canary in cage

Cecil frowned, and his expression was not very good. After the person left, he lowered his head and opened the envelope in his hand.

The fact surprised Cecil a bit. Bonnard Irene was not in the palace, nor was he in a castle in the suburbs. The location was actually in an inconspicuous village.

Just when he was surprised, Hall opened the curtain and walked in, looked at Cecil's face, opened his mouth and asked, "Master, what happened just now?"

Cecil closed the envelope, stuffed it into his pocket, and opened his mouth calmly: "Isri is in the Queen's hands now."

Hearing the news, Hall was also a bit surprised, his eyes widened: "What does she want to do!"

Cecil exhaled, shook his head and said that he didn't know.

Hall pulled the stool away, and his already frowning brows were now even more furrowed: "That person told you just now? She is?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you." Cecil pushed the pistol behind him into the quilt.

"Okay..." Holder paused, but did not continue to ask: "Then what do we need to do now?"

"Help me recover as soon as possible." Cecil pinched his numb legs and opened his mouth to explain.

Hall loosened his clenched hands, and let out a mouthful of air forbearance.

"okay, I get it."

After Hall left, Cecil lay back on the bed, curling his legs sideways.

The scar on the wrist has turned into a raised fleshy scar, which is pink in color, twisted and coiled on the wrist, which looks a bit disgusting.

Cehir stretched out his hand and stroked it lightly, as if he was recalling all the things that happened before. After a while, Cehir flattened his hand and looked up at the ceiling.

Isri, it's really... thanks to you.

It took Cehir two full days just to recover his body. Due to the great discomfort caused by his legs and the inexplicable impatience, Cehir fell several times on the road.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Standing behind Cehir, Peddy couldn't bear to ask.

Cecil glanced behind him, raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, and his eyes became sharper: "Don't worry about it."

Peddy also glanced at his mouth. He suffered a lot from Cecil, so he couldn't help opening his mouth to say a few words.

"Why are you so irritable? Who can bear you? I think the person who sent you here ran away because he didn't want to see you."

There were basically not many people in the alley, and even if they were speaking in a low voice, they could still hear the general idea. In addition, Cehir's hearing was good. As soon as Peddy's words came out, Cehir's eyes darkened instantly.

Peidi was talking to himself, and in the next second, his neckline was lifted, and he was pushed against the wall.

"What did you say?" Cehir's tone was more agitated than usual, and the anger in his eyes increased a bit.

Peidi was taken aback by Cecil's sudden action, and his fair neck also turned slightly red due to the emotional change.

But Cecil was always younger than himself, and Peidi didn't want to be outdone, so he raised his hand and grabbed Cecil's wrist.

I don't know whether it was the irritation to the wound or too much force, the strength in Cehir's hand suddenly lost strength, and the expression on his face became ugly.

When Peidi was free, he strengthened his strength a little bit, grabbed Cehir's arm and threw him aside.

Cecil's feet were unsteady, and he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground with a bang.

A sharp pain came from behind him, and Cecil's face was bruised, and he sat on the ground in pain for a long time without getting up.

Brady realized that he had gone too far, but in the end he couldn't reach out to Lacehir.

After watching for a while, he turned around and left the place.

Cecil frowned, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, looked at the hand that was still trembling due to the pain, and his eyes were gloomy.

The next morning after finally getting through it, Sehir was already packed up and ready to go out before dawn.

Just as he was about to open the door, Hall's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Master, where are you going?"

These words instantly made Cehir's blood freeze in his body. After a second, Cehir slowly opened his mouth: "Go to the palace."

Hall stood behind him and didn't speak immediately, as if hesitating for something, his expression was not much better than Cecil's.

"Then, be careful young master, I'll wait for your return."

Cecil raised the corners of his lips and responded softly.

The village is not far from here, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk there. Sehir deliberately lowered his hat to cover his bright golden hair.

The other party seemed to have fully grasped Cehir's movements. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the village, a carriage stopped outside, and the man with eyes was standing beside the carriage.

"Duke, please." The man bowed and said.

Lifting the curtain, today Bonnard Yilin is wearing a long wine red dress, Chen's skin is fairer, and lip makeup is also applied on his pale lips, making him look a bit stronger.

"Thank you Duke for your help." Bonnar Yilin thanked with a smile.

Sehir made a good position and leaned himself in the corner: "I don't think I am very important in the eyes of the princess. This accident is the same to you if you have me or not. I just happened by the way. "

Bonnar Yilin looked Cehir up and down, and the corners of her lips curled into a beautiful arc: "As expected of someone I admire, when I become the throne, your splendor and wealth will be indispensable."

Cecil turned his head around, showing respect on his face: "Thank you... Your Majesty the Queen."

Bonnar Yilin was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "Kritis, I really like you more and more."

Cecil raised the corners of his lips pretendingly, and Bonnar Irene is the most uncontrollable factor. Although things are still uncertain, Bonnar Irene is better than the current queen when it comes to doing things. More than a few times.

So why Bonnard Yilin didn't take power directly, but hid behind her back. The reason is very simple. She just wanted to see how much the current queen, that is, her own sister, could control the situation.

For the current situation, it is the best choice to take refuge in Bonnar Yilin, and this accident will be 100% successful.

There was only one thing to worry about now, and that was Isri.

The carriage moved, and the atmosphere in the carriage also became stiff. Sehir, who had maintained a posture for a long time, couldn't bear it in his waist. He just wanted to move, but was stunned by the words of the person opposite.

Bonnar Yilin leaned against the car window, looked at Cehir with half-closed eyes, and spoke neither high nor low.

"You can rest assured that I will not pursue matters concerning you and your deacon."

Cecil swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at Bonar Yilin vigilantly, opened his mouth fearlessly and asked, "Since when did you start paying attention to me?"