Queen and Her Duke

There is a vast expanse of snow above the head, and a thick tree trunk can be vaguely seen across it.

Wen Lin broke free from the darkness, and slowly blinked her eyes. There was a cold stagnation feeling all over her body, and Wen Lin couldn't help but let out a gasp.

Visia stood aside with red eyes, her hair was covered with dead leaves and debris, and she stuck to her body wetly, and the originally clean clothes were also terribly dirty.

Wen Lin looked around and found that it was a small hole sunken toward the inner side of the mountain. The tree trunks running across the hole and the bedrock hanging down the mountain just left a small space just enough for two people to accommodate.

After calming down, Wen Lin found that her body was cleaned up, and Vicia's cloak was still under her body.

She struggled to get up, but Vicia quickly held her back, "Don't move, your leg is injured."

Perhaps it was because her limbs were already frozen, but when Vicia reminded her, Wen Lin realized that there was a glaring pool of blood flowing around her legs.

Seeing Wen Lin wake up, Visia breathed a sigh of relief. Her face was pale, but her voice was calm and gentle. With a slight force on her wrist, she half-supported Wen Lin and leaned against her side.Outcropping rock, soothed,

"I've seen it. The snow layer is not as dense and dense as I imagined. It shouldn't be buried deep. When you recover some strength, I will try to dig up and maybe I can get out."

Her head was still dizzy and aching, Wen Lin pressed her temples hard, trying to stay awake.

There is no obvious sense of suffocation when breathing, which shows that the porosity and air content of the snow are still sufficient, which meets the most basic living conditions.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Lin took a closer look at Visia. Although she was embarrassed, there was no obvious blood on her body, but Wen Lin, who was still worried, asked one more question,

"Did you get hit by a stone or tree trunk in the snow? Did you feel any pain in your body?"

Seeing Wen Lin trembling uncontrollably and leaning on the side weakly, Weisia felt distressed and flustered, but at this moment she had to restrain her emotions, turned her body to the side calmly, shook her head,

"No, I'm not hurt."

She couldn't lift her strength all over her body, and her vision gradually blurred. There was a needle-like pain in her head. Wen Lin shook her head vigorously, but it didn't help.

The only heat source beside her was Visia, Wen Lin subconsciously moved towards her, and while she was still conscious, hurriedly told her how to save herself.

"..."

"If I still can't wake up tomorrow, you can leave me alone. If you dig upwards alone, you may still have a chance to survive."

Judging from the surrounding environment, they were probably washed to the edge by the snow current, and the burial should not be deep, but if they want to escape by themselves, the chances are slim, but if they just wait for others to find out that something is wrong to save them, Wanting to find them under the endless snow peaks sounds like nonsense.

They fell into a desperate situation where they could not save themselves. The only thing they could do was to conserve their strength as much as possible, prolong their survival time, and seek opportunities to escape.

After speaking the last sentence, Wen Lin fell into a coma again.

Wen Lin's voice was very weak, but Weisia could hear it clearly. She shed tears instantly, and hugged Wen Lin even tighter in her arms.

"How can I just watch you die in front of me again?"

Visia warmed Wen Lin's limbs with her body, and then wrapped her cloak tightly, her lips pressed against her lips. In the quiet and silent space, Visia could clearly hear the chaotic rhythm of her heart and the pain in her ribs .

She placed a kiss on Wen Lin's lips full of nostalgia, then trembling, she half stood up and staggered towards the entrance of the cave.

There was an incomparably conspicuous bloodstain on the lower back.

Picking up a broken branch, Visia began to dig out cautiously. As time passed, her movements became more and more slow and stiff. The wound on her hand was soaked in snow and water, and it was re-frozen and cracked.

Visia didn't know how long she had been repeating the movements in her hands, her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, her breathing was getting harder and harder, and it was getting harder and harder to control her body.

Feeling like there was nowhere to run but resigned to fate was terrible.

Finally, Visia fell down, and she returned with difficulty, Wen Lin was lying there quietly.

Visia stretched out her hand and hung it in front of Wen Lin's nose. Feeling the heat coming from her, her flustered heart miraculously calmed down.

Pillowing her head in her arms, Visia curled up in a corner not far from Wen Lin, her gaze was fixed on Wen Lin, her lips were pale and bloodless, and her whole body was shivering from the cold. Shia leaned over.

Tiny dust was flying in the dim light, Visia forced herself to calm down, she stroked Wen Lin's wrist, and murmured to the pattern of the ball,

"Since you saved her once, you should save her a second time. I can die, but please, save her."

A lot of physical exertion made Visia unable to finish a sentence fluently, and Visia was on the verge of collapse due to deeper anxiety and exhaustion.

Weisia stared at Wen Lin intently, only Wen Lin's face was clear in her sight, and her eyes were full of pity.

Under pity is sudden hatred, helplessness and hatred for the injustice of fate.

They met again, but they had to face the parting of life and death again.

"Why? Is this really God's punishment for sitting on the throne as a woman?"

For the first time, Visia had the idea of ​​wavering. When thousands of people spurned her, she didn't waver; when she was accused of trial, she didn't waver;

But looking at the ignorant Wen Lin, Visia was extremely sad, and the strong guilt and self-blame and the deep sense of powerlessness almost drove her crazy.

But she couldn't stop, Visia regained consciousness a little and then started to try to find a way out again. She didn't know how many times she went back and forth, until she fell down for the last time and Visia regained consciousness after a long delay.

There was a deathly silence in her ears, and Visia struggled back to Wen Lin's side, trying to wake her up, but Wen Lin still didn't respond.

"You can't die, you have to live."

Feeling that her physical strength was approaching the limit, and relying on her obsession to keep Wen Lin alive, Visia dragged her step by step towards the narrow passage dug out.

It was the brightest time of the day, and Visia didn't know how far she could go, but the farther she went, the greater their hope of being rescued.

Until she was exhausted, Weisia took off all the warm clothes on her body with her last strength, wrapped Wen Lin tightly in her arms, and used her body to prop up a small space.

All the bones in her body were screaming, and there was a sharp roar in her ears. Visia gradually lost all consciousness. She closed her eyes weakly and lowered her head.

Only Wen Lin in her arms was still warm.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the villagers discovered the anomaly that night, and organized people to search for it overnight.

When they saw the scene of the collapse, the eyes of the leaders were suddenly darkened, and their legs were so weak that they couldn't stand up. After recovering, they began to prepare to rescue people hoarsely.

But it's a vast expanse of whiteness, everything is covered up, where exactly is the person buried.

The villagers and the army stationed outside the village are constantly shoveling snow, but human power is like an insignificant ant in front of the unshakable nature.

Time passed quietly, and those who were rescued became more and more disheartened.

In a situation like this, it usually takes only half a day for a person to die, not to mention that it has been two days now.

The news of Visia's life and death was sent back to the royal court at the same time. Latimer immediately sent a letter to the army stationed nearby to support him, and led the army to Sutherland with Field himself.

Another two days passed, and everyone gradually became disheartened. At night, a snowstorm hit, and a group of people had to withdraw to the village, leaving only two or three people stationed in the sheltered rock crevice on the cliff.

When the surroundings were dead silent, no one saw a dazzling blue light suddenly burst out from under the snow layer, slowly accumulating in the wind and snow, like a star hanging high, and finally fell hard and shattered, instantly setting off a surging snowstorm with air waves.

After the deafening rumble passed, the few remaining soldiers looked out cautiously.

It was a miraculous scene, in the azure blue light that bloomed like petals, a woman was standing in the air holding another woman.

Shocked and froze, several people looked at the scene in front of them in horror. After calming down a little, they suddenly found that it was His Majesty Vicia and His Excellency Wen Lin.

Several people seemed to have their necks clamped, their mouths opened wide, watching the miraculous scene in front of them, they couldn't make any sound.

I saw Wen Lin flipping her wrist, and several streamers of light wrapped around Visia's body following Wen Lin's movements. At the same time, the snow on the entire mountain seemed to be lifted up.

The people buried below were lifted up by an invisible force and moved to a flat and safe place.

There was another dazzling blue light. The soldiers were stung by the strong light and closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, they found that other people who had been motionless began to wake up.

They looked at each other for no apparent reason, looked at Visia and Wen Lin who were wrapped in the air, seemed to realize something, got up and knelt down in panic, and kowtowed deeply to the ground.

"They are messengers of God,"

"It was God's providence that saved us,"

"..."

Rema looked at the scene in the sky in disbelief. Mrs. Mingming and Wen Lin were so kind, but the feeling before death was so real.

They are completely different from the cold statues in the church. Is this what the real God looks like?

Rema bowed her knees and kowtowed in the icy snow.

Wen Lin was oblivious to the movement below. She stared at Visia at the side, and a stream of light continued to seep into her body until Visia slowly opened her eyes.

After a brief moment of confusion and then intense joy, Visia subconsciously hugged Wen Lin tightly, "Are we all rescued?"

As soon as the words finished, Weisia noticed the strange environment beside her. She was speechless for a moment, and her eyes fell on Wen Lin's wrist for a long time.

"It saved us? You already know how to use it?" Visia's voice was hoarse and trembling.

Wen Lin didn't answer Visia's question. Her fingers lightly brushed Visia's messy hair, and her dark eyes were filled with turbulent affection and scorching heat.

"Vicia, it's okay, I remembered everything."

The two slowly landed on the ground, and the streamer disappeared.

Weisia opened and closed her mouth in vain, the familiar expression and tone that made her heart tremble instantly defeated all her defenses, tears poured down even more violently, flooding wildly.

Wen Lin held the corner of her mouth and sighed, as if nine years had passed.

They were in the snow, kissing and embracing like no one else.

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The author has something to say:

Regarding the avalanche, my setting in the article is wrong. I can be regarded as the lucky one among the lucky ones. The real situation is much more dangerous and severe~

Don't wait for the second watch, it's probably after twelve o'clock~