After getting on her horse, Wen Lin grabbed the reins and chased after her.

Wang Ting's carriage appeared in the field of vision, Wen Lin speeded up to catch up, "Your Majesty, stop, you listen to my explanation,"

Unexpectedly, after seeing Wen Lin catching up, Vicia instead told the groom to ignore it.

Next to the carriage, she called a few more times. Seeing that Vicia didn't want to pay attention to her, Wen Lin jumped from the horse to the carriage.

The groom was suddenly startled, and even the carriage was a little unstable. Wen Lin grabbed the reins, stopped the carriage smoothly, and said toward the carriage, "Your Majesty, it's really not what you saw."

After driving the groom out of the carriage, Wen Lin simply turned the horse's head and drove towards her mansion again.

This time there was no one around, Wen Lin lowered her voice and explained what happened in her original form.

But Vicia in the carriage still ignored it.

Just when Wen Lin was uneasy, Vicia's voice finally came from the carriage, "Stop the carriage and come in,"

After finding a quiet corner, Wen Lin stopped the carriage and got into the carriage.

The dark eyes swept across Wen Lin's face, and then moved away calmly, Vicia pointed to the position beside her, and said lightly, "Sit over,"

Wen Lin was speechless for a moment, she walked over and sat down, looking at the person beside her seriously, "Vishia, this is the first time I have met Miss Anne,"

For no reason, Wen Lin didn't want Vicia to misunderstand, let alone make her feel uncomfortable or angry because of herself.

Bowing her head, her eyes flashed lightly, and Vicia said expressionlessly, "Your Excellency, one's eyes cannot deceive anyone, Annie looks at you differently,"

Wen Lin irritably pulled the hair on her forehead behind her ears, and a few strands of hair swept into her neckline with her movements, swaying shadows of unknown meaning.

Could it be that Annie has other thoughts about her? Wen Lin wondered if they didn't have any intersection before.

"Your Majesty, her thoughts have nothing to do with me and have nothing to do with me,"

When she said this, Wen Lin's expression and tone were extremely cold, like a snow mountain that could never be melted.

The beautiful lips were pressed even tighter, and Visia suddenly grabbed Wen Lin's wrist, pressing the entire upper body over, forcing Wen Lin into the innermost corner,

"Your Excellency, what about me, you are always avoiding my heart, whether I am in your heart is irrelevant,"

There was a little painful struggle, and a little self-deprecation and disappointment in the rapid questioning.

Wen Lin heard it, and she subconsciously denied it, "Vishiya, you are different, you are different from everyone else,"

Following Vicia's movements, she clings to the wall of the car, her voice remarkably firm.

Staring at Wen Lin for a long time, Vicia bent her lower lip, and a kiss fell on Wen Lin's lips, "Your Excellency, then don't reject me, what should you do to convince me,"

It's no longer the shallow taste in the past, Vicia's kiss was fierce and urgent this time.

Like an insatiable beast, entangled and seized again and again, some rough, some crazy.

Grabbing the sweet breath and taste in Wen Lin's lips and teeth, Vicia's hand that was hanging to one side gently probed into Wen Lin's robe and wandered.

A little cold and a little itchy.

Wen Lin straightened her back, rubbing gently as her chest rose and fell in the narrow space. The rub, and the fragrance from Vicia's body seemed to weave an impenetrable net together, wrapping her tightly, making her unavoidable.

The smooth feeling on her waist and abdomen caused Wen Lin to tremble slightly. She bit her lip and wrapped her arms around the back of Vicia's neck, rubbing forward involuntarily.

The body seemed to be on fire, and the temperature where Vicia touched was particularly scorching.

From the waist up, Vicia's hand finally fell on Mian. on soft snow.

The touch is delicate and beautiful, and in Wen Lin's blurred eyes that gradually shone with water, Vicia squeezed neither lightly nor heavy, and then tossed and turned. Lift up the two most reddish buds on the branches.

This entanglement is secret and long.

After exhausting her stamina to restrain herself, Wen Lin did not make any sound, but her body became more sensitive because of this. Feeling, the water in the eyes condenses and disappears on the temples.

Feeling the wetness in her fingers, Vicia stopped and looked at Wen Linhong. The swollen and disfigured lips were satisfied but also somewhat regretful, "Your Excellency, are you not willing?"

Her thoughts were completely chaotic, and any random action of Visia at this time could arouse Wen Lin's sensitive nerves.

Her body was hot as fire, Wen Lin couldn't help but dig her fingers into the tender flesh on the back of Vicia's neck, and said restrainedly, "No, no unwillingness,"

The breath was still chaotic, Vicia lowered her eyes, and her fingers lightly hooked in front of Wen Lin's scattered clothes, the warmth that had not yet faded away. The smell of ignorance floats in the air.

Sighing softly, Vicia leaned over and kissed Wen Lin's forehead, and then sorted out the torn clothes for Wen Lin.

Tie it meticulously and carefully, and then smooth the messy hair a little bit, she smiled, "Your Excellency, you said that you belong to me alone, even if it is coveted by others, I can't bear it,"

Wen Lin didn't know how it got to this point, she struggled for a while, and then took the initiative to wrap her arms around Vicia's waist and just hug her into her arms.

"You're alone, and only yours,"

Such a tight hug made Vicia feel at ease, and she truly touched Wen Lin. Until she truly owned her, Vicia's panic about the unknown only known to Wen Lin could be slightly eased.

Wen Lin was the first person who would make her crazy enough to want to take possession by any means.

Even sometimes, Vicia would think badly and lock up Wen Lin, her outstanding talent, the dazzling brilliance she exudes, can only be seen by herself.

The suddenly complicated feelings were well hidden by Vicia. She stroked Wen Lin's brows, her eyes glowing softly, "Your Excellency, let's go, go to your mansion,"

While Wen Lin was shy, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Vicia seemed to accept her explanation.

Recalling the intimate touch just now, Wen Lin's breathing suddenly became a little messy. She didn't resist what Vicia did just now, and even liked it a little.

She liked the feeling of being against Vicia's skin.

He has been reminding himself not to cross the line of monarchs and ministers, which seems to have already collapsed.

Wen Lin turned her gaze to Vicia's bright red earlobe, couldn't help but leaned in and took a bite, paused, and then said warmly, "Your Majesty, you belong to me too,"

Somewhat surprised, Vicia let go of her hand and looked at Wen Lin's expression seriously.

In front of her, Wen Lin mostly avoided and forbeared. She seldom expressed her emotions. It was the first time Visiah heard her say such possessive words.

Perhaps it was because Vicia's eyes were too focused and hot, Wen Lin tilted her head uncomfortably, "I'm going out to drive,"

The groom was driven away, so Wen Lin could only drive.

Vicia nodded with a smile, her eyes kept falling on Wen Lin, and she didn't move away until the car door cut off her sight.

It was not far from Wen Lin's mansion, and it didn't take long for the carriage to stop again.

Vicia put on the car under the cloak. In order not to attract attention, Wen Lin went in first, while Vicia was led by the maid and went straight to Wen Lin's bedroom.

Bessie and Namaner have already done their housekeeping tasks with ease. Even if Wen Lin was away, the atmosphere at the banquet was still hot.

After the initial display of the goods, the banquet entered the essential dance.

Everyone is gathering in the open front hall to dance indulgently. Although the host of the banquet is not there, it is rare that the ministers of the Privy Council and the members of the House of Lords are there, and there are countless topics that everyone can discuss.

Wen Lin approached with a straight face, and Bessie and Namanle walked over when they saw her from a distance, and said excitedly,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, seven members have placed orders for ships,"

Previously, the three-masted sailboat had been unnoticed because it was too expensive. I thought it was sold, but suddenly a member of the parliament came to book it.

But even if no one bought the boat, the other goods sold were enough for Wen Lin to make a fortune.

Bessie and Namar had never seen so much money, and the deposit alone took up two boxes in the warehouse.

If you add the money for the boat, it's simply unimaginable.

Wen Lin was not surprised. She guessed that these members should have channels to engage in maritime trade, and they decided to buy after asking someone to see the model.

But even from an insider's point of view, Wen Lin is not afraid of them stealing teachers, and Wen Lin has changed a few key details.

Seeing that almost all the aristocratic ladies and ladies on the dance floor had changed into new long dresses, Wen Lin suddenly thought of something, she whispered a few words in Namaner's ear, and saw Namaner stunned for a moment. , and then went upstairs with a red face.

Wen Lin was also a little uncomfortable, she coughed twice, and walked into the front hall with a calm demeanor.

At a glance, it should be Wen Lin's most simple dress.

A dark robe with a satin headband tied behind his head, other than that, there are no accessories on his body.

But even so, as soon as she walked in, everyone's eyes fell on her.

The elegant demeanor of a real noble, even if she has nothing, can still convince people, not to mention the uniqueness that Wen Lin has already shown.

Before the music stopped, quite a few handsome young congressmen walked towards her, politely saluting, and wanted to invite Wen Lin to dance with her.

Without exception, they were all rejected by Wen Lin with a light smile.

Hanvers was drinking alone in a small corner by the window. Wen Lin found him and asked directly, "Mr. Humphus, I would like to ask you to help me with my business."

It seems that no matter whether he is a commoner or has become a favored clerk, Wen Lin's attitude towards him has not changed much.

Still approachable and easygoing, like an old friend.

Hanvers clenched the wine glass in his hand, a strange warmth poured out of his heart, he asked suspiciously,

"Your Excellency, what can I do for you?"

In the eyes of others, Humphreys spent almost all day in the Atta Tower, interrogating and torturing all wrongdoers.

It could even be said that the aristocratic class in the royal capital never really accepted him.

But Wen Lin is different. She has conquered many people, including herself.

Recalling his first thoughts when he saw Wen Lin, Humphreys suddenly felt that he was naive and ridiculous. He laughed out loud, but there was a very obvious loneliness in his laughter.

Wen Lin patted him on the shoulder as if she didn't realize it, "Your Excellency, have you forgotten that you said you wanted to be my ally, the area of ​​Fangtings Monastery, only you can solve it,"

Leaving Hanvers to ponder, Wen Lin simply turned around and went upstairs.

She believes that relying on Humphreys' character, she will be able to break free from the current class predicament.

When she came to the bedroom door, Wen Lin knocked three times before entering.

Bras and lingerie of various colors lay on the bed without warning. When the pants came into view, Wen Lin was stunned.

She just asked Namar to pick a few suitable styles to show to Vicia, not enough to fill the whole bed

The author has something to say: Wei: What are you implying?

Wen: I didn't! That was not what I meant!