Queen and Her Duke

The movement brought by Latimer was indeed a bit big. After discussing with Wen Lin, Vicia decided to take advantage of the snow stop in the past few days and go to Sutherland Castle.

In the past eight years, Golan, whether it is the church or the old aristocracy, has lived in peace.

But as soon as the news of Weisia's accident was sent back to the royal court, some people immediately wanted to use it to make trouble.

Originally, Vicia wanted Latimer and Field to return to Bruns immediately, but he refused to say anything, and stubbornly wanted to stay for a while.

In this way, Latimer was driven out of the stone house, and was standing still like a statue in the open space outside the house.

Wen Lin glanced outside the room, and asked some questions about the situation.

Vicia smiled and ticked Wen Lin's palm, as if dissatisfied with Wen Lin's focus on Latimer, she pulled her into her arms and kissed her before talking about the recent situation.

After defeating Sistine's Armada, Golan shifted its focus to the ocean. The most notable change is the huge profits brought about by free trade at sea.

Overseas trade has fed back the Golan's domestic military, economy, and people's livelihood. Now Golan is already a big country on the European continent.

As more and more countries began to explore the ocean, they began to try to grab food from the mouth of the Golan, but the powerful Golan Navy can gain the upper hand in every conflict. They do not hesitate to behave and behave like pirates. Pie, and strive to resolve the battle as quickly as possible with the least cost.

Gradually, the navies of other countries struggled more and more, and they began to seek cooperation. Vicia has always adhered to a friendly foreign policy, and took the opportunity to quietly control most of the maritime trade.

At the same time, the exploration of the ocean continues, and the road to the Golan maritime empire has just begun.

As she spoke, Visia stroked the hair on Wen Lin's back. The silky hair slid between her fingers and felt very good. She smiled blankly for a while before continuing,

"As for the remaining rotten sores on Golan's body, I want to leave it to Latimer to deal with. He needs more tempering to grow further."

Weisia obviously thought of something that made her feel unpleasant, and her eyes were filled with cold and gloomy eyes, but when her eyes touched Wen Lin, she immediately softened. It fell into Wen Lin's eyes.

"Then let Latimer follow, just to see how big waves Wang Ting and those people can make."

Wen Lin circled Visia's arms a little harder, bringing them closer.

Last night the two hugged each other and slept on the small couch, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, Wen Lin asked Vicia to tell herself everything she had done in the past nine years.

Visia never mentioned the hardships and dangers, and lightly stated the idea written by Wen Lin in the sheepskin that had already been realized.

Against the backdrop of the fire, Visia's eyes were astonishingly bright, and Wen Lin had the illusion that Visia was begging herself for praise at a certain moment.

But even if Visia didn't say anything, Wen Lin knew how hard it would be for Visia. She stroked the fine lines at the corners of Visia's eyes again and again, barely holding back her sobs,

Wen Lin wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, her face was flushed from the body heat, and her eyes were moist.

Visia knew what she was thinking just by looking at it, she leaned over and put Wen Lin's earlobe in her mouth, her hot breath was itchy and seductive, "Don't talk about who is right and who is wrong between us, we I love you, you love me, that's enough."

The two spent the night embracing each other like this, and after another day of rest, they would officially set off for Sutherland Castle.

After recovering her memory, Visia and Wen Lin were almost inseparable.

Although she didn't want Tilia to stay and disturb them, Vicia finally agreed, but when she took the carriage the next day, Vicia mercilessly rejected Tilia's request to ride with them.

Field looked amusedly at Tilia being kicked out with a depressed expression on her face. It seemed that His Royal Highness Latimer hadn't realized the change of His Excellency Wen Lin's identity.

After thinking for a while, Field rode his horse close to Latimer's carriage and shouted a few words into the carriage.

Facing Field, the loyal and combative captain of the bodyguard, Latimer was still very respectful. He immediately lifted the curtain of the car, regained his composure, and replied, "Your Excellency Field."

"Your Highness Latimer, you seem to have forgotten another identity of Your Excellency Wen Lin. She is not only your teacher, but also the wife of His Majesty Vicia and Queen of Golan."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Latimer opened his mouth slightly, with suppressed astonishment on his face, his face turned red after he realized it, and he closed the car curtain very stiffly.

Hearing a few angry growls from the carriage, Field had an unspeakable smile on his face.

It was the first time for a woman to marry a woman in the country of Golan, and it was also the first time for the entire continent of Europa, not to mention that Vicia was still the monarch of a country.

The Holy Court often used this as an excuse to criticize Vicia, but because of Golan's strength and Vicia's resolute attitude, this matter was gradually acquiesced.

After all, everyone thought that Wen Lin was dead, so what threat could a dead person pose to them?

Latimer couldn't help laughing when he thought of the miserable reaction of those old stubborn Wang Ting when he knew that the teacher was still alive.

In this way, a group of people stopped and walked for a few days, and arrived at Sutherland Castle before sunset on the last day.

The weather was rare along the way, and nothing happened. Waiting in front of the castle were Wen Lin's old acquaintances, Mr. Brown and Mrs. Yaz.

They tried their best to control their emotions in front of Vicia and Wen Lin, but it was not difficult to detect their excitement and tension from their trembling movements and voices.

Looking at Mr. Brown and Mrs. Yaz with gray temples, Wen Lin also felt a lot of emotion. This is the nine years she missed.

Wen Lin thanked them as before, with a slightly hoarse voice.

Vicia, who was standing aside, secretly pulled Wen Lin into the castle with her wrist. When she sat down at the dining table, Wen Lin realized that the layout of this castle was the same as that of the White House.

When she walked into the bedroom and saw the same layout as the White House, Wen Lin completely confirmed her guess.

"When did you start preparing for this?"

Weisia didn't answer directly, but asked Wen Lin with a smile, "Do you like it?"

A long and deep crease was drawn from the bottom of my heart by Vicia's faint smile, which could never be smoothed away. With tears in her eyes, Wen Lin shifted her gaze to the desk. maple leaf.

This was picked by Wen Lin for Vicia one night before.

She walked to the desk and carefully looked at everything on the desk, they were gradually overlapping with the appearance in her memory.

Visia walked behind Wen Lin, followed Wen Lin's gaze, landed on a corner of the desk, and explained, "Some books were taken to Rima's village, and they will be sorted out as before tomorrow. "

Raising her eyes to meet Visia's, Wen Lin couldn't help but hug Visia into her arms, "Thank you."

This thank you was very light, but it carried Wen Lin's indescribable affection.

In the middle of the night, they no longer tossed and turned like they did the night before, but felt extra at ease. Their bodies were pressed together, and they gradually fell asleep in the warm temperature.

The following days were peaceful and warm. At first, Latimer came to ask Wen Lin some questions from time to time. After staying for about a week, Vicia resolutely drove her back to the royal court.

Throughout the winter, Vicia and Wen Lin stayed at Sutherland Castle. They met each other every day, but they didn't feel bored. On the contrary, they couldn't see each other more and more.

The attendants in the castle were all brought from the royal court. No matter how shocking the scene they saw, they had long since realized that they shouldn't have been blamed, and disappeared when it was time to disappear with a wink.

When the snow melted and spring arrived, Wen Lin stood in front of the sporadic green garden, dazed in a daze.

Holding the letter from Bruns in her hand, Visia quietly approached Wen Lin, "What are you thinking?"

Turning her head unexpectedly, her soft lips pressed against Vicia's cheek, Wen Lin's eyes trembled, and she coughed calmly, "I didn't think about anything."

How could Weissia believe Wen Lin's words? During this time, Wen Lin always looked deep in thought. Vissia saw it and didn't ask any more questions, thinking that she would take the initiative to speak.

It's just that nearly a month has passed, and Wen Lin still doesn't plan to say it, which makes Weissia a little annoyed.

During this period of time, Wen Lin's body has almost recuperated, and her chin is not as sharp and thin as before. Visia's gaze follows Wen Lin's fair neck and sinks into the neckline.

Concerned about Wen Lin's body, Visia has always held back and never let go once.

It seems to be okay now, Weisia's eyes suddenly darkened, she evoked a meaningful smile, and suddenly pressed Wen Lin's lips.

It's not as simple as before, but more and more in-depth, full of skills and patience.Tease Wen Lin.

Wen Lin was startled, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

Vicia's lips were soft, with a slight chill, Wen Lin couldn't help but groan.

Tracing, exploring, entanglement, and trembling, the body temperature of each other gradually rises in the back and forth kissing and sucking, and the hot breath is gradually compatible.

Weisia's dexterous fingers stroked from Wen Lin's back up to the back of her neck, and then penetrated deeply into Wen Lin's hair. The kiss gradually became more and more brutal, even a little rough.Violently, until both of them were completely overwhelmed by the trembling senses.

There was no one around, and the attendants had already retreated.

It took a long time for Weisia to let go of Wen Lin's lips, which were obviously swollen from the kiss, glistening with water, indescribably charming and seductive.

Gently brushing away the hair covering the end of Wen Lin's eyes, Visia asked in a hoarse voice, "Let's go back to the bedroom."

Weisia's intention to go back to the bedroom at this time is self-evident. Wen Lin gave her a look, but she still didn't refuse.

Dark clouds suddenly floated in the sky, the rain dripped,

The undercurrent accumulated in the dangerous valleys rushes in the snow-white wasteland,

poured out where the river meets the sea,

currents, waves, rocks,

blood, heart, soul,

The soft sea surface collides with splashes all over the sky,

the white bird kissed,

The roar of the waves suddenly turned into a hazy mist,

The rain came and went, and it stopped completely at night.

Wen Lin opened her eyes slightly, she was indescribably tired, her fair and smooth shoulders and neck were faintly visible, Visia was sticking to Wen Lin's back, her hands were placed on Wen Lin's warm shoulders, and her fingertips were twirling.

Opening her closed eyes again, Wen Lin stretched out her hand and pinched the back of Vicia's hand, her voice hoarse, "No more."

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The author has something to say:

It is estimated that there are still about [-] words in the text to finish~

Then the extra episode will write about the sweet daily life of them sailing to Daming and modern times, as well as the sub-cp. It should not exceed five chapters at most~