Queen and Her Duke

Ampton Palace, also known as the Summer Palace, was the place where the royal family used to escape the summer heat.

The castle has been in disrepair since Queen Bonnie was imprisoned for treason 22 years ago.

After two years of confinement, Queen Bonnie was officially sentenced to beheaded when Visia was five years old.

Since then, Vicia spent 15 long years in captivity in this gradually deserted castle.

The Thame River meanders by, surrounded by lush meadows, and further away is densely luxuriant tall trees.

Weisia stood by the river, staring at the rough giant in the distance, calm and cold.

The Royal Hunting Garden is not far away, where members of the royal family and nobles can play and entertain at any time.

Half a month later, the royal court will arrange for the Sistine delegation to go hunting in the Royal Hunting Garden, and only then will they begin to renovate the castle.

This is the first time Visia has returned here in the five years since she ascended the throne.

Looking at Vicia who had been silent for a long time, Francis reminded,

"Your Majesty, after the night comes a dawn full of hope, but those who sink into the night have no chance to see the dawn,"

Visia raised her chin to face the sun, her eyes were a little stinging, and no one noticed the fragility flashing across her calm face.

"Francis, I always remind myself that a knife hangs high above my neck,"

With a calm and resolute tone, no one could hear a trace of fear.

Francis vaguely thought of how she was a frightened and cowardly girl when she was taken out of here.

Francis smiled, and returned to a dignified expression after a while,

"Madley has received news from the Holy See that the Pope of Canterbury is about to send three cardinals to initiate a trial by the Holy See against you by taking advantage of the flood in the south of the Golan and the death of Livorna,"

The trial of the Holy See is a powerful weapon used by the Catholic Church to attack all monarchs who do not obey the orders of the Holy See.

In the records of the past 200 years, the result of the trial by the Holy See was either that the monarch was kicked out of the throne and sent to the guillotine, or the monarch lowered his head, went to the holy court in a humble way to ask for forgiveness, and offered countless gold for atonement treasure.

"Francis, you knew this day would come. They have endured it for five years. The three cardinals are more cautious than my father,"

With a playful smile, reflected in the deep blue pupils, Visia's tone was very flat, she slowly walked a few steps towards the river bank, and then asked about the deployment of the eastern coast,

"Can the navy re-equipped with 30 Golan gold coins be able to withstand the joint attack of Sistine and Fasser? Even if it is only half a month,"

The Golan navy is weak and lacks experience in naval warfare. Even if it is replaced with more elite weapons, it is difficult to predict its performance in battle.

Francis shook his head sadly, "I'm afraid they can't even resist half of the pirates,"

"Pirates," Visia said suddenly, with silent rippling in the corners of her cold eyes, after a few moments of pondering,

"The battle game between the Royal Knights and the Holy Knights was just two months later. The location was changed to the Strait of Dover, and Wen Lin was appointed as the commander of the Royal Knights,"

A battle of this scale is almost the same as a real battle. The soldiers of the two sides go on the field, stabbing and hacking with real guns and real swords. Death often happens in the battle. Money to redeem oneself*2.

More important than winning or losing is the symbolic meaning of victory.

The royal court needs a powerful army, and the knights who fanatically worship power are the best candidates for the army to absorb.

But compared to the Royal Knights who have been defeated repeatedly, the knights are obviously more willing to join the Holy Knights of the Holy See.

"You're taking risks, Your Majesty, she's not trustworthy," Francis said, shaking his signature beard, disapproving.

In Francis' view, Wen Lin's origin is unknown, she acted frivolously and boldly, and lacked sincerity in allegiance to the royal family.

Weisia thoughtfully, raised her eyes and showed a smile,

"Francis, let me remind you that the huge wealth that relieves our immediate needs is provided by Your Excellency Wen Lin, whom you don't trust,"

"That's what she robbed," Francis said with his eyes widened, unwilling to refute.

"But what she snatched was the Holy See's tribute ship, and the enemy's enemy is an ally,"

Francis was speechless, with a breath in his chest. He had no ill intentions towards Wen Lin, but his cautious habit forced him to think more.

Just when he was about to say something far-fetched to persuade Vicia, there was the sound of splashing water in the river.

It's Wen Lin.

Both Vicia and Francis were very surprised.

The surrounding guards raised their spears and flintlock guns, and quickly surrounded him as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, why are you here?"

The deep pupils were a little gloomy, and the river wind turned up the cold and dangerous emotion in Visia's eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

Standing motionless, with water dripping down her body, Wen Lin remained silent.

The atmosphere froze for a while, and Francis' face sank like water. What he said just now were all secrets that would cause turmoil. If Wen Lin had been lying in ambush here early in the morning to eavesdrop...

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, she lacks discipline and restraint. She must go to Yat Tower to stay for a while longer,"

Holding the long knife in her hand tightly, Wen Lin was like a statue made of stone, unmoved.

Her eyes darkened, Visia raised her hand and flicked in the air twice, signaling the guards to disperse.

She looked at Wen Lin, restrained her arrogance just now, and slowly approached her.

Francis followed Vicia, trying to stop her, but Vicia walked very firmly, step by step, and soon came to Wen Lin.

Raising her hand to brush away the long wet hair on Wen Lin's face, her unusually pale face was completely exposed to Visia's eyes, and her tightly knit eyebrows looked a little weak and tired.

Wen Lin looked at Visia with empty eyes and silence.

As she got closer, Weisia could smell the strong smell of alcohol on Wen Lin's body that was hard to ignore.

She looked very embarrassed, her long hair was messy and disorderly attached to her neck, the robe on her body was crumpled and folded, and even the silk thread at the neckline was broken. When she lowered her head, Visia could see Wen Lin's beautiful collarbone The soft ravine below.

Suffocated, Visia quickly looked away, and took off her long cloak to wrap around Wen Lin.

When her hand touched Wen Lin's skin, it was icy cold, without the warmth of a living person at all.

The sharp long eyebrows were tightly raised, and Visia immediately called the maid over, "Go to the castle immediately and prepare hot water and clothes."

I don't know how long Wen Lin has been soaking in the river, Vicia has mixed feelings in her heart.

The river water in this season is extremely cold, and there is a method of torture in the Yate Tower, which is to strip off the prisoners and throw them into the icy river water.

Long-term hypothermia will make prisoners feel the fear of dying, and prisoners who often refuse to confess, often cannot survive in the water for one night, and will become cold corpses.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, are you drunk?" Vicia asked with a frown.

Wen Lin's silent reaction was very strange, but her clear eyes did not seem to be drunk.

Still no response.

Reaching out her hand to her forehead, and rubbing it calmly, Visia sighed lowly, directly grabbed Wen Lin's wrist, and dragged her towards the castle.

Visia shivered for a moment, clammy and grateful, but she didn't let go of her strength at all. She could clearly feel that Wen Lin's movements were very stiff.

"Francis, you go back first, I will stay at Hampton Palace tonight,"

Francis, who was following behind, glared at Wen Lin angrily. Whenever she was mentioned, the queen would always become stubborn and would not listen to any advice.

"It's just a pirate," Francis strode towards the carriage, comforting himself unwillingly.

The castle, which has completed preliminary repairs, still smells of damp and decay.

Vicia took Wen Lin straight to the room on the second floor, where a fire had already been lit on the fireplace.

The firewood crackled and burned, releasing the dry and warm pine aroma.

Signaling the maids to stop outside the door, Visia closed the door, dragged Wen Lin to the warm fireplace, and threw her a large piece of clean cotton cloth.

"Change clothes,"

Even if it is caring, it is still a gesture of command.

Water dripped down the wet robe, and soon formed a pool of water on the ground.

Looking at the beating flames, Wen Lin rolled her eyes, her stiff body began to soften, she picked up a cotton cloth to dry her face and hair.

Seeing Wen Lin start to cooperate, Visia slowly stretched out her bent fingers. If Wen Lin didn't cooperate, she really didn't know what to do.

But Wen Lin obviously didn't intend to keep cooperating. After wiping her face and hair, she continued to stare at the flame.

The little patience was quickly worn away, Visia touched Wen Lin's shoulder, her voice restrained, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, why don't you change your clothes?"

Looking back coldly, Wen Lin replied stiffly, "Go out,"

There was a moment of sluggishness in her expression, and Wen Lin's sudden indifference and tough attitude caught Visia off guard, and slight cracks began to appear in her calm expression, she turned around quickly, and walked out quickly.

Seeing Visia rushing out with an ugly expression, the maids outside stepped forward to ask if something happened.

Quickly recovering her elegant demeanor, Visia shook her head and asked the maids to prepare the sober soup.

Standing outside the door, Visia lowered her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

The maids standing outside the door looked at each other in blank dismay. The Queen rarely lost her composure in front of them. They lowered their heads tacitly, and at the same time reassessed Wen Lin's position in Vicia's heart.

Estimating the time, Visia pushed the door open.

Wen Lin raised her eyes following the voice at the same time, and their eyes collided in the air.

"Your Majesty Vicia," Wen Lin spoke first, her voice hoarse.

"Your Excellency, the hot water is ready, it's time for you to take a shower," Visia leaned against the door frame, expressionless and indifferent.

Holding the long knife and standing up, Wen Lin walked up to Visia with an expression on her face, staring at her without blinking.

Wen Lin was slender and taller than Visia, and the nightgown originally prepared for the queen was a bit short on her.

Not knowing how to react for a while, Weisia stared at her blankly, her forehead was full, her nose bridge was not as tall as that of a Golan, her black hair fell limply on her shoulders, her black eyes were warm and dark, when she looked at her , without the slightest edge, like a defenseless cub.

And her behavior at this time seemed to be showing intimacy to herself.

The scorching breath blew over her cheeks with the smell of alcohol, Visia's eyelids trembled, and she leaned back slightly, not deliberately, "Take Your Excellency Wen Lin to the bathroom,"

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, please follow me,"

The maid slightly bent her knees, took two steps forward, and spread her hands to one side, signaling to Wen Lin.

Wen Lin glanced sideways, but was still standing in front of Visia, motionless.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little weird, Weisia looked at her, and didn't move for a while.

Wen Lin had been staring at her intently, not intending to leave at all. Under the stalemate, Visia had no choice but to compromise, "Come with me,"

The disorganized Wen Lin made Visia a little annoyed and annoyed. She didn't notice that Wen Lin who was following behind her was a little staggering.

Suddenly, a cold hand stretched out from behind and firmly grasped Weisia's hand.

One cold and one hot, the hard and thin calluses are a bit harsh.

It is a familiar touch.

The temperature in her palm rose rapidly, Vicia paused, she suddenly felt that Wen Lin's hand was burning.

Resisting the urge to pull her hand back, Visia quickened her pace, and she could clearly feel the unspeakable heat spreading from her chest to the side of her neck, and then to her ears.

Even her breathing seemed to start to become hot.

Obviously the distance was very short, but when Visia walked to the door of the bathroom, a thin layer of sweat had already oozed from her forehead.

Standing still, withdrew her hand quickly, Visia subconsciously avoided Wen Lin's sight, and ordered her bluntly, "Go in, take a shower,"

Wen Lin looked at the empty palms and walked towards the bathroom, her slightly stunned expression seemed to be aggrieved.

When Visia was about to turn around and leave, Wen Lin suddenly reached out to wrap her arms around her waist, and led them into the bathroom together.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, Wen Lin closed the door and quickly locked the lock the moment Vicia took him into the bathroom.

After a few moments of dizziness, when she came to her senses, Visia had been pressed against the wall by Wen Lin, her strong right arm was around her waist, and their upper bodies were tightly attached to each other.

"Wen Lin," Vicia reprimanded heavily, unable to hide her anger,

The maids outside the door opened their mouths wide and froze on the spot in astonishment. After realizing it, they didn't dare to yell loudly, but stood cautiously at the door and asked,

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

The shame of being suppressed.Shame and anger rushed towards Visia like a wave, and she pressed Wen Lin's shoulder hard, trying to push her away.

But Wen Lin held her tightly, even though Visia tried her best, she couldn't break free.

There was a faint light at the end of her eyes, Visia closed her eyes, turned her head towards the door, and ordered a little discouraged, "I'm fine, you guys go to the kitchen to prepare some food, don't come near here,"

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away outside the door, Visia felt a little less ashamed.

Wen Lin stared intently at Visia's face with a confused expression, as if she didn't understand why Visia had such a violent reaction.

She said firmly, "You too. Wet. "

After a pause for a while, she continued, "You also need to take a shower,"

Vicia's body was also wet when she touched it just now.I wanted to change clothes after Wen Lin went to take a bath, but who would have thought that...

She moved uncomfortably, Visia tried her best to restrain her anger, now Wen Lin was overbearing and stubborn, and could only follow the persuasion.

Softening her voice, Visia coaxed, "You wash first, and I will wash later. It is not etiquette for two people to wash at the same time,"

Taking a half step back, Wen Lin seemed to let go of her hand.

And just when Visia was about to take a breath, she was caught off guard and turned over and pressed against the wall. Her cheek was pressed against the rough wall, causing a tingling sensation from the friction, and the clear sound of fabric tearing rang in her ears.

The next moment, the eyes were covered with something and tied behind the ears, and a warm yellow halo could be vaguely seen.

"Your Majesty, this will not be out of etiquette,"

When sight is lost, all other senses are sharpened.

Weisia was a little flustered, and she violently broke away from Wen Lin's hand, trying to pull the cloth strips on her eyes.

But Wen Lin was faster than her, firmly clamping her in her arms, fumbling to untie the lace of the complicated bell-style skirt.

To Visia, this was undoubtedly a blatant humiliation.

Her body trembled slightly, and the moderate force on her back was undoing her clothes.

My mind seemed to be filled with thick fog, my head was a little swollen and painful, and my breathing became short and messy.

Biting Wen Lin's arm unwillingly, Visia struggled again, but Wen Lin's restraining posture made it impossible to use force.

Soon, Visia lowered her head, leaning on Wen Lin's shoulder and panting.

The struggling movements made Wen Lin's hands move faster, and after a while, a sudden cold breath invaded every inch of Visia's body.

His body stiffened suddenly, and water slipped from the end of his eyes.

Without giving Visia time to breathe, Wen Lin picked her up and gently put her into the bathtub.

The warm water flowed over her shoulders and neck, and Visia shrank back instinctively, clinging to the wall under the bathtub.

The breath with a strong sense of oppression gradually moved away, and the sound of slow water flowing and the rustling of undressing came from my ears.

The muscles all over Weisia's body were tense, and there was a slight spasm in her calf.

Crash, it was the sound of Wen Lin entering the water.

Inevitably, Visia thought of the strange feeling of Wen Lin's hand brushing her body just now.

Slightly hot, a little itchy, with a dense tingling sensation.

It's weird, but...

Shameful thoughts popped up in her mind, and Visia's blood boiled all over her body.

She took a small mouthful of breath, and realized later that no one was imprisoning her now.

Except for the gentle sound of water, there was no sound for a while.

Weisia moved her stiff body, and gently tore off the cloth strips from her eyes.

Without warning, Wen Lincibai's body came into view.

Wen Lin's eyes were also wrapped in cloth strips, and she was shaking gently with the water flow and her long hair. Crystal drops of water fell from her delicate chin, and half of her face was as beautiful as the first blooming winter flower. roses.

Weak, stubborn, revealing an untouchable coldness like snow.

On the surface of the water, the sparkling water is shaking, and the beautiful lines and gullies under the water surface are looming with the water light, which is hard to control.

Closing her eyes abruptly, Visia re-tied the cloth strips as if guilty.

Her heart was beating fast, Visia swallowed with difficulty, and she began to deliberately make splashing sounds,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, can you now answer why you are here?"

After a few breaths of silence, just when Visia thought Wen Lin would not answer, her voice came over,

"Someone wants to grab my knife and kill me,"

This was an answer that Visia couldn't think of anyway. She clenched her fingers subconsciously. Apart from the church, Visia couldn't think of any other possibility to push Wen Lin into such a predicament.

But why did Wen Lin drink so much alcohol?During this time plus the two months at sea, in Vicia's impression, Wen Lin only had a sip of wine at the banquet.

When at sea, Vicia once asked her, are you a pirate who doesn't drink alcohol?

When Wen Lin answered at that time, drinking alcohol would affect the agility of her thinking. At the same time, she was prone to drunkenness, and she would get drunk after two more sips.

Thinking of this, Visia twitched her lips helplessly.

Wen Lin is different even when she is drunk.

If she didn't know her to a certain extent, Vicia would definitely think that she was pretending to be drunk.

Vicia didn't think much, and then asked, "Why do you drink so much, you are not a person who will indulge yourself,"

Unexpectedly, Wen Lin didn't answer this question, she suddenly moved.

The water splashed during the walk, Visia clearly felt that Wen Lin was approaching her.

Straightening her back, Visia clings to the edge of the bath, what is Wen Lin going to do?

Breathing quickly again, when the warm and delicate touch came from the arm, Visia was so startled that she wanted to jump up.

Shengsheng held back his exclamation, and there was a sore feeling in his throat, Visia forced himself to calm down.

After realizing that Wen Lin hadn't made any other movements, Visia stretched out her hand to touch it. It turned out that it was the soap that Wen Lin handed over.

"Thank you," Visia took it over, her whole body couldn't help but feel hot, and her heart was slowly filled with strange and subtle emotions.

This is my own private bathroom, so I only prepared a piece of bath soap.

So both of them have to use the same bar of body soap.

It was too intimate, and the shame that had faded suddenly reappeared.

Visia trembled slightly, and the small piece of bath soap slipped from her hand.

Her mind went blank, Visia rubbed her slightly slippery palm, and without knowing what to think, she slowly approached the middle of the bathtub, trying to retrieve the dropped piece of soap.

Stepping on the ground, Visia immediately fell into the water, and the water quickly covered her head.

What was terrible was that a sharp cramping sensation suddenly came from her calf, and she couldn't stand up immediately due to the pain.

Struggling greatly in the water, the cloth strips on her eyes slipped off, and the feeling of suffocation on the verge of death impacted Visia's rationality.

In a daze, she saw a vague figure swimming towards her, and the next moment, she was pulled out of the water, and the air re-entered her lungs.

"Your Majesty Vicia, are you alright?" The tone was a little hesitant, and there was obvious worry in the words.

Just when Wen Lin was about to tear off the cloth strips from her eyes, Visia's knuckle-boned hand held down her hand first.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, don't pick it off,"

Weisia coughed a few times feebly, she rested her head on Wen Lin's shoulder, her voice was thick and nasal.

Wen Lin's hand went around her arm, tightly surrounding her.

This is an extremely intimate gesture.

Warm, soft and creamy, it is a strange crisp that makes people tremble.numbness.

Her throat slid down, and Visia closed her eyes a little guilty. She could even clearly feel the numbness climbing from the tailbone to the spine, and finally flowing through the whole body along the skin texture.

Maintain a tight fit.With an ambiguous distance, the two remained silent.

After she regained her composure, Visia pushed Wen Lin away without hesitation, and said in a cold tone, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, you stand here, I've finished washing, and you can come out after I leave,"

Wen Lin's reaction was indifferent, she stood in the middle of the bathtub, and gently exhaled, "Okay,"

Walking out of the bath almost in a hurry, Weisia dried her body in a panic, got dressed, and left here as if escaping again.

After Vicia left, Wen Lin tore off the cloth strips from her eyes, and there were large patches of red around her eyes.

She shook her head and walked out of the bath, as if after taking a bath, her head began to feel a strong sense of dizziness.

After getting dressed, Wen Lin staggered back to the previous room with a fireplace, following the memories of when she came.

This is like a room dedicated to enjoying the scenery or chatting. The windows are wide open and decorated with transparent glass. The charming scenery outside the castle can be seen at a glance. There are no unnecessary sundries in the room, only a fireplace and a few Zhang collapsed.

Lying down on the low bed next to the fireplace, Wen Lin's remaining consciousness gradually became drowsy, and soon fell asleep completely.

After Visia left the bathroom, she immediately came to the top floor of the castle.

A cool breeze blew, Visia supported the arch column with one hand, and the unstoppable heat from her body gradually calmed down.

No one has ever been so ignorant and presumptuous.

It's not knowing the so-called humiliation, it's a blatant provocation.

Sporadic anger was burning in Visia's eyes, she wanted revenge, Visia thought firmly.

However, when Visia went downstairs, Wen Lin disappeared, and none of the maids knew where she had gone.

After thinking for a while, Weisia walked to the second floor. As expected, Wen Lin was by the fireplace, and she was already soundly asleep.

After serving the prepared hangover soup and signaling to the maids not to come in, Visia closed the door and slowly sat down beside Wen Lin.

At this time, Wen Lin's eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks were flushed, Visia stretched out her hand, and before she touched her forehead, she felt a scorching heat.

Her eyes darkened, Visia touched Wen Lin's forehead, then her neck and wrist.

The temperature was very hot, Wen Lin was like a cooked crab at this time, every inch of her skin was bright red.

A little disturbed, it seemed that some kind of confusing emotion weighed heavily on Vicia's heart, and most of her thoughts of teasing Wen Lin disappeared immediately.

Putting down the hangover soup, Visia walked out quickly, and ordered the maid to hurry back to the palace to invite Doctor Dot.

Visia knew everything Wen Lin did in the castle. Herbs were used to treat diseases, roses were used to make lip balm, grass roots were used to make face cream...

Because of the relationship between Wen Lin and Dot, Visia subconsciously chose Dot.

When she realized it, Visia was a little taken aback.

She clearly felt that her current state was too strange, and she always seemed to be influenced by Wen Lin invisibly.

This is obviously not a good thing for the monarch of a country.

She should have been independent from everyone, seeing clearly the interests that everyone was seeking, and then using them to achieve her own goals.

Compassion and compassion should not have appeared.

This cluster of weak flames mixed with personal emotions should be extinguished firmly.

Breathing slightly stagnant, Visia stopped looking at Wen Lin who was on the bed, and walked out of the castle as if evading.

Looking at the bright and dark clouds in the distance, Visia's chaotic eyes returned to calm silence.

She is the monarch of the Golan, and she can only think and act for the Golan.

Until the four-wheeled carriage brought by the royal court drove into the castle, Visia did not go back.

She stood outside the castle until dark.

Mrs. Yaz came along with Doctor Dott, and she immediately arranged everything in the castle in an orderly manner.

When the moon appeared in the sky, Mrs. Yaz walked up to Vicia,

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Wen Lin has woken up, and it seems that the wine is also sober, and is waiting for you in the main hall,"

Weisia's heart skipped a beat, her eyes flickered, "It's not a fever, it's just because you're drunk?"

"Yes, Your Majesty,"

After getting an affirmative answer, Visia breathed a sigh of relief, and she walked into the main hall slowly, her eyes hidden in the shadows were thinking about something.

Food was placed on the long wooden table, and warm yellow fireworks were burning on the chandelier overhead, illuminating the main hall very brightly.

Seeing Visia walking in, Wen Lin bowed her head in salute, never looking up at her.

It is a deliberate avoidance.

Wen Lin slept all afternoon, and after waking up, those unspeakable fragments appeared in her mind intermittently.

The most important thing is that these fragments are not continuous, Wen Lin doesn't know which step she has made.

He took off Vicia's clothes as if he wanted to die, and the bath was naked.Fruit entanglement...

Wen Lin really had no memory of what happened in the end.

Wen Lin knew at a very young age that she was prone to drunkenness. After abusive exercise by her master, she still didn't change anything. Later, even her master gave up.

So she has never indulged herself in alcohol.

But the only exception was when she was hunted down, and she was hunted down very skillfully.

Wen Lin clearly remembered that after jumping into the Taim River, those people jumped in without hesitation and chased after her.

The river upstream of Wangdu has not been polluted and is very clear. It is difficult for Wen Lin to get rid of them from a long distance.

This is a tug-of-war that tests physical strength and endurance.

With the aid of the icy river water, Wen Lin's drowsy alcoholism subsided a little, and in a turbulent vortex, Wen Lin struggled to get rid of them.

But he didn't expect to meet Visia when he went ashore.

Wen Lin only had sporadic fragments of what happened afterwards,

While eating dinner stiffly, Wen Lin was choked once because of being lost in thought.

Visia was sitting opposite, with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

Wen Lin glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, but she couldn't see any anger.

The calmer she became, the more uneasy Wen Lin felt, her temples throbbing.

She mechanically cleaned up the food on the plate, and after putting down the knife and fork, she turned her head away uncomfortably, just not looking in the direction of Visia.

Wen Lin had never shown such obvious embarrassment and panic, even when she was being interrogated in Yate Tower, she was elusive and indifferent.

Immediately thinking of revenge, Visia took a sip of her wine and said calmly, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, you offended me very rudely today,"

Her body froze, Wen Lin turned her head as if she was dead, "Your Majesty, you can do whatever you want with me,"

With a chuckle, Vicia said meaningfully,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, you have already made a promise. You swore in the bathroom that you will always bow your knees to me with the deck of the ship, the trim of the shield, the shoulder of the horse, and the blade of the sword*1, and never betray you. ,"

Visia deliberately bit the word bathroom.

Wen Lin tried her best to maintain the calm on her face. The word "bathroom" instantly evoked a charming scene in her mind. She lowered her eyes, and her thick eyelashes cast two crescent-shaped shadows under the eyelids, covering the chaotic eyes. thoughts.

"Your Majesty, if I really made a promise, then I will unswervingly fulfill it,"

Being able to make such a promise, Wen Lin vaguely guessed that she should have achieved the last step.

Anxiety flooded her cheeks, it was too sudden, Wen Lin resisted the thought of asking clearly, silently thinking about the plans that might need to be changed in the future.

Although she kept avoiding Visia's gaze, the determination in Wen Lin's words just now made Visia startled.

She suddenly didn't want to expose this funny lie.

The short meal time seemed like a long torment to Wen Lin.

When Vicia put down the knife and fork and walked upstairs, Wen Lin's tense shoulders and neck relaxed a little.

But obviously Visia didn't want to let him go so easily, leaning on the railing, Visia had a soft smile on her face, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, I need your help,"

There was a weird but ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them, Visia obviously didn't want to give Wen Lin a chance to calm down and think alone.

She brought Wen Lin into her bedroom, and the soft and large bed seemed to exude some kind of silent invitation.

Wen Lin froze in place, feeling a little embarrassed on her face.

She definitely didn't intend to do such shameless things to Visia, now that she is sober, if she is asked to...

She couldn't do it, and she didn't even think about struggling.

Weisia didn't notice Wen Lin's sudden change of expression, and walked directly to the wooden box placed in the corner.

When it was opened, it was a familiar oil painting.

A small hole seemed to be opened in her heart, and a small ray of warm sunlight penetrated through. Visia picked up the oil painting and brushed it slowly and cherishingly with her fingertips.

There was moisture in her eyes, Visia blinked quickly, suppressing the sadness in her heart.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, hold this painting for me,"

no respond.

Visia turned her head strangely, only to find that Wen Linzheng was looking at her bed with a strange expression, in a daze.

Thinking of everything that happened today, it is not difficult to guess what Wen Lin is thinking at this time.

The tight lip line suddenly bent, Visia stepped lightly, and quietly appeared beside Wen Lin,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I'm already very tired, and I don't need your service tonight,"

Facing Vicia's approach, Wen Lin took a big step back almost instinctively, embarrassment and shame flashed across her face.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, can you hang up this oil painting for me?"

It was because I was thinking too much, obviously I lost control after drinking.

But seeing Vicia's indifference, Wen Lin panicked for no reason.

She took the words from Vicia's hand, and asked where it needed to be hung with her eyes.

Vicia pointed to the wall on the left, "Hang in the middle on the right,"

Wen Lin walked over and hung the painting as she said, but Weisia seemed dissatisfied with Wen Lin's hanging position and asked her to adjust the position of the oil painting.

This teasing game lasted for nearly an hour, and Weisia refused to stop until Wen Lin was sweating profusely.

Perhaps out of guilt, Wen Lin cooperated very well with Visia's teasing.

Her eyes were faint, full of restraint and tolerance.

Weisia was tired of teasing, and lost interest. She took out the paintings in the wooden box and wiped them clean one by one, and asked Wen Lin to hang them on the wall.

The woman in the painting is always the same person, Wen Lin had a vague guess in her heart.

Until Visia took out a double painting, depicting a scene where a woman and a little girl are playing.

With the general outline and some features, Wen Lin confirmed her guess.

The woman in the painting is Queen Bonnie, the second queen of the previous king, and the little girl is Vicia.

Fumbling for the protrusion on the back of the oil painting, Visia turned her over suspiciously, and after seeing the content on it clearly, Wen Lin's eyes widened in disbelief.

[The interstellar civilization died at the end of the collapse of the universe,

I fled across eleven galaxy dimensions,

Finally landed on the pulse of the earth civilization trillions of years ago,

She is full of ignorance, oppression, darkness, disasters...

I know I'll raise my sword for it,

My body will end in nothingness,

But the spirit of civilization will never disappear,

Justice, equality, liberty, order...

I will fight for this, now and always. 】

What surprised Wen Lin the most was that the inscription after the poem was Gunnevere, and Gunnevere was Wen Lin's mother in this world.

This is something that can never appear in this era.

Even in Huaguo in the 21st century, the content described in the poem is too unimaginable.

Soon after discovering Wen Lin's abnormality, Visia walked over, and when her eyes glanced at the little poem, a trace of darkness flashed across,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, is there anything wrong with this poem?"

"Your Majesty Vicia, do you know the content of this little poem?"

"Yes, my mother once told me,"

"What is it?"

Vicia was silent for a while,