In fact, after hearing the Queen's words, King Ling seemed to have some realization, but for the moment, he didn't believe his subjects would dare to do anything under his guise.
Knowing his wife's character well, and feeling guilty, the king followed closely behind the queen.
On the flat ground before them lay several wounded, exhausted, and desperate officials, accompanied by their families. They knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly towards the entrance of the sleeping quarters.
"I'm so sorry, everyone," the Queen stepped forward, releasing her grip on the wall, her face deathly pale. "Where is Firebird? Quickly, bring him to me."
“Your Majesty,” Wenlong rushed over, bowing at a ninety-degree angle and stretching his arms forward, looking extremely respectful, “the Firebird has disappeared. I’ve been looking for him for a long time, but for some reason, I can’t find him no matter how hard I look.”
"What's going on?" Upon hearing this, the king, who had rushed over, shouted angrily at Wen Long, "General, wasn't this what I ordered you to do? Where are those children? Why didn't you bring them to the palace? Did you even listen to what I said?"
"Thump!" Upon hearing the king's words, Wenlong was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly. "Your Majesty, I am innocent! I instructed Firebird to bring the child here first, and everything would be dealt with after Your Majesty's decision. But this morning, I went to look for her several times, but I couldn't find any trace of her. I don't know what happened. Now I have angered the Queen. If this also affects the pregnancy, I deserve to die!"
"Whoosh!" Before anyone knew it, Wen Long pulled a dagger from his sleeve. With a flick of his fingers, a cold glint flashed at the tip of the blade, which was then pointed at himself. "Your subject deserves to die a thousand deaths, and is willing to atone for my sins with my death."
Just as Wen Long was filled with remorse and was about to stab himself, a rope of light swung from the Spirit King's palm, ensnaring the dagger in his hand. With a "whoosh!" sound, white light wrapped around the dagger, and the dagger disappeared.
“What crime have you committed? Don’t be so quick to talk about death. This is not your fault. You were just following my orders and did not overstep your bounds. It is that firebird that is probably harboring evil intentions and has done something outrageous.” The old King Ling frowned and quickly stepped forward to help Wen Long up.
"King Ling, you are wise," Wen Long choked up and bowed his head, seemingly moved to tears, repeatedly kowtowing to thank King Ling for his forgiveness.
"Please, Spirit King, investigate thoroughly." At this moment, Zhuoyue and the others once again prostrated themselves on the ground, their throats hoarse, pleading with the Spirit King, "You must capture the Firebird and find our daughter."
"Very well! My beloved ministers have suffered. It is my fault for trusting such a treacherous person." King Ling nodded, turned around, and reached out to help the Queen. "Your Majesty, do not be anxious. I have already made up my mind about this matter. It seems that I handled it poorly. Your Majesty, please return to your quarters. Leave the matter to me. I will give my ministers an explanation..."
“My king, remember, it is what you should do to cherish your subjects,” the queen said, holding the king’s arm and looking up at her husband. Only when she was sure that the light in his eyes was different from before did she slowly loosen her grip.
“Baby, this time, I fully understand your good intentions. Sometimes I don’t kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren dies because of me,” King Ling nodded, his eyes reddening. Then he looked up and shouted to the maid beside him, “Quickly take Empress Wang Hao away and serve her well. If there are any problems, you will be held responsible.”
"Yes." Upon hearing the order, several maids who were waiting nearby hurried over with light, quick steps...
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