Listening to Nezha's furious accusations, Li Jing closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh, his gaze filled with helplessness and bitterness.
"Nezha, my son, you do not understand your father's difficulties. You three brothers are now in Western Qi, safe and sound, but your mother is still trapped in Morning Song. If I surrender now, Di Xin will surely take out his anger on her. Her life would be lost in an instant!"
At those words, Nezha, Jin Zha, and Mu Zha all paled at once, their hearts shaken as disbelief filled their faces.
"Wasn't Mother in Chen Tang Pass? How did she end up trapped in Morning Song?" Nezha demanded urgently, his voice full of anxiety and confusion.
Li Jing slowly opened his eyes and revealed the secret he had kept buried in his heart, every word heavy.
When King Zhou of Shang had issued the decree summoning him to Morning Song, he had already sensed how perilous the journey would be.
Thus, he had arranged in advance for Lady Yin to leave Chen Tang Pass and escape disaster.
But Di Xin had long been wary of him. The moment Lady Yin left the borders of Chen Tang Pass, court spies secretly intercepted her and forcibly escorted her back to Morning Song, where she was placed under house arrest.
When he had arrived alone at the royal court, the first person he saw was Lady Yin, imprisoned as a hostage.
It was precisely because Di Xin held this final weakness over him that he had felt safe sending Li Jing out with the army to assist Wenzhong, certain that Li Jing would fear harming the hostage and would not dare harbor the slightest disloyalty.
After hearing the full story, Jin Zha, Mu Zha, and Nezha were all