Queen and Her Duke

The night was long, after Wen Lin came out of Junpton Palace, she walked without a clue.

For some reason, she was a little distraught tonight, and not just because of Wormien's threats.

At this point, Wen Lin was only doing it for self-protection. If it wasn't for the stalking of the Holy See, Wen Lin would not have chosen to cooperate with Tilia.

She prefers to find a remote island and live in seclusion leisurely.

But after coming to this world, it seemed that an invisible hand forcibly pushed her into the whirlpool of power.

She had no choice but to walk around on the tip of the knife, on the edge of the cliff, fearfully.

Sometimes Wen Lin's logic in dealing with troubles is very simple. Since the Holy See refuses to let her go, she will try her best to destroy the Holy See.

What about Vicia?The current owner of the Golan royal family is also her enemy.

What was the truth back then?Wen Lin kicked up the pebbles on the side of the road as if venting her anger.

Gulu Gulu, the stone rolled forward until it stopped in front of an indifferent and arrogant figure.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin," came a cold voice, Wen Lin raised her eyes, it was Vicia.

The eyes of the two happened to meet in the air, and there was no smile on Vicia's face, and even Wen Lin saw the anger that was bubbling in her eyes.

Bessie and Namer were kneeling aside, and when they saw Wen Lin coming, they blinked vigorously, as if they wanted to remind her of something.

This is downstairs from my own room, not the White House.

Did Weissia come here specially to find her?

Looks like I've been waiting for a long time.

Every time Wen Lin took a step closer, Visia's gaze became hotter, shining brightly on Wen Lin, making people subconsciously want to run away.

Few people can make Wen Lin think of running away.

"Your Excellency, can you tell me where you have been?" The more restrained Visia was, the colder her expression became.

Wen Lin came from the direction of the King's Palace, and she was asking the question knowingly.

Her back tensed instantly, and Wen Lin looked at Visia hesitated to speak, feeling a little guilty in her heart for no reason.

In the subtle silence, Visia's aura became more and more aggressive. Wen Lin wanted to back away, but forcibly held back.

Visia didn't notice her small movements, but took a step forward, and they got closer.

Close enough to see the soft fluff on each other's faces, it is an intimate gesture that transcends the boundary between monarch and minister.

"Come back from Junpton Palace?" The ending was very soft, with an affirmative tone.

Wen Lin lowered her eyes and did not answer.

Impatiently, she clamped Wen Lin's chin and raised it. Visia's aura suddenly became fierce. She forcefully made Wen Lin raise her head and look directly at her, "Answer me, Your Excellency,"

Warm breaths brushed against her cheeks, Xun's skin was itchy, Wen Lin subconsciously avoided it, and replied in a low voice,

"Yes, from Princeton Court,"

The vague answer quickly disappeared in the deep night.

Punish her, conquer her completely.

This thought flashed through Vicia's mind.

Reason finally prevailed, white fingertips slowly brushed against Wen Lin's cheeks, Visia let go of her hand coldly,

"Your Excellency, this is not an example,"

Staring at the gorse pattern on the edge of the skirt, Wen Lin's chest suddenly heaved violently a few times, and her clear thinking gradually broke free from the chaotic and powerless blankness.

She hummed as a promise.

Slowly releasing her curled fingers, Wen Lin was silent for a while, and said, "Your Majesty Vicia, I will take you back to the White House,"

The White House is not too close to where Wen Lin lives. Visia originally wanted to have a more frank and strong relationship with Wen Lin, but she did not expect to meet her secretly with Tilia and his party.

Maybe walking together can ease the current tense atmosphere, Visia nodded expressionlessly.

Leaving the attendants where they were, Vicia and Wen Lin stepped into the garden one after the other.

The well-manicured garden is ingeniously constructed, and a wide variety of ornamental plants are planted in it, and because of the exquisite layout, it will not give people a sense of prosperity and clutter.

Looking absently at the scenery on both sides, Wen Lin didn't notice that Visia's pace gradually slowed down.

Unprepared, they bumped into Visia's back, and with a soft cry, the two stopped at the same time.

Turning around, watching Wen Lin's slightly sluggish forehead covering action meaningfully, Weisia laughed softly, "Your Excellency, why are you so restless and cramped tonight?"

The hazy moonlight sculpted Visia's intoxicating face, and Wen Lin's mind was once again filled with ups and downs of bewilderment.

She tightened the string called reason in her mind, and bluntly denied, "Your Majesty, your delusion,"

She chuckled a few times indifferently, Visia pursed her lips happily, and continued to walk forward, but deliberately slowed down, waiting for Wen Lin to catch up.

The royal court was very quiet at this time, the sound of slow water flow, the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, and the sound of Visia's steady footsteps were heard clearly.

Rubbing the center of her brows vigorously, Wen Lin closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again.

Looking at Visia again, his eyes regained restrained sobriety and calmness.

Striding to catch up, Wen Lin walked side by side with Vicia, and took out the white amaranth root powder that she had prepared during the day.

"Your Majesty Vicia, a small gift,"

It is a porcelain-white oval cake-shaped box, the texture should be some kind of stone, and it feels as warm as jade.

There are no extra decorations on it, and there is a sense of low-key luxury.

Wen Lin was the only one who picked this shell from the box of cosmetics that Bessie brought.

Wei Xiya raised her eyebrows lightly, and Visia was a little surprised, but she didn't show it on her face.

The small porcelain white box lay quietly in Wen Lin's palm, instead of dulling Wen Lin's skin, it looked smoother and more delicate.

The wide cuffs slid down with Wen Lin's movements, revealing a section of slender white wrist.

The well-proportioned muscle lines are not as fragile as ordinary noble ladies, and it can be clearly seen that there is a sense of flexibility and strength.

Her throat rolled down silently, Visia stretched out her sharp hand, and slowly clenched Wen Lin's palm from top to bottom, without taking it back.

Wen Lin froze and struggled, but did not break free.

Visia's hands were very soft, with a touch of warmth and moisture. Because of holding a knife all year round, Wen Lin's palm was covered with a hard and thin callus.

When the skins of the palms of the two touched each other, there was a burst of wonderful tactile sensations.

Wen Lin looked sideways, and Visia was watching her tenderly, her deep blue pupils seemed to be surrounded by soft fireworks.

She said softly, "Your Excellency, I still long for your unreserved loyalty. Is this a gift from you?"

The words of denial choked in her throat, Wen Lin's eyelashes trembled violently, and the wonderful touch of her palms touching her heart.

What sounded in my ears seemed to be the whispers of the devil, trying to pull people into their sinking desires.

During this period, Visia stood still very patiently, quietly waiting for Wen Lin's answer.

Not daring to look into Weisia's gaze anymore, Wen Lin slightly shifted her gaze away, holding on to her momentum,

"Long-term use of lead powder can cause headaches, nausea, loss of appetite, and general weakness. More serious cases may lead to fever or stroke. However, the medicinal powder I gave to His Majesty will not. It can really help skin whiten,"

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The author has something to say:

Wen Lin: I didn’t expect that hahahahahaha

After seeing your comments, let’s sort out the relationship line in this chapter. The foreshadowing in front of me has almost been revealed. The two people met from the beginning with the purpose of using each other. There is no one who is sorry for the other. At the same time, the two of them admire each other. As a modern person, Wen Lin has an independent and free soul, while Visia is tough and resolute in the era of extreme suppression of women's rights, and she is also the benchmark of independent women. Times are rare. On a certain level, they are all very lonely. To put it mildly, their meeting is the resonance of two extremely lonely souls. Maybe it’s because of some things I didn’t understand. The meaning of is also very vague, which makes you a little troubled.

Let me explain how Vicia used Wen Lin in the previous chapters. Don’t forget that Wei and Wen spent two months together at sea. Wei will definitely notice Wen’s secret. She is testing Wen and also trying to figure out what is behind Wen She is a queen who is in danger, not a domineering president who fell in love with Wen at first sight and can act recklessly, so at the beginning Wei was just taking advantage of her, which I personally feel is quite normal.

In the following plots, as Wen's more distinctive characters are revealed, Wei's thoughts are slowly changing. She appreciates Wen more and more. As mentioned in the previous article, Vicia knew that Wen and Sistine are related to each other. , She knew Wen Lin's identity as an undercover agent since she got off the boat, but Wei has been trying to lure Wen to turn against her. The reasons for this are both interests and personal emotional factors. The Queen is not a stone, she has a heart.

Maybe the writing is not so good, I am sorry to cause trouble to some little angels, and the same sentence, if you have any questions about the plot, you can ask them in the comment area, and I will reply when I see it.

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