The patriarch of the Wangyue clan did not completely believe Yue Sizhu's words.
He at least considered the interests of his community and was cautious.
He tried to avenge his junior brother Yue Zhengfeng himself.
So he disguised himself and went to the capital to find the truth.
After discovering that Si Jin had indeed become the head of the Yue family with an iron fist, he gritted his teeth in anger.
Yue Zhengfeng grew up with him since childhood, and they were like brothers. How could he be harmed like this by an unknown nobody?!
So, without asking the specific reason, he sneaked into the palace that night, intending to place the curse of the cursed lone star on Si Jin.
Unexpectedly, before the curse could be finished, the boy, with a bright smile, beat them to a pulp.
Even the curse that hadn't been unleashed ended up on him.
The clan chief sacrificed one of his tails to escape successfully.
Upon returning to his tribe, he flew into a rage.
They immediately gathered several respected elders and together activated a massive fortune-seizing formation.
They attempted to bypass Si Jin's observation and seize all the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
However, they were still overconfident.
That so-called bypass was not entirely successful.
Si Jin discovered this in time and directly used his divine power to destroy the formation from a distance, thus reversing the tide of fate.
It absorbed all the fortunes of the surrounding small countries into the Great Zhou.
The formation twisted, violently blasting away several indignant cat demon elders.
Several people fell to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, which piled up in a regular shape on Wangyue Mountain.
He looked extremely disheveled.
The elderly elders with white beards exchanged bewildered glances, their brows furrowed. Just as they were sinking into deep despair, they saw a glimmer of hope.
They looked up and saw a wisp of fortune shift from the Great Zhou to the southern barbarians.
The barbarian tribes, located near the South China Sea, are skilled in witchcraft and sorcery, and are the nemesis of the rising Great Zhou in Miao territory.
If the Great Zhou goes to war with the barbarians, neither side will gain an advantage!
Ideally, the invasion of the southern barbarians would force the emperor to personally lead the expedition, with the imperial advisor accompanying him for divination.
At that time, they can lend a hand to the barbarians and kill Yue Sijin and Xiang Linyuan.
"Hahahaha!" The clan leader laughed excitedly, his soul trembling with joy at the thought of Si Jin's fate.
Excellent! He finally seized the opportunity to make Yue Sijin pay for her crimes in blood!
… …
With their fortunes changing, the barbarian tribe received the help of heaven, earth, and humanity.
Yue Sizhu volunteered to be an envoy of the cat demon clan and went to stir up trouble.
This led to a swift war between the two countries.
The barbarian invasion of the border and the infectious diseases bred by poisonous insects suddenly deprived the troops stationed in southern Xinjiang of all their support.
Left with no other choice, Xiang Linyuan personally led the expedition.
Before leaving, Si Jin performed a divination for him.
fierce!
Extremely bad luck!
This journey will undoubtedly be fraught with peril, with only a slim chance of survival.
He stopped him and said he would go.
He will surely return in triumph within six months.
Xiang Linyuan agreed not to leave.
But after knocking him unconscious on the bed, she lightly kissed his tearful peach blossom eyes and turned to leave.
He is the emperor; if he doesn't personally lead the way in protecting the country, how can he unite the people's hearts?!
However, Xiang Linyuan did not know that after he left, Si Jin slowly opened her eyes.
He endured the pain in his back, got up, put on his undergarment, and sat down at the table.
He propped his head up with one hand, watching the doorway where Xiang Linyuan had disappeared.
His lonely figure revealed a hint of regret.
For a moment, she gave people the illusion of a lonely, resentful woman confined to her boudoir.
Little Yao rarely saw such an adult, so she tentatively crawled out of her sea of consciousness and scratched at his collar with her little paws:
"My lord, um... um... if you're truly heartbroken, then go to war with him..."
I've noticed that in many ancient Chinese novels, the husband and wife always seem to be in sync...
Why follow him? Are you courting death?
Si Jin suddenly laughed, all her melancholy aura vanishing.
He picked up his teacup, poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly:
He likes to court death, so let him do it.
Some people won't know the value of life until they've done something reckless!
I will grant his wish!
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