Instinctively, he pulled Jia Shi close, shielding her. Fei Hu couldn't dodge in time, and his fingers, like eagle claws, pierced Jia Shi's smooth back. Jia Shi was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood that landed on King Zhou's face. Fei Hu was startled and quickly retreated, giving King Zhou time to dodge.
King Zhou shoved Jia aside, shifted his body to the left, braced himself with his left hand, stood up, and assumed a fighting stance to receive the attack below.
A commotion arose outside the hall, and a squad of imperial guards rushed in, only to be utterly astonished by what they saw.
Needless to say, the three people lying on the ground were also there. On the other side, Jia Shi was lying on the ground, pale-faced and swallowing blood. King Wu Cheng was confronting King Zhou, who was naked and glaring at everyone. His manhood was erect, looking like he was not going to admit defeat either.
Although the situation before them left them bewildered, the confrontation between King Zhou and Huang Feihu made them realize one thing: the two of them were going to fight.
King Zhou was the most powerful, so the Imperial Guards disregarded Huang Feihu's status as King Wucheng and other matters, unanimously pointing their weapons at Huang Feihu, though their eyes kept glancing at Consort Huang.
Huang Feihu missed his first attack but struck Jia Shi instead. In his haste, he quickly dodged. Seeing the imperial guards enter, he became enraged and attacked King Zhou again. King Zhou dodged to the side, avoiding Huang Feihu's attack, and shouted, "Stop him!"
The Imperial Guards rushed forward to stop Huang Feihu, but they were no match for him. The enraged Huang Feihu was like a mad tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable. Although he was unarmed, he was no less powerful. The Imperial Guards were no match for his offensive and were all driven back by him.
King Zhou frowned as he watched Huang Feihu's frenzied attack. Although he didn't know why he was in such an awkward situation, he understood that sleeping with Huang Feihu's wife would likely lead to trouble. Immediately, King Zhou picked up a fallen spear and hurled it at Huang Feihu. Although he was in the wrong, he didn't want to lose his life; he needed to subdue Huang Feihu first.
Huang Feihu, being unarmed, feared he would face trouble against the Imperial Guards. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and he hastily dodged to the left, but not completely. A spear pierced his right arm, breaking the bone. The pain jolted him awake. Seeing the Imperial Guards attacking from all sides, Feihu was startled, realizing that King Zhou, no less powerful than himself, was present. Without a suitable weapon and now injured, he feared he was no match for them. Seeing a guard thrust at him, Feihu dodged to the side, grabbed the spear, kicked the guard, snatched the spear, took a deep breath, and swept the spear horizontally, driving away the surrounding soldiers. He then leaped out of the encirclement, glaring angrily at King Zhou, and shouted, "You tyrant! I will avenge this humiliation one day!" With that, he turned and galloped away, the surrounding Imperial Guards quickly giving chase.
King Zhou casually picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on. Only then did he notice Consort Huang and the others. Consort Huang was sitting on the ground in a daze, as if she had gone mad. Yin Hong and Yin Jiao next to her were even more stunned by what had just happened and had not yet reacted.
King Zhou frowned, about to speak, when a delicate cry came from inside. He turned around and saw it was Daji. Daji was standing to the side, covering her face with her hands, seemingly frightened by the appearance of Yin Hong and Yin Jiao.
King Zhou was in a state of great turmoil, his mind a jumble of thoughts that left him completely bewildered. He turned around, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Hurry up and put your clothes on!"
The three people on the ground then came to their senses and hurriedly put on their clothes. Their hands and feet were in a panic. After they were dressed, the three of them knelt down to the side, their bodies trembling, at a loss.
At this moment, the imperial guards outside returned, but did not come in. Instead, they shouted loudly from outside the door, "Your Majesty, King Wu Cheng has escaped from the palace and his whereabouts are unknown."
Read the full text novel online, updated faster, all at the Literature Network, PC site: Mobile site: Support literature, support! King Zhou frowned even more deeply upon hearing this. After a pause, he summoned two palace maids to carry Jia Shi from the ground into Daji's bedroom. Only then did he call the Imperial Guards to tie up Yin Hong and Yin Jiao. The two dared not resist and allowed the Imperial Guards to arrest them and imprison them.
Only then did Daji seem to come to her senses. She tremblingly moved to King Zhou's side and said softly, "King Zhou, what's going on?"
King Zhou looked at her pale face, feeling a mixture of pity and confusion, but still said, "It's alright, go and rest."
Seeing that King Zhou didn't want to say anything more, Daji took the initiative to retreat. Before she had taken three steps, she suddenly heard King Zhou ask, "Where did you go yesterday?"
Daji was startled. Could it be that he suspected her? But then she thought it was impossible. How could a mere mortal know her magic? She made up her mind and said, "I apologize for yesterday. I went to rest inside and only got up this morning."
King Zhou glanced at Daji, seemingly finding nothing amiss, then waved her away. He summoned the imperial physician to examine Jia Shi. After the examination, the physician declared she wouldn't live much longer; her heart had been shattered by King Wu Cheng's attack, and even a celestial being couldn't save her. King Zhou was quite helpless; it was truly a pity that such a beautiful woman had perished so tragically. Even more regrettable was that he had offended King Wu Cheng for her sake, and now she was dying—what a terrible fate!
It has to be said, this is a very serious matter. First, King Zhou raped King Wucheng's wife, and then his son raped his own concubine. Uh... that's quite novel. I wonder what people will say if word gets out? That King Zhou and his family are all lecherous scoundrels? Sigh... what a hassle.
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