Queen and Her Duke

The impression Latimer left on Vicia was too thin and cowardly, and she didn't even dare to look directly at herself.

Perhaps because of the helplessness of being born in the royal family and the very similar misfortune in childhood, Vicia did not dislike this half-brother, but the shrinking and fear that Latimer showed in front of Vicia a few times ago made her She couldn't feel any intimacy.

Looking at it today, it feels different.

He has grown taller, his skin has turned darker, his facial features are completely stretched out, his figure is straight, and his every move has the bearing of a child of the royal family.

Especially when he showed his love for Wen Lin so clearly in front of him.

This was a good sign, Visia withdrew her gaze from Wen Lin's face, nodded, walked to the table and sat down without saying a word.

Wen Lin replied with a questioning look, but she didn't get a response, she was a little confused.

But since Latimer was here, he didn't say anything, and sat down at the table.

All the dishes on the dining table today are Chinese dishes. In addition to knives, forks and spoons, the tableware also has a pair of chopsticks.

Latimer only ate improved bread and milk in Inn River Village. The bread was soft and delicious, and it was better than the most expensive white bread. The milk had no strange smell, and it was delicious even without sugar.

Looking at the attractive and completely unfamiliar dishes and tableware on the table, Latimer swallowed slightly, picked up the knife and fork and began to eat.

The already round eyes suddenly widened, it was indescribably delicious, and because of concerns about manners, Latimer speeded up his swallowing speed as much as possible.

But the knife and fork are very inconvenient. There are several dishes that Latimer can only fork a little at a time.

Noticing Latimer's embarrassment, Wen Lin picked up the chopsticks first, and explained while holding a piece of fish,

"Your Majesty Latimer, these two slender sticks are called chopsticks, and they are a kind of tableware from the East,"

Some dishes are not as convenient to use chopsticks as knives and forks. Wen Lin asked the kitchen to make a few pairs of chopsticks. Vicia has already learned how to use them, but Latimer, who has never seen chopsticks, doesn't know how to use them at all.

Imitating Wen Lin's movements in a decent manner, Latimer picked up the first bite of food with chopsticks with difficulty, and his unfamiliar and stiff movements looked ridiculous.

There was a smile in Wen Lin's eyes, and she did not forget to encourage him, "Your Highness, you learn quickly, and you will get used to it after a while."

Seeing the encouraging smile on Wen Lin's face, Latti was startled, and then two blobs of blush began to appear on her cheeks. She looked at Wen Lin fixedly, and whispered, "Thank you teacher."

Before Vicia got married, Latimer was Golan's first in line heir. Vicia's indifferent attitude made his situation more delicate. People who knew his identity treated him with the same and distant respect. he.

It was the first time Latimer felt a warm encouraging smile like Wen Lin's after leaving the forbidden palace.

Visia watched the interaction between Wen Lin and Latimer, closed her eyes lightly, covered the glimmer in her eyes, and said,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I would like to select some children from the nobles to serve as attendants to Latimer. It happens that you are going to teach, so you can teach them together,"

Feeling the gaze cast from Vicia's eyes, Latimer pursed his lips uncomfortably, and turned his head to look, Vicia's expression was still indifferent.

Although he was only six years old, Latimer, who was too precocious, knew that choosing a companion meant that His Majesty Vicia would show the nobles his intention to formally accept him.

This will bring about a huge and good change. Although Latimer can't think of what will be changed for the time being, he sincerely said to Vicia, "Thank you, aunt,"

Wen Lin paused while holding the chopsticks, her eyes flicked across Visia and Latimer.

After pondering for a moment, Wen Lin found that Weisia's attitude seemed too cold.

Logically speaking, by letting herself be Latimer's tutor, and at this time she proposed to choose a nobleman's child as an attendant, it seems that Vicia should have developed a tendency to train Latimer to be a qualified heir.

It was the best opportunity to get closer to the aunt and nephew, but Weisia's attitude was extremely abnormal.

From the corner of the eye, she saw that Vicia's chicken soup didn't seem to have been touched much. Wen Lin subconsciously stretched out her hand and pushed the chicken soup towards Vicia's hand, her words were obviously urging,

"Your Majesty, if you don't drink the chicken soup, it will be cold."

The other two people who were waiting for Wen Lin's answer were all taken aback, and Weisia recovered first, then with a faint smile on her lips, she took a small sip of the chicken soup.

Latimer was stunned for a long time. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

Obviously the teacher's behavior was very offensive and disrespectful, but my aunt was not only not angry, but also followed the teacher's wishes and drank the chicken soup.

Tilting his head slightly, Latimer looked at Wen Lin with a serious expression on his face.

Wen Lin, who quickly realized that her actions were a bit inappropriate, turned her eyes away, coughed twice, and maintained her usual composure on her face, she said sternly,

"Yes, but there are some courses that children of nobles cannot study together,"

Of course Visia understood what Wen Lin meant. The knowledge she possessed was, without exaggeration, enough to shake the rulers of the Golan.

However, an early revelation can make everything Wen Lin planned fall fatally on the throats of the nobles at the most critical moment.

The smile was hidden in the seemingly casual gaze, Visia said warmly, "Your Excellency, you don't need to feel restrained, I respect all your decisions,"

Stars seemed to twinkle in Weisia's eyes. When she stared intently at Wen Lin, she clearly conveyed a firm and tolerant power.

Just listening to Vicia's words, Wen Lin's heart began to jump for joy, and the joy overflowing from her chest seemed to fill her whole body bit by bit like a steady stream of spring water.

But Wen Lin's heart was empty, she gave birth to a compulsion

Never want to get close to Vicia.

After the three of them finished their meals, Wen Lin sent Latimer away with an excuse.

"Your Highness Latimer, I will give you a private lesson this afternoon, but I need you to go to Lord Hanvers now and let him send you to his manor on the outskirts of the city,"

As soon as he heard that Wen Lin would teach him, Latimer raised his head instantly, and looked at Wen Lin with fiery anticipation and admiration.

But because Visia was summoned into the royal court, Latimer turned his head to look at Visia silently, and did not salute and leave until Visia nodded in agreement.

When there were only each other around, Wen Lin resisted the impulse, and pulled Visia through the corridor, into the quiet room at the end.

The wind flapped the robes of the two, swaying a bit of winter and spring.

As soon as the door was closed, Wen Lin eagerly pressed Weisia against the door panel, her arms wrapped around her slender waist, slowly tightened, and a light kiss fell on Weisia's smooth forehead.

Wen Lin's move was a little sudden, and Weisia's body stiffened for a few moments, feeling the warm heat passing from her body, and then slowly relaxed.

Visia originally thought that Wen Lin sent Latimer away on purpose because she had something to say to her alone, but she didn't expect it to be...

She couldn't help but laugh, but Weisia didn't show the slightest bit of blame in her eyes.

Caressing the back of Wen Lin's neck, Visia took the initiative to cater to her movements.

Wen Lin leaned her head on Visia's shoulder, and gently rubbed her face against her face. The person in her arms was her beloved. Her temperature was so real, so beautiful that it made people yearn for it.

Unsatisfied, Wen Lin kissed Visia's cheek to her lips, the strength changed from shallow to deep, jerky.Do it, from the lips to between the lips and teeth, not a single inch is spared.

Until Visia was out of breath, snorted, and pushed her away against Wen Lin's shoulder,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, it is still daytime,"

With her chest rising and falling rapidly, Visia glanced at Wen Lin, her hoarse voice was filled with uncontrollable emotion.verb: move.

Raising her hand to push Visia's messy hair aside, Wen Lin kissed Visia's lips again before stopping. The rising atmosphere made Wen Lin feel a little dazed, and her mouth felt a little dry.

Hugging the person tightly again, Wen Lin felt a little satisfied, she closed her eyes restrainedly, and whispered, "Your Majesty, I won't do anything,"

Visia had been tormented enough last night, Wen Lin stroked the hair hanging down Visia's waist, calming down a little bit.

Weisia turned her face slightly, and she caught a glimpse of Wen Lin's sincere and devout eyes from the corner of her eye, and her thoughts moved slightly.

She asked, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, is there nothing else you want to say to me when you pull me here?"

The pampering tone seemed to have given Wen Lin great encouragement. She let go of her hand slightly, raised her head and looked directly at Vicia, and asked dissatisfiedly,

"Your Majesty, why did you have to call His Majesty Latimer into the palace at noon today? If it's just for reading, you can do it at any time. He disturbed our time alone."

These remarks seemed extremely naive, not at all like what Wen Lin would say.

After being slightly surprised, Vicia smiled and explained, "The main reason is to see if he respects you sincerely,"

When Latimer first came out of the Forbidden Palace, he was instigated by the former Cardinal Durham and insisted on asking Wen Lin to be his mentor. Visia knew the whole story from the very beginning, and it happened that she also had this idea, so she went along with it. Pushing him away sent him to Wen Lin's residence.

Wen Lin can teach Latimer a lot of different things, and maybe these can break the barrier between her and Latimer.

This is also Vicia's test for Latimer. If he can respect Wen Lin sincerely, it will show that Latimer is willing to stand behind him.

Her lover is a woman, and there are some regrets between them that cannot be made up, for example, they will never be able to have a child that truly belongs to them, but this does not prevent Visia from feeling more and more excited when she thinks of Wen Lin. Strong and deep love.

But the monarch of a country cannot live without an heir, and Latimer is undoubtedly the best candidate. He is still young, and there is still time to guide and correct his unformed concepts.

Even with Vicia's explanation, Wen Lin still seemed a little dissatisfied. She held Vicia's hand and interlocked her fingers.

"Don't allow anyone to disturb us next time." Wen Lin said angrily.

It was obviously a momentary remark, and Visia didn't point it out, and responded according to her wishes, "Okay."

Wen Lin bent her lips, feeling a little embarrassed, but she didn't want to break the intimacy at this moment, so she stopped talking and hugged Visia quietly.

Until she had to leave, Wen Lin insisted on kissing Visia on the lips before leaving.

Wen Lin, who was out of the royal court, restrained the thought of turning back, and increased the strength of her whip, the horse neighed, and galloped towards Yate Tower.

There was a strong rancid smell in the dark prison, and Wen Lin walked in without changing her expression.

From time to time, miserable screams came from the deep darkness. Hanvers looked coldly at the prisoner who was being tortured, and when he saw Wen Lin coming, he handed the prepared confession to Wen Lin.

After quickly flipping through the entire confession, Wen Lin's face gradually darkened. All the confessions attributed Father Carson's death to Vicia.

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And your comments from yesterday, did they all get into my draft box?Now that the writing is so sweet, why did you see it as abuse! (No, I didn't save the manuscript, I overestimated myself)

There will indeed be a big abuse point, and the final ending is he