Queen and Her Duke

It stands to reason that Field was born in a noble family and has good political sensitivity.

He originally thought that Wen Lin wanted to develop into an aristocrat on the separatist side, but it wasn't until he found that she was always circling around the royal city that Field realized something was wrong.

So it turns out that Your Excellency Wen Lin was planning for Her Majesty Vicia from the very beginning?

After realizing this fact, Field showed a slightly bitter smile. Many of his family members and subordinates were hanged or tortured to death because of Vicia's success.

Although there is no right or wrong in the battle for the change of the throne, there are only cruel and bloody victories and defeats, but Field can't be indifferent to Vicia.

Just as Field lost his mind, Visia raised her hand to suppress the sound, facing him, "If I remember correctly, you are General Field."

Her cheeks were fair and beautiful, covered with a beautiful light, and her majestic scrutiny gaze made no one hide.

She recognized herself, and Field held the sword tightly, the sharp edge of the sword sank into the flesh, and he didn't realize it.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Come here, kneel down."

Field stood up stiffly without moving, and Visia stared at him blankly without any movement.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle, and as time passed, the atmosphere became so heavy that water could drip out.

Even Eggers didn't hold back and signaled Field to come forward quickly. For a general who had almost never been defeated, after he was arrested that year, more people regretted it, and Eggers felt the same regret.

Especially for Eggers, Field is one of the few comparable opponents.

But Field didn't move, his eyes were as cold and sharp as a wolf's. Just as he was moving his lips to say something, Wen Lin suddenly said,

"Mr. Field, go over."

The stalemate caused the knights under the high platform to look at each other, but they all unanimously did not make any sound that should not be made.

In the solemn silence, a power that seems to tear everything apart is quietly brewing.

Wen Lin's cold reprimand made Field wake up in an instant. He tilted his head slightly. Wen Lin's expression was awe-inspiring, and his tone was tough, but there was no arrogance that belonged to the superior.

If a ladle of cold water was poured on his head, cold sweat oozes from Field's back, and he has to take his subordinates out of slavery together. They have just seen the dawn of being able to set foot on the battlefield again.

No matter what Vicia wanted to do, he shouldn't provoke her.

Field walked slowly, and knelt down on his knees with a bang.

The eyes of Wen Lin and Visia met unexpectedly in the air, and then moved away quickly, with a smile quietly flashing across the bottom of their eyes.

When looking down at Field, he quickly returned to silence.

Under everyone's gaze, Visia put two fingers together and tapped on Field's forehead, "Your Excellency Field, under the witness of the Holy Spirit, I choose to forgive your crimes."

There are very few precedents for treason to be forgiven. Field was stunned at first, but after reacting, he kept kneeling and looked at Vicia in disbelief.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Almost lost his voice, Field turned to look at Wen Lin, only to see Wen Lin was looking at Vicia.

Not caring about Field's gaffe, Visia walked towards Wen Lin slowly. The two held hands, smiled tacitly, and walked down the high platform side by side.

It wasn't until the backs of the two walked away that everyone could barely react. They came very hastily, and they left just as suddenly, but it made people excited instantly.

When they went back, the two rode together.

Vicia is in front, Wen Lin is behind.

Holding him in her arms, Wen Lin suddenly bit Vicia's ear and licked it viciously.

"Your Majesty, why do you want to force Field in full view? He will be more grateful if you call him into the royal court and issue an order."

When it comes to feelings, Wen Lin is far less sensitive than other aspects.

Vicia turned her head and glanced at Wen Lin helplessly. She just wanted Field to owe Wen Lin more. For a prestigious general, if Wen Lin could get his true allegiance, it would undoubtedly be a powerful guarantee.

In fact, Vicia did not agree with Wen Lin's practice of leaving the nobles aside, and it was not a good feeling to fight alone.

But Wen Lin has always had her own principles and methods in doing things, and has a distinctive personality. Although she doesn't have close acquaintances with any nobles, she can handle the relationship with them with ease, without being too cold.

Field was a former traitor, and now he has nothing to rely on. Attaching to Wen Lin will be his best and only choice.

Everything Wen Lin did was as straightforward as her love, and Vicia saw it all, and she also planned carefully for Wen Lin in the dark.

They all want to make things easier for each other in the future.

It's just that she has some intentions, and Vicia doesn't intend to say it voluntarily. Between them, after all, she owes Wen Lin more.

Three days later, it was time for Vicia to return to the royal court.

Wen Lin woke up early in the morning and filled several carts with the thick winter clothes, cloaks, gloves and rain gear, warm pots, and even some interesting snacks that were rushed out in the past few days, and prepared to give them to Vichy. Ya took it back to the royal court.

It just so happened that the motorcade from the village was also going to deliver goods to Wangcheng, so Wen Lin planned to go back with them, and they happened to go to see the shop together.

In fact, the moment Wen Lin got up, Vicia woke up, and she didn't open her eyes until Wen Lin kissed her on the lips and walked out.

There was a rippling smile in her eyes, her lips were curved, and the blanket was warm, just like Wen Lin's fiery body temperature.

It's just that Wen Lin woke up, and Vicia didn't have much interest in continuing to sleep. After calling the maid to get acquainted, as soon as she walked out the door, she saw Wen Lin who was busy not far away.

She was still wearing a simple dark gown without any decorations as before. She was tall and tall, and looked very neat when she walked around, but she also exuded an indescribable nobility.

Vicia leaned on the railing on the second floor with one hand and smiled

Looking at her, it happened that Wen Lin looked back, and the eyes of the two met.

Without hesitation, Wen Lin gave some instructions in a low voice, and walked towards the manor.

The maid had already prepared the breakfast food for the two of them in the restaurant. As soon as Wen Lin stepped into the restaurant, Vicia smiled and waved to her.

With a chill on her body, Wen Lin hesitated for a while looking at Vicia's not-so-thick clothes, and sat down at a position a little further away.

Vicia tapped on the table with her fingers, and looked at her dissatisfied, "Your Excellency, sit down and sit beside me."

"Your Majesty, it's raining and cold," Wen Lin shook her head and explained.

Seeing that she couldn't move, Vicia simply moved her seat and sat beside Wen Lin. Before Wen Lin could react, she held Wen Lin's cold hand and slowly rubbed it to warm her.

Wen Lin moved uncomfortably, and wanted to withdraw her hand, "Your Majesty, I'm not cold."

Vicia ignored her, and didn't let go until she warmed Wen Lin's hands. Looking at the wet marks on Wen Lin's body, she ordered someone to bring in a brazier.

Sitting quietly at the side, Wen Lin stared intently at the person in front of her, as if Weisia's posture in front of her was getting lower and lower.

This made Wen Lin a little at a loss, but also a little uncontrollable joy.

They are not only monarchs and ministers, but also lovers.

Sensing Wen Lin's gaze that was almost entangled with a rope around her body, Vicia raised her eyes to look at her, and teased, "What are you looking at?"

The food on the table is exquisite and rich, but it is not as good as Vicia, Wen Lin subconsciously said, "Look at you, you are delicious."

"It's delicious?" Vicia wondered.

This is an idiom that Wen Lin has never taught Vicia. After realizing what she said, a suspicious blush appeared on Wen Lin's face, and she changed the subject unnaturally.

"Your Majesty, the convoy is about to leave later, and it's time for us to eat."

The traces of Wen Lin deliberately changing the subject were very obvious. Seeing that she was unwilling to speak, Vicia did not force her.

The two then finished their breakfast quietly.

During the whole process, Wen Lin's eyes were fixed on Vicia's face, and Vicia looked at Wen Lin with a broken smile, and asked again,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, what are you looking at?"

With a concealed cough, Wen Lin moved her gaze away a little, "I just want to take a few more glances at Your Majesty, and I won't be able to see you every day when you return to the royal court."

The feelings entrenched in their hearts are so clean and pure, but there are too many things between the two of them, forcing them to think, plan, restrain, and compromise.

In the past few days, Wen Lin couldn't help but wonder if she and Vicia were just ordinary people, wouldn't they have to go through such hard work to restrain themselves.

But if they were all ordinary people, they might not be able to meet them.

Seeing Wen Lin's changing face, Vicia couldn't guess what she was thinking, but her face was no longer so gentle.

Caressing Wen Lin's cheek with her fingers, Vicia moved closer to her, her voice was very soft but extremely clear piercing into Wen Lin's ears,

"Your Excellency, don't tell me you won't return to the royal court for another three months?"

There was no obvious anger, but Wen Lin heard a slight accusation.

The broken light trembled in the depths of her eyes, Wen Lin shook her head, the time they spent together was extremely precious when they parted, Wen Lin didn't want to make Visia unhappy.

Wen Lin leaned over and hugged Vicia from behind, her lips pressed against the back of her neck, gradually spreading down her neck.

"No, no matter how busy I am in the future, as long as I am still in the royal city, I will return to the royal court at most every three days."

With Wen Lin's guarantee, Visia comfortably accommodated herself in Wen Lin's arms.

The smooth black hair burrowed into the neckline, passing through the thorns.Itchy, Vicia let out a soft moan from her lips, and inserted.The fingers in Wen Lin's hair were unconsciously exerting force.

Wen Lin, who was in pain, stopped immediately, looking at the thin red and water at the end of Visia's eyes, Wen Linfu hugged her tightly again, and her wet tongue fell down again.

It's just that this time Wen Lin's movements were more gentle, slowly sweeping across Visia's brows, grinding her eyelids, nose bridge, corners of lips, and chin...

The gentle movements seemed to be gently wiping his cherished bright long knife, and his fingertips passed across the blade, as if they were close to each other.

Weisia couldn't stand still, and staggered back. When her tense shoulders were touched, she couldn't help dodging, but she couldn't bear to push Wen Lin away, so she held back and tried to go back.answer her.

However, Wen Lin was not satisfied, she raised her hand to hook the soft white clouds on the sky, and the wind passed through her fingers, sometimes scattering the heat, and sometimes gathering the temperature.

Unknowingly, it was raining outside the window, and the falling rain lines were mixed and falling like the sound of the hollow valley, making a beautiful falling sound, and Wen Lin was willing to give up.

Looking sideways, the line of sight moves slightly with the erratic arc of the rain line. Layers of trees are covered in water mist, and the rain scene is charming.

Wen Lin always took the trouble to make Vicia call her name over and over again.

Wen Lin likes to hear Visia's voice, only Wen Lin knows how moving Visia's tone is when she calls softly.

The clothes of the two are being pulled.The conversation was in chaos, Visia retreated a little hastily, opened a distance, and then slowly calmed down after taking a big sip of water.

There was a bit of resentment in the eyes looking at Wen Lin, Wen Lin's actions just now obviously lost basic restraint.

Wen Lin remained silent, licked her lips in silence, and arranged the clothes of the two of them very naturally.

Before he walked out of the manor, he saw a guard galloping on horseback from the direction of the king's city, holding a long cylindrical cylinder sealed with wax in his hand.

He quickly got off his horse and knelt at Vicia's feet with the secret letter in his hand.

He reached out to take it, removed the wax, and opened the cylinder, and there were two secret letters inside.

Two letters came from different directions, one from Sistine and one from Sutherland.

Vicia frowned and looked at it for a long time before handing the first letter to Wen Lin

The letter urgently reported that Cardinal Gedin of the Holy See was assassinated and died. At the same time, he was found to have enriched himself with the offerings of believers. In collusion, Durham was responsible for searching for boys to humiliate Geding, and Geding was responsible for speaking well for him in front of the Pope.

Geddin is the cardinal most trusted by the pope.

This incident has spread widely in Sistine. Believers flocking to the Holy Court from all directions paralyzed the Sistine capital Madrid several times.

The second letter wrote about the movement of the Sistine envoys to the three counties of the Sutherland Heights. Because of Geddin's incident, the priests hidden in the mission had already returned home, but Philip remained in Golan.

"It's Tilia."

Looking past Wen Lin to the distant field, Visia said softly, "It's Tilia's handwriting."

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