Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 641 Born as a unicorn, how can I wash away this blood? (V)

The sky gradually changed from dark to cold blue, and the moon became brighter.

Even though I had put on a few more layers of clothes, the cold still quickly penetrated into my bones once it got dark. The layer of ice against my skin was cold and hard, and the occasional cold air that leaked in flowed through it.

Meng'er knew that this was not a problem that could be solved by wearing more clothes. She shouldn't be shivering with cold while working in the fields wrapped in new and thick cotton wool, because her body would warm up from the inside out. At most, she would get some frostbite on her hands, feet, and ears.

But she didn't have the strength to work that hard, and supporting her body would consume half of her strength. After working for a while, the heat just started to rise, and her body was already exhausted, so she had to sit on the ice and catch her breath. The sweat on her skin quickly cooled down, and her thin body was as thin as paper that would be blown through by the wind.

What's more, she couldn't even stand up and jump.

The body would definitely not be able to withstand such continuous sudden changes in temperature, but no matter what disease I get, it won’t matter as long as I don’t suddenly faint today.

Meng'er warmed her frozen hands in her arms, adjusted her sitting position, and stretched out her good leg. This posture made her look like a frog dragging a broken leg. Her body was frozen stiff, and she could no longer feel the pain from the past... His Highness should be at the table now. I wonder how he is talking.

Of course there is no hope, she thought.

Her Highness has been saying these past few nights that she was discussing ways to leave with Master Yong Ji, but she could actually see that Her Highness hadn't gotten any answer.

There was no way she would get any answers.

Because His Highness is the true blood heir, this is a huge matter.

Meng'er still remembers that scene, it is vivid in her memory.

It was the morning when His Highness went to take the test for unicorn blood. The sunlight outside the door made everything very bright. She stood in the dim hall, watching His Highness's back being drawn into the sunlight. It seemed as if she saw that everything was going to be fine. The Empress leaning on the bed whispered beside her: "God bless, Long'er, please don't get a real blood test..."

Meng'er was only eight years old at that time, but she already understood many things. She looked up in a daze and saw dry hair hanging down on the side of her face. She was thin, pale, amiable and weak. That was the last picture of Concubine Mei left in her memory.

It was a long time later that Meng'er gradually understood this prayer.

The Daming Palace was not beautiful at all. It was suffocatingly cold. The master and servant, who had grown up together, were like abandoned animals trying to keep each other warm in the ice and snow.

Perhaps they could have adapted to this place, just like His Highness the Ninth, finding their own place in the strict hierarchy and rules, enough for two people to live in. But Meng'er knew how close His Highness was to collapse the night her legs were broken and she was pushed back to Qingsi Palace covered in blood.

It has been impossible since then.

His Highness always told her that they would leave here together, and that there would always be a day when that would happen, and Meng'er liked to hear that. That usually happened when His Highness massaged her lower limbs, and then the two of them lay together, talking about what they were going to do when they got out, which was often the happiest moment of the day.

So, when Meng'er saw the flower, she really felt like she was in a dream, as if an immortal was shining the moonlight on her.

I heard that it was a ban from the Holy Qilin God, and without His permission, no Qilin son could leave the capital.

I heard that it is a forbidden area for the five surnames, and the true blood must not be spread to other surnames. That would be a major event that would affect the Tang Dynasty.

Prince Yongji couldn't take His Highness away with him...only she could do it.

Meng'er raised her head slightly, with a gleam in her eyes.

In her vision, the soft and beautiful flower never disappeared, growing from the corner of her eye and swaying in front of her eyes. Its petals were shaped like willow leaves and cicada wings, and the ribbons around its stems looked like a piece of light mist picked from the mountains.

Where in the world can there be such a beautiful flower? Unless it grows from a dream.

She wanted His Highness to think that she was doing naive and silly things every day, and she had no way to explain to Lord Pei that she was not dreaming and had made her brain stupid. In the palace, "Wei Qingju" was a very dangerous name. She knew that she was doing something very dangerous, so no one could be implicated.

But only this dream was not false, it appeared vividly before her eyes.

When she was most dead and desperate.

After Concubine Mei left, Qingsi Palace was dark. The prince was clearly still a child, but he seemed like a different person. In the past, he always clung to his sister Meng'er to talk about the new method he had figured out to activate the unicorn blood, and ran around in the yard with a sword, as tough as a little monkey. Later, he suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that he could not hear anyone talking for a year or two.

Meng'er later heard that Linzi was precocious and each of them was a child prodigy, especially after being stimulated by true blood... Her heart trembled when she heard it.

At that time, when she saw His Highness like this, she always dreamed at night that Concubine Mei took them to sit in the courtyard to bask in the sun. The woman's warm palm stroked the back of her head, and Her Highness kept laughing and making noises in front of her with her legs crossed. She said, "Meng'er, you are the elder sister. You must take good care of Long'er in the future. Long'er..."

Whenever she dreamed of this scene, she would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night and could no longer fall asleep.

She couldn't take good care of His Highness. The more she asked about the unicorn blood, the more desperate she felt. She didn't know anyone and couldn't practice.

So when she heard those legends about the late queen, she became obsessed and refused to let go.

Legend has it that the late queen was a kind person who saved people from suffering. Legend has it that the palace maids at that time could leave the Daming Palace as long as they told her. Legend has it that even after she left, she was still thinking about the palace maids, and anyone who had nowhere else to go could leave through the "fourteenth door" she left behind.

Legend has it... She couldn't bear to see the pain brought by the unicorn blood, so she left behind a secret method to wash away the unicorn blood.

Meng'er knew that this sounded like a lie to herself, but every night when she woke up from her bed and looked out the window, these legends scratched her chest like claws.

What if... what if?
She spent a long time investigating and inquiring, and also spent a long time secretly preparing. Finally, one night she decided to go to the abandoned Mingyue Palace to take a look. She had indeed considered a lot and prepared a lot. The only thing she didn't realize was that she was only fourteen years old.

Because she was caught for trespassing and was sent to the Ye Ting Prison, she was so scared that she burst into tears and fainted from the pain. When she woke up, it was dark again and she was sent back to the Qingsi Palace. Then she found that her left leg was gone.

It took her a long time to accept this fact, and she could not forget the crying and angry face of His Highness. He took care of her while getting angry at her all the time. No one lit the candles in Qingsi Palace at night during those days.

She was very afraid that His Highness would be angry, so she used the crutches secretly for the first time. She staggered out of the door, then fell in the yard. She couldn't stand up no matter how hard she tried. She was covered in mud and several wounds were bleeding. She broke down and cried.

She was afraid that His Highness would come back and see her like this. She couldn't accept that she could no longer walk normally. She didn't know why she was so stupid to believe such a vague legend and turn the situation into what it is now.

It was at that time. It was hard to tell exactly when, but tears blurred her vision. When she wiped it with her sleeve, this beautiful swaying flower grew in the corner of her eye. Then in the soft light it spread, she saw the handwritten words: "You seem to be the saddest little girl in the palace now, so Luoshen heard the call in your heart. Did something happen? Why don't you tell me about it."

Meng'er stood there in a daze for a long time without saying a word. After a while, two sentences emerged in her mind.

"I see. It's really pitiful. But it doesn't matter. You came here to look for legends about me. I think you heard about the 'Fourteenth Gate of Daming Palace'."

"Yes, the secret passage thing is real! When it appears, you can see it through this flower."

Meng'er watched in a daze and numbness as the handwriting slowly changed into the last sentence, as if it was a promise from heaven.

"Since you got the flowers, you can leave here."

Meng'er retracted her raised gaze, stared at the deep ice cave for a while, and then a hopeful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

My body was almost too cold to bear, but the tiredness finally subsided a little. The moon in the sky is very beautiful tonight.

Since then, she has been searching for a long time, and she gradually learned to smile, responding to everything with a smile, and even His Highness was surprised by her mood every day. It was because no matter what time, this fairy flower was swaying in her sight.

No one else can see, she thought in pain.

Meng'er adjusted his sitting position, raised the iron bar again, and chiseled it down with all his strength.

For three years, she still hadn't found the promised way. Sometimes she thought it was because the destiny had not yet arrived. She and His Highness had not grown up yet and could not bear the consequences of the drastic changes.

Sometimes she thought that the Queen was testing her sincerity, and that perhaps only at the most desperate moment would the door open to her, just like when she saw the flower. So she endured the fatigue and inconvenience and climbed the mountain again and again.

Then... it should be now.

As the chisel struck, ice chips flew and scraped across her swollen cheek, causing a sharp, cold pain. Meng'er's eyes became hot and tears flowed down her cheeks for no apparent reason.

She raised her sleeve to wipe it, then hit the ice again with the chisel.

Because there is no other chance, Your Majesty, as long as His Highness's unicorn blood is washed away, she and Master Yong Ji can get married... Only by washing His Highness's unicorn blood can she and Master Yong Ji get married.

So she will definitely be able to break the ice today, and there must be a door under the ice.

She chiseled hard again, her mind seemed frozen, only her body stretched and bent again and again, her cracked lips gently pursed, her eyes shining slightly, as if coated with a layer of water... until there was a sound of "splash".

She chiseled through the dark ice surface, and suddenly, a large amount of soft light came from nowhere as if it floated up from the bottom of the water. The girl's eyes looked down as if full of flowers bloomed, and her entire silly pupils were reflected blue.

The ice blocks of half a meter in radius sank, as if they had entered some unknown space. Only the rippling blue water remained, with a bright moon reflected on it.

Meng'er screamed like crazy, and jumped up without even noticing her limbs. She spun twice on the slippery ice, and even forgot her ability to swim, and pounced into it like she was falling.

Then she suddenly felt dizzy and found herself falling in, but now she was standing upright with the road right under her feet. She didn't feel any weightlessness, as if what had just happened was really a door that she could step through.

Meng'er had dreamed countless times of what she would see when she really entered that "secret passage", but no dream could compare to the present one. Such divinely beautiful flowers, which she thought would never exist again in the world, were everywhere here, one, two, five... more and more, extending forward.

A curtain of water seemed to be falling from the sky, the dark night sky was dotted with silver stars, and at the end of the road was a vermilion wall that seemed to have no end.

A closed door was set into the wall, facing her.

I have never imagined such a quiet and beautiful world.

Then she took a step forward in a daze, and a soft voice came from her side: "Congratulations, your wish has come true."

Meng'er turned her head, the tears of excitement on her face had not yet dried. At this moment, she was absolutely convinced that she was dreaming, because only in dreams could there be such illogical scenes, abruptly blending the image of a nightmare into a beautiful dream.

But not.

Yu Sicheng stood beside her, with a big gun on his back: "It's really difficult. I know that the queen will not let down a kind and poor child like you."

Meng'er's whole body was cold. She opened her mouth, but stopped again. After a long while, she looked at him and whispered, "You, you should get out. This is the place that the Queen gave me... You, you can't come in..."

"You do your thing, I do mine, and we have nothing to do with each other." Yu Sicheng looked ahead indifferently and quietly, lowered his head and pulled over a wheelchair carrying a person, "The secret passage you are looking for is already in front of you. You can leave Daming Palace by passing through it. Go ahead, I won't stop you."

"...I, I'm not here to look for the secret passage." Meng'er felt her throat was so tight that she couldn't speak. "I, I'm here to get the secret technique to wash away the unicorn blood... The Queen Mother left it here..."

"That's not what this Rosewood peach tree promised, you can't get it."

"I can get it. I, I am the one chosen by the Queen. I have been looking for a long time, and the Queen has already opened the door for me..."

"You are not. These two things are not the same thing." Yu Sicheng said calmly, and walked forward, "Leave, that is what she promised you."

"I am!" Meng'er said anxiously, chasing after him and grabbing his robe, "I, I have this kind of flower on my eyes, only I can see it! You, you don't know——"

"Are you an idiot?" Yu Sicheng stopped and glanced at her with a frown.

"..."

"I planted that flower for you." He reached out and pinched the corner of her eye, plucked the flower, threw it to the side of the road, and said indifferently, "It's invalid now."

"..."

(End of this chapter)