Queen and Her Duke

"I regret your indifference to your injury, but it is clear that your ill-advised actions have the potential to put you in danger again,"

Frowning, the suppressed but unable to vent emotions seriously affected Wen Lin's demeanor and tone.

Calmly adjusted her sitting posture, Visia raised her eyes to Wen Lin,

"Whether the injury is good or bad is up to you, isn't it?"

The queen's cloak slid down, she leaned back slightly, her chin tilted slightly, her calm tone was filled with arrogance and confidence.

There is still one day left before Grandal swings the knife.

Wen Lin moved her hand hanging on one side, and frowned unconsciously. Strictly speaking, she had no position to reprimand Visia.

Those black eyes that seemed to be covered with ice and snow quietly looked at Visia for a moment, but remained indifferent.

Wen Lin didn't believe that Weisia would let her injuries go unnoticed in order to get angry with herself.

However, this time, Wen Lin guessed wrong, and Vicia didn't allow any of the maids to approach her until dusk fell again.

Even when Mrs. Yaz came in to persuade her, he scolded her out.

The burning brazier made the air dry and hot, and the heat kept rising in the stalemate between the two.

Anxiety that was getting thicker and thicker like the night was deposited in Wen Lin's eyes, her lips moved, and then stopped suddenly.

In the end, Wen Lin remained silent, walked up to Visia, reached out and waved the paperwork in her hand, and began to change the medicine.

The movement was a bit rough, Visia let out a soft cry of pain, Wen Lin's breathing also stopped for a moment, and when she moved again, she unconsciously became lighter.

A smile rolled from the depths of her pupils, Visia stretched out her hand and gently hooked Wen Lin's chin,

"Your Excellency, you are angry for me, listen, your heartbeat has also lost its steady rhythm because of me,"

The cool fingertips slipped from the chin along the neck, and finally stopped on the chest. Following Wen Lin's posture of changing the medicine, Visia slowly moved towards Wen Lin's cold face, her voice suddenly dropped,

"I am also a fang in the mouth of a wild beast, and I was not for a moment out of it,"

Visia was laughing, but there were tears at the end of her eyes.

"You are a lunatic," Wen Lin shouted, faint anger and sourness flashed alternately in Wen Lin's eyes, and she returned to calm in an instant. , your heart is as hard as steel,"

"For a monarch, this is a compliment," Visia smiled silently. She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around the back of Wen Lin's neck, her fingers entangled with her long, smooth black hair.

Her body froze, Wen Lin changed her medicine without changing her expression, she got up and was about to retreat, but Weisia grabbed her by the collar.

Vicia pulled Wen Lin towards her, buried her face in the crescent of her neck, and let the breath of peace overwhelm her breathing,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, do you hate me because of my concealment and use?"

The hot and humid breath lingered around Wen Lin's neck, her heart tightened, and her fingers curled up.

Fumbling and pressing the back of Vicia's hand, Wen Lin wanted her to let go, but found that the strength in front of her neckline was inexplicably astonishing.

She took a slight breath, and in the next moment, suppressed emotions burst out from the depths of Wen Lin's pupils. She leaned against Weisia's shoulder and pressed her down on the soft pillow irresistibly.

The rapid and warm breath quickly rose and fell in the silent air.

"Let me guess, when will you get tired of playing this ambiguous trick," Wen Lin restrained Visia condescendingly, her tone contained resentment that she hadn't noticed.

She carefully looked at the pale Visia, and softly uttered words that could easily touch the nerves,

"You need me, because of my special features, I can plunder wealth, kill Livorna for you, drive away diseases, and even all the secrets in me that are useful to you,"

"You can't wait to know everything about me, and after I lose my use value, you will start thinking about how to get rid of me?"

"Just like you get rid of chess pieces that are no longer useful,"

"Am I right? My dear sire,"

Wen Lin no longer forbears, no longer backs down, there is something horrifying in her eyes.

She was engulfed by that unexplainable emotion that took away all her calmness and restraint, and she did not hesitate to lift the fig leaf between the two of them in the sun.

Visia looked up at Wen Lin, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes abruptly, and opened them again, her voice was extremely calm,

"I am a monarch and a woman at the same time. I am not born to be a vicious snake and scorpion. I can cry, laugh, hurt, and grieve..."

"The position below me determines that I will fight for the Golan for the rest of my life. It is my life's mission to lead it to glory and immortality. Even if it is full of emptiness, ignorance, decay, and blood, this process is long and difficult. I am destined to suffer countless times. The reprimand and betrayal of others, but I never thought that you were among those people, "

"Your Excellency, I admire your talent, your talent, I give you trust, I give you tolerance, I am never stingy, I hope you can go forward with me, maybe sometimes I am not honest with you, but I have never Withdraw the hand that reaches out to you, even at this moment,"

The air fell into silence again, and the eyes of the two intertwined and collided in the air, inseparable.

She can always refute herself, convince herself, and even deceive herself with irreproachable reasons.

Wen Lin let go of the movement in her hand for an instant, she bent down suddenly, and her fingers slid along the corners of Visia's eyes to behind her ears, covering those two thin lips almost without any hesitation.

Strong, fast, without the slightest retreat.

It seems to vent, but also seems to be willing to indulge in madness.

Repeatedly tossing and grinding between the lips and teeth, from soft outlines to out-of-control rubbing, like snowstorms, and like flames, sweetness and bitterness spread on the tip of the tongue together.

Chaotic breathing, unspeakable chaos.

Thin red eyes, tip of tongue

There was a sharp pain, and Wen Lin pulled away suddenly.

Weisia was panting lowly, her eyes were blurred with water, and there were traces of being swept on her slightly swollen lips.

Wen Lin lowered her head again, smoothing out those few strands of hair gently and meticulously. She looked at Visia with deep black eyes, without a trace of light.

"Your Majesty Vicia, I don't resist this ambiguous trick, but you have to pay something to convince me,"

Crack ~ a crisp slap.

The bloody smell between her lips and teeth suddenly became stronger, Wen Lin turned her head away from the beating, she licked her lips, and suddenly sneered.

The pain and short-term suffocation caused by the arrow wound made Visia feel dizzy. She closed her eyes filled with complicated emotions, and she didn't want to look at Wen Lin anymore. She said coldly, "Your Excellency, get out."

Staring at Visia's face for a short while, Wen Lin turned and opened the door, motioned Mrs. Yaz to take care of her, and strode out of the White House.

The palm print on Wen Lin's face was obvious, Mrs. Yaz's throat moved, and her eyes suddenly became condensed.

Holding the long knife, Wen Lin walked out of the White House, not knowing where she was going for a while.

She walked aimlessly to the outermost battlements, overlooking the dark outline of the building under the night.

A day later, there will be a tragic battle in Wangting Square.

Visia has never mentioned the matter with Wen Lin. She doesn't know the strength of the two sides and the odds of winning.

The wind hovering over the rough city wall shook off a bit of worry, but thinking of Francis' confident appearance, Wen Lin shook her head in self-deprecating manner.

Turning around, Wen Lin looked around at the stalwart castle behind her. As the Queen's residence, Wehmint Castle has multiple curtain walls, and there are tall arrow towers all over the castle. It is often a well-equipped castle. Even in the case of disparity in strength, it can hold back the enemy for several months.

Besides, the Sachs family has already entered the game, and Ivecia's fierce methods should not give them a chance to counterattack.

Slowly rubbing her fingers along the criss-crossing stone patterns on the stone surface, Wen Lin was thinking in a mess in her mind, and stood on the battlements with the cold night wind until midnight.

To Wen Lin's surprise, Mrs. Yaz found her.

Holding Vicia's cloak in her hand, she climbed onto the battlements and put the cloak on Wen Lin's shoulders,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, no matter what happened between you and His Majesty, you should go back and rest,"

The oppressive atmosphere in the royal court did not relax because of Visia's sobriety. On the contrary, there was news that His Majesty was dying. Yaz knew that something bloody and sinful would happen soon.

And Wen Lin is Visia's guarantee before she fully recovers, even if Visia doesn't mention it, Yaz will come to her.

From Yaz's point of view, Wen Lin is like a bow ready to go, no sleepiness can be seen on her face, she seems to be in a state of abundance all the time.

But how could people not need to rest? Mrs. Yaz was a little worried. She always felt that Wen Lin might collapse at some point without warning.

Wanting to say no, Wen Lin didn't want to go back to the White House for the time being, she felt depressed.

"Miss Wen Lin, Her Majesty Vicia asked me to come to you. You have experienced her stubbornness before."

As if he had expected Wen Lin's reaction, Yaz moved Visia out.

Confused and helpless, there seemed to be some warmth on the cloak, Wen Lin lowered her eyes and said, "Let's go,"

After returning to the White House, Mrs. Yaz did not follow Wen Lin into Visia's bedroom.

In the huge room, there were only two people left.

Visia was half-sitting on the bed, the dim light poured down and shrouded her face, the pair of blue pupils looking over seemed to be the same as before.

Calm, without waves, without any trace of other emotions.

As if nothing had happened between them, and she didn't even linger on Wen Lin for a moment, she quietly flipped through the book in her hand, as if there was no such person as Wen Lin in the room.

Wen Lin stood at the door without approaching. After a long silence, just as Wen Lin was about to leave.

A steady and low familiar tone sounded, "Your Excellency, what is your relationship with Bishop Lucchese? Ordinary friends, or more intimate friends?"

She was stunned for a few breaths, Wen Lin didn't understand why Visia mentioned Lucchese at this moment.

She didn't hide her surprise, and said, "Ordinary friends,"

Putting down the book in her hand, Visia had a very shallow smile on her lips, with a hint of scrutiny,

"Your Excellency, since you left the royal court last time, you have been rushing non-stop to the brewery to make alcohol and send it to Yinhe Village. Regardless of your own life and my obstruction, you have decided to step in to treat the disease,"

Visia's chest rose and fell, and she waited for a while before continuing, "I don't mean to blame at all, you just need to tell me frankly, is it related to Bishop Lucchese that you must enter Inn River Village?"

The author has something to say: Wen: Yes, there is nothing wrong with it, I just want to save him, and then cheat him!

There will be no second update tonight, let’s make up a [-]D stamp tomorrow~