The journey of the film and television world is endless [continued]

On the boundless grassland, a large and imposing team is winding forward. This team is like a long snake, slowly crossing this vast land.

At the front of the team, Daenerys rode on Rhaegal, sitting firmly on the dragon saddle carefully made by craftsmen. The dragon saddle shone with the luster of metal, which complemented Rhaegal's majestic body.

Seeing that Daenerys seemed reluctant to leave, Liu Yuan quickly comforted her, "Leave this to me, and go back to Meereen with peace of mind. As the Dragon Queen, you should not leave your people for too long. I will arrive with the Dothraki cavalry in half a month at most."

Daenerys nodded slightly, with trust and gratitude in her eyes. She gently held Liu Yuan's cheek and gave him a passionate kiss without hesitation. Then, she drove Rhaegal to fly high into the sky. After circling twice in the air, Rhaegal adjusted his direction and flew southwest.

Liu Yuan stayed where he was and continued to lead the Dothraki march. In fact, with reliable generals like Jorah and Daario, and the help of those khals who had served as khals to control the team, he didn't need to worry too much. Therefore, it was a wise decision to let Daenerys rush back to Meereen first.

Liu Yuan watched Lei Ge gradually go away until he disappeared into the distant horizon. He turned his head and said to Leviathan beside him with a firm gaze: "Go and look for him immediately. Drogon should be recovering in the nearby mountains. Find him and bring him back to me."

Leviathan tilted his head, as if he understood the meaning. He made a cawing sound, then flapped his huge wings and took off. After circling in the sky for a few times, his huge body found a direction and flew away.

As the bells of the Great Cathedral of King's Landing rang, the melodious sound resounded throughout the city. Citizens who heard the bells stopped their work and gathered towards Visenya Hill. Especially Silent Sister Street, both sides of the road were crowded with people who were willing to watch the excitement.

After more than half a month of imprisonment, Cersei could no longer bear it. She had to put down her proud attitude and kneel at the feet of the High Sparrow to beg for forgiveness. The High Sparrow was merciful and directly ordered her long hair to be cut off and asked her to embark on a journey of atonement.

Today was the day for Cersei to be paraded through the streets, and several septas escorted her to the steps outside the Great Sept. Cersei looked down at the dense crowd below, and although she had prepared herself mentally in advance, when she really faced this scene, the strong sense of humiliation in her heart made her body tremble slightly under her sackcloth.

The High Sparrow stood on the high steps, his voice as loud and firm as a bell, declaring: "Now, the sinner standing before you is Cersei from the Lannister family, and the biological mother of King Tommen. She has admitted the two serious crimes of deception and incest that she has committed. This sinner has sincerely repented and prayed for the Seven Gods to forgive her. At this moment, the sinner is willing to put aside all her self-esteem and disguise, and show her most original true appearance without reservation in front of the loyal believers of the whole city. Under the gaze of the world and the gods, she will embark on this difficult road of atonement naked."

After the words fell, the High Sparrow gently waved his arms behind him. Then two burly, muscular monks quickly stepped forward. They grabbed the rough linen on Cersei's body and pulled it to both sides with all their strength. With a crisp "squeak", the thin clothes were instantly torn in half and scattered on the ground like rags. Then, three more nuns walked slowly with copper bells in their hands. Every time they took seven steps forward, they would shake the bells in their hands and chant in unison: "Shame! Shame! Shame!"

Cersei was naked without any covering. She trembled and walked down the stairs with heavy steps into the bustling street. Fourteen warriors wearing star-patterned armor quickly stepped forward and surrounded her, forming a solid human wall. Behind them, a team of holy sword knights followed closely. Although the church's actions this time were a great insult to the royal family, they would never put Cersei in real danger. Because once the fanatical people took radical actions, these church armed forces would immediately suppress them and ensure that Cersei evacuated the scene safely.

At this time, the crowd's emotions were gradually stirred up and began to become restless. Some people could not help cursing. Of course, some people threw vegetable leaves and other debris, even excrement, at Cersei. However, if anyone dared to throw heavy objects such as stones, the star warriors would immediately block the attack with their shields and bodies. Then, they would swing their sticks mercilessly, and beat the opponent to a bloody pulp, regardless of whether they were men or women, old or young.

This approach has indeed played an effective deterrent role, making the people dare not take more extreme actions. The attitude of the church is very clear: you can insult and humiliate Cersei as much as you want, but you are absolutely not allowed to hurt her or really touch her.

Even so, the public humiliation was still like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting Cersei's body and mind, leaving her devastated. She felt that her body and mind were exhausted, as if she would collapse at any time. However, she still raised her head with difficulty and looked at the Red Castle that was so close. It was like an indestructible fortress, giving Cersei a glimmer of hope and comfort - as long as she returned there, she would be safe!

Even though she was covered in filth, her feet were worn and bleeding, and the pain was unbearable, she still gritted her teeth and persevered. The original road was much longer than she had imagined, full of endless hardships and torture.

Finally, she returned to the gate of the Red Castle. A large number of Lannister soldiers were stationed there, with solemn expressions and eyes fixed on the ground, as motionless as statues, seemingly oblivious to everything happening before their eyes.

The church's knights stopped at the bridgehead and did not move forward. Ahead was the king's territory, and they did not dare to cross it easily. Behind them was a large group of people who kept shouting and cursing at her with the most vicious words. The moment Cersei stepped onto the stone bridge, she could no longer suppress her inner grief, and tears rushed out like a flood.

She sobbed as she slowly walked into the castle. When the guards closed the gate, the heavy wooden door seemed to isolate all the noise and malice from the outside world, leaving Cersei with a moment of peace.