"What? The princess is back!" The Witch King's troubles disappeared immediately, and his pale face showed a little rosy. He stood up and said overjoyed, "Please, no, I want to go and greet the princess in person."
The Witch King said, and walked down from the throne in a few steps. He didn't look like someone who was ill at all. Although the Witch King practiced the skills of the Moon Worship Cult and became obsessed with it and suffered extremely serious backlash, he was still a practicing person after all. Even if he is in danger, he is not comparable to ordinary people.
Tang Yu Xiaobao followed Shi Gonghu and Nanman Niang to the expedition. After Anu heard that Zhao Ling'er was back, she immediately rushed back to the godswood forest. However, when she arrived, Ji Shaoyu and Zhao Ling'er had already left. Knowing that Ji Shaoyu and Zhao Ling'er were going to deal with the Moon Worshiping Cult, Saint Aunt worried that Anu would be in danger outside, so she left Anu in the godswood forest and refused to let her leave.
Ji Shaoyu didn't recognize any of the civil and military officials of Nanzhao who followed the Witch King. When Shi Gonghu came back, he brought a portrait of Zhao Ling'er, so the Witch King recognized Zhao Ling'er at a glance as his long-lost daughter.
"My lonely princess, you are finally back." From a distance, the Witch King opened his hands and said to Zhao Ling'er with great joy.
However, the scene where the Witch King originally thought that Zhao Ling'er would throw herself into his arms did not happen. Zhao Ling'er was just beside Ji Shaoyu, looking at this father who was somewhat familiar yet very strange. Even so, the Witch King did not show any disappointment. After all, Zhao Ling'er had left Nanzhao for ten years, and it was normal for him to be a little unfamiliar with his father.
The Witch King calmed down his emotions and said to Zhao Ling'er, "It'll be good if you come back. It'll be good if you come back."
"Are you Ling'er's husband?" Looking at his daughter, who was born so beautiful and moving, she hadn't seen her for ten years, but she didn't expect that when she came back, she would be pregnant with someone else's flesh and blood. Although the Witch King was once stupid, as a father, he was the same as all the fathers in the world. His mood at this moment was full of mixed feelings.
Ji Shaoyu nodded, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant to reject others from thousands of miles away, nor showed humility against his will, calm and measured.
"Ling'er, follow your father back to the palace. My father wants to tell the world that the lonely princess has returned." The Witch King smiled at Zhao Ling'er and said.
"No need, I am returning to Nanzhao this time just to send my grandma's ashes back and come to see you. There are some things I want to ask you too." Zhao Ling'er refused and said.
Although it has been a while since they came to Nanzhao Kingdom, Ji Shaoyu and Zhao Ling'er have never had the chance to find a time and a place to bury Jiang's ashes. Before coming to the Nanzhao Palace, Ji Shaoyu and Zhao Ling'er finally buried Jiang's ashes in a beautiful place.
"Are you still blaming Father? It's Father's fault that he didn't protect you ten years ago..." The Witch King also knew why Zhao Ling'er treated him like this, and he felt extremely guilty in his heart. If he hadn't listened to Bai Yue's slander, Lin Qing'er would not have died, and Zhao Ling'er would not have been forced to stay away from Nanzhao Kingdom and wander abroad.
Zhao Ling'er shook her head and said, "I don't blame you anymore. Without you, I wouldn't have met Brother Shaoyu."
"Then, come back to Gu Gu, okay?" The Witch King said with a hint of prayer. His life is almost coming to an end. Zhao Ling'er is his only child. If Zhao Ling'er is unwilling to return to him, then There will be no successor to the throne of Nanzhao Kingdom.
"I just want to be with Brother Shaoyu forever." Regarding worldly glory and wealth, Zhao Ling'er has never wanted to have them, let alone these things. All she wants is to be with Ji Shaoyu and never be separated, but she doesn't know if this wish can still be realized.
"Ling'er, my father's time is running out. Nanzhao cannot live without a monarch. If you are willing to return to your father, your father will immediately issue an order to pass the throne to you, or to you. My husband is fine too. "Whether it is Ji Shaoyu or Zhao Ling'er, as long as they are willing to accept the throne, the throne of Nanzhao Kingdom will fall on the children of Ji Shaoyu and Zhao Ling'er in the future, and the throne of Nanzhao Kingdom will not be obtained by outsiders.
Zhao Ling'er looked at Ji Shaoyu, who shook his head at the Witch King and said, "I am not interested in the so-called throne of Nanzhao at all. After today, I will take Ling'er away from here."
"Bold!" The Witch King was furious and angrily yelled at Ji Shaoyu. The soldiers of Nanzhao Kingdom also raised their spears and pointed them at Ji Shaoyu.
Ji Shaoyu remained calm, with his scarlet three-magatama Sharingan, he just glanced at the Nanzhao soldiers. I saw those Nanzhao soldiers, as if they had seen some terrifying sight, they were all so frightened that they were paralyzed, and all the spears in their hands fell to the ground.
"What did you do to them?" The Witch King is Zhao Ling'er's father after all, and Ji Shaoyu did not use illusions on him. But the scene before him still frightened the Witch King.
The two immortal cultivating forces in the Nanzhao Kingdom, the Moon Worshiping Sect, had been destroyed by Ji Shaoyu and Li Xiaoyao three days ago. The Shenmu Forest had stopped participating in the affairs of the Nanzhao Kingdom ten years ago, and Shi Gonghu and Nanman Niang were on the front line again. Next to the Witch King, there were only two immortal cultivators who were in the middle stage of refining the gods and returning to the void, protecting him. But now, the two immortal cultivators, like those soldiers, were in Ji Shaoyu's illusion, looking frightened and motionless.
"It's nothing, just give them a small punishment. After a while, they will wake up. If you have anything to say to Ling'er, you'd better seize the time and take advantage of it now." It seemed that he had done something wrong. For the sake of Taoism, Ji Shaoyu said calmly.
Zhao Ling'er did not stop Ji Shaoyu's movements, nor did he speak for the two immortal cultivators and the Nanzhao soldiers.
"Ling'er, I'll wait for you here tomorrow morning." It was agreed that Ji Shaoyu would leave this day to the Witch King and Zhao Ling'er. Ji Shaoyu was not worried at all about whether Zhao Linger would be persuaded by the Witch King.
Nanzhao Kingdom has gradually declined from its original position as the largest human nation in Luzhou, Beiju, and is no longer what it used to be. The Witch King did not dare to say a loud word to Ji Shaoyu. Although he still refused to give up and persuaded Zhao Ling'er several times, and even moved out tens of thousands of people in Nanzhao Kingdom, Zhao Ling'er would not be persuaded by the Witch King so easily. Still unswerving, sticking to the original decision.
Although Zhao Ling'er hesitated for a moment when talking about the tens of thousands of people in Nanzhao Kingdom, in Zhao Ling'er's heart, there was something more important than this, and that was Ji Shaoyu. (To be continued.)