Queen and Her Duke

Reason precedes emotion and grabs Wen Lin's thinking.

"Your Majesty, is this a compliment? Or is it something you came up with to deceive me again?"

The bottom of Wen Lin's eyes shone with multicolored fragments of light, interspersed with shallow and hard edges.

Looking at her carefully, Visia found that Wen Lin's eyes seemed to lose some warmth, and raised her eyebrows slightly, she said slowly,

"Your Excellency, why did you say that?"

"That night at Hampton Court, nothing happened, did it?"

After being silent for a long while, Visia suddenly smiled lightly, not at all flustered by being exposed, but a little bit of playful interest,

Wen Lin, who suddenly became tough and alienated again, seemed more like she was trying to cover up, in Weisia's view.

She walked up to Wen Lin and raised her hand to lift a strand of hair that was hanging down, but Wen Lin sideways avoided her.

With her hand in the air, Weisia was startled, and she retracted her hand with a calm expression. She stared intently at Wen Lin's face,

Her eyebrows are slender and long, with a strong color, and the color of her pupils is pure black. The darkness is endless, and when she is immersed in the cold, it seems that people are in the snow and ice of the plain.

There was a slight playful luster in the bottom of the eyes, Visia said meaningfully,

"Your Excellency, you seem to regret that nothing really happened that night,"

Taking a deep look at Visia, Wen Lin retorted in a calm and low tone, "Your Majesty, is self-righteousness a quality that a monarch should have?"

Wen Lin couldn't deny that Visia belonged to the type of woman she admired very much. She was unyielding, full of wisdom, and under her delicate and beautiful appearance, her every move carried a calm and charming spirit.

But this doesn't mean that she will go through fire and water for her just like countless servants of the queen.

Her arrogance has never been inferior to Vicia.

Wen Lin is a person who will be stubborn after clarifying the logic. At least for now, she and Vicia should not be too close.

She should carefully abide by the boundaries of mutual use.

Wen Lin's clearly resisting words and actions dimmed the smile in Visia's eyes. She turned her head and looked over Wen Lin's shoulder to the eagle house behind.

"These unruly eagles can only learn to obey after suffering,"

The calm tone quietly sparked a little spark between the two of them.

Pursing the corners of her mouth, Wen Lin looked up through the gaps in the vines wrapped around the wooden frame above her head. The clouds were floating on the vast blue sky, and there seemed to be a sharp eagle howling through the clouds and fell into her ears.

Pursing her lips indifferently, a stiff breath seemed to spread in the air, Wen Lin retorted tit for tat for the first time,

"Your Majesty Vicia, I have never been a tame eagle, and the painful torture will never make me bow my head willingly,"

The face that has completely faded from the smile is like an ice edge hanging high in winter, and the cold temperature flowing into the pupils.

The unyielding gazes of the two tore and collided under the bright sunlight, entangled with an even more icy cold temperature.

Bessie and Namer were standing not far away with their whole bodies stiff. They lowered their heads and listened to Miss Wen Lin's rebellious words in disbelief. These words could lose their heads at any time.

Their bodies trembled slightly, and they begged in their hearts in horror, hoping that His Majesty Vicia would not punish Miss Wen Lin.

The breath was slightly chaotic, Visia looked away first, and suddenly leaned close to Wen Lin, her lips were pressed against Wen Lin's ear, the calm statement was intertwined with demagogic power,

"Your Excellency, it was never my intention to be tough with you,"

The breath on the side of the ear slowly diffused the ambiguous taste, Wen Lin lowered her eyes to cover up the momentary trembling, she took a step back,

After thinking quickly, Wen Lin decided to take the opportunity to express her request, "Your Majesty, I want the freedom to enter and leave the royal court at any time, and there is also a piece of territory near the royal court,"

Scissoring her hands behind her back, Weisia looked at Wen Lin thoughtfully, unable to hide her surprise.

Her lips moved, "Why?"

Weisia couldn't help but reflect that her connivance was not obvious enough, or she simply wanted to escape from the royal court.

Looking back at Visia calmly, Wen Lin was silent for a while before saying, "Your Majesty, you have government affairs that need to be dealt with every day, and I also have things that I want to do,"

A trace of vigilance appeared in Visia's unfathomable dark blue pupils in an instant, and the moment she swept towards Wen Lin, it brushed against that slender neck like a sharp blade.

But soon, the wind that came and went without a shadow disappeared without a trace.

She walked out of the beast garden, and agreed quietly, "Yes, but you must bring a team of Royal Knights with you,"

With the lessons learned from being hunted down last time, Visia's cautious attitude is not difficult to understand, and Wen Lin has no reason to refuse.

It went smoother than I imagined, and it seemed that her dull heart began to relax slowly, Wen Lin trotted after her.

"Your Majesty Vicia, thank you," thanked you naturally.

Wen Lin didn't realize that Weisia's pace suddenly froze for a moment at the moment she thanked her.

Vicia couldn't help thinking in her heart that maybe she used the wrong way to get along with Wen Lin.

Bessie and Namer, who witnessed the whole process, had difficulty describing the complex emotions in their hearts. They switched quickly between extreme fear and sudden relaxation, and their hearts couldn't stop beating.

They looked at each other, and they could see the unquenchable astonishment in each other's eyes.

Her Majesty Vicia didn't show any signs of anger. Did Miss Wen Lin always get along with Her Majesty Vicia like this?

The few people walked silently all the way, and Wen Lin followed Vicia very consciously, and sent her to the gate of the White House again.

Just when Wen Lin wanted to say something to her to relieve the dull atmosphere, Brown appeared.

"Your Majesty, Miss Wen Lin," Brown came panting, saluted meticulously, with a cautious tone, he was a little annoyed, why did he find Her Majesty Vicia when he approached?

Also.

"The distilling apparatus has been brought in, just outside the kitchen,"

"Distillation tool?" A slightly puzzled look fell on Wen Lin's face.

He sighed helplessly, obviously Brown came at the wrong time.

Wen Lin had no choice but to answer, "I asked Mr. Brown to help find the distillation tools and transport them to the royal court."

With a calm expression, Visia pointed out sharply, "What do you want to use the distillation tool for?"

With the previous convictions of face cream and rose lip balm, Weisia guessed without any effort that Wen Lin might be doing something novel again.

"Alcohol," Wen Lin replied.

It is a completely unfamiliar word, Vicia repeated it several times,

"Is it a kind of wine that only exists in the East?"

A low laugh slipped out of her throat. Seeing Visia, who had always been unpretentious, fell into a ignorant state of seeking knowledge, Wen Lin's mood improved a little unexpectedly.

Smiling and shaking her head, Wen Lin took the initiative to invite Vicia,

"It's not wine, it's a substance extracted from wine liquid, which can play unexpected effects. If Your Majesty is interested, you can go and have a look."

After a slight pause, Weisia and Wen Lin turned and walked towards the kitchen.

The distillation tools being brought in could be seen from a distance, Wen Lin was a little excited, she quickened her pace, and walked to the distillation tools.

From the appearance alone, it is more sophisticated than Wen Lin imagined, and the bath steamer among the modern distillation tools has appeared.

Brown has built a simple stove under the steamer, and now the only thing missing is the wine.

"Mr. Brown, would I trouble you to fetch a cask of the strongest wine from the wine cellar?"

Subconsciously turned his gaze to Visia, only to see the latter nodded slightly before Brown went to arrange for someone to fetch the wine.

Because of Weisia's unexpected arrival, the servants outside the kitchen were all evacuated.

Now only Vicia, Wen Lin, the winemaker, Brown and a servant beside Brown are left in the empty field.

After getting the wine, Wen Lin was so busy that she had no time to care about other people. While discussing with the brewer, she tried to make some modifications, such as temporarily adding a simple cold water tank outside the serpentine pipe to cool down.

Pour the liquor into the steamer, Wen Lin sniffed it, it was gin.

It may be because the distillation technology is not yet fully mature, the wine liquid is not clear enough, some impurities can be smelled in the wine aroma, and the aroma is not sweet enough.

Turning on the fire to heat up, Wen Lin asked the most critical temperature control question,

"How can the temperature be controlled within the optimum purification range,"

The wine maker at the side picked up the ladle placed on the side, sprinkled some water on the outer wall of the steamer, pointed to the two dark lines on the steamer,

"When the water drop falls between these two lines and disappears, it means that the most suitable temperature has been reached. If it is higher than the upper line, it means that the temperature is too high. If it is lower than the small surface line, it means that the temperature is too low. ,"

Before that, Wen Lin had been worrying about how to accurately control the water temperature without a thermometer.

Unexpectedly, there must be a way for the car to go to the front of the mountain. The old winemakers on the continent of Europa have their own way.

During this period, Wen Lin cooperated with the brewer very tacitly. After about an hour, the liquor from the first distillation had been collected.

The liquor distilled from the first pass still has some variegated colors.

After cleaning the steamer, Wen Lin repeated the distillation steps again.

Repeated many times, Wen Lin didn't stop until the oozing liquid became transparent.

Brown watched Visia, who had been left on the sidelines, with trepidation. She stood quietly and listened carefully to Wen Lin's conversation with the brewer, showing doubts from time to time.

Seeing no signs of danger, Brown breathed a sigh of relief.

The eyes that fell on Wen Lin again became indescribable. Brown thought to himself, the only one who dares to take His Majesty Vicia aside for granted and not let her get angry is probably the only one in front of him.

After spilling the final product on the ground, Wen Lin picked up the burning firewood and approached it.

Immediately, the liquid on the ground burned rapidly. After it was extinguished, Wen Lin knelt down and touched it. Her fingertips were dry, leaving no excess water droplets.

This shows that the extracted alcohol concentration is at least 90%, and then add distilled water to control the concentration at about 75% as much as possible, and then you can get 75% alcohol with the best bactericidal effect.

Wen Lin's happy mood was very obvious, Visia tapped casually with her hand hanging on one side, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Seemingly infected by Wen Lin's smile, she smiled along with her.

It seemed that Wen Lin hadn't shown such a bright smile for a long time since she came to Golan.

Her heart seemed to be plucked by fluttering feathers, and the fire was beating in her eyes. No one noticed how gentle Visia looked at Wen Lin at this time.

The usual arrogance and determination were gone, and the already outstanding face silently overflowed with a gentle and delicate demeanor.

When the eyelashes tremble slightly, they are charming and affectionate.

The author has something to say: Vicia: Your Excellency Wen Lin, do you love me?

Wen Lin: I love you, but I love science more

Putting the trial of the Holy See and the bombing of the tower together, of course I was required to have a little bit of military power before it again~

Wo Wen: Am I finally going to stand up?