Queen and Her Duke

The queen's fierce counterattack caught everyone off guard.

The power of the Sachs family rooted in the capital was quickly uprooted, just like the blood washed away in front of the Royal Court Square.

The heavily armed royal knights on the streets searched for the shady people related to the Sachs family, and the dull and murderous atmosphere hovered over the royal capital, lingering and lingering.

Conspirator and vacillator, for the first time intuitively feel the unfathomable under the Queen's calm smile.

St. Margaret's Church.

The archbishop's clean divine robe was swaying on the ground, and his withered hands tremblingly prayed to the icon.

Things gradually turned to the worse side. On the tower of power, the Sachs family is the only supporter of the Catholic Church.

But they were defeated. This is a dangerous omen. The archbishop's old face was half hidden in the colorful shadows cast through the rose window. He murmured,

"God will issue a decree. The evil soul has bared its fangs. The judgment of the Holy See is about to break her skull and break her spine. She will die a miserable death in the fire."

Lucchese stood behind the archbishop, he raised his eyes and stared into the eyes of the god statue, with firm and cold, almost indifferent mercy.

He thought of Wen Lin in Yinhe Village. Will God choose to be on their side this time?

The doctrine he firmly believed in was shaken at this moment, and his heart was deeply painful and tormented.

The scriptures say that God will protect all faithful believers, but why did they fail five years ago, and they also failed five years later.

In the confrontation with Queen Vicia, they repeatedly ended in retreat.

"She is a truly wise monarch, she will end the division and turmoil in the Golan..."

Wen Lin's words pierced Lucches' eardrums sharply again, and he suddenly clenched the cross on his chest,

"Wen Lin, she drove away the disease and rescued the seriously injured Visia. She is qualified to become a white-robed priest in St. Margaret's Church,"

The archbishop's face changed suddenly, he turned around and asked sharply,

"A woman, a woman who is in league with fallen souls, Lucchese, do you want her to defile the Holy Court?"

Lucchese's hand was hidden under the wide robe, he met the archbishop's regretful gaze, and said word by word,

"She created a miracle in the village of Inn, and her reputation among the believers was like a raging tide. Even you have heard that she rescued the seriously injured queen, and her bravery in battle was like a god's help,"

Lucchese's voice suddenly became high, and he settled down, "She is a perfect tool created by God, we cannot push her to the royal court because of her gender,"

Under Vicia's deliberate attack, the church urgently needs to do something to consolidate its prestige, and Wen Lin will be an extremely suitable opportunity.

His face changed several times, and the words about absurdity and slander disappeared in his throat. The archbishop closed his eyes, his eyelids trembling uncontrollably. He compromised,

"God will forgive our helpless actions,"

Vicia was relieved by the church's tactful silence, and the ministers of the Privy Council were rejoicing for this victory in the White House Chamber.

Although thrilling, it regained the military power in the hands of the Sachs family and successfully won a respite for the subsequent Holy See trial.

All the ministers were discussing the next response plan nervously and orderly. Visia sat on the upper seat, bent her elbows to prop up her upper body, and listened quietly to their discussion, occasionally uttering a few key words.

She watched everyone quietly, with a faint smile on her face, which no one could see, and the bottom of her silent eyes was filled with raging gloom.

Wen Lin was still in a coma and didn't know when she would wake up.

After everyone had left, it was already time for the light to sink to the west.

In the empty council hall, the spirit Visia had been holding on to quickly weakened.

After Mrs. Yaz came in, Visia was able to help her stand up.

The other people in the distance from the government hall to the bedroom were pushed away, Visia couldn't lift her strength, so she had to rely on Mrs. Yaz to help her into the bedroom with a half-carried load.

Helping Visia to lie down, Mrs. Yaz skillfully changed her medicine and fed her soup.

After regaining some strength, Weisia looked at Autao beside the bed, and asked again, "Has Your Excellency Wen Lin woke up?"

Shaking his head, Yaz said helplessly, "No, the medical officers still said the same thing, as long as Your Excellency Wen Lin wakes up, everything will be fine."

Rubbing the center of her brows with her fingers, Visia said lightly, "Go and bring the paperwork that has been piled up these days,"

Mrs. Yaz wanted to persuade Vicia to rest earlier, but she finally sighed when she saw that she could only restrain herself.

It was another sleepless night, Visia took the medicinal soup at the side and drank it, her lips and teeth filled with the bitter taste of medicine.

She looked at the empty medicine bowl in a daze for a moment, today's medicine soup seemed extraordinarily bitter.

After regaining consciousness, Visia slowly moved towards the other side of the bed, stretched out her hand and clenched Wen Lin's wrist, feeling the clear warmth under her fingertips, and sighed softly,

"Your Excellency, you should wake up,"

In the early morning of the third day, Wang Ting's medical officers knelt in a large area outside the corridor.

Visia sat sideways on the chair in the bedroom, the square-neck dress covered with gold thread wrapped her graceful figure, the satin shawl tightly covered the wound under her neck, her rosy cheeks It is completely impossible to see that she was seriously injured by an arrow just a few days ago.

"Everyone, give me the exact time when Her Excellency Wen Lin wakes up,"

Her eyes were like the surface of a calm lake, and Visia's indifferent tone made it hard to hear any anger, but she was not angry.

Cold sweat oozes from the temples, and the medical officers replied tremblingly that they couldn't determine when Wen Lin would wake up.

Frowning irritably, Visia waved everyone away.

She sat down beside Wen Lin and took off Wen Lin's upper body

His fingertips lightly landed on the horrific scar on Wen Lin's right shoulder.

He raised his eyebrows, and his heart suddenly picked up.

She never expected that Wen Lin would be so desperate in battle.

The scene when Wen Lin questioned herself emerged in Weisia's mind, with her hurt and wronged eyes.

Thinking that it was because of Lucchese that Wen Lin decided to enter Inn River Village, Visia's eyes darkened quietly. She took the ointment from Dott and gently applied it on Wen Lin's wound, "Your Excellency , between us, maybe we can be closer than you and Lucchese, "

The person who fell asleep still didn't give any response, Visia simply stayed in the bedroom, quietly waiting for Wen Lin to wake up.

While her thoughts were drowsy, Wen Lin vaguely felt that someone was beside her, wiping her body, applying medicine to her, and the suppressed sigh falling into her ears.

Her chest seemed to be pressed by a huge rock, Wen Lin tried hard to open her eyes, but found that the pain in her chest became more and more acute.

wow~

Suddenly, Wen Lin suddenly spit out a few mouthfuls of blood from her sideways.

The sudden unexpected situation made Visia stand up in shock. She wanted to step forward to support Wen Lin, but she stretched out her hand in mid-air but suddenly retracted it, and hurriedly opened the door to let Dot, who had been waiting, come in. diagnosis and treatment.

Wen Lin's head was lowered, the blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth, and her distressed appearance was shocking.

She pushed Dot away who approached, her voice hoarse, "I'm fine,"

Then Wen Lin reported the names of several herbs and asked Dot to boil the medicine.

Wen Lin's medical skills are obvious to all, and no one will doubt it.

Standing on one side, Visia's body trembled uncontrollably. She stepped forward to hug Wen Lin, brought clear water for her to rinse her mouth, and smoothed Wen Lin's messy hair very naturally.

After the sharp pain in her chest subsided, Wen Lin came to her senses, and she checked her own pulse. To her, it was not a serious injury.

Spit out the bruise, and after a few days of recuperation, it will be fine.

Behind her was the familiar scent that gradually invaded. Wen Lin regained her composure and withdrew from Visia's embrace, "Your Majesty, just let the maid serve you."

Suddenly her body froze, Visia's eyes were as quiet as the endless night, she stood up and stepped back without showing a trace, her calm face seemed to have never been worried about Wen Lin, never had any concern for Wen Lin. Distressed,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I should thank you. If it weren't for you, maybe I wouldn't have won the victory so smoothly," with an attitude of neither far nor near like a monarch.

Frowning, Wen Lin showed a sarcasm smile, with a sarcasm, "Your Majesty, you have already arranged for reinforcements, and everything I have done on my own is just an insignificant point on your crown of glory,"

A few strands of blond hair fell silently, outlining Visia's increasingly cold outline.

Vicia knew that Wen Lin had misunderstood again.

With a helpless chuckle, Weisia looked at the white wall outside the window, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes,

"That's not the reinforcements I've arranged. They're not even trained troops. They're disguised civilians that Eggers hastily recruited. I sincerely thank you, Your Excellency,"

Pausing for a moment, Visia looked at Wen Lin who remained silent, her eyes flickered, and she said thoughtfully,

"Your Excellency, maybe we can try to be a pair of monarchs and ministers who trust each other. As you said, I have my mission, and you also have things you want to accomplish in Golan,"

Her eyes were a little messed up, but Weisia hid it well.

This was the biggest concession she could make for Wen Lin so far. Even if it was a deception, Visia couldn't bear any other intimate relationship between Wen Lin and Lucchese.

Wen Lin looked into Visia's eyes, and frowned unconsciously. The heart in her chest seemed to be stabbed by some sharp weapon, and it felt stuffy and painful.

After a brief hesitation, Wen Lin nodded.

For the next half month, Wen Lin was forced by Vicia to stay in her bedroom to recuperate.

He also gave a reason that Wen Lin couldn't refuse, that is, the wound on Visia's neck had deteriorated again.

Originally, according to Wen Lin's expectation, Visia, who had passed the dangerous period, would recover quickly from her injuries, but Visia, who was entangled in government affairs and unable to escape, obviously had no way to rest and recuperate her injuries.

Weisia had another two intermittent fevers, but Wen Lin's injury recovered very quickly, and even the scar on her right shoulder faded a lot.

During the day, Wen Lin could hardly see Visia. She often rushed to the Council Hall before dawn, and often did not come back until early in the morning.

Wen Lin has always been a light sleeper, coupled with the habit of being vigilant at all times, no matter how lightly Visia's movements are, Wen Lin will wake up.

For half a month, the gloom in Wen Lin's eyes became more and more serious. If this continues, Visia's body will only be slowly worn down.

One morning, when Vicia was about to get up, Wen Lin suddenly turned over and climbed onto Vicia's bed, pressing her under the soft velvet quilt.

"Don't go," was a low voice mixed with obvious anger.

The author has something to say: Happy National Day, dear children~

There is no second change today, and I don’t think there will be any tomorrow. I have to pack up and prepare to go back to my hometown. The car is the most convenient, but I am extremely motion sick~ I can only try my best tomorrow.

Now Wei thinks that Wen Lin is interested in Lucchese, so she is now deliberately covering up her possessive desire for Wen Lin.

My Wen's physique is super strong, ordinary physical damage can't cause very serious injuries