canary in cage

The atmosphere in the car obviously froze for a few seconds. Cehir was about to change the topic, but unexpectedly, Bonnar Yilin opened his mouth first.

Bonnar Yilin lowered her eyes and chuckled, and looked at Cecil: "Maybe it was a long time ago." She paused and continued: "I appreciate your stubborn spirit."

"The kind you mean?" Cecil opened his mouth tentatively again.

The light in Bonnard Yilin's eyes dimmed, her tone raised slightly, and her words were clearer than usual: "Do you really want me to explain bit by bit?"

Cecil grinned the corners of his lips in embarrassment, and replied, "No, thank you, Your Majesty."

Hearing the last two words, Bonnard Yilin finally pursed her lips and laughed: "You really are my type."

The carriage traveled quickly, and it was a bit of a torment in the carriage. For Cecil, this journey was like walking on the tip of a needle.

Bonnard Yilin glanced out the window, opened her mouth and said, "I will put you outside the palace later, and you can go in by yourself."

Cecil nodded, subconsciously touched the pistol behind him, paused for a second or two, and then took it out from his waist and put it on the seat.

"I think, if I don't need this thing, it's better to leave it to you." Cecil glanced at the pistol and opened his mouth calmly.

Bonnar Yilin didn't refuse either, and propped her face with one hand: "Then I hope you can live until I come."

Cecil took a breath and smiled: "I will."

Cecil was placed at the corner of the palace, and after watching the carriage go in, Cecil raised his legs and walked up.

The guards standing in front of the door have already been changed, and they are not the same group as the ones I saw before. Based on the time, the guards did not change so frequently.

Cecil raised a harmless face and leaned slightly: "Kritis has something to discuss."

The guards looked at each other and nodded, and opened their mouths: "The queen is waiting for you in the palace."

It seemed that they were all ready, and the end of Cecil's eyes was pulled back, the light in his eyes turned colder.

It still has that magnificent appearance, and the red carpet under its feet is still soft enough for people to sink into.

But on the road now, I no longer worry about whether there are people outside thinking that I will be stained with other gases.

In the palace, apart from the guards, there is only the high queen, and the empty space makes people feel chills in the back.

"Your Majesty, I have something to discuss with you." Cecil bent his body ninety degrees and opened his mouth.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Cecil straightened up and faced the tall man: "Your Majesty, you must be very clear about what I am here for. Did my deacon do anything to bully you?"

"You don't know his background yet, do you?" The queen showed a trace of doubt, her eyes full of complacency.

Cecil's eyes moved, and he replied, "I don't know."

"He's sick here." The queen raised her finger and tapped her head lightly: "He's a child of a mental illness."

Inexplicably, Cecil was very upset when he heard this sentence, and slightly twitched his brows and opened his mouth: "So what?"

"I'm concerned about you, Duke." The queen raised her lips and sounded aggrieved.

Cecil wiped the sweat from his hands, took a step forward, and opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, then this is also my own family business, and I don't need to trouble you to deal with a servant."

The queen didn't take this kind of thing at all, her eyes narrowed, and her voice was questioning: "You care so much about your servant's life?"

Suddenly, a trace of cold sweat broke out behind Cehir, and this matter of hers must not be noticed by the current queen.

"He is kind to me, of course I won't give up." Cehir opened his mouth, telling the truth.

The queen looked down at the people standing below, and in those eyes, she was not afraid of her majesty at all, as if she was born against herself.

"Heh..." The queen chuckled slightly: "It's not impossible to let go, but you should kneel down and beg me first."

Cecil looked at the queen, kneeling to the queen could be said to be majestic, and there was no problem with spreading the word, but now he was begging for mercy for a servant.

In this kind of society, once this kind of news is spread, it will be a disaster for oneself.

When the time comes, whether Bonnar Yilin is willing to deal with this for herself is another matter.

Cecil glanced around, and finally his eyes became firmer, and he took a step forward, bent and knelt under the right steps.

Kneeling on the marble, the knees that were not much flesh were hurting, Cehir lowered his head and frowned.

"Your Majesty, please, hand over that worthless servant to me." Cehir closed his eyes and opened his mouth word by word.

In the palace, no one spoke, and the small voice continued to amplify in the empty environment, as if it was repeating the humiliation that was suppressed from above.

The Queen didn't open her mouth to reply immediately. On the contrary, she kept looking up and down Cehir's figure, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

Time passed, and his legs couldn't stand it anymore. Cecir listened to the movement, Bonnar Yilin hadn't come yet, what the hell was he doing.

Cecil clenched his hands, and his breathing became rough.

Suddenly the person sitting on it suddenly reflected, with disdain and sarcasm in his voice.

"I remember that your father begged me to let you go in the same way back then, my dear people, Earl Kritis."

The sound seemed to be rushing from all directions, rushing into the ears, Cehir suddenly widened his eyes, raised his head, and looked at the queen's opening and closing mouth.

"What... what did you say?" Cecil's eyes were filled with tears immediately, and with just a few words, his throat was completely suppressed and he couldn't breathe.

The queen pretended to be surprised, admiring Cecil's expression, and said with a smile: "Didn't your deacon tell you? Then you are miserable enough."

isri?Cecil's eyes were wide open, but he still didn't let the tears flow out. He clenched his hands tightly, and his nails kept digging into his flesh.

"Back then, your father begged me not to kill you. I will never forget that scene."

The queen opened her mouth and said, her eyes fell on Cehir: "Now that I have gained enough benefits, it's time to completely eradicate the Kritis family!"

"Why?" Cecil asked with a stern voice, the screams that kept ringing in his ears became more and more obvious.

why?

The one who killed the entire family back then was the person in front of him, the person who pushed himself to the top.

"Why?" The Queen's eyes turned cold: "You dare to ask."

The queen laughed softly: "Who made you so greedy? The West Asia continent is mine! And I can only be in charge!"