Queen and Her Duke

Showing your vulnerable side has always been a taboo for all rulers.

Viscia didn't answer, and Wen Lin didn't ask any more questions, just quietly waiting for Viscia to calm down.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Lin felt that Visia carefully pressed her face against her hair, and she whispered,

"Your Excellency, nothing happened,"

Only then did Wen Lin turn her head to look, Visia's eyes were a little red, with a lingering gleam of water, as if she was waiting for someone to kiss her away.

Her throat rolled slightly, Wen Lin lowered her eyes, and gently embraced Visia, "All suffering will eventually pass,"

Wen Lin is not good at comforting people, she couldn't guess what made Visia lose her composure for a while, so she simply said something in general.

This sentence made Visia suddenly happy, yes, everything will pass, and she will get rid of this powerlessness sooner or later.

Tentatively kissing Wen Lin's face, seeing that she didn't avoid her, Visia backed away contentedly, and instead pulled Wen Lin to the desk, talking about the treatment of the Holy See.

The Dalam Dalam Cult is dead, and the remaining few Red Clothes Cultists, except for Lucchese, none of them are true believers who strictly abide by the teachings.

"I am going to elect the Church of Lucchese as the new church leader of the Golan,"

The touch on the cheek was itchy, soft, and her face was a little red, and Wen Lin's cold palm seemed to become hot because of Weisia's closeness.

Thinking for a moment, looking at Visia who smiled genuinely because she didn't hide, Wen Lin smiled, and her suddenly tense body slowly relaxed.

If it makes Vicia happy, it seems that a kiss is fine.

Following Vicia's words, "The Lucchese priest is indeed the only candidate, especially since he has already expressed his intention to transfer to the royal court,"

Wen Lin just turned her head to the side, and she could smell the faint fragrance from Wendovishia's body, which smelled very good.

Unknowingly, the two got closer.

Lucchese's change came suddenly, but it could withstand scrutiny. Wen Lin thinks it should be related to the truth of the year.

But either way, it's a good thing.

After the trial, the Holy See will be further suppressed. Originally, the royal power could not intervene in the selection of the new red-clothed Dashijiao, but hearing Weisia say that she is so sure, she should be very sure.

It seems that most of the obstacles to taxis lying under Visia's feet have been cleared away, and the next step is stable development.

While Wen Lin was in a daze, Visia continued, "You will replace Lucchese as the Red Priest in the Diocese of Sol,"

"Me?" Wen Lin raised her eyes in surprise.

There are only five priests in red in the entire Golan, who are the true leaders of the parish. The land, income, and population in the parish under their jurisdiction are all owned by the priests.

Strictly speaking, the power and status of the Red Priests is no less than that of the Duke who is second only to the Queen

With a faint smile, he stretched out his hand to gather Wen Lin's loose hair behind his ears, and accidentally touched Wen Lin's lips with his fingers, both of them paused,

Visia's eyes flickered, and she said, "You are the only priest in white robes in Sol Parish, and you are promoted to the priesthood in red clothes, which is justified."

Such a large piece of fat, whether it is the church or the nobles, are staring at it.

It is more reassuring to be taken by Wen Lin than to fall into someone else's hands.

Seeing that Wen Lin didn't answer, Visia pinched the back of her hand, pointed to the map of Table Mountain, and said, "There is a large piece of land in Sol Parish next to your current territory. If you want to do something later, it will be more convenient. "

Wen Lin and Vicia mentioned that they want to reform agriculture, which in the words of the Garden of Eden means deep plowing to increase production.

After achieving results, it is inevitable to expand the scale, and with the land of the parish, everything will go much smoother.

Visia thought of all these things for Wen Lin.

Nodding subconsciously, what Visia said was correct, just as Wen Lin came back to her senses, she saw Visia's face approaching her lips at some point.

The scorching breath was sprayed on the face one after another, Wen Lin turned her head a little uncomfortably, and changed the subject bluntly,

"Your Majesty, I'm hungry,"

Climbing up to the top of the tower was a physical effort, and Wen Lin hadn't eaten since last night, and her empty stomach was cooing cooingly at this moment.

Weisia was taken aback for a moment, then laughed dumbly.

He wanted to order the maids to prepare food, but was stopped by Wen Lin first.

"The kitchen tosses and turns and only cooks the few dishes taught, I will go there myself,"

Wen Lin originally thought that after learning how to cook, the kitchen would try new dishes on her own, but after eating so many meals, what Wen Lin taught each time was served that day.

After such a long time, Vicia should be tired of eating.

Visia stood up with Wen Lin, she nodded lightly, "Let's go,"

This posture is to go to the kitchen with her, Wen Lin smiled helplessly, and did not refuse.

After a thrilling half a day, Vicia didn't have the mind to deal with political affairs anymore, and she didn't need to worry about the rest of the matter, Francis and William would handle it properly.

When they walked out the door, they realized that the rain had stopped.

The heavy dark clouds in the sky are fading, and the bright sky light emerges from the clouds, and the green plants washed by the rain appear more green.

Wen Lin followed Visia with her hands behind her back, and her eyes fell on the patchwork layout of the garden from time to time.

Thinking of the greening in Yinhe Village that hadn't been considered yet, Wen Lin thought of Mr. Zhuge's Eight Arrays.

With just a few stones, Wu Guoda general Lu Xun was trapped inside. Using modern theory to explain, it is to use acoustics, mechanics, and psychology at the same time.

Just like a person walking in the middle of the night on a barren mountain, if he strays into a slightly complicated terrain, and because of the environment at that time, the fear in his heart is increased, it will be very difficult.

There may be a situation where ghosts hit the wall. If they encounter tombs or ghost fires again, they will probably lose their direction completely like headless chickens.

The terrain on the outskirts of Bruns is very flat, and Yinhe Village is no exception. If the village can be centered and an eighth map can be set up, the concealment can be enhanced, and it will be convenient for Wen Lin to make various attempts in the future.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin walked up to Visia with great interest, and told her about the origin of the Eight Arrays.

Deliberately slowing down his pace, he walked side by side with Wen Lin.

The principle is not difficult to understand, and can be compared to the psychological tactics used in interrogating prisoners.

But the eight-array diagram Wen Lin mentioned is obviously more practical.

The two asked and answered, but they also explained the doubts to the same extent.

The distance that was supposed to be not far away was dragged down by the two of them for almost an hour.

Mrs. Yaz followed behind with a group of maids. The maids bowed their heads in a proper manner, but Mrs. Yaz silently clenched her hands.

Obviously, the two of them walked well one after the other before, but why did they come together again.

From a distance, Mrs. Yaz could clearly feel the intimacy and ambiguity shown by Vicia and Wen Lin when they interacted.

Clenching her heart tightly, Mrs. Yaz became more and more uneasy.

The Queen's future husband will soon be visiting Golan and staying in Bruns for several months to develop a relationship with the Queen.

Although they only have a nominal marriage contract now, in order to appease the Holy Court, the queen had to deal with Duke Philip.

If it is within these few months, the news that the Queen likes women will break out.

Oh~ Mrs. Yaz covered her mouth, not daring to think about it.

Seeing the smile on Visia's face, Yaz turned around and drove all the other maids back.

Mrs. Yaz thought somewhat fortunately that no one except herself knew about the more intimate behavior between His Majesty Vicia and His Excellency Wen Lin. As long as it was done more secretly, it might not be noticed.

Or should she remind His Excellency Wen Lin?

Under Mrs. Yaz's tangled eyes, Vicia and Wen Lin walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen steward was extremely attentive and brought everything Wen Lin needed. Mrs. Yaz, with the idea of ​​not letting others notice anything strange, unceremoniously drove everyone out of the kitchen, including the steward.

In the huge kitchen, only Vicia and Wen Lin were left looking at each other.

Mrs. Yaz's movements were quick, and she completed all the movements when Wen Lin found out the flour and Visia lowered her head to help.

"Since there is no one, then His Majesty can only stay and help,"

Wen Lin curled her lips, blinked her eyes, her face was vivid, which made people's hearts soften.

Weisia, who had never cooked food herself, was a little curious, but also a little itchy, she nodded and agreed.

The first dish is shredded chicken in cold salad. It doesn’t need many condiments, salt, sucrose, and some flavoring seasonings are enough.

When Wen Lin was doing things, her hands and feet were nimble, and her sword skills were especially beautiful.

Before Vicia could react, the shredded chicken and shredded carrots were already prepared. After that, the eggs were made into egg skins and then shredded. Finally, Wen Lin made the soup and mixed it up.

In fact, Visia couldn't get her hands in the whole process, so she simply leaned on the only chair in the kitchen and watched Wen Lin intently.

It seemed that no matter what Wen Lin was doing, whenever she showed such a concentrated expression like now, she was especially attractive.

Noticing that Vicia seemed to be doing nothing, Wen Lin pushed the flour with water and the shredded chicken in Vicia's direction.

"Your Majesty can try it first, and then help me stir the flour," Wen Lin said as she demonstrated how to knead the dough several times.

Wen Lin didn't realize that her tone was full of intimacy and casualness that could only be shown to Vicia, like the cool breeze blowing in the hot summer, making people feel comfortable from the inside out.

The smile suddenly deepened in her eyes, Visia walked over like a stream of kindness, and as a result, the bowl in Wen Lin's hand started to imitate it.

Wen Lin continued to prepare the rest of the soup and hot dishes.

Soups are readily available, and the rest of a hot dish doesn't take much time.

Before Vicia finished kneading the dough, Wen Lin had already made it.

Putting it next to the stove to keep warm, Wen Lin naturally went to take over the work of kneading the dough. After a while of busy work, Wen Lin's nose oozes a little crystal clear sweat.

Visia reached out her hand to wipe it for her, but she didn't notice that there was a lot of white flour on her hand, leaving a white spot on the tip of her nose.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, Wen Lin's chest seemed to be filled with enthusiasm, and she realized later that the behavior between her and Visia was too intimate.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin stepped back calmly, and said with a light smile, "Your Majesty, you can call the servants to come in and prepare to deliver the food to the White House."

Seeing Wen Lin's nervousness at a glance, Visia lowered her eyelids, sighed inaudibly, washed her hands, went outside, and called the servants back.

Vicia didn't come in again.

There was a pause in the movement of the hands, and Wen Lin's clear pupils struggled a little, and soon disappeared without a trace.

After kneading the dough and sealing it as soon as possible, Wen Lin turned to mix the batter, with hands up and down, a few fluffy dough sheets were soon ready.

Putting the dough next to the stove, Wen Lin deliberately told the steward of the kitchen to keep an eye on the dough and let no one touch it.

Most of the bread in this era is made of barley flour, which is not only not soft, but also very hard. Using bread as a weapon is feasible in a sense.

The bread made by Wang Tingli is softer than that made by ordinary people, but it is still far from delicious.

The reason is related to fermentation technology.

Placing a piece of wet dough in an environment above zero will slowly ferment naturally, the higher the temperature, the

The faster the fermentation, the softer and fluffier the fermented dough is when it is baked into bread.

The number of people in Yinhe Village will only increase, and the demand for food will also increase.

Looking farther, delicious bread and nutritious milk can also play a significant role in stabilizing social order.

Subconsciously, Wen Lin was about to talk to Vicia, she turned her head, and there was no one around.

Realizing that Vicia had left again, Wen Lin hurriedly washed her hands, asked someone to follow her with a face mask, and walked out the door.

There was no sign of Visia outside the door, and the kitchen steward stepped forward at the right time, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, Your Majesty Visia asked me to tell you that I have already returned to the White House first,"

Nodding her head to indicate that she knew, Wen Lin walked quickly to the White House.

Walking into the restaurant, Wen Lington stopped, and Eggers was also here.

He was sitting at the table, talking to Visia happily, which made Visia laugh heartily, and a set of tableware had been set in front of him, as if he was going to dine with them.

There was a hint of uneasiness in my heart, but it didn't show on her face, Wen Lin saluted politely, "Good day, Your Majesty,"

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, sit down and say,"

Eggers had completely dispelled his hostility towards Wen Lin. He suppressed his expression and praised Wen Lin in a decent way.

It was obviously a compliment, but Wen Lin couldn't be happier.

Especially after Wen Lin told him how to eat it by rolling it with dough, Eggers began to try it tirelessly.

Eat a piece of dough in a few bites.Aigers solved half of the food that was not much.

Wen Lin paid attention to Visia from the corner of her eye, she only took a few mouthfuls slowly.

Seeing this, Wen Lin felt more and more uncomfortable in her heart, as if something that should have been monopolized by herself had been forcibly divided in half.

There was still the last half of the shredded chicken in cold sauce, so Wen Lin couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out her hand to pinch Eggers' wrist, and pushed the shredded chicken in cold sauce to Visia's hand.

"Your Excellency Eggers, you have had enough to eat, and the rest can only belong to His Majesty,"

Wen Lin's tone was a bit aggressive, and Eggers showed a look of astonishment on his face, which soon turned into speechless doubt.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, if Your Majesty wants to eat, you can ask the kitchen to make it at any time,"

From the beginning to the end, Visia was observing the subtle changes in Wen Lin's expression. When she saw that Wen Lin couldn't bear it, Visia's shoulders trembled slightly with a smile.

She did not participate in the conversation between Wen Lin and Eggers, but silently rolled up the remaining chicken shreds and put them in her own bowl.

Tasting it slowly is indeed delicious, especially after Wen Lin's rare temper tantrum.

The author has something to say: When I wrote about ghosts hitting the wall, I was a little scared hahahaha. For a while, I deliberately read ghost stories every day to sleep. The more I read, the more I couldn’t fall asleep.