It seems that the villain is targeting me.

PSS: And our poor little bird was finally put into the basement

PSSS: Oh, how pitiful, how pitiful

Chapter 122: Become My Own Little Bird [Please Refresh]

It is early winter again, the wind is cold and the chill penetrates into the bones.

Rumor spread in the palace that the emperor's old illness had suddenly relapsed and he was very ill. He needed a long period of rest and could not receive visitors.

Because before this, everyone saw Her Majesty Gwyneth searching for famous doctors across the country for her husband. While everyone admired Her Majesty's deep love, they also had the impression that "Butcher seemed to be in poor health."

So when most people heard the news, they were not too surprised.

Some people questioned the authenticity of this matter and repeatedly made requests to Her Majesty the Queen in the conference hall, hoping to visit her sick husband.

Most of the people who said this were Xiao Niao's former subordinates or half-officials promoted by her.

The reason these people asked was, on the one hand, that they were really worried about Butcher's safety, and on the other hand, they were also afraid that this sudden news would affect their own future - they were worried that Her Majesty the Queen was going to abandon Butcher and abolish the policies previously formulated by Butcher.

Gwyneth appeased the court officials. She promoted several half-officials who had been valued by Xiao Niao. After making slight adjustments to the details, she reorganized the fixed team of the Imperial Conference. When appointing officials, she only considered their talents and abilities, and did not pay attention to their background.

Apart from not appointing a prime minister, Gwen has basically inherited Xiaoniao's political philosophy. Infrastructure construction in education, agriculture and medical care is still being promoted and allocated according to the original plan.

When Xiao Niao was still the Prime Minister of the Empire, he personally provided financial support for orphans who had lost their parents in the war, and provided them with jobs and educational opportunities.

Gwyneth began to take over this matter shortly after she ascended the throne. After announcing the news that her husband was seriously ill, she directly drafted new laws, making the support of these children an obligation of the royal family and the country, and personally took care of the details.

After a series of measures, the only doubts in the ministers' minds basically disappeared, and even Butcher's former subordinates felt relieved and began to work peacefully for the Queen.

After a while, no one asked about the emperor's current condition anymore.

Gwyneth is still diligent in her work. The young queen has little interest in things like traveling and banquets, and is almost entirely focused on governing the country.

Only a few people know that no matter how busy or tiring the government affairs were, Gwyneth would take time out every day to go to the palace where her husband was resting and recuperating to take care of him, and she never stopped.

She rarely returned to her bedroom to spend the night.

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In a sense, Gwyneth didn't actually lie to the courtiers.

Xiao Niao was indeed seriously ill. She was caught by Gwen's men on her way to escape, and then she collapsed from a heart attack.

The Queen sent her back to the city as quickly as possible. Because of the timely treatment, her life was not in danger. However, after her heart condition stabilized, the bird developed a fever.

Xiao Niao is the type of person who rarely gets sick. Before being damaged by toxins, he rarely even catches a cold. However, this kind of person who rarely gets sick on a normal day will be particularly serious when he gets sick - long-term fatigue and stress accumulate, and then at a certain moment, it will be like a mountain.

Suddenly collapsed like a landslide.

The intermittent low-grade fever during the day made Xiao Niao drowsy all the time, and he was basically only awake for a few hours a day.

At night, the internal heat would flare up severely, and the antipyretics prescribed by the imperial physician had little effect. Gwyneth was worried about leaving the bird in the care of anyone, so she stayed by the bed all night long, frightened by the recurrence and changes of the disease.

Xiao Niao had a fever on and off for a whole week before her body got better. Her immune function was damaged, and since then, Xiao Niao has become easily tired.

And for Gwyneth, this was also the last straw that broke the camel's back.

She held the bird's hand and prayed through the most difficult night. Gwyneth called the bird's name over and over again, hoping to bring her back to consciousness, but she could only watch the rise and fall of her chest becoming weaker and weaker.

She felt cold, and the feeling of pain spread through her body like the darkness outside the window.

If Xiao Niao's condition had not miraculously stabilized in the end, Gwen herself didn't know what she would have done.

In short, this fundamentally changed Gwyneth's state of mind, and she finally decided to use that medicine on the bird.

It was raining outside. Winter rain is very torturous and bitingly cold. The sound of the rain came dimly to my ears through the glass, as if a person sinking to the bottom of the lake was listening to the noise above the lake.

Before Xiao Niao opened his eyes, he felt a cool touch on his forehead.

It was the back of her hand, someone was testing her temperature.

Xiao Niao had taken medicine last night and was still groggy. He didn't want to move much. A familiar voice came close to his ear and whispered, "How do you feel? Levi."

Of course, there was no answer. The voice waited for another two seconds, "Do you want to sit for a while?"

Xiao Niao shook his head.

A pair of hands reached under her armpits and gently picked up the little bird. The sound of the iron chain was clearly heard, pulling her right wrist.

At the beginning, even the wings were tied up. The chains that bound the wings were special and were fixed at the fragile roots of the wings. It was painful to pull them and it was easy to get hurt, but the bird never told Gwen about it.

She was very uncooperative when she was fed the medicine the first few times, and once she woke up, she would pull the chain violently, but this was always when Gwyneth was not around.

Later, Gwen found that the bird's wrist had been rubbed off, so she replaced the iron ring with soft leather and padded it with fur on the inside.

A few days later, Gwyneth found that her left wing had become completely weak and was always tightly closed and refused to open. Her Majesty the Queen called a doctor to check and found that there was a bone fracture at the root of the wing.

The wing restraints were eventually removed, but the bird had actually stopped struggling while Gwen was doing so. She became increasingly withdrawn, rarely speaking even when awake.

Gwyneth held Xiaoniao in her arms and combed her messy hair. Gwen smelled the scent of the bird after it had taken a bath, the scent of roses, which she had picked herself.

The soft and weak body was embedded in her arms. Hugging a bird always gave Gwyneth the illusion of hugging feathers, as if it would fly away from her fingers if she was not careful. She tightened her arms and hugged her until she could feel each other's heartbeats through her chest.

"...Sorry I'm back late today," Gwyneth murmured to herself. "There are always so many urgent matters to deal with every day. Sometimes I feel very nervous, but I can't show it... I can only rest peacefully when I'm with you."

Gwen said as she loosened her arms a little to hold Xiaoniao's wrist, now she only needed to use her index finger and thumb to circle Xiaoniao's wrist bone.

"You seem to have lost a little weight," Gwyneth rubbed the soft skin on the inside of her wrist. "Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

She was talking to herself, but the person in her arms suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at her. Gwyneth's expression froze for a moment, and even her breathing stopped.

"Cold." Xiao Niao muttered vaguely.

She looked listless, and her once bright eyes were like rough-polished glass balls, moving slowly in her eye sockets.

Gwyneth took a blanket and covered Xiaoniao with it, and the latter buried his head in her arms as if he was afraid of the cold, and closed his eyes again.

This was the first time in such a long time that the bird approached him on its own initiative.

Xiao Niao's skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the light blue veins on her neck could be seen. Her breathing was light, and her palms were hidden under the blanket, gently held by her own hands, with her wrist bones protruding.

Gwen tentatively inserted her fingers into the bird's hair, gently stroking the raven-feather-like black and soft hair, and the latter showed no resistance.

The drugs made her docile.

The little bird, no longer showing any emotion, was very well-behaved and quiet. It lay obediently in her arms and was not unhappy even when her hand was held. It did nothing but hugged each other and slept obediently.

Gwyneth's heart leaped with joy. This seemed to be okay, this seemed to be good. It was so tender that it made her feel dazed.

But this warm scene was eventually broken. It shattered like a mirage, telling Gwen that everything was just her own illusion.

"...Are you going to keep me locked up like this?" Xiao Niao lay in her arms, her voice ringing.

He went up very weakly, "When will you let me go?"

Gwyneth lowered her head, stared at Xiaoniao quietly for a while, then suddenly shook her head.

"Why are you leaving?" She avoided the first question. "Wouldn't it be better for you to stay with me?"

Gwyneth grabbed Xiao Niao's right hand and gently kissed the pulse on the inside of her wrist. She did not seem particularly angry or emotional. Her expression was the same as usual, even gentle.

But this tenderness at this moment feels so creepy.

Xiao Niao was silent for a while, not insisting on getting an answer to this question. She murmured again, "Where are my people?"

Gwyneth knew that Xiaoniao was referring to those people she had detained. The Red Moon Knight had received help from Xiaoniao's former subordinates to enter the capital, and Red Moon himself was now imprisoned - this was not difficult to guess, and Xiaoniao understood it after a little thought.

Of course, she also understood that now that the matter had been exposed, these people must have been arrested by the Queen's order.

"They are all fine. Lady Luna is also very well behaved. However, a few of them clashed with my knights during the capture and sustained some injuries. They have all been seen by a doctor."

Gwyneth had no intention of hiding the bird, but told it all truthfully.

Xiao Niao's expression softened slightly, and his tone became lighter, "Your Majesty, how do you want to deal with them?"

Gwen put Xiaoniao's palm against her cheek. She could clearly feel that the other party's body temperature was much lower than before. In the past, when Gwen held Xiaoniao in her arms, she always felt warm, but now she felt that the other party's body was a little cold to the touch.

"I haven't decided yet, Levi. I'm still thinking about it," she said softly.

Gwyneth rubbed Xiaoniao's palm slowly. The eyes she stared at Xiaoniao were the same as when she was seventeen, but the emotions contained in them were completely different.

Xiao Niao guessed the meaning of this look. Gwen was saying: It depends on you.

Her Majesty the Queen is in a dominant position and has the chips in her hand, so she is at ease, but the bird has no choice.

Xiao Niao thought that perhaps she should be happy. In just a few months, she already acted like a monarch. She knew how to win people's hearts and how to hold power in her own hands. This was a student that Xiao Niao had personally taught her, and she had grasped her vital point with just one move.

The shrike with sharp claws rested on the thorns, guarding the beautiful rose, but unknowingly its body was bound by the tangled vines and its wings were broken while struggling.

"...Well, then I'll obey your majesty's orders," Xiao Niao hummed softly, "I will also obey your majesty's orders."

Why don’t you call me by my name? Gwyneth tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, cupped Little Bird’s cheek and kissed her, I like to hear you call my name.

Gwyneth's kiss was gentle enough, and she was intentionally trying to make her feel comfortable, but Xiaoniao truly tasted despair for the first time under the gentle touch of her tongue. This tiny bit of despair spread along the veins of her heart and was diluted into the blood vessels throughout her body. Xiaoniao suddenly got the answer to that question.

She didn't want to let me go.

At this moment, Xiao Niao didn't actually feel particularly uncomfortable. The rain was still falling outside the window, and the sky gradually darkened. The whole world was filled with the only sound of rain. The grass and trees in the distance and the outer walls of the palace became wet, and only the firewood in the house was burning dryly.

Gwyneth stroked her little bird in a very soothing rhythm, while the latter closed his eyes and showed a patient expression, which Gwen took as a tacit consent.

She could clearly smell the hormones and it made Gwen get a little hot, she missed their intimate times, she had been holding it back for a long time.

Her fingers slowly sank into the skin on the side of her neck, suppressing her breathing and forcing Xiaoniao to raise her head. Even though the other party frowned fragilely and let out a small gasp, Gwyneth had no intention of stopping.

She was actually still angry - perhaps angry was not a simple word to describe the chaotic emotions in Gwen's heart. Gwyneth just felt very sad. Xiaoniao said that she would let her deal with it, but the sour feeling spreading from the depths of her heart did not ease at all.

Gwen used her skills on her hands, trying to hear more sounds, but Xiaoniao's teeth were clenched together, his hands were clutching the corners of her clothes, and the chain was pulled straight. They were so close that not even a piece of paper could be stuffed in, but she felt that this person was getting far away from her.

Gwyneth buried her cheek in the bird's neck. Besides the smell of shower gel, she could also smell a subtle herbal aroma.

Those precious herbs that only grow on cliffs can make people fall into a peaceful sleep, so the birds immersed in the fragrance of these herbs seem to become docile... This should not be a bad thing, right?

The black hair seemed to have grown longer. Gwen picked up a strand of it and kissed it devoutly.

Chapter 123: Why Not Let Her Forget It?

The system never thought that there would be such a day.

At the very beginning, it had no idea that it would still fail miserably even though its [mission had been completed].

When the world's will focused on Xiaoniao, Tongzi knew

Things are going terribly wrong.

However, it didn't even have time to make a sound to alert the bird, which was even worse than when the system got the time coordinates wrong in the beginning and the host had to wait for twenty years.

This time, all connections between the system and Xiao Niao were brutally cut off, and even the exchange function was completely blocked.

To make an analogy, this is like a warrior who starts as a soldier on the battlefield, constantly fighting and climbing up the ranks, and after experiencing a series of hardships such as running out of ammunition and food, being framed by colleagues, and life-and-death battles, he finally becomes a general commanding thousands of troops.

Even the rewards have come down, and he will soon return to the city in triumph.

Then he accidentally scratched his finger with a rusty piece of iron and died of tetanus.

This level of failure is not unprecedented in the entire system world, but it is definitely unprecedented. It is as rare as the small world of "two sons of luck". It is rare enough to be recorded in history and written into textbooks. It is destined to be dug out by the main controller and commented on as a classic case to be punished, and used to advise all newbies to learn from it.

What a shame! It's so shameful!

The system was anxious and annoyed, and it wanted to pick up that fool and scold him for five days and five nights: [I told you to go back early to avoid any more trouble! You just wouldn't listen! Now you're being tied up and playing prisoner play!]

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Brother Tongzi had warned her a long time ago - to be precise, not long after the bird met Gwen and was about to lend a helping hand.

Those words were still vivid in the system's memory: [If the Son of Luck intended this, then even after the mission was completed, the traverser would be unable to escape from this world.]

Tongzi said this purely unintentionally at the time. After all, this was a low-probability event among low-probability events. He mainly wanted to remind Xiaoniao to stay away from Charles, the unlucky guy. Even if he wanted to hit him, it would be better to use indirect means to avoid the backlash of his luck.

Who would have thought that its unintentional words would eventually come true!

Things have come to this point, and Brother Tongzi is basically at his wit's end. He can only wander around the bird every day and worry about it.

When Xiao Niao was taken away from the capital by the Red Moon Knight, she was the farthest away from the Son of Destiny. At that time, the system used its remaining energy to make a final attempt. It set an anchor point, ready to forcibly extract the bird's soul and teleport her back to the real world.

But at the last moment, Gwyneth arrived. She was too close to the bird. The existence of the Son of Fortune meant the attention of the world's will, which seriously affected the operation of the system. It was in a stalemate with the world's will for several days and finally failed.

At this point, the system's energy has basically reached the bottom, and the last chance to take the bird away from this world has been missed.

However, what makes Bengbu even more exciting is yet to come.

Here we need to mention a principle to protect the host's personal privacy and security.

Simply put, when certain content that cannot be broadcast, content involving the host's purely personal privacy, or the host falls into a deep sleep, his/her system will start autonomous shielding, which can be regarded as a very humane welfare policy of the master controller for the time traveler.

In short, ever since the bird was caught by Gwen, the system has found itself frequently blocked by black screens, blocked every day, blocked twenty-four hours a day - it even suspected at one point that there was something wrong with its detection module.

Then, the innocent and upright brother Tongzi reacted.