It is a world of freedom for a young palace maid to get an amnesty and go out. But she has spent most of her life in the palace, as if her flesh and blood have grown together. This amnesty is like an old tree being uprooted.

If you are thrown into a strange place, it all depends on whether you live or die.

At this moment, I couldn't tell whether she was sad or happy. For an old person like her, sadness and joy are no longer easy to tell.

But I was still worried about her. She was the last person around the Queen Mother who had taken care of me like that. I said softly: "Where will you go after you leave the palace? I don't know many people, but there are people who share the same situation.

It’s good to take care of grandma.”

She smiled and patted the back of my hand gently: "You kid."

"..."

Her and I have different identities, so it was against the etiquette of the palace for her to say this, but at this moment I felt indescribable attachment and warmth. I looked at the corners of her eyes with some redness. After a long while, she slowly said

: "No wonder the Queen Mother loves you so much."

When the Queen Mother was mentioned, her eyes and mine became even redder.

After being silent for a long time, she seemed to want to make me less sad and said with a smile: "I haven't decided yet, I want to go out for a walk."

"...?"

I gave her a confused look.

She is not young anymore. An old lady of this age has no children. She should be looking for a cheap house in the countryside to buy and try to live a peaceful life. Why does she say she wants to go out for a walk?

Seeing my confused look, she thought for a moment and then whispered: "I plan to help the Queen Mother find someone."

"Looking for someone? Who?"

"The Iron Masked King."
Chapter completed!