Queen and Her Duke

Vicia sat in front of the desk with her back to Wen Lin, and didn't respond when she heard the door open.

She raised her eyebrows, and stood there thoughtfully for a while, then Wen Lin walked to the side of the bed lightly and started to pack up the bed full of clothes.

The fabric was soft and cold, Wen Lin didn't know what to think, her mouth was dry and her face was suspiciously red.

Just at this moment, Vicia turned her head sideways, half of her face was cast in a halo, and her smile dragged out a bit of ridicule and teasing at the end of her eyes.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I heard from Namar that it would be very comfortable to wear them,"

Holding a few pieces of cool fabric in her hands, Wen Lin lowered her eyelids, feeling uncomfortable all over her body, and her fingers were curled up.

His voice was a little hoarse, and he deliberately explained seriously, "Well, if Your Majesty has not tried it, you can try it."

Her heart tightened, and only after she finished speaking did Wen Lin realize that the sentence seemed too ambiguous, and she hurriedly said, "In a few days, I will make some according to His Majesty's size and send them to the royal court."

It seemed that the more she explained, the more chaotic she became. Wen Lin closed her eyes and continued to pack up the clothes on the bed in silence.

Vicia's brisk laughter sounded in the silent space. She stared at Wen Lin and pointed out.

"Then I'll wait for Your Excellency to personally send it to Wang Ting,"

Nodding casually, her heart was a little chaotic, until Wen Lin packed all her clothes, she was barely calm.

Raising his eyes, he slammed into Visia's smiling eyes without warning, and the shyness that had not yet been hidden in an instant was revealed.

Wen Lin wanted to look away, but found that she couldn't move it at all. Vichy's pupils were like a vortex rolling her forehead in the boundless deep sea, attracting people firmly.

Waving at Wen Lin, Vicia smiled, "Your Excellency, come here,"

Yiyan walked over, and Wen Lin saw the world map she had drawn on the desk at a glance, with red lines marking several passages from the Europa continent to Daming.

The eyes of the two met, Vicia will hold Wen Lin's wrist, pull the person to sit beside her, rub her fingertips against her pulse, and lean over to touch her, kissing Wen Lin lightly. Lynn's lips.

Wen Lin did not hide, but turned her head to meet Vicia, her lips and teeth pressed against each other.

The fireplace was not lit, and in the cold air, each other's body temperature was extraordinarily warm and fiery. For some reason, the two gradually embraced each other, and Vicia couldn't help but let out a low groan.

This made Wen Lin's heart tremble, and she encouraged her to hold her heavy breathing. She cherished a kiss on the forehead of Visia, and whispered, "Your Majesty, I want to hold you,"

Vicia raised her lips, and lay on her side in Wen Lin's arms, a secret joy welled up in her heart, but nothing was revealed on her face.

Quietly hugging each other, Vicia suddenly pointed to an area on the right side of the map circled by Wen Lin,

"Is this country called Daming your hometown?"

Vicia learns things quickly, and now she has mastered nearly a thousand simple Chinese words, so even if Wen Lin on the map is marked in Chinese, Vicia can understand it.

The light in her black eyes scattered like waves hitting the rocks. Wen Lin didn't hide her disappointment, "Maybe so, I'd like to visit when the time is right."

According to the corresponding historical process, the Chinese kingdom in the east at this time is the Ming Dynasty, but the Europa continent does not completely correspond to Europe. This is an overhead world.

Everything can only be confirmed when you see it with your own eyes.

There was a slight wrinkle between Vicia's brows, and her expression was serious, "Don't go, unless you go with me,"

Pulling the corners of her mouth, Wen Lin nodded helplessly and comforted, "This idea is still far away from us, very, very far away,"

Although in recent decades, there have been new islands discovered by navigators on the Europa Road, but looking at the map, it can be found that these islands are not far from the Europa mainland.

The fundamental reason is that limited by the current navigation technology, it is difficult to support long-distance voyages.

It will be a long process to wait for the comprehensive breakthrough development of navigation technology.

Although Wen Lin can design more advanced ships, the skills of sailors and the preservation of food on board are all subject to debate.

Just when Wen Lin was going to talk to Vicia about the placement of Fangtings slums, Namar knocked on the door,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, Miss Anne is here to find you,"

Namar lowered his head, deliberately not mentioning Visia, guessing in his heart that His Majesty's dress should not let people find her here, but unexpectedly found that it was His Majesty Visia who came to open the door.

"Miss Anne, what's the matter with you?"

The expression and tone of voice were very calm, and no one could hear any emotion, but just a glance, Annie's legs suddenly became a little weak, she hurriedly lowered her head and curtseyed,

"Good day, Your Majesty Vicia,"

"Miss Anne, answer my question,"

Even in the most bland tone, there is a sense of oppression that makes one's bones tremble. Annie sweats on her forehead, and secretly thinks in her heart that Your Majesty should have left long ago, why did he appear in the bedroom of Your Excellency Wen Lin.

Doubts hovered in Annie's heart, and she quickly thought of a reasonable statement.

"Your Majesty, the new bra is very comfortable to wear, but I don't like the embroidery pattern on it. I heard from the servant that long skirts can be customized, so I just wanted to ask if the bra can also be customized according to the customer's preferences. ,"

All of them were women, Annie said calmly.

Vicia squinted at the innocent-looking Wen Lin and raised her eyebrows unhappily, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, is it alright?"

The air seemed to be stiff for a few breaths, Wen Lin smiled silently, and her fingers tickled lightly in Visia's palm, "Miss Anne, except for long skirts, everything else can't be customized,"

Annie lowered her head, in the field of vision

I happened to be able to see the hands that Vicia and Wen Lin were holding tightly, as well as the small movements between them.

Thinking of a possible idea, Annie's face turned pale, and she struggled to hold up her elegant demeanor despite the oppression brought by Vicia.

"Your Majesty, the last dance is coming, I would like to invite Your Excellency Wen Lin to dance together,"

The banquet is coming to an end. No matter what, Wen Lin should show up. This is the most basic etiquette. An invitation to dance together sounds very reasonable.

Her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and the light that slanted in revealed a fine shadow under Visia's eyes. Her lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything and just looked at Wen Lin quietly.

Before she moved, Wen Lin stretched out her hand and landed on the back of Vicia's waist. She spun around like a show of affection. The corners of the light fell on Annie, and she refused directly.

"Miss Anne, it's a pity that I haven't learned Golan's dance and can't dance with you,"

Being rejected again and again, Annie was silent for a while, and left first with a very knowledgeable interest.

After Annie left, Wen Lin dragged Visia in, closed the door, and locked her tightly between the door and her body.

"Annie is a little weird, I really don't remember any interaction with her,"

Wen Lin spoke in a hurry, the short hot air sprayed on Vichy's cheek, as if being scratched by a feather, itching and sultry.

Learning from the previous experience, Wen Lin's explanation this time was very sincere and timely.

How could Visia not know what she was thinking, so she didn't embarrass Wen Lin, but instead she thought about the intention behind Annie's actions, and pointed out the strange things worth noting,

"A lot of noble ladies came to this banquet, only Miss Anne came to you,"

At this time, the two of them were friendly and the atmosphere was harmonious. Wen Lin considered it for a while before saying, "Miss Anne's father is the chief judge of the Star Chamber Court. Is it possible that her father ordered it?"

Other nobles may not be aware of Wen Lin's actions in the royal city, but many deeds require the judges of the Star Chamber Court to be witnesses.

If you are paying attention, the judge should be the noble who knows what he is doing best, except Vicia.

As one of the members of the Privy Council, the justice has always followed Vicia's will in front of others. If Annie really got the justice's suggestion, Wen Lin could not guess the intention of his move for the time being.

Vicia smiled and stretched out her hand to smooth the wrinkle between Wen Lin's brows, "No need to think about it, maybe it's Miss Anne who loves you?"

Since the window paper was pierced, the interaction between the two became much more natural. Wen Lin glared at Vicia,

"Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense, you should be on the lookout for whether the Chancellor is against his will,"

Women who fall in love with women will be pulled to the gallows and burned to death in this ignorant and backward age.

Although the fate of the nobles is not so tragic, they cannot escape the fate of being reviled and imprisoned.

The reason for Wen Lin's refusal to cross the line between monarch and minister was never because she couldn't accept the love between women and girls, but more because she was worried about Vicia's future situation.

Countless Golan people are staring at her, and their desire for a male monarch has not weakened because of Visia's efforts.

It was hard for her to imagine how many embarrassing attacks and abuses would be brought to her if rumors spread that Vicia likes women.

Vicia should be a wise monarch, and falling in love with herself will undoubtedly become an extremely difficult and dangerous thing, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.

But when the flood of love sweeps over, what can resist?

Seeing the light that suddenly dimmed in Wen Lin's eyes, Vichy silently suppressed the sour feeling in her heart, and quietly disappeared with the wind pouring in from the window.

Suddenly, Vicia frowned frivolously, and slipped her hand to Wen Lin's waist, "Your Excellency, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance together,"

Pressing the pulp of her index finger on Wen Lin's lips, she stopped what Wen Lin was about to say, "I will teach you personally, Your Excellency,"

The melodious queue dance just came to an end, and the gentlemen and ladies were leaving the stage gently and gracefully with the melody.

When the last syllable fell, Vicia held Wen Lin's hand and paced down the spiral staircase.

The long dresses of the two are very plain, without any decoration.

Everyone in the hall noticed them for the first time, and they all leaned over and saluted.

Surprise, surprise, and envy.

Her Majesty Visia also attended the banquet hosted by Your Excellency Wen Lin, and made such an intimate gesture in public.

Coincidentally, everyone silently raised Wen Lin's status in their hearts.

Going down the last stairs, Vicia nodded towards the sound engineer, ""Celtic Waltz""

The amorous feelings and the flute played high notes, Vicia wrapped her arms around Wen Lin's waist and put one hand on Wen Lin's shoulders, "Your Excellency, do as I say,"

Everyone saw Wen Lin whirling out to the rhythm of the music, her skirt blooming like petals, and her long jet-black hair pouring out like water, forming a beautiful painting with the dazzling candlelight.

The rhythm of the Celtic waltz is bright and bright, and there are many difficult movements that leap and fly.

But the two people in the center of the hall cooperated seamlessly, like two dazzling flames, swaying indulgently and charmingly.

Annie, who was hidden in the crowd, looked at the two people in the center of the crowd, her eyes were unclear, didn't she say she couldn't dance?

Or is it really as I guessed, there is actually some kind of unspeakable relationship between Her Majesty Vicia and Your Excellency Wen Lin.

Wen Lin followed Vicia's beat, and the distance between them fluctuated far and near, so close that their cheeks were touching, and so far that they bloomed at the end of their arms.

The dance music came to an abrupt end in the most intense melody, and they embraced each other in front of everyone's eyes.

Vicia recovered her breath and pressed against Wen Lin's ear, "Your Excellency, you don't look like you've never learned Golan's dance steps,"

slowly let go

Vicia, Wen Lin smiled lightly, "In my country, I'm more used to calling it a waltz,"

They looked at each other, smiled, and then parted without a trace.

The end of the last song heralds the end of the banquet.

Taking advantage of this short gap, nobles rushed to get close.

Each has its own headache, and across the crowd, the two looked at each other tacitly.

Annie, who has been following Wen Lin, walked up to Wen Lin when no one was paying attention, and spoke meaningfully about Vicia's marriage.

"Your Majesty Wen Lin, I heard that Prince Philip's ship will dock at Brenzi in two days. He made a special trip to cultivate feelings with His Majesty Vicia,"

The author has something to say: Annie: How can I have a bad mind? I just like beautiful sisters