Queen and Her Duke

At night, the White House was brightly lit, and the banquet to celebrate the Queen's return to Brenzi was being held in an orderly manner.

The princes and nobles walked around the banquet hall with their meticulously combed hair and the most decent Chinese clothes.

Their monarch was sitting at the very top, star-shrouded blue eyes staring at the banquet hall casually, making her look dangerous and charming.

The Royal Band played upbeat and melodious music, but there weren't many people dancing on the dance floor, and they were obviously more concerned about someone who didn't show up for a long time.

His Majesty's wife, Queen Wen Lin.

Francis scanned every corner of the hall with his wide and shrewd eyes, and suddenly his eyes stopped.

The highest church leader in Golan, Archbishop Lucches, was wearing a solemn priest's uniform and standing quietly in the corner by the window. He seemed to be waiting for something.

Francis walked over with a smile, "Archbishop Lucches, I didn't expect you to come too."

If Francis remembered correctly, this was the first time he had seen Lucches at a banquet in so many years.

Nodding lightly, Lucches said bluntly, "I heard that she is back."

Francis nodded and continued, "But she won't necessarily appear at the banquet tonight. Like you, she doesn't like attending banquets."

Lucches didn't respond, he continued to stand quietly, Francis shook his gray beard and didn't speak any more. He picked up a glass of rum and sipped it silently.

Until there was a sudden slight gasp at the banquet, and following the eyes of everyone, there were turbulent emotional fluctuations in Lucches' eyes.

Queen Wen Lin walked down the spiral staircase. She was wearing the traditional and elegant royal garb of the Golan. The gorse pattern woven with gold thread and gemstones extended down from both sides of her shoulders. The waists meet, and as she moves, the light skirt streaks in the air with a splendid light and shadow.

The smile in Vicia's eyes deepened obviously, she stood up without hesitation, walked to Wen Lin's side, held her hand, bowed her head and kissed the back of her hand.

"How did you come?"

Wen Lin approached and clasped Vicia's hand behind her. The smooth and delicate skin was in the palm of her hand. Wen Lin's mind moved slightly, and she lowered her head and said softly, "I'll be here if I miss you."

It was rare for Wen Lin to be so direct and explicit, Vicia looked at her with a smile, and a few swirls of rich gold flashed in the depths of her pupils.

The ministers in the Privy Council were the first to greet her. Vicia always stood by Wen Lin's side, and most of them spoke nice words.

This situation was very boring, so when the prelude to the next piece of music played, Vicia decisively pulled Wen Lin into the dance floor.

The two were gorgeously dressed, but not bulky. A few elegant twists quickly grabbed everyone's attention.

They dance gracefully in the slow and different string music, the delicate palace light shadows fall on their skirts, outline the slightly trembling streamer, rub their bodies and spin, whispering in their ears, in the dim and gentle light, the overlapping shadows are hard to leave. Indistinguishable.

This is a pair of lovers who are incomparably matched, and no one can deny it in conscience.

The crowd around them exclaimed, envied, or explored, and they whispered in a low voice.

"Queen Wen Lin's appearance doesn't seem to have changed from nine years ago. She is still so young and beautiful."

"This is probably the appearance of being favored by God."

"Not getting old seems to be nothing compared to coming back from the dead."

"Everyone, let me remind you, it seems that many of the shops you divided up belonged to Queen Wen Lin originally."

"So what, my dear, things must have a price. This is the royal family's reward for our surrender."

"…"

Everyone had different thoughts. At the climax of a certain piece of music, Vicia and Wen Lin walked sideways. At the moment when their bodies were touching, Wen Lin whispered sideways,

"They are too noisy, let's go to Yinhe Village?"

She smiled knowingly, and when the pipe organ ended the last tune, Vicia wrapped her arms around Wen Lin's waist, "As you wish, my queen."

The people who wanted to get closer to them at first, then watched helplessly as Her Majesty Visia took Wen Lin away in front of everyone's eyes.

The moonlight condensed on the river, and with the sound of slapping water, it swayed with a texture like broken gold.

The ship was always ready in case the queen needed it when she was traveling. She waved back the attendants who followed, and Vicia led Wen Lin to board the ship.

The sound of the water was gentle, Vicia and Wen Lin leaned casually on the pole and looked up at the stars in the sky.

The wind blew the ends of their hair, and the breaths of the two of them flowed silently together.

"It's much quieter now," Vicia rested her head on Wen Lin's shoulder and sniffed the fragrance on her nose with satisfaction.

Wen Lin looked at her sideways, even though the years left marks on Vicia's face, she still could not deny the thrilling beauty when the queen showed tenderness and affection.

Breathing stopped for a moment, Wen Lin suddenly said, "Your Majesty, what do you seem to owe me?"

Vicia glanced at her, brushed away the hair that had been ruffled by the wind, and her smile expanded a little bit,

"Oh, what more do you want?"

The light and shadow on the river was reflected in the bottom of Wen Lin's eyes, deep and shallow. She looked at Vicia quietly, and a layer of soft light gradually faded on her face.

"Wedding, Vicia, a wedding for you and me."

Vicia raised her head and blinked her eyes slowly. She was stunned for a while before hooking Wen Lin's neck, kissing deeply and gently entanglement.

"When do you want to hold it?"

"When the maple leaves turn red in the fall, I will design our wedding dresses myself."

Wen Lin said it very seriously, which made Visia very happy. The boredom at the banquet just now was swept away in an instant, even if there are countless hardships waiting for them in the future, Visia thought, as long as they can communicate with each other Accompanying them, those seem to be nothing.

When the two arrived at Yinhe Village, there was only a pile of embers left in front of the square that had not been completely extinguished. It seemed that everyone in the village had rested.

What surprised and moved Wen Lin was that the village was full of maple trees, and the small villa she originally designed was completely wrapped in a lush maple forest.

The same is true in Wang Tingli. Maple trees are planted in the open space beside the lake. You don’t need to think about it to know that it must be Vicia’s order.

As for the reason, it was nothing more than a cluster of maple leaves that was broken that night.

While Wen Lin was moved, she was also full of distress. She calmly suppressed the warmth in her eyes, and led Vicia to the villa.

Everything seemed to be taken care of well, like Wen Lin never left.

Wen Lin hugged Vicia, kissed and kissed, and tossed until late at night, only to stop when both of them were exhausted.

Embracing each other in a daze, but before she fell asleep for a long time, Wen Lin began to sweat and babble from time to time.

She dreamed of Vicia walking into the sea step by step. She stood on the shore and called her hoarsely, trying to stop her.

In the dream, Vihia never reacted, and dipped into the sea step by step.

Wen Lin rushed into the sea in a hurry, and the icy waves hit, and she instantly woke up from her nightmare.

Rubbing her dry eyes, Wen Lin stared at the candlelight in the corner for a while, turned her head to look at Vishiya who was sleeping soundly, and gently touched her temples.

The empty heart suddenly settled down, it was just a nightmare.

The next day, both got up very early, and the Privy Council meeting could not be late.

After rushing back to the royal court, Wen Lin sent Visia to the door of the council hall as usual, but she was dragged into the council hall by Vicia.

"The throne under me is half yours."

Vicia's attitude was very stubborn, Wen Lin struggled a few times and did not break free, so she simply obeyed Vicia's wishes.

Visiah, who is a big and small political affair in the Golan, will not hide it from her, and she can also use this to see the reactions of ministers and parliamentarians.

There were two chairs at the top of the Privy Council Council that day, one for Vicia and the other for Wen Lin.

Every time the minister wanted to say something, he would be interrupted sharply by Vicia. They looked at each other, and managed to hold out until the meeting was over. Vicia didn't even have a chance, and left with Wen Lin.

Several ministers sighed and speculated about Vicia's true intentions.

Someone asked worriedly, "Is there going to be two female monarchs in the Golan at the same time?"

The others sighed one after another, but no one answered, but the guesses in their hearts were closely related.

This is ridiculous, but with a female monarch marrying a female queen, they couldn't say anything to discourage them for a while.

However, within a few days, the news of Wen Lin's regency spread like wildfire, causing an uproar in the city, and the latest storyline was compiled immediately in the tavern.

The members of the upper and lower houses hardly stopped for a moment, and took turns to go to the royal court, trying to persuade Vicia Chi to give Queen Wen Lin the right.

"Your Majesty, she is your queen, not the monarch of the Golan."

"It's a joke, even if she was a hero in the Golan, it doesn't mean she can run a country well."

"With all due respect, you are being swayed by your emotions."

"…"

In this way, there are countless numbers every day, Vicia will not stop them from coming to see them, and even patiently listen to them complaining about their dissatisfaction.

The lawmakers thought that there was hope for Visiah to change her mind. In fact, Vihia still went her own way and handled government affairs with Wen Lin every day, with a firm attitude.

After a long time, there have been no mistakes in government affairs. Under the deliberate control of Vicia, the vivid stories in the tavern are all praising Wen Lin.

When the monarch centralized power, suppressed the divine power, and suppressed the nobles, many obstacles that were insurmountable before were nothing at this time.

Wen Lin originally just wanted to take the opportunity to observe the reactions of ministers and parliamentarians. When she started to deal with government affairs, she found it extremely cumbersome and troublesome.

Wanting Vicia to relax, Wen Lin began to really help Vicia to deal with it.

As time goes by, it becomes more and more convenient, and the two people get along more and more every day.

In the blink of an eye, Fenglin began to gradually dye the crimson clouds, and Wen Lin began to frequently miss the Council of the Privy Council.

After the members heard the news, they all speculated whether Her Majesty Vicia also felt something was wrong.

But before they had time to be happy, they were told that it was because Wen Lin was preparing for her wedding with His Majesty Vicia and had no time.

Gradually, under the cold treatment of Vicia and Wen Lin, no one mentioned it again.

When this incident spread to other countries, they all held an attitude of contempt and sneer, among them there were many people who criticized the Golan, but they were all disappointed. more swiftly.

They were slapped a few times loudly by the fact.

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Title: "Stepdaughter", sweet and refreshing, an old woman in a beastly dress & forbearance and a poor little white rabbit

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Jing Que, the only daughter of Jing's consortium and the current CEO of Jing's, is a legendary business giant in City A.

Pei Ning, the youngest daughter of the upstart Pei family in the business world, has a warm personality and is not welcomed by the Pei family.

One time, when he met Pei Ning's red eyes from being bullied, Jing Que made a smooth rescue, but unexpectedly, he was remembered by the Pei family, and sent the little white rabbit to the door on his own initiative.

Pei Ning's eyes were red, and she looked timidly and humiliatingly at the light-hearted woman in front of her.

I saw the woman raise her eyebrows slightly, "Then stay, but stay as my daughter."

When it comes to Pei Ning in City A, it's all envy, jealousy, and hatred. How could a little girl from a backcountry come into Jing Que's eyes.

Jing Que used to her, pet her, to the point of outrageous.

When Pei Ning was studying, she donated buildings to the school.

Pei Ning wanted to learn to dance and draw, so she invited the top teacher for her.

Pei Ning wanted to travel, so she turned off all her jobs and played with the girl.

Pei Ning wanted to go into business, so she taught her hands-on.

…

Pei Ning thought that she had met a noble person in her life, and she was obedient and obedient until she accidentally discovered someone's shameless plot. She fled in fear, but how did the little rabbit escape from the palm of the wolf.

In the dimly lit room, the woman's angry voice came from the bed,

"Kneel down and climb over."

Pei Ning's shameful legs softened, bit his lip and crawled over, shouting tremblingly,

"Mom."