Chapter 649: Zhou Ji

Kunning Hall.

When Yin Qi arrived, both inside and outside were attendants and palace maids kneeling on the ground.

Inside the room, Princess Longji, Huang Feiyan, Shang Qingjun, and Feng Yanran had already arrived; they looked at Zhou Ji lying on the jade couch without a breath, all bowing their heads and sobbing.

"Great King, Sister has left!"

Seeing Yin Qi rush in, Huang Feiyan could no longer control herself, threw herself into Yin Qi's arms, and wailed.

Counting it up, she had been married for ten years, but she still had the innocent and naive personality of a young girl, because Yin Qi pampered her, and Zhou Ji also treated her like a younger sister, so she didn't have to worry about anything.

"Great King!"

Princess Longji, Shang Qingjun, and Feng Yanran had red eyes.

After Princess Longji's plea, Feng Yanran had gradually recovered; she also knew her father was asking for it, and being able to preserve one bloodline and save the females of the Feng clan was already the limit.

Otherwise, anything more would be challenging state law.

She was not someone who couldn't tell right from wrong, so naturally, she would no longer blame Yin Qi for being heartless.

It was just because of this matter that she was not as close to Yin Qi as before, and this would take time to soothe the scars.

Yin Qi nodded to the three women and patted Huang Feiyan's back before letting her go and walking toward the jade couch.

For the sake of realism, he had not even told Princess Longji about the substitute puppet.

He sat at the head of the bed, gently stroking Zhou Ji's face, his face full of sorrow.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "You all go out; I want to accompany Zhou Ji alone. Also, seal the news; without my order, no one is allowed to leak it."

"Great King!"

The expressions of Princess Longji and the four women changed.

"Go out!"

"Ah! Yes, Great King."

The four women also knew that the one most heartbroken present was probably Yin Qi.

Soon, Princess Longji and the four women, along with the palace maids and attendants, all exited the room and closed the door; Yin Qi then returned to normal and waved his hand to set up an isolation barrier.

"Wake up."

As Yin Qi's words fell, Zhou Ji opened her eyes, a look of shock flashing in her heart.

She sat up at the head of the bed, still lingering in fear, "Great King, this concubine felt like I had walked through the gates of hell earlier; fortunately, you gave this concubine a substitute puppet, otherwise this concubine would truly have been separated from you by heaven and man."

Zhou Ji said, opening her palm to reveal the substitute puppet broken into two pieces.

Her phoenix eyes were filled with anger, "Who exactly was it that used such vicious means to deal with this concubine? This concubine is only the Empress of Yin Shang; even if they cursed this concubine to death, what would it achieve?"

She was both angry and confused in her heart.

Yin Qi said gloomily, "Killing you can frame me."

Zhou Ji was stunned and hurriedly asked, "Great King, what do you mean by this? Why would they want to frame you?"

By now, Yin Qi did not need to hide it, saying, "Ever since the State Preceptor calculated that someone was going to harm you, I have been investigating secretly during this time, and finally, I found out."

"Who wants to harm this concubine?"

Zhou Ji's pupils narrowed; she suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Your father, Ji Chang!"

"My father..."

Zhou Ji's eyes widened, and she shook her head in disbelief, "My father, how could it be my father? Why would he want to harm this concubine, why would he want to frame you? This is impossible."

She could not believe it.

In her heart, her father had always been a broad-minded and benevolent person, and he had pampered her very much since she was a child.

She could not believe that such a father could harm her.

But the one saying this was Yin Qi, her husband, the embodiment of a perfect man, and he could not possibly lie to her.

So she was stunned.

Yin Qi sighed long and said, "It cannot be wrong; it is your father, Ji Chang. As for the reason, of course, it is to find an excuse to mobilize troops against Shang. Regarding the hatred between Shang and Zhou, I imagine you know something about it.

When my grandfather Wen Ding was on the throne, Yin Shang was gradually weakening, while your Xiqi was developing extremely fast.

To curb the development of your Xiqi, Wen Ding lured your grandfather Jili to Zhaoge in the name of rewarding him, and then killed him on trumped-up charges, planting the seeds of today's disaster.

The hatred of a father's murder—your father Ji Chang has always kept it in his heart, secretly working hard to take revenge.

The late Emperor saw your father Ji Chang's intentions, and for the sake of the world's stability, he married his sister to your father Ji Chang, hoping to ease the conflict between the two sides through this method.

But clearly, your father Ji Chang has never forgotten this hatred."

Speaking to this point, Yin Qi paused, looked at Zhou Ji who was already stunned, and continued, "Originally, with the development of my Great Shang's national strength, your father Ji Chang could only bury this hatred in his heart for the rest of his life.

But the bad thing was that your father Ji Chang obtained the support of the Exposition Sect.

All these years, your father Ji Chang has been sharpening his weapons, and even in the further West, he has conquered a vast territory of over twenty million miles.

He felt he had enough strength to avenge his father.

It was just that to mobilize troops against Shang, he needed a famous reason, otherwise, it would destroy his "Virtuous Marquis" persona.

But avenging his father was a somewhat distant excuse.

And he also accepted the marriage back then, so using this as a reason was somewhat inappropriate.

So, he could only set his sights on you."

Zhou Ji's face was pale, and tears like broken pearls kept sliding down her face.

Yin Qi's words were like a knife, stabbing fiercely into her heart, making her unable to breathe from the pain.

The image of her father in her heart.

Collapsed!

Not only collapsed, but it was at the cost of her, so cold and heartless.

However, Zhou Ji was not an ordinary woman after all; she only wept silently, and soon she came to her senses, wiping the tears from her face, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Great King, why does the Exposition Sect support Ji Chang?"

She hated Ji Chang, but she hated the Exposition Sect even more.

If it weren't for the Exposition Sect, her father wouldn't have had inappropriate thoughts, nor would he have used her as a sacrifice.

Having died once, she could be considered to have repaid Ji Chang's kindness.

From now on, the kindness was severed.

Facing the same encounter as Feng Yanran, Zhou Ji saw it more clearly and also clearly knew her own identity.

She was the Empress of Great Shang, not the daughter of Xiqi.

"This matter, I have to talk about the Investiture of the Gods..."

Next, Yin Qi explained the Investiture of the Gods, and also told her the reasons for the rebellions of Yuan Futong and the Fengyun Sect, as well as the mastermind behind the scenes, making Zhou Ji suddenly understand everything she hadn't understood before.

The Saints used the world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces to complete the Investiture of the Gods.

Yin Shang, Xiqi, Youzhou, and Qingzhou were all chess pieces on the board, manipulated by others.

After the shock, Zhou Ji hurriedly asked, "Great King, the Exposition Sect supports Ji Chang; are we not their match?"

Yin Qi said, "I have long known about the Investiture of the Gods; how could I not be prepared? You don't need to worry about the war between Shang and Zhou; I have my own plans. The news of your resurrection cannot be spread for the time being; I need to calculate against Ji Chang. These two days, I will accompany myself here and watch how Ji Chang performs next."

"Hmm!"

Zhou Ji nodded slowly.

She leaned on Yin Qi's shoulder, lost in thought.

Although she had already decided to sever ties with Ji Chang, many things were beyond one's control.

……

Xiqi.

The Xibo Marquis Mansion.

Ji Chang clicked on the video, which was exactly the content of Yin Qi rushing to Zhou Ji's bedroom and then telling everyone to go out.

"Dead! Really dead!"

Ji Chang muttered to himself, only feeling his heart blocked.

It was true that he wanted revenge.

But his care for Zhou Ji was also true.

Everything was fate. ===== CHAPTER 650 =====