Queen and Her Duke

The majestic white wall dormant in the twilight blurs the rough outline, and the evening breeze slips silently into the council chamber along the swaying firelight.

Quiet and cold, Hanvers stood under the steps, strictly abiding by etiquette and meticulous, even every strand of hair was obediently staying where it should be.

The queen has been silent for a long time, after she informed her of Xumu's discovery.

Humphreys went through the trade files of all the ships of Brenz as quickly as possible, and happened to find the records that someone bought two ships from the Berber principality a few months ago.

Tortured by the harsh punishment and the temptation to forgive, the merchant who used to blur his vision soon confessed.

The ship was bought by the steward at Earl Russell's mansion.

The truth behind it is just one step away from surfacing.

The slender fingers holding the quill remained motionless, Vicia's beautiful face lines were half hidden in the dimness, her eyes were drooping, and her sparse and indifferent aura was elusive.

"Go and check with Grandall, the Imperial Guard Officer, to see if he has anything to do with the assassination."

Grandal is the youngest son of the Duke of Sachs. He was sent to the Royal Capital for training since he was a child. Half a year after Visia ascended the throne, he was appointed as the guard of the Royal Capital, responsible for guarding the security of the entire Royal City.

This is the Queen's sincerity in expressing her trust like the Sax family.

Vicia's voice was repressed and dry, and Humphreys smartly noticed the sadness and anger of being betrayed hidden in the dark eyes of the Queen.

Thinking of the relationship between Vicia and the Sax family and Vicia, Humphreys felt a little bit of understanding in his heart.

In the most dangerous moment of competition before taking the throne, it was the Sax family who provided the most help.

But obviously, what they support is not His Majesty Vicia, but their own interests.

Anger, like a flood of floods, carries the power of destroying the dead, and urgently needs an outlet.

After a long while, Vicia slowly leaned back on the back of the chair, her reason was pulling in her mind, something was gradually extinguished in her heart, and all the emotions disappeared in an instant, leaving only a cold and determined quiet profile.

"Recall Earl Eggers to the capital, ready to take the place of Glendal,"

"Remember not to let anyone notice,"

Earl Eggers, a fanatical Protestant, a lunatic who dared to urinate and dung outside St. Margaret's Church, was an out-and-out militant.

"Yes," Hanvers lowered his eyes, covered the flash of surprise in his eyes, bowed and saluted, ready to leave.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Mrs. Yaz walked in, her eyes swept over Humphus,

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Wen Lin has gone to Yinhe Village,"

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze, Vicia dropped the quill in her hand,

"Humphs, are you the one who condoned her being so daring?"

The biting chill oozes out from Vicia's calm and unwavering tone, and the invisible pressure instantly makes Hanvers tense up, he bows his head,

"Your Majesty, it was my negligence."

A faint cold light swept across the night cut off by the stone wall, Vicia stood up with the cold table top, and gave a strong command,

"Mrs. Yaz, go get the car ready, the sooner the better,"

"Your Majesty," Humphreys raised his head in astonishment after realizing Vicia's intention, "You shouldn't set foot in such a dangerous place. Have you forgotten the epidemic ten years ago?"

Ten years ago, an unknown epidemic swept through Brenzi, and in just a month, rotting corpses could be seen everywhere on the streets and on the side of the country roads.

Even Ampton Palace, which was semi-isolated from the outside world, did not escape, and almost all the maids in the castle died.

Vicia clearly remembered that she almost lost all contact with her mother during the epidemic, and the old things left behind by the maid who served her mother were either dead or burned.

The fear and loneliness of facing death alone made her unable to sleep with nightmares every night.

Finally, Bishop Lumi, the former cardinal archbishop, proposed a method to control the epidemic.

Collect all the sick people for diagnosis and treatment, do not allow entry and exit, and burn the corpse and the objects used by the corpse in time...

The powerlessness of being strangled by death all the time deeply shocked the surviving people.

After that, as long as there is a large-scale illness, the royal family and the church will implement closed isolation measures as soon as possible.

This effectively curbed the spread of the disease, but often at the cost of few people remaining in the epidemic area.

Even the family members and servants of the patients who were very healthy at first, this is the price that has to be paid.

Thinking of Wen Lin, Vicia's throat tightened. Reason told her that she shouldn't go, but the hasty and chaotic emotions in her body seemed to neigh sharply beside her ears.

Her eyes were heavy and she didn't hesitate any more. Vicia quickly threw up her robe and looked at Yazi, who was motionless, and said coldly,

"Mrs Yaz, I don't want to say the same thing a second time,"

Like a swift wind, shrouded in a wide cloak, the horses hooves rush towards the Yinhe Village in the dark night.

The iron-clad royal team moved in an orderly manner on the road, and the frightened pedestrians avoided it, awe, fear, and curiosity all fell on them.

And these Visyas have no time to take care of them, her hands on her knees are tightly clenched, and there is a rare daze in the bottom of her eyes.

If Wen Lin really walked into the epidemic area and contracted the epidemic, what should she do?

Humphreys followed closely outside the Queen's carriage, and in the gap where the curtains flew, he could catch a glimpse of the Queen's sharp profile face, very familiar, but very unfamiliar.

The lip line was straight, and Humphreys couldn't understand the Queen's outrageous behavior tonight.

The thin stars hung on the sky and flickered, and between the outlines of the rolling hills, a faintly flickering fire finally appeared.

The horses neighed, and after a long distance, Humphreys stopped the procession.

A common sense in this era is that diseases are caused by invisible harmful gases invading the human body (this is wrong

), keep a distance from the epidemic area as much as possible, and be able to ensure as much safety as possible (this is correct).

Vicia got off the carriage. Under the dim firelight, Wen Lin's figure was blurred, but she still recognized her at a glance.

In the same way, Vicia saw the silver armored knights who were surrounding Wen Lin.

It seems that she has not entered the epidemic area.

Breathing gently, the heart that was wrapped by the dullness under the sternum began to beat steadily again, and the blood warmed the cold fingertips.

Looking over Wen Lin's head to look at the epidemic doctor behind her, Vicia took a few steps forward slowly, and appeared under the uncertain firelight.

"Bishop Lucches, good evening," the indifferent and dignified voice diffused the shallow sense of oppression.

Huo Ran turned her head, and Wen Lin was taken aback, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

Out of the corner of the eye, she glanced at Wen Lin, and Vichy's eyes flickered quickly.

Walking away to one side, the leading epidemic doctor took off his beak mask, revealing curly golden hair and a slightly immature face. He took the lead and leaned over gracefully, "Good day, Your Majesty,"

Tonight is really a wonderful night, Lucches sighed in his heart, in the epidemic area that everyone can't avoid, first there is a lady with a similar style of diagnosis and treatment with the tutor, and then there is His Majesty Vicia.

Weird enough to believe it's true.

Straightforwardly stating the purpose, Vicia pointed at Wen Lin and said, "I'm here to take her away,"

Unexpectedly blinking, Lucches waved his hand to let the silver armored knights disperse,

"Your Majesty, I have no ill will towards this young lady, I just have some medical issues that I would like to discuss with her,"

There was no extra response, Vicia just waved to Wen Lin,

"Wen Lin, come here,"

His unwavering voice and his natural posture seemed to be domineering to show his ownership of Wen Lin.

Wen Lin raised her eyes dazedly, a soft corner in her heart seemed to be touched, neither painful nor itchy, but hard to ignore.

As they got closer, Wen Lin saw Vicia's slightly messy blonde hair and the tip of her nose that was frozen red by the evening wind.

In a trance, Wen Lin seemed to see an indescribable complex emotion on Vicia's face, including anger, worry, and a little bit of irritability.

Unconsciously softening her tone, she whispered again, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

With a light expression on her face, Vicia glanced at Wen Lin lightly, then turned around and dropped the words, "Get in the car,"

Behind him was Lucches' shout, "Your Majesty, please allow me to tell this lady that I am the bishop of Lyle District, and I will definitely visit her if I have the chance,"

Looking back, Wen Lin reluctantly got into the special carriage of Vicia,

The royal carriage is exquisite and luxurious. The wooden frame is wrapped in leather on the sides, and the edges are lined with linen lining and oily wax cloth. When you walk in, you can see the gilded woodwork and silk straps used to decorate the carriage.

This is the second time that Wen Lin has been in the same car with Vicia, but this time it's in a completely different mood.

A little embarrassed, and a little uneasy.

Did Vicia come to Yinhe Village on purpose because she was worried?

With this question circling in her mind, Wen Lin avoided Vicia's scrutiny, and she looked at the patterns in the carriage as if nothing had happened.

Silent cruising between the two, time seemed to be getting slower and slower, Wen Lin could clearly feel the scorching gaze falling on her face, which almost turned into substance.

She moved inward calmly, when Wen Lin was about to say something.

Out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Vicia's suddenly waving palm, and subconsciously closed his eyes,

A gust of wind blew past her cheeks, and her palm landed on the carriage behind Wen Lin's head.

There was a muffled sound, and it must have used a lot of strength.

With the cold fragrance intruding into the nasal cavity and the beautiful face approaching in front of her eyes, Vicia's entire upper body was pressed down on Wen Lin.

Her eyes were no longer restrained and calm, and anger poured out into the narrow and narrow distance without any scruples.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I hope this is the last time I solemnly warn you, don't be self-righteous, there are too many dangers that you can't deal with alone,"

The skin on Vicia's face was cold, but her breathing was hot. This alternating temperature made Wen Lin's spread fingers curl up again.

Don't start stiffly, Wen Lin slowed down her uneasy breathing, and replied bluntly,

"Your Majesty Vicia, I have my own considerations in my heart, and I won't be so stupid and ignorant that I will deliberately die,"

The evasion and seemingly indifferent attitude made Vicia's anger burn even more fiercely.

With a sudden force, Vicia pushed Wen Lin down on the soft cushion.

Under Wen Lin's shocked gaze, Vicia slowly leaned over, her dark blue pupils revealed a confused struggle, and her slightly cold fingers grabbed Wen Lin's white neck again, but did not exert any force.

The soft blond hair spread out on the side of Wen Lin's neck, her red lips brushed the sensitive auricle, she was a little weak and a little fragile,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, you should take my warning seriously,"

Vicia's breath was overwhelming, and the inexplicable emotions deprived Wen Lin of rational thinking almost instantly.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo, I like domineering my dimension~

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