Queen and Her Duke

The cold moonlight cast a sharp light on the guards in front of the hall, and the luxurious skirts were hidden in the shadow behind the stone pillars, and they walked up the stone steps calmly.

"Crack," is the tiny scraping sound of the long knife being unsheathed.

"Your Majesty, the second appraisal is still fruitless. The most outstanding blacksmith in Golan can't tell what material this weird knife is made of. We only know that the flexibility, hardness and strength of this knife are much higher than other cold weapons,"

The cold wind blows Visia's blond hair, drawing a cool arc in the night.

Yaz looked at the pensive Visia, hesitated for a few moments before continuing, "I went to check, Livora's long gun was almost cut in half by this knife, but the blade of this knife is completely intact. damage,"

Reaching out to take the knife in Yaz's hand, Visia cast her gaze into the blackness of the sky in the distance, just like her mood at this time.

Walking silently through the corridor and through the courtyard, Visia looked at the closed door, then suddenly stopped and said, "Mrs. Yaz, you go back to the White House first,"

The footsteps behind her gradually faded away, Visia clenched the knife in her hand, and pushed open the door.

The lamps were on, but there was no one there.

Visia walked in slowly, her eyes swept over the empty table and the clean and tidy bed.

After standing there for a while, she suddenly approached the bed, slowly sat down on the side of the bed, and lightly brushed the soft pillow.

Then he got up and closed the door and left, walking towards the River Thame outside the castle.

As expected, in the shallow firelight, the voice of light and laughing gradually became clear.

Wen Lin was being wrapped in a soft blanket, revealing the fluffy top of her head. Bessie and Namanel seemed to be following her command, roasting some invisible food on the bonfire.

They seemed to be having a good time talking.

"So those stories about the adventures in the East in the tavern are all true?"

"Beautiful ladies, I can't vouch for this, but my story must be true,"

"Hahahahaha,"

"..."

Visia stopped in her tracks, listening intently to the seemingly casual conversation between them.

Until Namer said, "Your Majesty is merciful and merciful. It is an honor for our family to serve in the palace,"

Wen Lin stopped smiling suddenly, and said with a deep meaning, "Is the queen not stingy in showing her kindness to the enemy?"

"This..." Bessie and Namer were at a loss for words, and the atmosphere fell into a delicate atmosphere for a while.

Until a gentle yet majestic voice broke the embarrassing scene,

"Wen Lin, you shouldn't embarrass them. It's better to ask me this question directly,"

A wonderful feeling that made the hairs stand up along the spine and climbed to the back, oozing with a little bit of coolness.

Wen Lin turned around with a slightly stiff movement, bowed her head on her knees, "Good day, Your Majesty,"

Weisia's red lips fluttered, and she walked over to Wen Lin unhurriedly, holding Wen Lin's arm to support her, with an unbelievably gentle tone,

"I usually give the enemy a chance to choose a side again, repentance is forgiveness, obsession is death,"

Maintaining her bent knees, from her own perspective, Wen Lin could only see the Queen's delicate and moving jawline.

She suddenly remembered the description of the bard in the tavern.

When the queen puts on the crown and puts on her fine clothes, she is the great sword held by God to split the night. The shiny blade hides a thrilling beauty, which is more dazzling than the sun.

Wen Lin's eye feathers trembled quickly, and blurted out a question that sounded very stupid,

There is no ups and downs, and the flat tone without emotion makes it difficult to tell whether she is teasing or provoking.

"Your Majesty, what if I am the one who is obsessed with obsession?"

Bessie and Namer on the side were dumbfounded. No matter what purpose Wen Lin had, she was blaspheming the Queen's majesty.

It was clear that Your Excellency Wen Lin had a certain amount of advance and retreat just now, and she did not lose her sense of humor. Why did she dare to provoke again and again now? They opened their mouths, trying to find a suitable reason to defend Wen Lin.

When she was speechless, Visia raised her hand to stop them and let them leave.

The river wind passing through the woods carries just the right fragrance of grass and trees. It was a cold and humid night because of the burning campfire, which opened up a warm and comfortable field.

Weisia pondered for a while, and simply sat down next to Wen Lin, and put the long knife beside Wen Lin, her eyes flicked on Wen Lin's face without hesitation.

With a slight smile, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, can I understand that you are planning an escape route for yourself?"

The blanket draped over her body slipped off, and Wen Lin leaned forward on the grass with one hand, moved slightly to the side, and narrowed the distance between her and Vicia.

The queen was laughing, but her sharp eyes seemed to pierce into her heart, and all the obscure darkness was about to disappear.

But the smile on Wen Lin's face remained unchanged, she looked straight into Visia's eyes, "Your Majesty, I am in your palm, where can I retreat?"

"Ha ha,"

The two were thinking about each other, looking at each other and smiling.

They were so close that they could see the tiny fluff on each other's faces clearly, and they could see every subtle expression clearly.

And Wen Lin's slightly open neckline.

Because of the wound on her body, her robe was very loose, and she couldn't see anything hidden under the blanket at first, but at this time the blanket slipped off, and her lustrous skin was like a flower bud about to bloom, with an alluring fragrance.

Visia's eyes darkened, her eyes flicked across Wen Lin's slender eyebrows, her breathing sank slightly.

He stretched out his hand abruptly, and pressed Wen Lin's collar.

Caught off guard, Wen Lin suddenly opened her eyes wide, but she didn't make any gesture of rejection.

Cold white fingertips rubbed along the collar inch by inch, Visia gathered the collar little by little, with slow and delicate movements, until she picked up the blanket and completely wrapped Wen Lin.

She sighed softly, let go of her hand suddenly, and looked away.

A crudely made barbecue grill was placed on the bonfire, and there were also materials that Wen Lin asked Bessie and Naman to clean up on the plate next to it, such as shrimp, eel, beef, and long-legged mushrooms...

There is also a sauce that exudes an attractive aroma.

Seeing that Visia didn't speak for a while, Wen Lin gathered the blanket on her body first, then rubbed the tips of her ears that were a little hot, and finally reached out to take out a bunch of eel meat that had been tested. After brushing the plump sauce, the meat Fragrance is everywhere, just smelling it will whet people's appetite.

Wen Lin took the initiative to pass the eel meat to Visia's mouth.

Slightly narrowing her eyes, Weisia looked at the string of strange food exuding an attractive fragrance in front of her, and pursed her lips unmoved.

"Your Majesty is afraid that I will poison you?" Wen Lin asked seriously.

Weisia remained silent and responded with an attitude.

With a soft snort, Wen Lin took a bite and swallowed it casually, then handed the eel skewer to Visia's lips.

This is a slightly childish but potentially dangerous move.

Who can be sure that there is no poison in this string of eel meat?

The quiet eyes lifted slowly, and fell on Wen Lin's red lips stained with some sauce. Weisia touched Wen Lin's lips with her slightly cold fingertips while she lowered her head and bit the eel meat.

Slowly wiping off the juice that fell on Wen Lin's lips, Visia licked her lips, "Your Excellency, it's unexpectedly delicious,"

There is something in the words.

The eel meat that Vicia bit off was exactly where Wen Lin had put her mouth.

Is this an indirect kiss?

Wen Lin's lips couldn't stop getting hot, as did her cheeks, and the skin that Vicia's fingertips had touched just now.

She looked at the remaining eel meat, pinched herself hard, and stopped the messy thoughts in her head in time.

Facing this unexpected strange feeling, Wen Lin subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

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