"Waaah!" September, who had been crying in Sasha's arms, was forced by a surge of spiritual energy to jump out of the net as it was pulled open, landing in the firebird's arms.

As if foreseeing her future predicament, September cried even louder.

"Firebird, release my child." The Magnificent Lord, lying on the ground, watched helplessly as his daughter was taken away. His heart was breaking, and he had nowhere to vent his pain. His glaring eyes were about to spit fire, but he had no choice but to lower his voice and beg Firebird for mercy.

"Please, let my child go!" Sasha cried out, her heart breaking. She shook her head, struggling desperately to break free of the net, but the more she struggled, the tighter the net tightened...

"It's useless." Firebird remained expressionless, his eyes flashing with a strange light whose purpose was unfathomable. But in the blink of an eye, the light vanished, replaced by a ruthless glint in his eyes, sharp as a blade. "Remember my words: futile resistance will only bring greater disaster..."

"King Ling, we beg you to uphold justice!" The palace was filled with cries of pleas. Several severely wounded ministers knelt before the main hall, weeping and pleading.

A layer of dark clouds hung overhead, as if proclaiming their sorrow.

Zhuoyue and Sasha, both dressed in tattered clothes, revealing their wounds, their eyes filled with red blood vessels, knelt forward like the others.

Inside the bedchamber, the queen, who was drowsy and had just woken from her dream, faintly heard a commotion.

She was lying on her side, pressing her hand to her forehead, and slowly opened her eyes.

Hearing the noise, the maid standing nearby quickly stepped forward...

"Help me up," the Queen frowned, shook her head, and asked her maid, "Why is it so noisy outside?"

“Reporting to Your Majesty, yes…” A maid bowed her head, hesitant to speak, seemingly somewhat uneasy.

"Don't stammer, report the truth." Seeing the maid with her head down, not daring to look at her, the Queen's eyes sharpened, and the maid was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground with a "thump!"

"It was several ministers who were protesting their innocence..." The maid lowered her head, trembling with fear, and had no choice but to report the whole story to the Queen.

"What?" Upon hearing this, the Queen's face changed instantly. She braced herself on the edge of the bed and tried to get off, but due to the excessive force, her blood rushed to her head and her body swayed.

"Queen, Queen..." The maids panicked and rushed forward to support and hug her, calling out to her from the bedside.

"Go, quickly, bring the king..." With her eyes closed, the queen leaned against a maid, panting heavily, and pointed to the door.

"The king just went to the backyard to prepare food for the queen..." A maid was about to say when the king had already gone to arrange food for the queen.

"Are you stupid? Since it's the Queen's request, how can we delay?" Another maid looked at the Queen and was about to turn and walk towards the back door.

However, upon turning his head, he was immediately terrified, his face turning pale. "Oh no, the Queen has fainted!"

"Baby, baby..." In a hazy dream, the Queen heard a familiar voice. She felt a warm hand gently stroking the tear stains on her face. Slowly, she opened her eyes and saw a familiar face.

Before she could speak, the queen burst into tears again, "You, you..."

"Why are you crying, my baby? Don't be sad. Did I do something wrong? If I did something wrong, I apologize to you."