Queen and Her Duke

The majestic white wall dormant in the twilight blurs the rough outlines, and the night wind sneaks into the council hall silently along with the swaying firelight.

Quiet and cold, Hanvers stood at the bottom of the steps, strictly adhering to the etiquette of his upright posture and meticulous, even every strand of hair stayed obediently where it should stay.

The queen has been silent for a long time, after she told her about the discovery of Shimu.

Hanfus checked the trade files of all the ships in Brunz as quickly as possible, and happened to find a record that someone bought two ships from the Berber Principality a few months ago.

In the torment of the harsh punishment and the temptation to forgive, the businessman who used it to blur his vision quickly confessed.

The ship was entrusted to him by the steward of Earl Russell's mansion.

The truth behind it is only one step away from surfacing.

The slender fingers holding the quill did not move, Visia's beautiful face was half hidden in the darkness, her eyes were lowered, and her cold and indifferent aura was elusive.

"Go and check the guard of the royal capital, Grandal, to confirm whether he has anything to do with the assassination,"

Grandal is the youngest son of the Duke of Sax. He was sent to be trained in the royal capital since he was a child. Half a year after Vicia came to the throne, he was appointed as the guard of the royal capital, responsible for guarding the security of the entire royal city.

This is the sincerity of the queen's trust in the Sachs family.

Vicia's voice was repressed and dry, and Hanvers was keenly aware of the sadness and anger of being betrayed hidden in the queen's dark eyes.

Thinking of Vicia's relationship with the Sachs family and Vicia, Hanfus felt a flash of clarity in his heart.

The most dangerous moment of competition before ascension to the throne was the Sachs family who provided the most help.

But obviously, what they support is not Her Majesty Vicia, but their own interests.

Anger, like a flood, is full of overwhelming power and urgently needs an outlet to vent.

After a long while, Visia slowly leaned back on the back of the chair, reason was pulling in her mind, something was gradually extinguished in her heart, and all emotions were instantly suppressed, leaving only a cold and resolute quiet side face.

"Recall Earl Eggers to the capital to take over Grandal's position,"

"Remember not to let anyone notice,"

Earl Eggers, a fanatical Protestant, a lunatic who dared to piss and dung outside St. Margaret's Church, was an out-and-out militant.

"Yes," Hanvers lowered his eyes, hiding the flash of surprise in his eyes, bowed and prepared to leave.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Mrs. Yaz walked in, her eyes swept over Hanvers,

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Wen Lin has gone to Yinhe Village,"

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze, Visia dropped the quill in her hand,

"Havers, are you the one who allowed her to act so boldly?"

A piercing chill oozes out from Vicia's calm tone, and the invisible sense of oppression instantly makes Hanfus tense up. He lowers his head,

"Your Majesty, it was my negligence."

A faint cold light flashed across the night cut off by the stone wall, Visia stood up on the cold table, and ordered forcefully,

"Mrs. Yaz, get the car ready, the sooner the better,"

"Your Majesty," Hanvers raised his head in astonishment after sensing Vicia's intentions, "You shouldn't have set foot in such a dangerous place. Have you forgotten the epidemic ten years ago?"

Ten years ago, an unknown disease swept through Brunz. In just one month, rotting corpses could be seen everywhere on the streets and by the country roadsides.

Even Ampton Palace, which was half-isolated from the outside world, did not escape, and almost all the maids in the castle died cleanly.

Weisia clearly remembered that she almost lost all contact with her mother during that epidemic. The old things left by the maid who served her mother either died or were burned.

Facing the fear and loneliness of death alone made her sleepless with nightmares every night.

Finally, the former cardinal Bishop Lumi proposed a method to control the epidemic.

Gather all the sick people together for diagnosis and treatment, do not allow entry and exit, and promptly burn the corpses and the items used by the corpses...

The powerlessness of being strangled by death all the time deeply shocked the survivors.

Afterwards, as long as a large-scale illness occurs, the royal family and the church will implement closed and isolated measures as soon as possible.

This effectively curbs the spread of the disease, but the price often needs to be paid is that there are very few people left in the epidemic area.

Even the patient's family members and servants who were very healthy at the beginning, this is the price they have to pay.

Thinking of Wen Lin, Visia's throat tightened, and her rationality told her that she shouldn't go, but the hasty and chaotic emotions in her body seemed to be screaming sharply around her ears.

With heavy eyes and no further hesitation, Visia quickly tossed off the robe on her body, looked at Yazi who was motionless, and said coldly,

"Mrs. Yaz, I don't want to say the same thing a second time,"

Like the swift wind, shrouded in a wide cloak, the horseshoes rushed to Yinhe Village in the dark night.

The iron-clad royal team moved in an orderly manner on the road, and the startled passers-by avoided far away. Awe, fear, and curiosity all fell on them.

And Visia had no time to take care of these things, she clenched her hands tightly on her knees, and a rare daze appeared in her eyes.

What if Wen Lin really walked into the epidemic area and contracted the disease?

Humphreys followed closely outside the Queen's carriage, and he could catch a glimpse of the Queen's sharp profile in the gap between the curtains of the carriage, which was very familiar but strange.

The lip line was straight, and Hanvers couldn't understand the queen's outrageous behavior tonight.

Thin stars hung on the sky and flickered, and among the outlines of the undulating mountains, a faintly flickering fire finally appeared.

The horse neighed, and after a long distance, Hanvers stopped the team.

A very common common sense in this era is that diseases are caused by invisible harmful gases invading the human body (this is wrong

), keep as far away from the epidemic area as possible, and be able to ensure safety as much as possible (this is correct).

Vicia stepped out of the carriage. Under the dim firelight, Wen Lin's figure was very blurry, but she still recognized her at a glance.

Similarly, Vicia saw the silver armored knights surrounding Wen Lin.

From the looks of it, she hasn't entered the epidemic area yet.

Exhaling lightly, the heart wrapped in the dullness under the breastbone began to beat steadily again, and the blood warmed the cold fingertips.

Looking over Wen Lin's head at the plague doctor behind her, Visia slowly took a few steps forward and appeared under the uncertain light of the fire,

"Bishop Lucchese, good evening," said the indifferent and majestic voice, spreading out a slight sense of oppression.

Turning her head suddenly, Wen Lin was taken aback immediately, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

Glancing at Wen Lin from the corner of the eye, Visia's deep eyes flashed quickly.

Walking away to one side, the leading plague doctor took off his beak mask, revealing a head of golden curly hair and a slightly immature face. He took the lead in leaning down gracefully, "Good day, Your Majesty,"

Tonight is really a wonderful night, Lucchese sighed in his heart, in the epidemic area that everyone avoids, firstly, there appeared a lady with somewhat similar diagnosis and treatment style as the instructor, and then Her Majesty Vicia appeared.

It's too weird to believe it's true.

Straightforwardly stating the purpose, Visia pointed at Wen Lin from afar and said, "I'm here to take her away,"

Unsurprisingly, he blinked, and Lucches waved his hand to let the silver armored knights disperse.

"Your Majesty, I have no ill intentions towards this young lady, but I have some medical issues that I would like to discuss with her,"

There was no unnecessary response, Visia only waved to Wen Lin,

"Wen Lin, come here,"

The unwavering voice and natural posture seem to be a domineering declaration of ownership of Wen Lin.

Wen Lin raised her eyes in a daze, as if a soft corner of her heart had been touched, it was neither painful nor itchy, but hard to ignore.

When she got closer, Wen Lin saw Visia's slightly messy blond hair and the tip of her nose that was frozen red by the evening wind.

In a trance, Wen Lin seemed to see an indescribable complex emotion on Visia's face, including anger, worry, and a little bit of irritability.

Unconsciously softening her tone, she whispered again, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

With a calm expression, Visia glanced at Wen Lin lightly, turned around and said, "Get in the car,"

Lucchese shouted behind him, "Your Majesty, please allow me to tell this lady that I am the Bishop of Lyle District. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely visit her."

Looking back, Wen Lin got into Vicia's special carriage somewhat reluctantly,

The royal carriage is exquisite and luxurious. The sides of the wooden frame are wrapped with leather, and the edges are stitched with linen lining and oily wax cloth. When you walk in, you can see the gilded woodwork and silk belts used for decoration in the carriage.

This is the second time that Wen Lin and Vicia have been in the same car, but this time the mood is completely different.

Some embarrassment, and a little uneasiness.

Did Visia come to Inn River Village because she was worried about her?

With this question circling in her mind, Wen Lin avoided Visia's scrutinizing eyes, and she pretended to be nonchalant and looked at the patterns in the carriage.

Silence hovered between the two of them, and time seemed to be getting slower and slower. Wen Lin could clearly feel the scorching gaze falling on her face, almost turning into substance.

Quietly moved to the side, Wen Lin was about to say something.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of Weisia's palm suddenly waving towards me, and subconsciously closed my eyes,

A gust of wind blew past Wen Lin's cheek, and his palm landed on the carriage behind Wen Lin's head.

There was a muffled sound, which must have been exhausted.

With the cold fragrance intruding into the nostrils and the beautiful face approaching in front of her eyes, Visia's entire upper body was pressed against Wen Lin's body.

Her eyes were no longer restrained and calm, and the anger poured unscrupulously in the narrow and cramped distance.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I hope this is the last time to solemnly warn you, don't be self-righteous, there are too many dangers that you cannot deal with alone,"

The skin on Vicia's face was cold, but her breath was hot. This alternating temperature made Wen Lin's spread fingers curl up again.

Stiffly don't start, Wen Lin slowed down her not-so-smooth breathing, and replied stiffly,

"Your Majesty Vicia, I have my own considerations in my heart, and I will not be so stupid and ignorant as to deliberately die,"

The evasion and seemingly indifferent attitude made Visia's anger burn even more violently.

With a sudden force, Visia pushed Wen Lin down on the soft cushion.

Under Wen Lin's shocked gaze, Visia slowly leaned over, struggling chaotically in her dark blue pupils, her slightly cold fingers strangled Wen Lin's slender neck again, but she didn't use any force.

The soft blond hair spread out on the side of Wen Lin's neck, and the red lips brushed against the sensitive auricles, a little weak and fragile,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, you should take my warning seriously,"

Visia's breath was overwhelming, and the inexplicable emotions almost instantly deprived Wen Lin of the room for rational thinking.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo, I like domineering me~

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