It seems that the villain is targeting me.

"...Don't blame the doctors who treated me," Xiao Niao said slowly, "This is an incurable disease. I didn't want to..."

"enough!"

Gwyneth suddenly raised her voice and interrupted Xiaoniao forcibly.

"...Don't let your imagination run wild, Levi," Gwen said. "I will definitely heal you."

Xiaoniao closed his mouth silently, lowered his head and said no more.

Her Majesty the Queen tried hard to suppress the emotions rising and falling in her chest. She thought, I will definitely find a way. This was the only thought that remained in Gwen's mind. As for the other possibilities, she had not even thought about them. She will definitely find a way.

The two people did not continue to communicate. Gwyneth seemed angry and she rarely left first.

Xiao Niao sat alone quietly for a while, covering his eyes with his right hand. After a long time, he slowly sighed.

She stood up and walked out with a slightly unsteady step.

The guard waiting at the door saw the bird leave the room and quietly followed it.

Both guards wore helmets and armor with the emblem of the Order of the Rose. They were assigned by Gwyneth to protect her.

She was not very familiar with these two people. Xiaoniao never pointed out that Gwen had spies around her. When the two guards followed her, she just accepted it silently.

Xiao Niao walked silently in front and accidentally passed by a secluded corridor where no one passed.

At this moment, she suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind her, accompanied by the unique crisp sound of metal hitting the floor.

Xiao Niao was startled and turned his head subconsciously, then found that one of the two guards had fallen to the ground unconscious!

The other man hadn't even retracted his hand from hitting his colleague on the back of the neck.

Xiao Niao's scalp tingled when he saw that the metal armor on the back of the man's neck was dented - how much strength did it take to do that?

If the purpose is to assassinate me, is it necessary to send such a hero?

Are you disgusted by her small size and the fact that she can't be killed with a single blow?!

The bird took a step back cautiously, but the "assassin" opposite him did not do as he had expected. He drew his knife and pounced on him with a grin.

On the contrary, the man seemed to look at her carefully through the gap in his helmet, then raised his arm and slowly took off the helmet.

Xiao Niao's pupils suddenly widened.

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The armored knight in front of him raised his hand, and his hair, as red as fireworks, slanted down through the gap in his helmet.

Xiao Niao saw a face that was very familiar to her. Her throat tightened and she was speechless. She was too surprised to speak.

The Red Moon Knight took off her helmet, and her eyes, as clear as lake water, looked at her as she had done countless times before. Her clear green eyes blinked lightly, and she spoke slowly, rarely speaking a sentence so smoothly.

"My lord," said the Red Moon Knight, "I have come to see you."

Xiao Niao's eyebrows trembled. She looked down at the guard lying unconscious on the ground and felt like she was about to have a heart attack.

She didn't bother to ask why Hongyue suddenly appeared in the palace - she could probably guess the reason - nor did she have time to scold her.

Xiao Niao glanced around vigilantly. No one else appeared in the corridor yet, but no one could tell whether there were any secret sentries.

She said to Hongyue concisely, "There's an empty small room over there. Move him there first."

The Red Moon Knight nodded happily, put his helmet back on, and under the bird's command, he quickly dragged the unfortunate guard into the small room and hid him.

The two men cooperated well with a reasonable division of labor. One was responsible for spreading the word while the other was responsible for taking action. It was obvious at a glance that they had done a lot of illegal activities like this in the past.

The hardworking and simple Hongyue has chopped off at least thousands of people's necks. She has been trained for a long time and has become very proficient in her control of strength. She can easily make people sleep like a baby.

The poor guard was hit like that and probably wouldn't wake up until night.

The other party had suffered an unexpected disaster. Xiao Niao hid the person in the utility room with a guilty conscience. He turned his head and looked at the innocent-looking Red Moon Knight, and his expression naturally became fierce.

It was too easy to be discovered outside the corridor, so the two of them temporarily hid in the small room where miscellaneous items were stored.

Xiao Niao's eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and she looked at the Red Moon Knight seriously.

"Luna, do you know what you're doing? You've barged into the palace without permission and knocked out a royal knight in the process—even willfulness has its limits!"

But the Red Moon Knight was even more anxious than the bird. She said straight to the point, "Sir, follow me. Let's leave here now."

"Miss Bi'er wrote to me a few weeks ago. She said she had lost contact with you for a long time." Hongyue's speech became intermittent again. "Miss Bi'er said that you might be under house arrest by the Queen..."

Previously, Xiaoniao had been in contact with his adjutant, but after the Queen knew that Bi'er was the recipient of Xiaoniao's "will", the letter could no longer be delivered.

The several reply letters sent by the adjutant lady to the capital were also intercepted and withheld by Gwyneth. As she had not received a reply from Xiaoniao for a long time, Bi'er naturally became suspicious.

However, the adjutant did not expect that after hearing the news, Hongyue would abandon the territory she had just inherited and rush to the capital alone.

Xiao Niao was silent for a moment, but did not deny the claim of house arrest.

She acted calmly: "I will explain the matter of the guard to His Majesty, Luna, you go back now - while I can still protect you."

But the Red Moon Knight shook her head vigorously. She took a step forward and looked at the bird seriously.

"I'm taking you away," the Red Moon Knight said seriously, "I won't let them keep you captive. As long as I'm your knight, no one can do that."

Xiao Niao took a deep breath. Like many times before, she didn't know how to explain the complicated connection to Hongyue.

For example, the royal family cannot afford to have any more twists and turns; what the country needs now is stability.

For example, Xiaoniao didn't want to implicate those who were related to her, including Hongyue and Bier.

For example...she actually has nowhere else to go.

Xiao Niao had tried countless times, but she couldn't contact the system and didn't know how to get home. The reasons that had supported her for more than 20 years collapsed, and she just stood there in a daze on the ruins, at a loss.

The world covered her like a huge cage. With very little time left, the extremely tired little bird no longer wanted to do anything.

She stayed here simply waiting for an end.

Xiao Niao could actually come up with some plausible reasons to convince Hong Yue, but her heart was in turmoil at the moment. She tried to organize her words several times but couldn't get the words out.

"...You don't understand, Luna. Things are not as simple as you think." Xiao Niao paused, looking away from his knight, "Go back. This is my order."

Usually the conversation would end here. She gave the order, and Hongyue never disobeyed her orders.

But perhaps because of the change in his mood, Hongyue's silent and trustworthy image made Xiaoniao relax his guard, and naturally revealed the sadness in his heart.

Hongyue was very sensitive to such emotions. She lowered her eyes and clenched her hands silently.

Finally, the Red Moon Knight took a deep breath, as if

While suppressing the impulse in her heart, and as if making up her mind, she turned her body sideways to make way for the bird, as if she had already given in.

Seeing Hongyue's frail appearance, Xiaoniao felt a little uncomfortable.

She knew that if the Red Moon Knight stood before her like this, it would be equivalent to giving up everything he had: territory, title, honor and even the identity of a knight.

If he really succeeded in escaping with her, Hongyue would face the pursuit of the royal family for the rest of his life, and would have to hide his identity as long as he was within the territory of the empire - Xiaoniao would not accept such a huge price to be paid in exchange for his short freedom of only a year or two.

But the little bird was still happy that Hongyue came to find him.

She thought she would never see them again.

"...I'll take you to the front hall, and then you can pretend to change guards and sneak away," Xiao Niao whispered, "If you can sneak in on your own, I won't worry about you leaving the city. Don't be so reckless in the future..."

Gradually, the little bird felt that there was nothing left to say, so she slowly lowered her head, looking a little lonely.

Xiao Niao didn't see the look Hongyue gave her at that moment. She took a step forward and walked towards the front hall.

Everything happened in an instant. As soon as she took a step, Hongyue raised her hand silently and accurately cut the back of the bird's neck with one palm.

Hongyue estimated the strength just right. Xiao Niao didn't even feel much pain. His vision just went dark, and then he lost consciousness.

She did not fall to the ground. The Red Moon Knight reached out his hand in time and caught Xiao Niao silently.

The knight, who had always been sincere and honest, was troubled by the guilt brought by the deception, but she still decided to take Xiao Niao away from the palace according to her plan.

Hongyue vaguely realized through her intuition that staying here was not the bird's real wish.

Then, I'll just take her away.

Chapter 6500: Little Bird Has No Way to Explain [+]

When Gwyneth left, she was still feeling depressed, so much so that she very rarely left the bird in the room behind her, and returned to the meeting room alone, handling government affairs in a depressed mood.

She really felt sad.

Prior to this, Her Majesty the Queen had announced that anyone who could cure the Emperor's heart disease would be granted a title and a large sum of money. Such a high-ranking official and generous reward attracted doctors from all over the country, and those who responded to the call flocked to the palace in an endless stream.

She has received many famous doctors, and every time she met one, Gwyneth felt a little hope in her heart. But every time, after examining Xiao Niao's condition, those doctors would panic and claim that they were not skilled enough and could not save her.

The hope in her heart was ignited again and again, and was extinguished again and again. Gwen's heart seemed to be placed on the furnace and tortured. She was anxious, but she could only endure it and not show weakness in front of others.

The only thing that could comfort her was that Xiao Niao no longer resisted treatment. In the past, her Xiao Niao would not even tell her about those things, but just endured everything alone.

Gwyneth remembered what Xiaoniao had said to her just now.

She suddenly felt that Levi had been so submissive during this period just to reassure her.

Her Majesty the Queen was in a heavy mood, and the atmosphere around her was particularly depressing. Everyone below lowered their heads and looked at each other with concern. They just reported the progress of their work truthfully and did not dare to say a word more for fear of making the Emperor unhappy.

However, not long after, a guard officer walked into the conference room and reported to Gwyneth: Someone wants to see His Majesty.

The guard who delivered the message said, "That man is the Grand Secretary of Medicine whom Your Majesty had summoned earlier. He claims to have a method to cure the Emperor's husband, and so he specifically requested an audience with Your Majesty."

Gwyneth's eyebrows subconsciously frowned, and she felt that something was wrong - if this person had a way to save the situation, why didn't he say it when he was in the room just now?

But even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she would never give up. Gwyneth finally ordered the guard to bring the doctor here.

The other party was quickly brought in by the personal guards and the inner court ministers. The imperial guards at the door searched him and only let him in after confirming that he was not carrying any weapons.

Gwyneth put down her pen and looked the man's face up and down. She felt that she had no impression of this doctor. When they were in the room before, he just stood in the corner inconspicuously and did not offer any constructive suggestions.

A strange feeling lingered in her heart, making Her Majesty the Queen feel vaguely uneasy.

She thought for a moment and then asked, "You said you have a way to cure the Emperor's heart disease? What is it? Tell me."

The doctor swallowed his saliva, his expression a little fearful, but he finally mustered up the courage to step forward and bowed. "Your Majesty, the Emperor's heart disease is difficult to cure, but it is not completely hopeless. As long as, as long as a special medicine can be used..."

The hall fell into an eerie silence. Gwyneth, who was sitting on the throne, had a slightly changed expression. This line of speech was too much like what a liar would say, and she couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"What kind of medicine?" Gwyneth glanced at the doctor and asked in a deep voice.

"It is volcanic snow," the doctor said. "It is as white as fresh snow.

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It grows on the edge of cliffs and is one of the ingredients for making poppy milk. [I made this up.]

The doctor's tone grew excited. "I stumbled upon this recipe in an ancient book—if you collect the volcanic snow separately and simmer it carefully using a special technique to make a medicinal decoction, it can significantly slow the progression of the disease!" [Please note that this is a fabrication.]

"And this applies to any disease!" the doctor shouted.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find how ridiculous it is to have a medicine that can cure all diseases.

What the doctor said was so ridiculous that anyone could tell there was something wrong: either there was something fishy about the medicine, or there were some huge side effects.

But Gwyneth was wavering uncontrollably.

For so long, almost all doctors gave her the same answer:

It is very difficult to cure and there is no way to recover. His Royal Highness is half human and there has never been a similar case. They vaguely concluded that if he takes good care of himself, he may have another year or two to recover.

Now that a different answer had finally appeared, Gwyneth was overjoyed and quickly asked, "So, how long can this medicine prolong life?"

"Theoretically, if you can take the medicine once every three days, you can maintain it forever," the other party said without being too firm. "But Your Highness has a special physique after all, so the effect may be a little shorter..."

Gwen understood: the bird's original lifespan was no more than twenty years. This medicine could only stabilize its heart condition and prevent it from getting worse, but it could not fundamentally extend its lifespan.

It's already very good, much better than the result she expected. It's enough to maintain the status quo. She will treat her well and cherish this person wholeheartedly for the rest of her life.

Gwyneth was almost crying with joy. She couldn't help but hold on to the armrests of the throne, trying her best to stop her arms from shaking.

But when the doctor below saw Her Majesty's reaction, a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, the doctor half-knelt down, maintaining the most respectful and humble etiquette, and did not dare to look up in fear.

He said, "Your Majesty, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"

Gwen's heart skipped a beat. The ominous premonition that lingered in her heart seemed to be coming true. She stared at the doctor at the bottom of the stairs, not knowing what he would say.

However, the man knelt there for a long time without being able to explain anything, and he looked timid, as if he was afraid that the Queen would drag him out and chop him into pieces.

Gwyneth was so anxious that she wanted to kill someone, but she held back. "Please stand up, Your Excellency, there's no need to be so nervous. Tell me the truth about what happened, and I won't blame you."

She thought of the first possibility, "Is that kind of medicinal herb difficult to find?"

This wasn't a difficult question to answer. The doctor finally dared to speak: "Yes, yes, volcanic snow is extremely difficult to harvest and cannot be cultivated. Only the most experienced herbalists can find it..."