The icy moonlight quenched a layer of sharp light on the guards guarding the front of the hall. The luxurious skirt was hidden in the shadow behind the stone pillar, and he walked up the stone steps without haste.

"Crack," was the tiny scratching sound of the long knife unsheathed.

"Your Majesty, the second appraisal is still fruitless. The best blacksmith in Golan can't tell the material of this strange knife, only that the flexibility, hardness and strength of this knife are much higher than other cold weapons."

The cold wind blew up Vicia's blonde hair, drawing a cool arc in the night.

Yaz looked at the brooding Vehia, hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I went to check it, Livor's long one. There was one part of the gun that was almost cut in half by this knife, but the blade of this knife had no flaws. damage,"

Reaching out to take the knife in Yazi's hand, Visia cast her gaze into the black sky covered in the distance, just like her mood at this time.

Silently walking through the corridor and through the courtyard, Vicia looked at the closed door, suddenly stopped and said, "Mrs. Yaz, you go back to the White House first,"

The sound of footsteps behind her gradually faded away, Visia clenched the knife in her hand and pushed open the door.

The lamp was on, but no one was there.

Vicia walked in slowly, her eyes swept across the empty table and the clean and tidy bed.

After standing there for a while, she suddenly approached the bed, slowly sat down on the side of the bed, and flicked the soft pillow.

Then he got up and closed the door and left, walking towards the River Thame outside the castle.

Unsurprisingly, in the sparse firelight, the sound of brisk laughter gradually became clear.

Wen Lin was being wrapped in a soft blanket, revealing the top of her fluffy head. Bessie and Namaner seemed to be following her instructions, roasting some invisible food on the bonfire.

They seem to be having a good time.

"So all those stories about oriental adventures in the tavern are true?"

"Beautiful ladies, I can't vouch for that, but my story must be true,"

"Hahahahaha,"

"…"

Vicia stopped and listened intently to the seemingly casual conversation between them.

Until Namar said, "Your Majesty is fraternal and kind, it is our family's honor to be able to serve in the palace,"

Wen Lin suddenly stopped smiling, and answered without meaning, "Is the Queen not stingy to show her kindness to the enemy?"

"This..." Bessie and Naman were at a loss for words, and the atmosphere fell into a subtle atmosphere for a while.

Until a gentle yet majestic voice broke the embarrassing scene,

"Wen Lin, you shouldn't embarrass them, it's better for you to ask me this question directly,"

A strange feeling that made the hair stand up was clinging to the back along the spine, oozing with a hint of coolness.

Wen Lin turned her body slightly stiffly and bowed her knees, "Your Majesty, good day,"

Vicia's red lips moved, and she walked to Wen Lin unhurriedly, holding up Wen Lin's arm to support her, with an unbelievably gentle tone,

"I usually give the enemy the chance to choose his side again, repentance is forgiveness, persistence is death,"

Keeping her knees bent, Wen Lin could only see the delicate and moving chin line of the Queen when she looked at it from her own point of view.

She suddenly remembered the description of the bard in the tavern.

When the queen puts on the crown and puts on Chinese clothes, she is the great sword that God holds in his hands to split the night. The bright blade hides a thrilling beauty, which is more dazzling than the sun.

Wen Lin's eyelashes trembled quickly, and she blurted out a question that sounded very stupid,

The flat tone without ups and downs, without emotion, makes it difficult to tell whether she is joking or provoking.

"Your Majesty, what if it's me who is obsessed?"

Bessie and Namanr on the side were dumbfounded, no matter what purpose Wen Lin had, she was blaspheming the queen's majesty.

It was clear that Your Excellency Wen Lin was in a good mood just now, without losing his sense of humor. Why did they dare to provoke again and again? They opened their mouths, trying to find a suitable reason to defend Wen Lin.

When she was speechless, Vicia raised her hand to stop them and let them leave.

The river wind passing through the woods carries just the right fragrance of grass and trees. It was a cold and wet night. Because of the burning bonfire, a warm and comfortable area has been opened up.

Vicia pondered for a while, then simply sat down beside Wen Lin, and put the long knife on Wen Lin's side, her gaze swept across Wen Lin's face without hesitation.

With a slight smile, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, can I understand that you are planning a way out for yourself,"

The blanket draped over her body slipped, and Wen Lin propped herself forward on the grass with one hand, leaned slightly to the side, and narrowed the distance between her and Vicia.

The queen was smiling, but her sharp eyes seemed to penetrate her heart, and all the hidden darkness was about to disappear.

But the smile on Wen Lin's face did not diminish, she looked directly into Vichy's eyes, "Your Majesty, I am in your palm, where can I retreat?"

"Haha,"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

They were so close that they could see the tiny fluff on each other's faces clearly, and they could see every subtle expression clearly.

And Wen Lin's slightly open neckline.

Because of the wound on her body, her robe was very loose, and she couldn't see anything hidden under the blanket, but at this time the blanket slipped off, and her shiny skin was like a flower that was about to bloom, with an alluring fragrance.

Vicia's eyes darkened, her eyes swept across Wen Lin's slender brows, her breathing sank slightly.

He stretched out his hand suddenly and pressed it on Wen Lin's collar.

Unprepared, Wen Lin widened her eyes abruptly, but didn't show any refusal.

Cold-white fingertips rubbed along the collar inch by inch, Visiah closed the collar little by little, moving slowly and meticulously, until she picked up the blanket and completely wrapped Wen Lin.

She sighed softly, suddenly let go of her hand, and looked away.

There is a crudely made barbecue grill on the bonfire, and on the plate next to it are the ingredients that Wen Lin asked Bessie and Namar to clean up, shrimp, eel, beef, mushrooms with long legs...

There is also a savory sauce.

Seeing that Wei Shiya didn't speak for a while, Wen Lin first closed the blanket on her body, then rubbed the tips of her ears that were a little hot, and finally stretched out her hand to take out a bunch of tested eel meat. Fragrant Siyi, just smell it, it will make people's appetite arouse.

Wen Lin took the initiative to hand the eel meat to Vicia's mouth.

Slightly narrowing her eyes, Vicia looked at the string of strange foods with an alluring aroma in front of her, pursed her lips and remained unmoved.

"Your Majesty is afraid of me being poisoned?" Wen Lin asked sternly.

Vicia was silent and responded with an attitude.

With a light snort, Wen Lin took a bite and swallowed it, and then handed the eel skewer to Vicia's lips.

This is a slightly childish but potentially dangerous move.

Who can be sure that this string of eel meat is not poisonous?

The quiet eyes lifted slowly and landed on Wen Lin's red lips dipped in some sauce. Vihia lowered her head to bite the eel meat, and touched Wen Lin's lips with a cold finger.

Slowly wiped off the bit of juice that fell on Wen Lin's lips, Vicia licked her lips, "Your Excellency, it's unexpectedly delicious,"

Meaning in the words.

The eel meat that Vicia bit off was exactly where Wen Lin had put her mouth down.

Is this an indirect kiss?

Wen Lin's lips were unstoppably hot, as were her cheeks, and the skin that was stroked by Vichy's fingertips just now.

She looked at the remaining eel meat, pinched herself hard, and interrupted the messy thoughts in her mind in time.

Facing this unexpected and strange feeling, Wen Lin subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

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