The Metaphysical Little Beggar's Rebirth: I'm an Unlucky Star

Chapter 189 Why Can’t I Be Willful Once?

The Northern monarch is ambitious. If he is allowed to do whatever he wants, it will inevitably lead to the suffering of all people and the people's livelihood will be in vain.

Thinking of this, Dai Yan's eyes became more determined, as if burning with a flame that would never go out.

The next day, before dawn, war had already broken out in the Northern Kingdom's palace.

"Young Madam, King Jing has sent his troops."

"What's the situation?" Dai Yan asked calmly.

"There are constant conflicts among various forces within the Northern Kingdom, and the situation is extremely chaotic, but fortunately the people are under control and have not been harmed," Zuo Jue reported.

Dai Yan was delighted, this was exactly what she expected.

Civil unrest can weaken the strength of the Northern Kingdom and buy time for the Li Kingdom.

"Keep a close eye on the developments in the North Country and report to me at any time." Dai Yan ordered.

She turned and looked out the window, praying silently in her heart: I hope this war will end soon so that the people can live a peaceful life.

"Young Madam, something seems amiss. The Northern Kingdom's Emperor has been captured, yet the people haven't rioted at all."

Dai Yan frowned slightly when she heard this, and said after thinking for a moment.

"There must be something fishy going on. The Emperor was captured, yet the people are so peaceful. This shouldn't be the sentiment of the people, King Jing."

She turned to Zuo Jue and ordered, "Send someone to the Northern Kingdom's palace to investigate. I want to know what exactly happened in the Northern Kingdom's palace."

In less than half a day, the spy reported back.

"Young Madam, the Northern Kingdom is now controlled by a mysterious force. This force not only imprisoned the Emperor, but also suppressed the people's resistance."

Dai Yan's heart sank, realizing that things were far more complicated than she had imagined.

"Where does this mysterious power come from? Why does it want to interfere in the affairs of the Northern Kingdom?" Zuo Jue interrupted and asked.

"Demon...tribe?"

She suddenly thought of the general she met in the cave that day.

"The generals we met in the cave that day, were the people they wanted to capture demons?"

"To answer the young lady's question, that's right." Zuo Jue said, as if he had suddenly realized something. "Yes, it's the demon clan."

"It seems the situation in the Northland has become even more confusing."

Dai Yan muttered to herself, "Why did the demons imprison the Northern Emperor? What is their purpose?"

Dai Yan decided to go to the North Country in person to find out what was going on. At the same time, she was also worried that the demons would harm the country.

"Zuo Jue, send a message to General Ye to send more men to protect the border of Li Country to prevent the demons from attacking."

"Yes, young madam." Zuo Jue took the order and left.

Dai Yan thought to herself that this battle in the Northern Kingdom might not be as simple as she imagined, but for the safety of her country, she had no hesitation.

Dai Yan decided to go in person. She knew that the trip was full of dangers, but she had to go.

Dai Yan led a team of elites to sneak into the North Country.

Along the way, they were careful and avoided countless traps and patrolling soldiers.

Finally, they arrived at the palace of the Northern Kingdom.

There was a strange atmosphere in the palace that made people feel creepy.

Dai Yan signaled everyone to disperse and search for clues. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came, attracting her attention.

She followed the sound of the flute to a remote palace, pushed open the door, and saw a black figure standing with his hands behind his back, playing the flute.

Dai Yan looked at the other person warily, "Who are you?"

Before the black shadow could react, the voice reached Dai Yan's ears.

"Sister Yuchi."

"Swagger Princess."

Dai Yan saw Lu Zhaoxue running towards her, and when she turned around, the black shadow had disappeared.

"Sister Yuchi, why are you here?" Lu Zhaoxue looked at the elite soldiers behind Dai Yan, and then looked at Dai Yan.

Having guessed something, she stopped running and stopped approaching Dai Yan.

But it was at a distance, and the sound was neither loud nor soft.

"Sister Yuchi, please leave quickly. Prince Jing has already taken his anger out on many people because of Sister Xiaosheng's matter."

"If you meet my brother now, you will inevitably have a dispute."

"Sister Xiaosheng... treats me very well. I don't want anything to happen to you."

Dai Yan's heart sank. She didn't expect things to develop to this point.

A thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that Prince Jing not only wants the throne, but also has other intentions?

"Thank you, Xiao Zhaoxue. However, since I'm here, I must find out the truth."

Dai Yan turned her head and looked at Lu Zhaoxue with firm eyes.

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Lu Zhaoxue sighed and said, "Well, Sister Yuchi, be careful. I will find a way to calm Brother Wang down."

After saying that, she turned and left the palace.

Dai Yan and her men continued to explore deeper, but discovered that there were many things used to summon spirits hidden in the Northern Kingdom’s palace.

Every step you take feels like stepping into an unknown mystery.

And that mysterious black shadow always lingered in her heart.

"It seems that there are some things that only King Jing can answer."

"And it seems like something big is about to happen..."

Dai Yan frowned, having a bold guess in her mind, and she felt a little uneasy.

If what she thought was true, the consequences would be disastrous and everything would become a nightmare for everyone in the world.

Dai Yan made the most risky decision. She wanted to go see King Jing by herself.

"I'm going to the main hall, you guys stay here and guard."

"General Yuchi..." A young general who had followed Dai Yan for a long time wanted to stop her, but in the end he didn't say anything.

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Dai Yan came to the main hall. Because the civil unrest was basically stable, there were not many guards at the door, and the only two guards stopped her.

"Who are you?" A guard looked at him and could tell that he must be a close confidant of Prince Jing.

He probably felt that Dai Yan's image seemed familiar, so he didn't take Dai Yan down.

"I want to see King Jing." Dai Yan said.

"The prince is resting, no one is allowed to disturb him." The guard said in a firm tone.

Dai Yan frowned, "I have something about the Saint Girl that I need to tell King Jing in person."

The guards looked at each other, and sure enough, their words worked, as these two men had indeed heard of the princess's name.

He looked at Dai Yan's face again, and she really looked a bit like the princess.

One of them went in to report.

After a while, the man came out and said, "The prince wants to see you."

Dai Yan walked into the main hall, where things were scattered all over the floor, making it look a bit messy, like a scene after a war.

The person sitting on the dragon throne was no longer the monarch of the Northern Kingdom, but King Jing.

Dai Yan faced King Jing head-on without flinching.

"What are you doing here?" King Jing's voice was cold and a little tired.

"I have something to say about Xiaosheng's death." Dai Yan went straight to the point.

"The king already knows."

Prince Jing raised his head and looked at Dai Yan with empty and compassionate eyes, "I was a step too late and killed her."

Dai Yan looked directly into King Jing's eyes, "So what are you going to do now?"

"doing what?"

King Jing sneered, "You, a Li countryman, like to meddle in our Northern Kingdom's affairs?"

"I found something strange in the Northern Kingdom's palace..."

Dai Yan told her discovery truthfully.

King Jing's expression changed slightly after hearing this, but he quickly regained his composure.

"so what?"

"Is everything as I expected?" Dai Yan asked.

"You have colluded with the demons and attracted the dead souls. You want to use the Northern Kingdom's capital to intimidate all the dead souls. You want to turn the Northern Kingdom's capital into a demon city?"

King Jing was silent for a moment. "It has nothing to do with you. You are her sister. I won't make things difficult for you. Please go."

"Have you ever thought about what will happen to the other cities in the Northern Kingdom if the capital becomes the Demon City?"

"What will happen to the common people?" Dai Yan said, her hands clenched slightly and her voice became a little louder.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and King Jing slammed the handle of the dragon throne and stood up suddenly.

His face, which was originally as calm as a pool of stagnant water, was now distorted by anger.

"What do you know?"

King Jing stared at Dai Yan with his eyes wide open, his voice almost a roar.

"The stubborn illness left behind by generations of massacres in the North Country is like a cancer deeply rooted in the soil, and it has long been ingrained!"

At this point, King Jing couldn't help but sigh to the sky.

Such a graceful man, his attitude changed several times, making it difficult to understand.

"Don't I want to save the people?"

"Then why should I seize this throne?"

"Why exactly?"

He clenched his fists tightly, and the joints turned slightly white from excessive force.

"But now the situation has developed to this point!"

His eyes became a little bloodshot, his eye circles were a little moist, and he looked a little crazy.

"Why can't I be as carefree and willful as my royal brother for once and think about myself?"

"Why do I have to carry this incredibly heavy responsibility and struggle forward?"