the direction of her finger and felt as if he was being tortured to death.

It was dusk, and the dim sunlight shone over the empty palace, making it look gloomy. The gorgeously dressed female slaves each carried their luggage and rushed out in a long procession, like a graceful and colorful vine. Although they were about to leave the palace, they did not show any joy on their faces, but looked at the last person in the procession with worry from time to time.

The woman walking at the end was dressed simply, wearing an ochre-red robe suitable for monks and nuns, with loose black hair and not a single piece of jewelry on her body.

Gesar looked at the beautiful figure, and unspeakable pain burst out from his heart, quickly enveloping his whole body, making it difficult for him to breathe and even his heartbeat stopped.

Just like a lone goose screaming in despair, he uttered a mournful and unbelievable hoarse voice from the bottom of his throat: "Why, Zhu Mu is leaving too!"

The last one to leave was Zhu Mu!