With her hand hanging on Wen Lin's cheek, Vicia paused for a while, then gathered her fingers and put them back.

Even though Vicia and Mrs. Yaz were talking softly, Wen Lin woke up the first time.

She rubbed between her brows and held Vicia's wrist to detect her pulse. She was calm and strong, and she was all right.

Under Vicia's gesture, Mrs. Yaz withdrew.

The temperature under Wen Lin's fingertips was hot.

Vicia restrained her possessive desire at a certain moment. She stared at Wen Lin's hand, pulled her towards her, and then stroked the back of Wen Lin's head with her other hand, slowly and slowly. kneading.

There is an obvious raised lump on the back of the head, which was knocked on the carriage last night.

"Does it still hurt?"

Wen Lin's body was stiff and motionless, a trace of heat quickly rolled into her limbs from the skin of the two of them.

Does Vicia remember what happened in the carriage last night?

The scene from last night appeared in her mind, Wen Lin's mouth was dry, but her face was as dull as ever.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Wen Lin said, stepping back a distance, and withdrew her hand little by little.

The cold fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose faded, Wen Lin's mind suddenly became clear, her voice subconsciously slowed down,

"Until the wound is completely healed, it is best for Your Majesty not to leave the royal court, and to avoid prolonged blowing as much as possible,"

The sudden high fever was not caused by a wound infection, but more like a fever caused by physical stress. The most likely cause was the incident where the two of them rode their horses yesterday.

Casting her gaze at Wen Lin, she watched quietly for a moment, a trace of secret emotion flashed in her eyes, Vicia laughed,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, the order to appoint you as the Imperial Guard Officer has been issued,"

She gave more than expected, Wen Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, leaned over and kissed the back of Vicia's hand,

"Your Majesty Vicia, my trust in you is only a lot more than what you gave me,"

The atmosphere changed quietly, Vicia reached out and tangled a strand of Wen Lin's long hair around her fingertips, and her red lips were printed on Wen Lin's smooth forehead, leaving with a touch.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I choose to believe you," her voice was hoarse and charming, surrounded by cold breath.

There was a soft touch on her forehead, and Wen Lin's heart trembled violently. She looked up, and the dark light at the bottom of Vicia's eyes seemed to overlap with a deep and charming boundless vortex.

The line between them seems to be even more blurred.

Suddenly there was a little waiting in my heart.

Vicia watched every subtle change of expression on Wen Lin's face. In the extraordinarily quiet environment, even every breath of each other could be clearly heard.

After a long while, Vicia sighed in relief, she looked out the window, "Wen Lin, you have to remember, don't let yourself fall into a situation of isolation and helplessness prematurely,"

Wen Lin was about to take charge of the army of the royal capital, but she insisted on accepting the slaves in the arena, which severely stomped on the pain points of the nobles.

When their interests are touched and their fear and anxiety accumulate to a certain level, they will abandon their previous hatreds and join forces to try to stifle all the factors that make them uneasy.

Before that, Wen Lin must grow to an unshakable position.

Wen Lin lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, as long as you are here, I will not be alone."

Because of Wen Lin's words, Vicia quietly raised her lips.

Associating the arena with Yinhe Village, Visia suddenly understood Wen Lin's intentions.

I have to admit that yesterday she was affected by her emotions and her rational judgment.

Wen Lin's actions were not a deliberate gesture at all, but she clearly put her ambitions in front of Vicia's eyes. Wen Lin was not blaming her, but wanted to act in a tougher and more aggressive manner. way to change something.

She was sharpening herself into a sharp knife, a knife that would go forward for Vicia's will.

Undoubtedly, that would put Wen Lin in danger.

Sighing, leaning back slightly, Vicia helplessly laughed at herself, there were dangers everywhere around her, and there was no place to breathe.

She and Wen Lin have no choice.

They can only move forward.

Wen Lin stayed in the royal court until noon, and after having lunch together, Vicia sent Wen Lin to the gate of the royal court.

The lion statue on the battlement is majestic and solemn, like a monarch overlooking her country.

Hundreds of royal court knights stood in awe in the royal court square, their sharp spears pierced the sky, and together with the white walls soaked in the vicissitudes of wind and snow, they formed an outrageous scenery.

The dazzling sunlight shone on the queen, condensing into a soul-stirring edge without a word, flowing quietly between light and shadow.

It seems that all the darkness will become the embellishment on her crown.

Mrs. Yaz brought a sword that symbolized the rights of the imperial guards.

The hilt is made of lustrous mother oyster, and the handguard is decorated with gilt bronze with a lion pattern representing loyalty to the royal family.

Vicia took the saber and handed it to Wen Lin, her eyes darkened, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, My Servant, Your Excellency,"

This is an award ceremony that belongs only to them.

Without any formal oath, Wen Lin took out the cold sword, placed it in front of her chest and slowly bent her knees, and then raised her hoof with a majestic force, "God bless my king,"

"God bless my king,"

"..."

The overwhelming sound resounded in Wangting Square. Wen Lin rushed out of the royal court with a sword and horse, and then hundreds of royal court knights followed behind Wen Lin's horse.

Such as the rapids gathered on the cliff, rushed into the waves.

Visia looked at them, and the hazy mist in front of the blue eyes dissipated, revealing a distant and calm glimmer.

Wen Lin was walking away from her, but she seemed to be running towards her.

Until she can't see the shadow of the royal knights, Visia is not worried

He turned around slowly and walked back to the White House, with a genuine smile on his lips.

The horse's hoofs splashed dust on the avenue, and the surging momentum caused the crowd to disperse one after another. Looking at the incoming royal knights, they knelt down one after another.

However, unable to hold back her surprise and curiosity, she quietly looked at Wen Lin, who was headed by him.

It's a woman, wait... is she holding the sword that represents the royal guard?

Surprise was replaced by surprise. They widened their mouths and stared blankly at the mottled and broken light waving under the long black hair that fluttered in front of them.

Wang Qi traveled unimpeded all the way to No. 16 Tuva Road.

This movement was like a splash of boiling oil, causing Wang Du to quickly fry the pot.

The ministers in the Privy Council, who knew the Queen's wishes early in the morning, were still shocked, not to mention the nobles who did not know the news in advance.

The position of the Imperial Guard Officer was watched overtly and secretly by many people. It was only this morning that the news that the imperial edict would be issued, and the honor was awarded at noon.

Wen Lin, Wen Lin...

The nobles were uneasy, desperately thinking about everything about Wen Lin in their minds.

An oriental alien, still a woman, is your majesty crazy? What is she trying to do?

Among the common people, the news that Wen Lin served as a female bodyguard in the capital quickly spread, and it was linked to her previous deeds full of personal heroism.

There's a new bestseller in the tavern.

Compared with the nobles, the commoners seem to accept it faster. Most of them talk about it more with admiration and admiration, rather than obsessing over the identity of Wen Lin women.

But the voice of rebuke is still unavoidable,

"She brought shame to the Holy See,"

"Giving women the rights to overtake men is condoning sin,"

"The wrath of the Lord will come upon the land of the Golan, and this absurdity must be stopped,"

"..."

The Catholics who blindly respected the teachings of ignorance began to gather at St. Margaret's Cathedral under the urging of those who had a heart.

They knelt outside the church and prayed with plausibility, asking the Holy See to end their sins.

More and more people gathered. The red-clothed archbishop stood behind the narrow doorway and looked down at everyone coldly.

"I can't help myself, so I have to stay out of it,"

Lucches stood behind the archbishop without saying a word. After the archbishop left, Lucches turned his head and looked at the icon in the alcove.

The drooping end of his eyes shows the eternal indifference and sadness.

Lucches clenched his fists and closed his eyes in pain, recalling the notes his tutor left him.

"Lucius, I betrayed the Holy See, not the Faith, it was there and never changed,"

"God will not give you courage to withstand storms because of your faith, but benevolent acts can,"

"Lucius, you are a wise boy, I believe you will understand what I am saying,"

What exactly is right? Lucius questioned his heart again.

Wen Lin saved the believers of the Catholic Church. Her profound knowledge could save more suffering, but now the believers cursed her viciously because of her female identity, and wished to have another woman's skeleton on the stake.

She is a woman, but she should be innocent.

This idea suddenly popped into Lucches' mind, he hurried towards the chapel, his eyes darkened.

Wen Lin didn't have time to care about other people's thoughts. After arriving at No. 16, Tuyue Road, she dismounted and called out Mr. Brown, "Your Excellency, follow me to the arena,"

Looking at the neat and awe-inspiring royal knight behind Wen Lin and the saber in her hand, Brown was startled, and then he couldn't stop smiling.

Although now he is only a small housekeeper, but obviously following Wen Lin, he can encounter unimaginable opportunities.

Doesn't this prove it now?

Brownlee got on his horse, followed Wen Lin, and consciously began to talk about the arena.

After Vicia came to power, she strived for stability and rarely had friction with other countries. Therefore, most of the slaves in the arena now are rebel sinners or enemies of nobles.

The law could not impose the death penalty, so the nobles tried to send them to the gladiatorial arena.

This is basically the same as the death penalty.

Brown stopped abruptly, then said, "There's a guy you should be interested in, but he's hard to tame,"

Field Byrne.

During the reign of the previous king, he was the general who won the most victories. Unfortunately, he was on the side of the old nobles. After the rebellion failed, he was sent to the arena.

"He's been in the arena for five years?"

"Yes, Your Excellency Wen Lin, I heard that it was for the subordinates who were sent to the arena with him, so even though he won many victories on the celebration day, he never proposed to leave the arena,"

Hearing this, Wen Lin said lightly and thoughtfully, "He has weaknesses, so even a hungry wolf can be tamed, not to mention, he has concerns in his heart,"

Rubbing her wrist, Wen Lin quietly thought about the next arrangement.

Brown understood and closed his mouth. Although Wen Lin was usually very easy-going, when she was concentrating, Brown always felt the shadow of His Majesty Vicia on her body, and never dared to say anything to disturb her.

However, just after arriving at the Arena of Miletus, before dismounting, he had a sharp long handle. The gun stabbed towards Wen Lin.

The guns are sharp, and they have a life-and-death attitude.

Wen Lin turned back and quickly dodged.

The royal knights behind them quickly gathered around and stood in front of Wen Lin.

Taking advantage of this gap, Brown hurriedly whispered, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, **** it, I forgot to tell you that Eggers, a fighting lunatic who spends his days in the arena, was originally rumored to be the next royal guard."

The last sentence,

Don't take it too seriously.

Wen Lin met Eggers' contemptuous gaze. He was slender, even too thin, and he couldn't tell that he could use such domineering marksmanship.

But if you look into his eyes, you can clearly feel the strong bloodthirsty beast.

He looked at Wen Lin as if he was looking at a dead person.

With a disdainful snort, Wen Lin walked slowly to the arena under the cover of the royal knights.

"Are you Wen Lin?" Eggers' voice came from behind.

Without any pause, Wen Lin continued to move forward.

"Don't you dare to accept my challenge, Your Excellency Guard, are you not ashamed of your cowardice?"

Eggers' voice became louder and louder, causing the people around to gather around, their eyes swirling back and forth on Wen Lin and Eggers, whispering from time to time.

The author has something to say: If you want to ask for an advance receipt, the treasures move their little fingers, can you?

Title: "Stepmother"

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* Violent disease Jiao attack vs human little sun

Jiang Shangxue wore a book and became the cannon fodder of the same name in the indescribable text.

In the book, her company had an accident, her family property was taken away, and the most perverted thing was being given to her by her nominal stepmother Shi Wu...

As the villain boss Shi Wu who almost killed the male protagonist in the book, he is ill and violent, and his words are inconsistent with Tianliang Wangpo.

Jiang Shangxue, who was passing through, was shivering, only begging for her life.

Under the wrong circumstances, Jiang Shangxue is still unable to escape the villain's claws.

She simply broke the jar and fought against the villain.

Unexpectedly, Shi Wu suddenly changed his sex, and let the snow on the river do what it is.

Until a certain escape, Shi Wu grabbed the person back, locked it, and turned it over and over until dawn.

With a hoarse voice, he confessed unexpectedly, "I like you, be my wife,"

The world is raining heavily, I live for you.

I found that the foreshadowing can't be too detailed, otherwise the outline will be exposed. Let's talk about the emotional line. Wen Lin proposed to ask the people in the arena and take the queen to Yinhe Village, which actually made Wei angry. As for the reason for being angry, of course, it is because Wei has determined that he likes Wen and does not want to limit her to the relationship between monarch and minister, but these two actions of Wen seem to show that I am close to you, and to gain your initial trust is to be different. Tu, especially about Yinhe Village, from Wei’s point of view, is provoking her authority and questioning whether she can make Golan better. In the long run, if Wen Lin has always been this temperament , Then when she grows up, will there be a hidden danger of rebellion.