The villain queen is eavesdropping on my inner thoughts and she won't let me lie down?

Hurt is always caused by comparison.

On weekdays, there is no obvious feeling, everyone just keeps reading, but in this New Year when happiness spreads to the vast majority of people in the empire, Shana, who is alone, feels even more lonely.

The whole world is happy, but my sorrows and joys are not connected with theirs.

It was okay during the day, but as the sky gradually darkened, the small shops on the street closed early, and pedestrians went home early in the wind and snow. The most hardworking magician in the library also put down his books and indulged himself for half a day.

Even if someone forgets the time, there will be relatives, friends, and teachers to remind him.

Just like when school is over, the blizzard is so low that the sky is about to touch the top of the head, and all the students in the school are being paced by their parents, but she is still alone and unclaimed.

I told myself countless times in my heart that I don’t care about this loneliness, and the proud little angel can live well alone.

But in the entire reading room, only her shadow was entangled with the table, which kept reminding her that the world was so big, and she was the only single dog...

The automatic puppet responsible for the sanitation of the entire venue patrolled as usual. When passing by Shana, it stopped for a moment strangely.

Then the puppet opened the hatch on its chest, grabbed a large plush bear doll, placed it opposite Shana, and continued to clean slowly.

Shana: "..."

Even the puppet felt sorry for me, and asked a doll to heal my loneliness?

Ah!

She made a sound like a wounded lone wolf!

It was all because of that stupid Roger, who didn't even know how to receive the little angel and made a mess of the situation...

The book in her hand had not been turned for a long time.

It turned out that this was the feeling of loneliness, and it turned out that she longed for friends.

As an angel, she didn't need friends, and devoting everything to God was the meaning of her existence.

As a princess of a fallen country, she didn't need friends either. The mission on her shoulders had made her unable to breathe, and everyone around her was a bargaining chip that could be sacrificed.

But now, as a free projection, seeing this prosperous world, the mortals walking in the world can also be lively and relaxed. No matter how unwilling she is to admit it, she is still envious.

Shana closed the book in her hand, pushed it in front of the plush bear, and walked out of the library with her head held high.

Read NM's book. Even if you walk outside until dawn tonight, you don't want to be laughed at by the puppets here!

At this time, Shana was wearing a light yellow windbreaker and a black and red plaid scarf. She looked no different from the young and fashionable girls in the Mystery City.

She was beautiful, and her pouting mouth when she was angry made her look quite lovable.

She was not a peerless strongman, but just a stubborn girl who was angry with her family.

Walking out of the library slowly, she stretched out her hand, and snowflakes fell on her palms, absorbing the heat from her palms and melting into crystal water droplets. When the wind blew, she felt particularly cold.

Hateful weather, hateful city!

The usually bustling commercial district was so quiet and desolate that it made people feel as if they were abandoned by the world. The falling snow covered the traces of other people's footsteps, and looking back at their own footprints, they continued to extend...

"Meow——"

The faint cry attracted Shana's keen senses.

She walked slowly towards the sound and saw that the trash can covered a broken wall hole, forming an extremely simple and leaky nest.

The scene in the nest looked particularly miserable on this peaceful and joyful night:

A spotted female cat had her hind legs and abdomen bitten off by some beast, but she still relied on her perseverance to return to the nest. Several kittens who were not yet a month old surrounded their mother, trying to get the last warmth and milk from her.

But it was a fatal injury after all.

The mother cat's body was already cold and stiff, and most of the kittens died of hunger and cold. Only the last kitten with black fur was still trembling.

It was very cold and hungry, biting the mother cat's shriveled milk point in an attempt to make a final effort, and meowed anxiously because it got nothing.

"You are lonely too, aren't you?"

Xana squatted down, stretched out her hand to pick up the black kitten, and then put it in her arms, warming it with her body temperature.

She raised her head and looked at the buildings in front of her. On a sumptuous table, the cream soup suddenly lost a shallow layer.

The white liquid appeared in Shana's palm, and was quickly blown by the cold wind to close to body temperature.

The black kitten was attracted by the smell of food and poked its head out, looking at her palm expectantly, but did not dare to move forward.

"Eat it, eat it, even if you can't digest it, I can also heal it!" Shana encouraged her, but in fact she was not sure what this new fragile life should eat without the mother's milk.

The black kitten raised her head and looked at the two-legged beast in doubt, always feeling that she was a little unreliable.

But she still couldn't resist the temptation of food, tentatively licked a mouthful of the thick soup in front of her face, and then couldn't stop, licking it clean out of thirst.

A gust of wind blew, pushing down the snow that covered the bodies of the mother cat and the kittens, and Shana walked away with the black kitten.

The black kitten clung to her for warmth, but did not dare to trust her completely. It instinctively trembled with fear of the unfamiliar environment and people.

This made Shana feel a little itchy, and she could also feel its heartbeat, which was much faster and stronger because of the food supplement.

It also made her feel less lonely.

It was still so small, relying on herself and couldn't leave herself. Without her, it would definitely not be able to survive in this world, right?

So before it grows up, she must live well and don't get into trouble!

Shana suddenly found a fulcrum for the rest of his life from another life.

Even a cat can be your friend, right?

One person and one cat walked further and further away, and soon left this alley.

The body of the female cat in the snow flickered a few times and turned into a handsome boy wearing a small skirt.

The corpses of the kittens turned into light spots and merged into his body. Thinking back to the warm scene just now, he couldn't help but smile: "It seems that Ah Fu was helped, but in fact Ah Fu healed the hearts of others~"

Suddenly, Shana's whisper came from the wind:

"Looking at you, you are all black and don't have a hair on your body. Then you will be called Xiaobai from now on, right?"

"Meow?" The black kitten raised its head in confusion, instinctively feeling that this shit scraper might be really unreliable.

Ah Fu's expression changed slightly after hearing this.

If you don’t know how to choose a name, you don’t have to. Do you have the residual poison of His Highness Xia Di on you?

…

…

Xinghan Palace, side hall.

The dance party belonging to the real rulers of this empire is continuing, and there are many of them, like Dio, civilian officials who entered the imperial political arena only when conditions were ripe.

However, there are only a few hundred people involved in various fields such as the empire's internal affairs, military affairs, scientific research, etc. They are all ministers trained by Queen Yongye.

What is quite interesting is that the members of parliament, who are regarded by the imperial people as checks and balances on the imperial power, are not a rigid indicator of attendance at this ball.

From a side perspective, the Imperial Parliament does not have the power that outsiders imagine. This is the antonym of constitutional monarchy - putting a democratic coat on the centralized power, showing off, and using propaganda to make people in surrounding areas believe that the Ivy League Empire is progressive.

If changing the name is not too troublesome, even the name Empire can be changed.

Anyway, it's just a propaganda slogan. As long as she is still in power, Queen Yongye said that we can delay becoming king.

This gathering also became an exchange meeting for young talents in the empire.

Many of these young men in the empire are not yet the top leaders in military and political affairs, but over time, being appreciated by the Queen of Evernight is a fast track to rising in this country.

If you become familiar with such colleagues and make friends, it will be easier to do things in the future.

However, even the most arrogant genius, on today's occasion, restrained his posture and kept a low profile.

No matter how talented you are, can you compare to Duke Roger?

He had killed a Wolf Mie who had gone back and forth within the territory of the Ivy Empire.

Compared with his peers, even the young officials who are admired and deliberately trained by the Queen of Evernight are still in the stage of enriching their wings, gaining experience in their own positions and practicing their abilities.

In the past, Roger was put into the cabinet because of the catfish effect and to stimulate some lazy subordinates to cheer up.

As a result, in less than a year, this catfish grew into a shark, built the empire's intelligence system, and stared at all officials, which was quite a deterrent.

But the atmosphere is still quite relaxed. After the nobles are eliminated from the ruling class, the atmosphere of the empire is more pragmatic, with a lot less red tape. Everyone's interactions do not value titles, but ability and character are more important.

If the empire continues, one day the world will no longer value blood and origin, and mastering knowledge will be the only criterion for measuring progress.

Roger also met a lot of new faces and learned about the direct lineage of the Queen of Evernight that was quietly developing.

Of course, when it comes to family background, there are actually more nobles. There are many second sons of small families and poor side branches. Originally, according to the custom of the empire, unless they achieved military merit, they would never be excluded from the political center in their lives.

Fortunately, the Queen of Evernight has now established an official assessment similar to the civil service examination of later generations, and a group of administrative officials with higher educational levels and more flexible minds have been selected.

Although commoners and nobles were not restricted to participate, the nobles still took advantage of this selection due to literacy issues.

However, because the base of civilians was high enough and there were many magic apprentices with average talent, they chose to serve as administrative officials after discovering that they could not go far in practicing magic.

In one autumn and half winter, four months, these officials quickly adapted to their roles, and most of them did a good job in their posts.

To a certain extent, it is also because the level of governance in this era is so poor.

Replace those confused nobles with officials who have brains and less selfish motives. Compared with the past, they can achieve great results.

The empire at this time meant clearing up wasteland for officials. The newly divided provinces and prefectures and counties system required a large number of officials to be supplemented. Opportunities to make contributions were everywhere.

Officials should be careful not to be too greedy for merit and leave room for improvement next year and the year after.

When Dark Night Guard conducted spot checks on performance, they found many such cases: Although they had obviously increased production by 200%, many people only reported 150%, fearing that the assessment indicators assigned next year would be numbers they could not complete, or This good year was short-lived.

Roger was noncommittal about this conservative phenomenon and did not pursue it.

Just wait for next year as the empire's technology continues to be updated, giving these officials confidence with faster growth numbers.

When the people's enthusiasm for production is released, and the productivity continues to upgrade technologically, it will inevitably bring about a development speed that subverts the inertia of thinking of the imperial people.

Looking at his colleagues who came up to clink glasses today, he did not mention these wonderful things in the future. He smiled and chatted and boasted as if they were all familiar, and at the same time encouraged them to continue to shine.

Roger has a youthful face, but his actual age is definitely that of a junior here.

I understand all the "young talents" in the officialdom, and all young people under the age of forty are promising.

So meeting Roger, a true young man, with a mature face encouraging him to behave well as his uncle, this scene is very inconsistent.

But with his position as the head of the East Factory and the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Personnel placed here, few officials dared to speak back, let alone such auspicious words full of encouragement.

It's not against harmony, not at all. After all, the Queen is only in her twenties, and everyone is used to this kind of world that belongs to young people (no sadness or joy)

"Relying on a small person and selling one's old age" can only be praised by the youth of our empire's officials. The future is promising and the team is getting younger, right?

Just when Roger was at the center of the crowd and being fawned over by various officials, a pair of resentful eyes were always chasing her.

The air pressure around Margaret was very low again, so low that the military men were eager to try.

If it weren't for the Chinese New Year, I would really want to hear Mr. Zuo Xiang's crisp and angry words, which will ensure that the whole body feels comfortable!

However, considering that Queen Yongye was still present, receiving blessings and debriefings from the real frontier officials, and stimulating the little devil to make some inappropriate remarks, she would be held accountable afterwards.

So Margaret once again put herself into a helpless mode in this imperial officialdom, drinking in silence and looking at the excitement on Roger's side, feeling quite unhappy.

These fools don’t know that this guy is the most ruthless person. No matter how good the relationship is, he will not give you any chance if things go wrong...

Instead of wasting time on this kind of social interaction, you should think about how to do your job well!

The most important thing is that you are all gathered around, blocking my aunt's way!

Yes, Margaret also wanted to say hello and ask how Dior was doing.

After Roger's real body was stationed in Aodu, Dio found an excuse and temporarily went offline.

Anyway, as the Minister of History, he cooperates with the Queen of Evernight to vote for people at the cabinet meeting. He has no actual responsibilities, and his invisibility will not have any impact on the situation of the empire.

But the impact on Margaret was greater.

This was her only friend, and although she sent postcards from time to time to say that everything was okay, it made the little ceiling fan feel even more uncomfortable.

Some people always feel cherished after losing something.

Obviously he was determined to accept Dio's peculiar orientation, but after breaking up his relationship with Roger that day, Dio never appeared in front of him again.

Is it a coincidence, or is he avoiding her on purpose?

Without such an important person in her life, Margaret would inevitably have blind thoughts.

What she couldn't accept was that Dior disappeared until the New Year and did not appear for four months.

Her longing did not decrease, but became more intense.

Seeing how comfortable Roger is, he must have always been in contact with Dior, right?

So, why don't you go forward and inquire about Dio's current situation with the blue-haired Madonna's brother?

"Anyway, he is also the person Dior likes...I said I would accept it and bless them."

The little ceiling fan took a deep breath, hiding all his grievances and discomforts, and walked towards Roger with a sweet smile.