Queen and Her Duke

Wen Lin frowned as she listened, feeling depressed and a little uneasy at the same time, but she was used to keeping calm in various unknown situations, so her thoughts were slightly confused at this time, but her expression was still calm.

After listening quietly for a while, the knocking on the door gradually stopped, and Wen Lin ignored it and did not open the door.

Looking at the small ball pattern on her wrist again, Wen Lin rubbed it vigorously, but it didn't change much when she rubbed it red, as if it was born on the skin.

How did this pattern come about?Wen Lin didn't know anything.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was another knock on the door.

Could it be that Vicia hasn't left yet?

The knocking on the door didn't stop this time, Wen Lin went to the door and opened it, only to see Visia wearing a thin coat, standing at the door with bare feet, her naked eyes were flushed from the cold.

Seeing Wen Lin come out, Visia's eyes lit up instantly, but her lips were tightly pressed together, looking at her aggrieved and pitifully.

Wen Lin frowned calmly, and said softly, "I'll take you back."

Unexpectedly, Weisia didn't appreciate it, and stood at the door in a daze, refusing to move a step.

It was windy and snowy at night, just opening the door for a while, Wen Lin already felt cold to the bone.

It's unreasonable to talk to a drunkard, but she can't be left out like this.

Wen Lin stepped back helplessly, and asked tentatively, "Come in?"

Almost without any hesitation, Visia stepped into Wen Lin's small stone house.

But after entering the room, Weisia seemed very peaceful. She stood in the middle of the room, staring at Wen Lin blankly, not moving or speaking.

Rubbing her forehead slightly tired, Wen Lin led her to sit by the couch, changed her clothes again, and put medicine on her ankle again.

Under the thin jacket was a thin lining with a loose neckline. Wen Lin inadvertently saw a conspicuous scar under Visia's left collarbone.

His eyes stayed on the scar for a few seconds, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.

Lie down on the small couch in a well-behaved manner according to Wen Lin's order, Visia's eyes never left Wen Lin.

Her gaze was so hot that Wen Lin couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to. She raised her eyes to meet Visia's.

She didn't seem to be drunk at all, she was quiet at this moment, there seemed to be deep affection flowing in her eyes staring at her, every line of her eyes and chin was just right, the years had left faint traces on her face, But more calm and elegant.

Even the slightly dull blond hair seems to have added a bit of thickness accumulated over the years, giving it a special charm.

Obviously he should be a high-ranking person, how could he be willing to be so humble in front of himself?

Wen Lin fell into a brief moment of doubt. She sat down on the low stool with a slumped edge, and suddenly thought deeply about it.

It's just that Weisia is still drunk, so I probably won't be able to ask anything now.

Looking at the night outside the window, Wen Lin got up to go to Vicia's stone house to rest, but the moment she turned around, Vicia grabbed her wrist.

Wen Lin tried to break free, but found that Vicia was clenching harder and harder, as if she had used all her strength.

Wen Lin looked at her helplessly, "Vicia, it's time for me to rest."

"Stay, stay here,"

The two were in a stalemate, and Weisia refused to let go no matter what, Wen Lin sighed helplessly again, and had to compromise, "You let go, I won't leave."

The small couch was not very wide, and it would be a bit cramped for two people to sleep on. Visia moved to the edge, but still didn't let go of her hands.

Wen Lin lay down as she wished, and saw that half of Visia's body was not covered tightly, so she took the initiative, "You can sleep a little bit."

After all, coming here is a completely unfamiliar environment. Without Vicia, Wen Lin doesn't know what kind of situation she would be in now.

For Visia, even if she lost her memory, Wen Lin had to be extra indulgent.

One of them was lying on their back, the other was lying on their side, their bodies were inevitably pressed together, and there were hands holding each other under the quilt.

Wen Lin was really tired. She closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep, but the almost solid gaze from the side disturbed her, so she simply turned her back.

After a while, Wen Lin fell into a deep sleep in a drowsy state.

On the second day, Visia woke up at dawn.

With a dull pain in her head and a little soreness in her body, Weisia was stunned for a while, slowly recalling her actions last night.

Looking at Wen Lin who was beside her, Visia's mind went blank for a moment, her chest heaved violently several times, her body stiffened and remained motionless.

Staring at Wen Lin's fair neck, Visia wanted to hug her regardless, but when she thought of Wen Lin's disliked and even disgusted eyes, her heart felt like being pierced by a sharp knife, and a sharp pain spread out.

Thinking of Wen Lin dancing with Rema last night, and her own gaffe, Weisia was at a loss for a while.

Will Wen Lin hate herself?

This question tightly gripped Visia's heart, she stayed on the couch greedily for a while, and then left lightly.

Breakfast was prepared as usual, but Wen Lin hadn't woken up yet.

Visia immediately blamed herself, it must have disturbed her rest last night, obviously her body has not recovered yet.

After standing in the snow for a long time, Visia still didn't know how to face Wen Lin who woke up, and how to explain to her what she did last night.

She obviously doesn't like it, why can't she restrain herself?

Her lips and tongue were full of bitterness, Visia's mind was filled with the image of Wen Lin saying she didn't like being close to her a month ago, thinking of Wen Lin's possible disgusting eyes, Weissia suddenly felt out of breath.

Obviously, he was supposed to take care of Wen Lin by himself, so why did Wen Lin back down again?

Visia stared at the closed door for a long time, then turned around and walked to the maid in the distance, and told her to wake Wen Lin up at a certain time, and then Visia walked up the mountain with a blank expression. Go, followed by a small squad of royal guards.

Walk aimlessly until you come to a clear lake.

The mountains and lakes reflected the snow-capped mountains in the distance. Visia stopped and looked away, lost for a long time.

Until dusk quietly fell, Wen Lin was sitting by the window, holding a book in her hand, not turning a page for a long time.

Upon waking up, Wen Lin didn't see Visia, so Wen Lin asked the attendants, saying that she was going up the mountain.

But no one came back for a day. In the severe cold weather, the beasts and snow on the mountain are potential dangers.

Once you encounter a large beast or fall into a hunting pit, you may never return.

The more she thought about it, the more something went wrong, Wen Lin tidied up, and was about to go out and find someone to find Visia together.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, she saw the flames in the distance getting closer and closer. Wen Lin stopped and took a closer look. It was Visia and her party.

The two looked at each other from a distance in the snow under the night. Visia was holding a garland woven of bright grass in her hand. Seeing Wen Lin's slightly cold eyes, she looked away a little embarrassedly, and moved her hands. Shrunk back.

After looking Visia from head to toe and confirming that nothing happened, Wen Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and said first, "Let's go eat something first."

Vicia nodded kindly, and followed Wen Lin into the kitchen with a wreath.

Wen Lin wasn't ready for dinner yet, so Wen Lin went to bring the hot bread and soup to the table while Vicia was patting the snow.

With messy eyes flashing, Visia quietly looked at Wen Lin's expression, her eyes were calm, without disgust, let alone nausea.

Wen Lin didn't seem to be angry because of what happened last night, and she caught a glimpse of the food for two on the table. Visia realized that Wen Lin was waiting for her, and her heart was filled with joy and joy.

The two ate together silently. Visia quietly looked at Wen Lin's expression, and when she noticed that her eyes were on the garland, she couldn't help explaining,

"Dancing with a garland of grasses, at the bonfire party on the last day of St. Valentine's Day, symbolizes goodwill or love for each other."

Hearing this explanation suddenly, Wen Lin was a little surprised, but she still didn't say anything, and finished dinner quietly.

Seeing Wen Lin's calm reaction, Visia felt a little lost, and didn't continue to say anything.

When the two were about to go back to the stone house, Wen Lin suddenly stopped Vicia, "Tonight, just tonight, can you tell me all the stories that happened between us?"

Visia met Wen Lin's gaze, but she didn't find any special emotion, but it seemed to give Visia some kind of hope suddenly.

This is the first time Wen Lin asked about the past on her own initiative.

Weisia lowered her eyes, concealed her turbulent emotions, and said in her usual calm tone, "Okay, I'll tell you slowly."

The fireplace was burning all the time, and the stone house was extraordinarily warm. The two sat side by side in front of the fireplace.

From the encounter on the sea, the Art Tower, the arena, the royal court, the Inn River village, the church, to the last wall of fire standing on the sea, Visia's voice became hoarse, and she tried her best to lightly describe those deep-seated past Tell Wen Lin a little bit.

But those memories that supported her to live through countless lonely days and nights, even the most peaceful narrations, made Visia unbearable.

Pain, unforgettable.

After a whole night, Vicia's narration stopped in the final fire.

Wen Lin looked sideways, and Visia's thin red eyes were quietly looking out of the window, filled with loneliness that made her feel deep and suffocating.

Dull gray hair hangs down on the side of her face, tracing the stern but extremely gentle face lines when facing her.

There was a clear thumping sound under the ribs, each sound getting heavier.

Wen Lin's mind was in a trance, her mind was in a mess, clear, strong, and the sadness that seemed to bite and swallow her swept away like a torrent.

Seeing the slight desolation in Vicia's eyes, my heart hurts.

But the memory is still blank.

Maybe after a while, Wen Lin can calmly accept the fact that she came to a parallel time and space, but she has such a profound and helpless grief past with the monarch of a country, and Wen Lin doesn't know how to respond at all.

Warmth accumulated in her eyes, Wen Lin suddenly closed her eyes and lowered her head.

She obviously didn't think of anything, but Wen Lin found it difficult to breathe due to the sadness that permeated her limbs. She couldn't help but think about how Visia survived these nine years, these nine years of loneliness.

Sadness, straight to the soul.

Visia looked at the morning light that was peeking through the clouds, and tried to smile at Wen Lin, "People are always praising the victory of that war, but they ignore the price of victory."

"I have now grown into what I expected to be, firmly in control of the pinnacle of power in a country, but I still cannot resist the power of time, the power of forgetting."

Wen Lin pondered for a long time before she dared to look up at Vicia.

The sourness and sadness gathered in the heart from every part of the body seemed to verify everything Visia said.

But for Wen Lin who has no memory, she cannot become another protagonist in the story.

Wen Lin pursed her dry lips and wanted to speak, but Weisia's face suddenly turned pale.

She seemed to know what Wen Lin was going to say next, and smiled wryly, with resistance, helplessness, and pleading in her eyes.

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