Queen and Her Duke

Wen Lin frowned, looked away calmly, walked back to the couch, and looked at the chart absent-mindedly.

The night was dark, and the wind slipped in through the cracks in the open windows, gently rippling the soft corners of the clothes hanging on the edge of the small couch.

Weisia rested her forehead with her hands, and her thoughtful eyes clung to Wen Lin's side silently, unwilling to move away at all.

Even if they don't say or do anything, Visia feels extremely satisfied to be able to be in the same room quietly like this.

The once empty place under the ribs was gradually filled with the warm heat, but Weisia still wanted more.

With a sudden tremor of her fingertips pressing on the chart, Wen Lin took a deep breath, concealed the bright broken light in her eyes, and suddenly said,

"Vicia, what are you looking at?"

To be honest, Weisia's scrutinizing eyes are not obvious, but Wen Lin always pays attention to her movements unconsciously, so her every move, even if she is quietly looking in her direction, makes Wen Lin uncomfortable. Get comfortable.

The silence was entangled with the wind and blown away. Visia did not answer immediately, but moved her gaze to the chart. After an obvious pause, with a hint of teasing,

"Your Excellency, you have taken the chart upside down."

In an instant, the heat quickly spread from her chest to her cheeks. Wen Lin blinked her eyes several times, and was stunned for a while before she straightened the chart.

"Vicia, maybe it's time for you to go back to your room to rest," said a little ashamed, and a little outraged.

At this time, Wen Lin's thoughts were confused, and it seemed that the hard shell that had been wrapping her body had been knocked open by Vicia at some point.

The current situation seems to be too ambiguous.

Her gentle gaze swept over Wen Lin's slightly pursed lips, and Weisia didn't mind Wen Lin's intention of chasing away customers at all. Instead of leaving, she walked to the side of the couch and sat down.

As Wen Lin watched inquiringly, she held Wen Lin's wrist and explained, "Don't you have anything to ask me about this pattern?"

The warmth of the hand touches the senses along with the faint fragrance of Vicia's body. It is not strong, but as gentle as the winter sun.

However, Wen Lin, who seldom had such intimacy with others, instinctively wanted to break away, but stopped her movements after hearing Vicia's words clearly.

The light in the room is not bright, but the spherical pattern on the left wrist always exudes a black and bright metallic color.

Among the criss-crossing lines, it can be clearly seen that this is the overall outline of the earth.

Wen Lin moved her fingers, but instead of answering the conversation, she signaled Visia to continue with her eyes.

"This is a small ball left by your mother, Mrs. Guinevere. I learned from the letter left by Father Carson that this small ball can travel through time and space, instantly heal injuries, and resist danger..."

The drooping hair concealed the momentary sadness in Visia's eyes, she paused for a while before continuing,

"You once said that this small ball is a product of civilization far beyond the present era. Before the war started, I returned the small ball to you, hoping that it could save your life. Now it seems that it has indeed saved you. One life."

Frowning, Wen Lin pulled her wrist away from Vicia's shackles, and asked suspiciously,

"What about the ball? As you can see, it's just a pattern of a small ball."

Gently rubbing her wrist, there seemed to be some strange touch left on it, Wen Lin's eyes flickered, and she glanced at Visia at the side.

The pair of blue pupils that seemed to carry the stars flickered on and off, melting into a smile, Visia stretched out her hand towards Wen Lin, "Come with me."

The shadows of the two people were drawn on the quiet wall of the fire, shaking and jumping, giving the short silence a layer of gentle luster.

Wen Lin licked her lower lip, thought for a moment, put her hand on Visia's palm, and was pulled up by a moderate force, leading her to the window,

Vicia held Wen Lin's wrist again, and rolled up her sleeves under the moonlight.

A faint blue streamer appeared in an instant, flowing along the lines on the wrist, the light and shade were uncertain, and seemed to converge into a three-dimensional model of the earth in a trance.

The very sci-fi scene in front of her gave Wen Lin a lot of shock. She was silent for a few minutes and held her breath to touch it, but her fingertips were nothingness.

Holographic projection without medium?

Wen Lin grasped it empty, but her fingertips were still empty. Although it was already an unacceptable and wonderful experience to experience traveling through time and space, the shock brought by the sci-fi scene that actually appeared in front of her eyes was no less than that of traveling through time and space.

"What's going on here?" Wen Lin's face was still calm, but her tone was tinged with surprise.

It's a pity that Vicia couldn't give an answer.

Through careful observation, Visia discovered that the pattern on Wen Lin's wrist would appear abnormal only under the moonlight. As for how to turn it back into the original ball and how to use it, Visia didn't know.

Wen Lin didn't feel disappointed, but was pleasantly surprised, "This may mean that I have a chance to return to China."

The impression of this era in Wen Lin's mind is limited to the village she is in now and Vicia's description. Although Wen Lin was always content with being alone when she was in China, she still wanted to go back compared to here, even if Know what you forgot.

Hearing that Wen Lin wanted to go back, Visia's eyes fluctuated, her figure shook slightly, and then she leaned on the window sill, her voice deliberately calm,

"If you really can go back, you must remember to take me with you."

After finishing speaking, Weisia let out a long sigh of relief. She looked at Wen Lin's face covered by half of the moonlight, with unknown emotions floating in her eyes, and the emotions were changing faster and faster, and getting deeper and deeper.

Wen Lin was a little dazed at first, pondered for a moment, and then realized something, a subtle expression suddenly appeared on her face, "You are the monarch of the country, how can you..."

"Why not?" Visia raised her hand to penetrate Wen Lin's hair, interrupting her.

The pair of eyes that always watched Wen Lin quietly, now showed the restrained, passionate, and overflowing love in Wen Lin's eyes.

Suddenly approaching Wen Lin with a reckless tone and posture,

"Latimer has lived up to your expectations and teachings. He will be an outstanding monarch. Now this land is gradually becoming stronger as you foresee, and its glory will continue, but I can no longer support another nine years alone. Year."

"I'm not ashamed of Golan, it's no longer necessary for us, but you are the only one who makes me feel guilty and remorseful."

"For the rest of the time, I want to be greedy and self-willed countless times."

Visia's eyes were full of tenderness, and her palm was pressed against Wen Lin's cheek, gently touching, the love and attachment hidden in her heart turned into a fire frantically and willfully after hearing Wen Lin's idea of ​​leaving , It seemed to burn and devour her from skin to bone.

It was obviously a more powerful posture, but Wen Lin felt that such a Visia made her feel more distressed. She pushed Visia's shoulder away belatedly, stepped back half a step, and did not give a clear answer, nor did she say anything again. Continue this topic.

In the next few days, the two of them still got along harmoniously, and seemed to have forgotten about the little ball.

Until the night before the hunt, Visia was outside the house preparing a bunch of things she needed, while Wen Lin was leaning on the bed to watch her.

Completely different from what Wen Lin expected to prepare, Weisia didn't seem to be preparing to go hunting, but more like going to watch the snow.

Cloaks, charcoal fires, various crock pots, improvised fine food...everything is exquisite to the extreme.

Take the cloak as an example, it includes not only the outermost one to keep out the cold, but also a separate hood and hand pocket.

While Wen Lin thought it was funny, she also inevitably felt a little numbness in her heart. This feeling of being cared about by others made people reluctant to refuse.

Gradually, Wen Lin's gaze towards Visia changed a little strangely.

When Visia entered the room, before the obvious smile on Wen Lin's face could be suppressed, she coughed pretending to be calm, and asked,

"Why didn't you see a bow or crossbow ready?"

Hearing this, Visia glared at Wen Lin seriously, and lightly reprimanded, "Your health hasn't fully recovered yet. If you really want to hunt, wait until you're fully recovered before going."

Seeing Weisia's cautious and cautious attitude, Wen Lin realized for the first time that she is now a downright sick beauty.

Wen Lin sighed helplessly. Although the time of waking up during the day is no different from that of a normal person, the foundation of ancient martial arts in her body seems to have completely disappeared.

Wen Lin is not used to a body that is weaker than ordinary people, but there is nothing she can do about it.

Rubbing the small ball pattern on her wrist, Wen Lin lost her mind again. Could the opportunity to restore her memory and her original strong body lie on this pattern.

Visia looked at Wen Lin's movements and expressions, and guessed what she was thinking. She walked over and held Wen Lin's hand tightly.

"Don't worry, even if you can't remember anything, I will always be with you."

The restlessness in her body seemed to disappear suddenly, Wen Lin raised her head to meet Visia's eyes, feeling relieved and restrained, she nodded very quickly.

Wen Lin was answered with a low laugh, and Visia immediately walked over to tidy up the fireplace.

Wen Lin stared blankly at her back, and suddenly said, "You don't have to do these small things deliberately, I can do it myself."

The movements in her hands paused, and the smile in Visia's eyes suddenly deepened, and she asked, "What's the difference between whether I do it or you do it? It's just some trivial things."

Wen Lin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. It was indeed some trivial matter, but these trivial matters integrated Visia's figure into her life in every possible way.

Wen Lin opened her mouth and thought for a while, but she still didn't say anything, slightly upset, she simply turned around and turned her back to Vicia.

After tidying up, Visia left. Wen Lin turned her head when she heard the sound of the door closing gently, her eyes fell on the door, and she pondered for a long time.

The snow stopped for several days in a row. When I went out early the next morning, the top layer of snow in the distance from the snow bank melted and condensed, reflecting the clear light in the sun.

Rima came to the stone house early, ready to show Visia and Wen Lin the way.

People in the village have guessed the identities of Vicia and Wen Lin during this period, but they are afraid of the army stationed outside the village, and never approach them easily.

Only Rema was bold and enthusiastic, always running here with great interest, and the village chief arranged for Rema to lead Vicia and Wen Lin along the way.

The hunting place is in the deep forest behind the village, and several hills and a river need to be crossed.

Someone ahead had already cleared the snow along the road, and the journey went smoothly.

Several people rode their horses to a place as flat as possible. Visia and Wen Lin rode together, and she held Wen Lin tightly in her arms.

After walking for a long distance, the snow in front of him blocked the way, so he had to dismount and rely on a tool similar to a sled to continue moving forward.

Wen Lin looked very happy as she saw a vast and magnificent snow scene, letting Visia hug her along the way and asking her some geological questions from time to time.

Fortunately, Visia reads a wide range of books, and she can answer all the questions Wen Lin asked.

Just looking ahead, Wen Lin staggered suddenly, Visia quickly supported her, just as Wen Lin was about to thank her, the crisp sound of snow collapsing suddenly came from her ears.

Her pupils widened suddenly, and Wen Lin didn't have time to think about it. Just as she grabbed Visia to say something, she saw the snow on the mountain on the right rolling down.

It's an avalanche.

"Run, run to the sides," Wen Lin yelled with all her strength.

The huge avalanche air flow overturned the person, rolling and bumping in the snow, Wen Lin was so painful that she almost fainted, she couldn't breathe at all, and the suffocation completely wrapped her up.

The strength in her hand gradually dissipated with her consciousness. Before she fell into the darkness completely, Wen Lin only felt a sudden burst of painful force on her wrist.

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