Queen and Her Duke

There was silence in the car, and Wen Lin's bending motion stopped in mid-air, her eyes met Vicia's, revealing a questioning expression.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, leave the letter," the swaying light and shadow cast from Visia's pale golden hair to the end of her slightly curved eyes, smiling lightly and calmly.

"why?"

After a moment of confusion, Wen Lin was not a person who tended to follow the rules. She would probably open the letter ahead of time because she wanted clues about the cause of Father Carson's death.

Weisia hesitated for a while, and Wen Lin noticed that she had a somewhat tangled look in her eyes, and asked seriously,

"Does His Majesty know what is written in this letter? Don't want me to know?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Lin's question was straightforward, and Vicia looked at her bluntly puzzled expression, without any doubt that she had anything to do with Father Carson's death.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and Vicia said warmly, "No matter what Father Carson wrote, I don't want you to open this letter now,"

Wen Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, and suddenly approached, Visia subconsciously clenched the letter in her hand, a little nervous.

The faint fragrance was accompanied by shadows, a cool kiss fell on Visia's forehead, Wen Lin coughed lightly,

"In that case, it will be as His Majesty wishes,"

Under the firelight, Wen Lin's eyes looked extraordinarily deep, as if there were thousands of steep ravines hidden deep in them, far away and charming, and when she looked at Visia, there was a unique tenderness.

The heart under the ribs trembled uncontrollably, Visia's eyes deepened, she stroked the back of Wen Lin's neck, and pressed her towards her.

The two thin red lips kept approaching amidst the ambiguous breath, Wen Lin's throat tightened, and the moment the lips touched, she drew back.

"Your Majesty, it's time for me to go to the monastery," Wen Lin lowered her eyes, with a teasing smile on her lips.

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly got out of the carriage.

Weisia froze for a long time, and pressed her fingers on her lips, that softness.The soft warmth still seems to remain on the lips.

Swallowing very slowly, Visia opened the car window, watched Wen Lin's back completely disappear into the night, and then ordered the carriage to drive back to the royal court.

Hanvers was looking at the last group of people being sent away, when he saw Wen Lin walking towards him with a smirk on his face.

After rubbing his eyes several times, Hanvers was sure that he was right. Is this still His Excellency Wen Lin who is majestic and stern during the day?Why is it so strange to laugh? Under the swaying firelight, Wen Lin's appearance of laughing alone looks a little weird.

After a distance, Hanvers shouted, "Your Excellency Wen Lin,"

Immediately, Wen Lin came back to her senses, instantly suppressed the excess emotions, and returned to her indifferent expression.

Hanfus, who had witnessed Wen Lin's entire face-changing process, showed a slightly surprised smile.

Waiting for Wen Lin to approach, he asked casually, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, did you find anything to be happy about?"

Glancing at Hanvers, Wen Lin said without any emotion, "No,"

Making it clear that he didn't want to talk about it, Hanvers smiled indifferently, brushed off the dust on his arms, and turned to talk about the current situation in the Fountains slum.

All the residents whose identities have been verified have been transferred to the manor in the outskirts, and more than 200 people of unknown origin have been left behind. When talking about the people left behind, Humphs paused, a rare Influenced by personal emotions, showing obvious taboos and dislikes.

They may be fugitives from their own country, or they may be outlaws who have fled in from other countries. They are an important cause of aggravating the chaos and unrest among the poor in Fontaines.

Such a group of people is difficult to subdue. Even if they rely on their power to obtain their temporary obedience, there is no guarantee that there will be no hidden dangers in the future.

Hanvers' concerns were exactly what Wen Lin was worried about. She turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Have the twenty or so people who escaped before been caught?"

"Two or three escaped, and the remaining 19 people who were caught have been imprisoned in Yate Tower,"

Just as Wen Lin was thinking about how to deal with the rest of the people, they had lost their patience and began to yell rudely and impatiently.

"If you don't take us out, let us go,"

"That's right, what's the point of keeping us here all this time?"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, say something that will help us, it really is a shameless and hypocritical aristocratic style,"

"..."

Amidst the noisy roar, there were many obscene insults. After Wen Lin heard it, she frowned slightly and walked towards the crowd surrounded by guards.

"You still have a chance to confess, as long as you are not a heinous person, I am willing to give you forgiveness and a chance to leave here and start over,"

As soon as Wen Lin approached, the noisy discussions quieted down.

Compared with the daytime, her expression and tone at this time are much colder. When you meet her eyes, you will unconsciously feel a strong sense of fear in your heart.

A few villains who were used to bullying others by relying on their good skills, exchanged glances with each other, lowered their heads and took a mouthful of saliva.

She is obviously a woman, why does she feel scared just looking at her.

As soon as Wen Lin said this, they immediately became agitated again, "Why should we trust you?"

Smiling lightly and pursing her lips, Wen Lin's words were utterly cold, "Do you have any other choices?"

Wen Lin never abused her sense of morality, and it is extremely stupid to be soft-hearted when facing villains.

The remaining group of people, both in physique and clothing, are much better than the others before. As for the reason, it is nothing more than the dirty means of bullying and snatching other people, or people related to the assassination of Father Carson.

There was a moment of silence among the crowd.

Someone with hope, someone with a face

Their colors were blue and white, and those who were left behind deeply realized that their current situation was like fish trapped in the shoal, and they could only be manipulated by Wen Lin.

While they were in doubt, Wen Lin added another sentence,

"It is possible to report each other, and I will consider relaxing the conditions for those who actively report, as appropriate,"

The atmosphere became more and more dull and depressing.

As Wen Lin expected, some people couldn't help it soon, and suddenly 30 to [-] people rushed out of the crowd and attacked in Wen Lin's direction.

Hanfus gestured cooperatively, and a rain of arrows shot out immediately.

The scratching sound of several sharp blades piercing into flesh and blood sounded, and Wen Lin stared at everything in front of her indifferently.

The people who rushed out were all holding well-made knives and long swords in their hands, and their specially trained agility was fully exposed at this time.

Relying on their desperate tactics, they successfully tore a gap in the encirclement of the guards and fired several crossbows.Arrows and arrows took advantage of this gap to shoot towards Wen Lin.

The long knife was out of its sheath, and before everyone could see Wen Lin's movements clearly, they heard a few clangs and dropped the crossbow.Arrows fell to the ground.

While Wen Lin avoided the crossbow.In the gap between the arrows, someone tried to get close to her,

"Now, holding her hostage, we hope to get out,"

Hanfus, who was standing not far away and watched the battle calmly, also heard this reckless shout, and he didn't know how to react for a while. Although the people who rushed out were good at skills, they were really too stupid.

Before even touching the corner of Wen Lin's clothes, she was suppressed by the rushing guards.

However, just when Wen Lin was about to leave a few alive for interrogation, black blood spilled from the corners of their mouths at the same time, and one of them stared at Wen Lin firmly, and said bitterly, "You can't escape, the master will avenge us , "After finishing speaking, he died of exasperation in an instant.

Hanvers' eyes were fixed, and he stepped forward and opened the mouth of one person, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, there is medicine hidden in your mouth,"

"Check the remaining men for poison in their mouths, and send them all to Art Tower,"

Wen Lin's expression was obviously worried. Looking at the bloody scene in front of her, she frowned tightly and turned to leave.

Hanfus will handle the rest.

Wen Lin wanted to go to the royal court, smelling the bloody smell on her body, she walked halfway and then temporarily turned back to the mansion to take a bath.

After taking a bath, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning.

But Wen Lin didn't feel sleepy at all, and a string was tensed in her mind, what was the meaning of what the man said before he died.

Could it be that his identity was discovered by the Holy Court?

As soon as this idea came up, Wen Lin herself denied it first. If it was really the Holy Court, they would not have sent only such a small number of people.

The temporary ambiguity made Wen Lin feel urgent and anxious. Her identity is already sensitive, and she must not be exposed until Visia completely controls the situation in Golan.

But everything that happened today seemed to tell Wen Lin that there was another person hidden in the dark who knew her identity.

But what is the purpose of that person?While thinking hard, Wen Lin walked into the White House.

The maids watching at night were amazed when they saw Wen Lin, how could Her Excellency Wen Lin enter the palace so late.

"Your Excellency, Her Majesty Vicia has fallen asleep,"

Wen Lin signaled them to keep their voices down and ignore her, and then, under the astonished eyes of the maid, she gently pushed open the door of Vicia's bedroom.

The maids looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether to stop it or pretend they didn't see it.

While they were struggling, Wen Lin had already walked in and closed the door.

There was a small dim light in the bedroom, Wen Lin slowed down and walked to the bed, quietly looking at Visia's sleeping face.

The uncontrollable anxiety in my heart began to gradually calm down.

After taking off her robe, Wen Lin lay down gently on the outermost side of the bed. She turned her head and continued to watch Visia quietly.

After watching for a while, Wen Lin stretched out her hand, wanting to caress Vicia's eyebrows, but fearing that she would wake her up, she hung her hand in the air and traced it carefully from a distance.

The bed was very big, but because Vicia was sleeping in the middle, Wen Lin didn't dare to make any big movements, so she had to sleep on the outermost edge of the bed, with more than half of her body uncovered by the bedding.

At some point, Visia opened her eyes, and a soft sigh escaped from the corner of her lips.

She grabbed Wen Lin's hand, pulled the person close to her, and then pressed half of her body on Wen Lin.

The coldness was instantly diluted by the enveloping temperature, Wen Lin subconsciously called out, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

Weisia held her tighter, leaning her head on Wen Lin's shoulder, "Why did you enter the palace so late?"

After hesitating for a while, Wen Lin temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​talking to Visia. Now that the situation is unclear, it would be useless to talk about it, but it would make her worry for nothing.

Instead, he said, "Your Majesty, I miss you too, so I came to see you and disturbed Your Majesty's rest. I should apologize,"

Sensing keenly that Wen Lin was hiding something from her, Visia leaned close to her and kissed the corner of her lips. At the same time, the hand around her waist deliberately moved up until it completely covered the cotton ball. .soft.

"Your Excellency, you really should be punished. I should think about how to punish you,"

Weisia's movement was a little sudden, and Wen Lin subconsciously reached out to touch her shoulder, but unexpectedly landed on her soft chest.Preserved.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, and Weisia immediately smiled, with a slightly bewitching voice,

"Your Excellency, I allow you to continue"

The author has something to say: ah, ah, busy moving, and a lot of heavy and thick books, headache...

The update is going to be late these days, so you can wait until you wake up the next day to watch it.

Wen is trusted by Wei, and has told His Majesty about his future, how could he easily doubt His Majesty~

Is it going to fix it for you~