Queen and Her Duke

The stone houses are built along the rugged mountain, and the roofs are all conical with hard gray limestone, looming in the spruce forest. This is a quaint small village.

Wen Lin looked at everything unfamiliar in front of her absent-mindedly. Half a month ago, she was rescued at sea and brought back to the village.

Everything here is very strange to Wen Lin, and even makes her feel very primitive.

However, due to the language barrier, Wen Lin barely managed to communicate with them using sign language for half a month.

What was even more strange was that Wen Lin found that her body was extremely weak, and it was difficult for her to even swing the long knife in her hand.

While Wen Lin was in a daze, the village chief's daughter Ruili ran over excitedly, and she came to deliver food to Wen Lin.

Putting the bread and thick soup on the table, Rema gestured for Wen Lin to eat quickly.

In Rema's view, Wen Lin was too thin, her skin was pale and almost transparent under the sun, and her body was so weak that it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Feeling the kindness of the villagers towards her, Wen Lin smiled at Ruima and said thank you in Chinese.

Wen Lin's rare appearance and natural noble temperament made Wen Lin very attractive in the village. The old people in the village were very excited when they saw Wen Lin for the first time, and they even knelt down to salute.

The rescued woman looked so much like the former Mrs. Sutherland, they were so excited that they couldn't even speak at first.

They guessed Wen Lin's identity, but due to the language barrier between the two parties, they couldn't communicate in depth.

Wen Lin recuperated in the village for half a month. As her spirit gradually recovered, Wen Lin's doubts grew more and more.

The people in the village all have European looks, unfamiliar pronunciation, and weird clothing...

Wen Lin guessed that she was no longer in Huaguo.

All these things were so weird, Wen Lin thought about it carefully, she fell into the deep mountain and old forest and lost consciousness, and when she woke up again, she appeared here, the only familiar thing beside her was the bright long knife in her hand.

No matter how I think about it, I can't think of a reasonable explanation.

Feeling dizzy for a while, Wen Lin closed her eyes and rubbed her temples.

Seeing this, Rema knew that it was time for Wen Lin to rest, so she packed up the tableware and left in due course.

Except for meals every day, Wen Lin was almost lethargic at other times.

Visia and her party, who had been traveling all the way, also came to the outside of the village at this time. The closer they got here, the more panicked Visia felt.

On her hair and eyelashes, there were condensed snow particles, and the breath she exhaled formed into a white mist, and the impatience and panic permeated every inch of bone and blood from her trembling breath.

The severe pain under the ribs spread silently, and Visia asked again, "Is it really her?"

"Your Majesty, it's really His Excellency Wen Lin."

Field replied in a low voice, on the way here, His Majesty Vicia asked this question countless times, and the most elite king cavalry had already surrounded here quietly.

Nine years seems to be too long for the lovers, so long that it seems to have gone through a lifetime.

After negotiating with the village chief, Visia was led to the stone house belonging to Wen Lin.

After a long distance, Visia waved them back and walked slowly towards the hut alone.

The person she misses all the time is lying on the couch in front of the window with her eyes closed, and the fir branches are hanging on the window eaves under the weight of snow, slowly overlapping with the face in her memory.

Every time she took a step closer, Visia trembled more violently. She suppressed her crying with great self-control, tears filled her eyes, and even her breathing stopped.

Vicia bit her lip, and she stared at the familiar figure intently.

The moment she opened the door, Visia suddenly felt that this long and hopeless winter night was finally coming to an end. She walked lightly to the side of the couch, as if she was afraid of disturbing anything.

Wen Lin didn't wake up, and Visia just stared at her quietly, looking at her pale and weak face, like snow falling into the palm of her hand, which would melt when she touched it.

Weisia reached out her hand, wanting to touch her, but she stopped suddenly in mid-air, tracing Wen Lin's eyebrows and eyes full of nostalgia and warmth from a certain distance.

The great joy slowly closed like a dense fog, completely swallowing Visia's rationality and calmness, and before Visia was about to wake Wen Lin up, her pupils suddenly widened.

She covered her mouth, her frightened and astonished eyes swept Wen Lin from beginning to end over and over again.

Weisia found out belatedly that she seemed to have overlooked one thing. The years seemed to have never left traces on Wen Lin's body, and even all the wounds she had suffered on the battlefield could not be found at this moment.

Wen Lin is as young as nine years ago, but she is already old. The fine lines at the end of her eyes and more and more gray hair seem to have been torn apart by the years.

Overwhelming fear followed the surprise of lost and recovered. Under the huge emotional fluctuation, Visia finally couldn't help it. She staggered back a few steps and tripped in embarrassment.

At the same time, Wen Lin frowned slightly in her sleep, and opened her eyes following the sound.

The two looked at each other.

Wen Lin frowned tightly, a completely unfamiliar but familiar figure, she was looking at herself with tears streaming down her face, with indescribable heaviness and longing.

She seems to know herself?

Seeing the tears on Visia's face, Wen Lin's heart suddenly throbbed inexplicably, her pale lips moved, "Who are you?"

After speaking, Wen Lin quickly laughed at herself, she probably couldn't understand what she was talking about.

Frozen in place for a few seconds, under Wen Lin's strange gaze, Visia approached her again, and she asked, "Wen Lin, don't you remember me?"

In silence, Wen Lin backed away subconsciously, shaking her head almost cruelly.

She couldn't understand the language here, and didn't know how to respond, so she shook her head helplessly.

The eyes that were filled with countless messy emotions froze suddenly, Visia smiled at Wen Lin with difficulty, and then called out Wen Lin's name in Chinese.

"Wen Lin."

Everything in front of her eyes seemed extremely cruel and absurd, but when Wen Lin came back, she came back alive, even though time mercilessly erased the memories between them.

Visia was crying and laughing, and Wen Lin looked at her crying and laughing a little helplessly.

Wen Lin searched for her memory in her mind, but found nothing. She asked cautiously, "You can speak Chinese, do you know me?"

Sitting weakly on the blanket, Visia held on to the edge of the slump. She wanted to hold Wen Lin's wrist, but she avoided it one step faster.

Her face was stiff for a few moments, and Visia forced herself to calm down from the unexpected pain. She stared at Wen Lin and said word by word in Chinese,

"Wen Lin, I'm Vicia, and I'm your wife, your only love."

What Vicia said was a bit rusty and awkward, but her words were very clear.

After pondering and staring at Visia for a while, Wen Lin shook her head with a smile,

"It's ridiculous, we're all women, maybe I'm forgetting something, but you shouldn't be cheating on me at this moment."

Wen Lin pursed her lips lightly, which was her habitual gesture when thinking. She was not angry, but felt familiar and kind in the current situation.

A shattered light flashed across her eyes calmly, and Wen Lin guessed that she and the woman in front of her should really know each other. Judging by her reaction, it seemed that there was still a deep relationship between them.

But it should never be a lover's relationship.

A sigh, wrapped in a heavy loss, just like the deepest night.

Weisia's thoughts were messed up, she didn't know how to explain everything in the past to Wen Lin, the madness and stubbornness between them, the touching relationship between them, the desperate and tormenting parting between them...

From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the blood on the corner of Visia's lips bitten by her, and Wen Lin reached out her hand to gently wipe it away.

The body was one step ahead of the head, and Wen Lin looked at her fingers suspiciously.

This action gave Visia great encouragement, a group of bright and soft flames surrounded her shattered eyes, she stared at Wen Lin's eyes,

"It's okay, Your Excellency Wen Lin, I will tell you everything you have forgotten."

The eyes Visia looked at her were so affectionate, as deep as the sea, and could easily attract all people's attention.

She is so beautiful, Wen Lin was momentarily lost in thought.

The sun shrouded her body halfway, as beautiful as an oil painting with delicate textures, even the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were beautiful, with the gifts of the years, and like the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, solemn and cold.

The only fly in the ointment was her blonde hair, which should have been as dazzling as the sun, but now it was gray.

Wen Lin was a little curious why her hair looked so old, it didn't match her beautiful face at all.

And why did I have an urge to get close to her, and even felt dissatisfied and guarded against her intrusion.

It's so weird.

Wen Lin knew that her current physical condition was extremely poor, but she shouldn't lose the most basic vigilance and couldn't figure it out. However, Wen Lin didn't want to refuse the only person who could communicate with her in Chinese.

Weisia was keenly aware of Wen Lin's acceptance, and she glanced out of the window with quiet eyes. The clouds in the distance caressed the snowy peaks, and the warm yellow clouds spread out. There was wind blowing from the window, lingering around the two of them.

Unable to resist approaching Wen Lin's direction, Visia sniffed Wen Lin's breath greedily, and a deep smile silently gathered in her eyes.

After all, it was different, Vicia was grateful, they were not complete strangers.

Wen Lin neither resisted nor resented her intrusion.

Slightly relieved, Vicia kept telling herself that it didn't matter, there was still a long time between them.

The subsequent getting along became more peaceful and natural, and Weisia patiently answered Wen Lin's doubts.

Vicia didn't tell Wen Lin all the past at the first time, and it would take them longer to tell the complete past.

With a huge shock, Wen Lin fell into great horror following Vicia's narration.

All of this is like an unreal dream, like a joke made by God, a parallel time and space thousands of years away from Huaguo...

And when Vicia said something about modern times, Wen Lin broke free from the shock.

She calmly listened to this woman who called herself Visia tell her that all this was brought to this country and to her by herself.

A slight sense of suffocation spread from the heart to the whole body, Wen Lin held down the heartbeat that suddenly became messy under the ribs, she asked,

"What about us? Me and you?"

Everything in front of her eyes was unbelievable, but all the details told Wen Lin that it was all real.

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The author has something to say:

Ahhhhh, it's sugary!

Wen: Horrified, why do I suddenly have a wife?

Wei: Kiss and touch this and that!Don't you still want to cheat!