Reason and emotion grabbed Wen Lin's thinking first.

"Your Majesty, is this a compliment? Or is it something you came up with to deceive me again?"

The bottom of Wen Lin's eyes flickered with splendid broken light, overlapping with a shallow cold hard edge.

Looking at her carefully, Vicia found that Wen Lin's eyes seemed to have lost some warmth, she raised her eyebrows gently, she said slowly,

"Your Excellency, why did you say that?"

"That night at Ampton Palace, nothing happened, did it?"

After being silent for a long time, Vicia suddenly smiled softly, without the slightest panic that was pierced, but a little playful interest poured into her,

Wen Lin, who suddenly became tough and estranged again, seemed more like she wanted to hide from Visia's eyes.

She walked to Wen Lin, raised her hand to pick up a strand of dangling hair, but was avoided by Wen Lin sideways.

With her hand in the air, Vicia was stunned and withdrew her hand with ease. She stared at Wen Lin's face intently,

Her eyebrows are slender and long, with a strong color, her pupils are pure black, and the darkness can't see the end.

There was a slight playful luster in the bottom of her eyes, and Vicia said in a meaningful way,

"Your Excellency, you seem to regret that nothing really happened that night,"

Taking a deep look at Vicia, Wen Lin retorted in a calm and low tone, "Your Majesty, do you think you are the quality a monarch should have?"

Wen Lin couldn't deny that Vicia belonged to a type of women she admired very much. She was persevering, full of wisdom, and under her delicate and beautiful appearance, her every move was filled with a calm and attractive spirit.

But this does not mean that she will go through fire and water for her just like the servants of countless queens.

Her arrogance was never inferior to Vicia.

Wen Lin is a person who will be stubborn after clearing the logic. At least for now, she and Vicia should not be too close.

She should carefully stick to the boundaries of mutual use.

Wen Lin's words and actions of clear resistance made the smile at the bottom of Visia's eyes dim.

"These unruly eagles can learn to obey only after suffering,"

The calm tone quietly stirred up a spark between the two of them.

Lifting the corner of her mouth, Wen Lin looked up through the gaps in the vines wrapped around the wooden frame above her head. The clouds were floating on the vast blue sky, and it seemed that a sharp eagle roared through the clouds and fell into her ears.

She pursed her lips indifferently, and there seemed to be a stiff breath in the air. Wen Lin retorted **** for tat for the first time,

"Your Majesty Vicia, I have never been an eagle that can be tamed. Painful torture will never make me bow my head willingly,"

The face that has completely faded from the smile is like an ice ridge hanging high in the winter, and the cold temperature pierces the pupils.

The unyielding eyes of both of them tore and collided in the bright sunlight, entangled with a colder temperature.

Bessie and Namaner stood stiffly not far away. They lowered their heads and listened to Miss Wen Lin's rebellious remarks in disbelief. These were words that could lose their heads at any time.

The body trembled slightly, and they prayed in their hearts in horror, hoping that Her Majesty Vicia would not blame Miss Wen Lin.

The breath was a little chaotic, Vicia took the lead to look away, and suddenly leaned closer to Wen Lin, her lips were against Wen Lin's ear, and the calm statement was intertwined with demagogic power.

"Your Excellency, it was never my intention to be tough with you,"

The breath on the side of the ear slowly dissipated the ambiguous taste. Wen Lin lowered her eyes to hide the momentary tremor, and she took a step back.

After quick thinking, Wen Lin decided to take the opportunity to express her request, "Your Majesty, I want the freedom to enter and exit the royal court at any time, and there is a territory near the royal court,"

Reversely cut her hands, Vicia looked at Wen Lin thoughtfully, unable to hide her surprise.

Her lips moved, "Why?"

Vicia couldn't help but reflect, because her connivance was not obvious enough, and she simply wanted to escape from the royal court.

Looking back at Vicia calmly, Wen Lin was silent for a while before saying, "Your Majesty, you have government affairs that you need to deal with every day, and I also have things I want to do,"

A trace of vigilance instantly appeared in Vicia's unfathomable dark blue eyes, and the moment she swept towards Wen Lin, it was like a sharp blade rubbing against the slender neck.

But soon, the wind that came and went without a shadow disappeared without a trace.

She stepped outside the beast garden and agreed in a low voice, "Yes, but you must bring a team of royal knights."

With the previous experience of being chased and killed, it is not difficult to understand Vicia's cautious attitude, and Wen Lin has no reason to refuse.

It went smoother than I imagined. It seemed that the dull heart began to relax slowly, and Wen Lin trotted to catch up.

"Your Majesty Vicia, thank you," said thanks naturally.

Wen Lin didn't realize that at the moment she thanked her, Vicia's pace suddenly stopped for a moment.

Vicia couldn't help thinking in her heart, maybe she used the wrong way to get along with Wen Lin.

Witnessing the whole process, Bessie and Namar were unable to describe the complicated feelings in their hearts. They quickly switched between extreme fear and sudden relaxation, and their hearts couldn't stop thumping.

They looked at each other and saw the unquenchable surprise in each other's eyes.

Her Majesty Vicia has no sign of anger. Has Miss Wen Lin always been with Her Majesty Vicia like this?

The few people walked silently all the way, Wen Lin followed Wei Shiya very consciously, and sent her to the door of the White House again.

Just when Wen Lin wanted to say something to her to ease the dull atmosphere, Brown appeared.

"Your Majesty, Miss Wen Lin," Brown ran out panting, saluting meticulously and in a careful tone, he was a little annoyed, why did he come close to find Her Majesty Vicia

also.

"The distillation tools have been brought in, just outside the kitchen,"

"Distillation tools?" A faintly suspicious gaze fell on Wen Lin's face.

Helplessly sighed, obviously Brown came at a wrong time.

Wen Lin had to answer, "I asked Mr. Brown to help find the distillation tools and bring them into the royal court."

With a pale expression, Vicia pointed out sharply, "What are you going to do with the distillation tool?"

With the previous record of face cream and rose mouth lip balm, Vicia had no difficulty guessing that Wen Lin might be doing something new again.

"Alcohol," Wen Lin replied.

It's a completely unfamiliar word, Vicia repeated it several times,

"Is it a kind of wine only found in the East?"

A low laughter slipped out of her throat, and Wen Lin's mood improved a little unexpectedly when she saw Visia, who had always been outspoken, falling into the ignorant state of seeking knowledge.

Shaking her head with a smile, Wen Lin took the initiative to invite Visia,

"It's not wine, it's a substance extracted from wine. It can play an unexpected role. If Your Majesty is interested, you can go and see,"

After a slight pause, Vicia and Wen Lin turned and walked towards the kitchen.

The distillation tools that were brought in could be seen in the distance. Wen Lin was a little excited. She quickened her pace and walked to the distillation tools.

From the appearance alone, it is more sophisticated than Wen Lin imagined, and a bathtub steamer in modern distillation tools has appeared.

Brown had built a simple cooktop under the steamer, and now it's just wine.

"Mr. Brown, could you please go to the cellar and get a barrel of the strongest wine,"

Subconsciously turned his eyes to Vicia, only to see the latter nodded slightly, and Brown arranged for someone to fetch the wine.

Because of Vicia's unexpected arrival, the servants outside the kitchen were all evacuated.

In the empty field, there were only Vicia, Wen Lin, the winemaker, Brown and a servant beside Brown for driving.

After fetching the wine, Wen Lin was so busy that she didn't have time to take care of others. While discussing with the winemaker, she tried to make some modifications herself, such as temporarily adding a simple cold water tank outside the serpentine tube for cooling.

Pour the wine into the steamer, Wen Lin sniffed it, it was gin.

It may be because the distillation technology is not fully mature, the liquor is not clear enough, some impurities can be smelled in the aroma of the wine, and the aroma is not glycoly enough.

Ignition and heating, Wen Lin asked the most critical temperature control question,

"How can the temperature be controlled within the optimal purification range,"

I saw the winemaker on the side pick up the water ladle placed on the side, sprinkle some water on the outer wall of the steamer, and point to the two dark lines on the steamer.

"When the water droplets disappear between these two lines, it means that the most suitable temperature has been reached. If it is higher than the above line, it means that the temperature is too high, and if it is lower than the small surface line, it means that the temperature is too low. ,"

Previously, Wen Lin had been worried about how to accurately control the water temperature without a thermometer.

Who would have thought that the car must have a way to the front of the mountain, and the old wine masters on the Europa continent have their own set.

During this period, Wen Lin and the winemaker cooperated very well. In about an hour, the first distilled wine had been collected.

The liquor distilled from the first pass still has some variegated colors.

After cleaning the steamer, Wen Lin repeated the distillation steps again.

Repeatedly, Wen Lin did not stop until the liquid that flowed out became transparent.

Brown anxiously observed Vicia, who had been left to the side all the time. She stood there quietly, listening carefully to the conversation between Wen Lin and the winemaker, and occasionally showed a puzzled look.

Seeing that there was no sign of danger, Brown quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The eyes that fell on Wen Lin again became indescribable, Brown thought to himself, he dared to leave His Majesty Visiah aside for granted, and not make her angry, it should be the only one in front of him.

After splashing the final product on the ground, Wen Lin picked up the burning firewood and approached it.

Immediately, the liquid on the ground quickly burned. After it was extinguished, Wen Lin squatted down and touched it. The pulp of her fingers was dry, leaving no excess water droplets.

This shows that the concentration of the extracted alcohol is at least 90% or more, and then adding distilled water to control the concentration to about 75% as much as possible, you can get the 75-degree alcohol with the best sterilization effect.

Wen Lin's happy mood was very obvious, Vicia dropped her hand to one side and tapped casually, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Seemingly infected by Wen Lin's smile, she followed with a smile.

It seemed that Wen Lin had not shown such a bright smile for a long time since she came to Golan.

The heart seemed to be stirred by the fluttering feathers, and the fire was beating in the bottom of her eyes. No one noticed how gentle Vichy's eyes were looking at Wen Lin at this time.

Hiding the arrogance and perseverance that he was used to, the already outstanding face silently passed over a gentle and delicate demeanor.

When the eyelashes tremble slightly, she is charming and passionate.

The author has something to say: Vicia: Your Excellency Wen Lin, do you love me?

Wen Lin: I love you, but I love science more

The Holy See trial and the bombing of the tower are put together, of course, I want to have such a small amount of military power before again~

I Wen: Am I finally going to stand up?