Queen and Her Duke

Sunlight passes through the stained glass, blending with the burning lights to create a classical and gorgeous oil painting texture.

The queen sits at the top, wearing a purple velvet robe that hangs down to her ankles, inlaid with gold and silver lace and luxurious gemstones, and the nobles at the bottom of the steps are all wearing red tight tops, paired with pumpkin trousers gathered at both ends, and her feet Stepping on the boots embellished with gold patterns fully demonstrates the luxury and status of the dress.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Wen Lin was a little surprised. When the maid asked her to change clothes, she thought she was going to take her to rest, but she didn't expect to bring her to the room where she was discussing.

There was food and wine on everyone's table, but they didn't seem to care about it, and the heated conversation didn't stop for a moment.

When Wen Lin was led by the maid to sit down at the end table, she did not attract the attention of the ministers. Only the queen, who had been silent and listening to everyone's opinions with a smile, glanced in Wen Lin's direction.

As soon as she sat down, Wen Lin was attracted by the aroma of the food.

During the period of her arrest, she only ate two meals, which were full of tooth-crunching bread and tasteless broth.

And on the table in front of you, there is a large plate of meat grilled until golden brown, a large plate of fruit, and a large bowl of vegetable salad.

Picking up the knife and fork, Wen Lin ate it unceremoniously.

The meat is a combination of sea fish and beef. The fruits include apples, cherries, papayas, etc. The vegetable salad is mainly cabbage and carrots, with a thick layer of vanilla-flavored cream cheese mixed on top.

Although it is far less rich and delicious than the eight major cuisines of Huaguo, in this era, it is considered a luxury food.

Wen Lin's eating speed was fast, but not vulgar. When Visia's eyes swept over Wen Lin again, she obviously paused for a few moments.

I saw that the barbecue and fruit on Wen Lin's table had been wiped out, and the vegetable salad she was concentrating on eliminating was about to bottom out, but her eating speed did not slow down at all.

Visia looked at the food in front of her with a pensive look in her eyes. The food on the table was usually enough for four or five adult men to eat together, but now Wen Lin ate it all by herself?

Vicia has never seen someone with such a big appetite, especially since it seems that she still has more to eat?

Waving to the maid at the bottom of the steps, Visia gave some instructions softly.

Everyone saw the maid bringing the barbecue from the Queen's table to Wen Lin's table at the end.

Regarding this little episode, the ministers exchanged glances tacitly, and the discussion continued, but they always inadvertently looked at the stranger Wen Lin who suddenly appeared here.

This is a small private gathering, and the ministers present here are all Protestant believers and staunch supporters of Vicia.

Before that, Wen Lin, who had no interaction with the ministers, attracted everyone's attention.

Wen Lin was indeed not full. She had never had a real rest these days. The continuous depletion of her body made her eager to replenish a lot of energy.

Looking at the newly served barbecue on the table, Wen Lin's clear eyes trembled. She didn't respond in any way, except to continue to deal with the food on the table.

But it was uncontrollable to think of Visia in her mind. When floating in the sea, Wen Lin heard many rumors about Visia.

It was rumored that in order to stabilize the throne, she moved among men from all over the world, but no one could really get her.

Rumor has it that she is ruthless, cruel and unscrupulous, even killing her own mother and mentor without hesitation.

According to the rumors, she is selfish, hypocritical, slick, and a devil who betrayed her faith.

There are mixed rumors about her, but no matter what era it is, there will always be more or less mysterious rumors about women who can defeat men and take the leadership position.

But Wen Lin had to admit that in some respects, she greatly admired Vicia.

After finishing the last piece of barbecue neatly, Wen Lin picked up the white wine on the table and took a big sip.

The mellow wine slipped into her belly, Wen Lin sighed contentedly, and met Visia's eyes unexpectedly through the blurred light.

She is smiling, with snowy skin, deep blue pupils, and a golden crown, just like the sun passing over the proud mountains, and like golden foam floating in the deep blue sea.

The queen who succeeded to the throne at the age of 20 did not show fatigue due to the waste of trivial political affairs. On the contrary, five years of time have precipitated her immature face into a majestic charm.

Wen Lin put down her wine glass, her heart skipping a beat.

She deliberately shifted her gaze to the ministers who were sitting under the throne.

The minister on the left is about 45 years old, with black hair and black eyes, and a trembling gray beard. When he talks to the queen, he looks peaceful and calm, giving the impression of a wise patriarch.

The minister on the right looked younger and more outspoken, with a loud voice, and the queen, who often made funny speeches, laughed with the other ministers.

But as the topic deepened, the atmosphere unknowingly became dignified.

"I'll let the youngsters of the Sistine know what a real man is, the Queen of the Golan who dares to come before even hair grows,"

"If you want to interfere in the Golan's internal affairs and occupy the Golan's territory through marriage, I'm sorry!"

"Forgive me for saying one more thing, the Catholics in China are eyeing them, and we are now powerless to fight against either Fasser or Sistine."

"..."

Wen Lin listened attentively, and quickly sorted out the ins and outs of the debate among the ministers.

Golan is an island country located in the northwest of the Europa continent, across the Strait of Dover from Sistine and Fasse.

The Golan has always been at odds with these two countries.

Especially the relationship between Golan and Fasser can be called a blood feud.

Now that the Golan is weak, Fase stationed troops on the border of the Golan, eager to try to occupy the territory of the Golan. As a last resort, the Golan could only seek help from other countries.

The condition for Sistine to help the Golan is that Vicia marry Prince Philip, the cousin of Queen Sistine, and promise to rule the Golan with him.

Everyone knows that this is a red.bare.A naked conspiracy to force Vicia to submit.

Wen Lin couldn't help but wonder how Visia, who had always been strong in front of her, would handle this matter.

The ministers are still discussing heatedly, but the solution to the matter seems to point to a way of marriage.

Resting her chin on her fingers, Visia always had a calm smile on her face. Occasionally she would show a thoughtful expression, but she never showed a trace of bewilderment or uneasiness.

It seems that he has already made a decision on this matter in his heart.

More and more ministers began to watch Visia, waiting for her to give a clear answer.

The queen who had been silent all this time made them very uneasy. They were afraid and expected that Vicia, who was known for her decisiveness in politics, would come up with some shocking ideas.

But obviously, Vicia let them down this time.

"I make my own decision." The wind blew Visia's robe, and she stood up, smiling indifferently, as if she didn't care about her own marriage.

Her gaze passed through the glass and fell on the overlapping rough stone wall outside, and did not look back until the courtiers dispersed.

And every minister who passed by Wen Lin's side looked at her again and again with strange expressions.

Wen Lin's face remained calm all the time, she stacked the plates on the table and pushed them aside without changing her expression.

"Do you usually eat so much?" Visia asked suddenly.

"Ah," Wen Lin was momentarily at a loss for words, she thought, if she hadn't been starved by you for so long, she wouldn't have eaten so much.

"No, it won't,"

"Hahahaha," Visia changed from her dullness just now, and laughed briskly. She walked down the steps, walked slowly to Wen Lin's desk, and asked,

"Your Excellency, although this is presumptuous, I still want to ask, are you full?"

"You're full, Your Majesty, are you usually this boring?" Wen Lin silently rolled her eyes in her heart, and countered bluntly.

This was a rude attitude completely different from hers, but there was no anger on Visia's face.

The ambiguous eyes outlined Wen Lin's face, Visia said softly, "If you can continue to win tonight, I promise to release your subordinates without charge,"

"I believe His Majesty can do what he says," Wen Lin smiled, and slowly closed her lowered hands, responding quickly.

However, a hint of malice quickly passed the corner of Visia's lips, and she continued,

"But there is an additional small condition, Your Excellency, I need you to help me kill a man, the second knight of the Holy Empire, Livona."

"You'll see him on the field tonight,"

"Don't reject me,"

Weisia suddenly leaned over, stretched out her index finger to touch Wen Lin's lips, her gentle voice seemed to be whispering to a lover.

The Catholic Church is the Holy Empire. They have countless loyal believers on the Europa continent. In addition, they also have powerful knight orders in various countries.

In the eyes of the people, it is the embodiment of light and glory, judging all the evils in the world.

But for the Protestant Golan, it was a source of unrest and threat.

Every effort must be made to eradicate it as soon as possible.

Wen Lin lowered her eyes slowly, covering the waves in her eyes in time, and moved back a certain distance.

But the heat on the lips did not subside, on the contrary, it became even more scorching.

Pretentiously picking up the wine glass and sipping it on her lips, Wen Lin was silent for a long time, she looked up at Visia and said, "What if I can't beat him?"

"Either he dies, or you die. There is no third choice."

Weisia frowned slightly, she straightened up, and resumed her lofty posture, with a faint cold light emitting from her blue pupils.

It seems that the ambiguous and charming just now never existed.

Laughing for some unknown reason, Wen Lin began to bargain as a matter of course, "Your Majesty, if I win, I demand that in addition to releasing my subordinates, I will also grant us the status of legal Golan Freedmen,"

"I accept your request," Vicia smiled, looking at Wen Lin expectantly.

If she can achieve her own goals, she will never be stingy and show the generosity and kindness of the monarch.

"You are indeed ruthless, cruel, and unscrupulous, as the rumors say." Wen Lin licked the wine from the corner of her mouth, and the darkness filled her pupils a little bit.

"Your Excellency, I never deny them," Weisia was startled, but quickly returned to normal.

She gracefully lifted the hem of her skirt, her steps were not chaotic at all, and Shi Shiran disappeared from Wen Lin's sight.

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Vicia: If you eat so much every day, I may not be able to support you