Showing one's vulnerable side has always been a taboo for all rulers.

Vicia didn't answer, and Wen Lin didn't ask any more, waiting quietly for Vicia to calm down.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Lin felt that Vicia carefully pressed her face to her hair, she whispered,

"Your Excellency, nothing happened,"

Wen Lin just turned her head to look, Vicia's eyes were a little red, and there was still water light left, as if waiting for someone to kiss Mizuze away.

Her throat rolled slightly, Wen Lin lowered her eyes, and hugged Vicia gently back, "All suffering will eventually pass,"

Wen Lin is not good at comforting people. She couldn't guess what made Vicia lose her temper, so she just said something in general.

This sentence made Vicia suddenly happy, yes, everything will pass, and she will drive away this powerlessness sooner or later.

After tentatively kissing Wen Lin on the face, and seeing that she hadn't run away, Vicia backed away contentedly, and then pulled Wen Lin to the desk, talking about her treatment of the Holy See.

The Duram sect died, and the remaining red sects, except Lucches, no one was a true believer in the teachings.

"I'm going to elect Lucchess as the new church leader in the Golan,"

The touch on her cheeks was itchy, soft, and her face was a little red. Wen Lin's cold palms seemed to be hot because of Vicia's closeness.

After thinking for a moment, she looked at Visia, who was smiling because she didn't dodge, and Wen Lin followed with a smile, and her suddenly tense body slowly relaxed.

If it can make Vicia happy, it seems that it is okay to be kissed.

Following Vicia's words, "The Lucches priest is indeed the only candidate, especially since he has already expressed his intention to turn to the royal court,"

Wen Lin just turned her head to the side, and she could smell the faint aroma of Wen Daoweixia's body, which was very nice.

Unconsciously, the two got closer.

Lucches' change was sudden, but it stood up to scrutiny. Wen Lin thought that it should be related to the truth of the year.

But anyway, it's a good thing.

After the trial, the Holy See will be further suppressed. Originally, the royal power could not interfere with the candidates for the new Red-clothed Master Cult.

It seems that most of the obstacles to the taxis lying at the feet of Vicia have been eliminated, and the next step is to develop steadily.

When Wen Lin was stunned, Vicia continued, "You will replace Lucches as the red priest of Sol Diocese,"

"Me?" Wen Lin raised her eyes in surprise.

In the entire Golan, there are only five five red priests, who are the real leaders of the parish. The land, income, and population of the parish are owned by the priests.

Strictly speaking, the power and status of the Cult of the Red Cult is no less than that of the Duke who is second only to the Queen.

With a faint smile, she stretched out her hand to bring Wen Lin's loose hair behind her ear, her fingers touched Wen Lin's lips inadvertently, and both of them paused.

Vicia's eyes flashed lightly, and then she said, "There is only you in the parish of Sol, a priest in white robes, you are promoted to the priest in red, justifiably,"

Such a big piece of fat, whether it is the church or the nobles, is staring at it.

Compared with falling into someone else's hands and being taken by Wen Lin, it is more reassuring.

Seeing that Wen Lin didn't answer, Vicia squeezed the back of her hand and pointed at the map of Table Mountain, "There is a large piece of land in Sol Diocese adjacent to your current territory. If you want to do something later, it will be more convenient, "

Wen Lin and Vicia mentioned the need to reform agriculture, in the words of the Garden of Eden, it is to deepen plowing and increase production.

Once the results are achieved, it will inevitably expand in size, and with the parish land, everything will go a lot better.

All these Vicias thought of for Wen Lin.

Nodding subconsciously, what Vicia said was right, just as Wen Lin came back to her senses, she saw Vicia's face came to her lips at some point.

The hot breath was sprayed on her face, Wen Lin turned her head uncomfortably, and bluntly changed the subject and said,

"Your Majesty, I'm hungry,"

Climbing to the top of the tower is a physical task. Wen Lin hadn't eaten since last night, and her empty stomach made a cooing sound at this time.

Vicia was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly.

She wanted to instruct the maids to prepare food, but Wen Lin stopped her first.

"The kitchen turns over and over and only cooks the few dishes that I have been taught. I'll go there myself."

Wen Lin originally thought that after learning how to cook, the kitchen would try new dishes on her own, but after eating so many meals, what Wen Lin taught was what Wen Lin taught that day.

After such a long time, Vicia should be tired of eating too.

Vicia stood up with Wen Lin, she nodded lightly, "Let's go,"

This posture is to go to the kitchen with herself, Wen Lin helplessly evoked a smile, and did not refuse.

After a thrilling half-day, Vicia didn't have the heart to manage political affairs, and she didn't need to worry about the rest, Francis and William would handle it properly.

When they walked out the door, the two found that the rain had stopped.

The heavy clouds in the sky are fading, and the translucent skylight is emerging from the clouds, and the green plants washed by the rain appear even more verdant.

Wen Lin followed behind Vicia with her hands behind her back, her eyes falling on the scattered layout of the garden from time to time.

Thinking of the greening in Yinhe Village that had not been considered before, Wen Lin thought of Mr. Zhuge's Eight Arrays.

With just a few stones, the general of the Wu State, Lu Xun, was trapped inside. To explain it with modern theories, he used acoustics, mechanics, and psychology at the same time.

It's like walking on a barren mountain in the middle of the night. If you stray into a slightly complicated terrain, and the environment at that time increases the sense of fear in your heart, it will be very difficult.

It is possible that ghosts hit the wall. If they encounter tombs or ghosts again, they will most likely lose their direction like a headless fly.

The terrain on the outskirts of Brenzi is very flat, and Yinhe Village is no exception. If you can set up an eighteen array map with the village as the center, it will enhance the concealment and make it easier for Wen Lin to make various attempts in the future.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin walked up to Vicia with great interest and told her about the origin of the Eight Arrays.

Deliberately slowed down and walked side by side with Wen Lin.

The principle is not difficult to understand, and it can be compared to the psychological tactics used when interrogating prisoners.

But the eight-array diagram that Wen Lin said was obviously more practical.

When the two asked and answered, they also explained the doubts about the same.

It was a short distance, but the two of them were abruptly dawdling for almost an hour.

Mrs. Yaz and a group of maids followed behind. The maids bowed their heads in a proper manner, but Mrs. Yaz clenched her hands silently.

It was obvious that the two of them had been walking well in tandem before, so why did they come together again.

From a distance away, Mrs. Yaz could clearly feel the intimacy and ambiguousness of Vicia and Wen Lin when they interacted.

Her heart tightened, and Mrs. Yaz's heart became more and more uneasy.

The Queen's future husband, who will soon visit the Golan, will stay in Brenz for several months to develop a relationship with the Queen.

Although they now only have a nominal engagement, in order to appease the Holy Court, the Queen had to deal with Duke Philip.

If in the past few months, the news that the Queen likes women has been revealed.

Oh~ Mrs. Yaz covered her mouth and didn't dare to think about it any longer.

Seeing the smile on Vicia's face, Yaz turned around and drove the other maids back.

Mrs. Yaz was a little fortunate to think that no one except herself knew about the more intimate actions between His Majesty Vicia and His Excellency Wen Lin. As long as they were more secretive, they might not be noticed.

Or should she remind your Excellency Wen Lin?

Under Mrs. Yaz's tangled eyes, Vicia and Wen Lin walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen steward was extremely attentive and brought everything Wen Lin needed. Madam Yaz threw everyone out of the kitchen unceremoniously, including the steward.

In the huge kitchen, only Vicia and Wen Lin were left looking at each other.

Mrs. Yaz's movements were quick, and she completed all the movements when Wen Lin found the flour and Vicia lowered her head to help.

"Since there is no one, then I can only ask His Majesty to stay and help,"

Wen Lin curled her lips and blinked her eyes, her face was vivid, which made her heart soften.

Vicia, who had never cooked food herself, was curious and itchy, she nodded and agreed.

The first dish is cold chicken shreds. There are not many seasonings needed. Salt, sucrose, and some flavoring seasonings are enough.

When Wen Lin was doing things, she was neat with her hands and feet, and she was particularly beautiful with one-handed swordsmanship.

Before Vicia could react, the shredded chicken and carrots were already prepared, then the egg was made into egg skins and then shredded. Finally, Wen Lin prepared the soup and mixed it up.

In fact, Vicia couldn't get involved in the whole process. She simply leaned on the only chair in the kitchen and watched Wen Lin intently.

It seemed that no matter what Wen Lin was doing, whenever she showed her focused expression as she was now, she was particularly attractive.

Seeing that Vicia seemed to be doing nothing, Wen Lin pushed the flour and chicken shreds that had been put in water in Vicia's direction.

"Your Majesty can taste it first, and then help to stir the flour," Wen Lin said, demonstrating the movements of mixing the noodles several times.

Wen Lin didn't notice, her tone was full of intimacy and casualness that can only be shown to Vicia, like the cool breeze blowing in the hot summer, from the inside to the outside, it made people feel comfortable.

The smile suddenly deepened in her eyes, and Vicia walked over with kindness. As a result, the bowl in Wen Lin's hand was learned in a similar manner.

Wen Lin continued to prepare the remaining soup and hot dishes.

The soup is ready-made, and the remaining hot dish doesn't take much time.

Wen Lin had already done the dough before Visiah had kneaded it.

Putting it on the stove to keep warm, Wen Lin naturally went to take over the work of kneading the dough. After a while, she was busy, and a little crystal thin sweat oozes from the tip of Wen Lin's nose.

Vicia reached out and wiped it for her, but she didn't notice that there was a lot of white flour on her hands, and there was an obvious white mass on the tip of her nose.

Both of them were stunned for a while, Wen Lin's chest seemed to be filled with enthusiasm, and after realizing it, she found out whether the behavior between her and Vicia was too intimate.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin stepped back calmly and said with a light smile, "Your Majesty, you can call the servants to come in and prepare to deliver the food to the White House."

Seeing Wen Lin's nervousness at a glance, Vicia lowered her eyelids, sighed inaudibly, washed her hands, walked out the door, and called the servants back.

Vicia didn't come in again.

The movement of her hands paused, and Wen Lin's clear pupils struggled for a moment, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Kneading the dough and sealing it as soon as possible, Wen Lin turned and started to mix the batter, hands up and down, and a few fluffy doughs were soon ready.

Putting the dough next to the stove, Wen Lin deliberately instructed the kitchen steward to be optimistic about the dough and let anyone touch it.

Most of the bread of this era is made of barley flour, not only is not soft, but also very hard, and it is feasible to use bread as a weapon in a sense.

The bread made by Wang Tingli is softer than that made by commoners, but it is still far from delicious.

The reason is related to fermentation technology.

Placing a piece of wet dough in an environment above zero will slowly ferment naturally. The higher the temperature, the

The faster the fermentation, the more soft and fluffy the fermented dough will be before baking bread.

There will only be more and more people in Yinhe Village, and the demand for food will also increase.

In the future, delicious bread and nutritious milk can also play a significant role in stabilizing social order.

Wen Lin subconsciously wanted to talk to Vicia, she turned her head, and there was no one around.

Realizing again that Vicia had left, Wen Lin hurriedly washed her hands, and asked someone to follow her with a face covering and walked out the door.

There was no sign of Vicia outside the door, and the kitchen steward stepped forward at the right time, "Your Majesty Wen Lin, Her Majesty Vicia asked me to tell you that she has already returned to the White House first."

Nodding to indicate that she knew, Wen Lin walked quickly to the White House.

Entering the restaurant, Winrington stopped, and Eggers was here too.

He sat at the table, and said something to Vicia with high eyebrows, which made Vicia laugh, and a set of tableware was already set in front of him, it seemed that he was going to have dinner with them.

There was a trace of worry in the bottom of her heart, but it was not obvious on her face. Wen Lin saluted in a proper manner, "Your Majesty, good day,"

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, sit down and say,"

Eggers has completely eliminated his hostility towards Wen Lin, he regained his expression, and praised Wen Lin in a proper manner.

Obviously it was a compliment, but Wen Lin couldn't be happy.

Especially after Wen Lin told him how to eat it with a roll of dough, Eggers began to try it endlessly.

Eat a piece of dough in a few bites. The food that was not much was solved by Eggers alone.

Wen Lin watched Vicia from the corner of her eye, and she only took a few bites slowly.

Seeing this, Wen Lin felt more and more uncomfortable, as if something that should have been monopolized by her was forcibly divided in half.

With the last half of the shredded chicken salad left, Wen Lin stretched out her hand and pinched Eggers' wrist unbearably, and pushed the shredded chicken salad to Vicia's hand without hesitation.

"Your Majesty Eggers, you have eaten enough, the rest can only be His Majesty's,"

Wen Lin's tone was a little harsh, and Eggers' face showed a look of astonishment, which soon turned to speechless doubts.

"Your Majesty Wen Lin, if His Majesty wants to eat, you can ask the kitchen to cook it at any time,"

From the beginning to the end, Vicia was observing the subtle changes in Wen Lin's expression, and when she saw that Wen Lin couldn't bear it any longer, Vicia's smiling shoulders trembled slightly.

She did not participate in the conversation between Wen Lin and Eggers, but silently rolled up the remaining chicken shreds and put them into her bowl.

The slow tasting is really delicious, especially after Wen Lin's rare temper.

The author has something to say: When I wrote about ghosts hitting the wall, I was a little scared hahahaha. For a while, I deliberately read ghost stories every day to sleep.