Her fingertips tapped on the hard tabletop, and Wen Lin's bright black eyes shone with a playful sheen.

"Your Majesty, to be precise, Tilia met me first,"

Hearing this, Vicia frowned very quickly, she slowly raised her eyelids, and said firmly,

"No, Your Excellency, you are wrong. You are Gunneville's daughter. I should have seen you when you were one year old. There is a portrait of us as a child in Ampton Palace."

Mrs. Gunneville was Queen Bonnie's mentor, and Vicia heard Yaz mentioning that in the two years before the queen was imprisoned, Madame Gunneville had secretly visited the Forbidden Palace many times.

After a moment of silence, a thought appeared in Wen Lin's eyes, "I don't have any memory of my childhood, even my father and mother,"

With a slight hint of comfort in her eyes, Vicia smiled at Wen Lin, "There will be a lot of memories about Golan... and about me in Your Excellency's memory from now on."

The long and gentle tone fell into Wen Lin's ears, and suddenly aroused countless complex and subtle emotions in her heart. As the two silently looked at each other, they gradually converged into a warm current flowing through her body.

Vicia was wrapped in the slanting sunlight, with blond hair and blue eyes, and her candid expression of love was like clusters of bright and intense roses.

Noble and charming.

Perhaps because the atmosphere gradually began to develop in an uncontrollable and ambiguous direction, Wen Lin restrained her eyes and looked down at the neat tabletop, urging,

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to go out,"

Estimating the time, the ministers of the Privy Council should also enter the White House at this time.

Catching a glimpse of Wen Lin's subtle expression, Vicia hid the smile on her lips and walked out in a leisurely pace.

Everything just happened to happen, just as Vicia was under the table, the ministers walked in.

As usual, Vicia first discussed the most important government affairs with them.

Everyone chatted and put forward their own political opinions, but to the surprise of all the ministers, today's Visia seems to be extremely impatient.

"Everyone, after discussing for so long, can't you determine the most feasible solution?"

Although Vicia still maintained an unwavering calm on her face, the meaning of censure in her words was very obvious.

The ministers in the Privy Council are all Vicia's confidants, and they can figure out a little bit of her thoughts.

In ordinary meetings, Vicia is always more willing to listen to everyone's opinions, and will only occasionally show an assertive side in critical and urgent situations.

He had only just started to discuss the repair of the southern embankment, but His Majesty no longer wanted to talk about it, and everyone carefully reviewed what had happened recently.

After thinking about it, the fact that Prince Philip would arrive in the royal city of Brenzi tomorrow came out of everyone's mind.

Everyone knows that the Queen does not like to be talked about marriage, but for the stability of the Golan situation, ministers in important positions have to often mention this matter in front of her.

The main reason why he had agreed to marry the Sistine before was the military threat from Fasai, and to form an alliance with the Sistine through the marriage could save Golan from the disaster of war.

But as a theocracy, the Sistine was very unpopular in the eyes of the Golan Protestants, who also did not want the Queen to actually marry Prince Philip.

They are more inclined to think of it as a means used by the Queen to temporarily avoid war.

Thoughts in their hearts have been turning over and over again, but today no one mentions a word of marriage.

With Vicia's intentional urging, the morning meeting of the Privy Council ended extremely quickly. It was not until the ministers walked out of the White House that they suddenly realized that it seemed that the meeting had never been faster than today.

Justice Burke walked up to Francis who had a calm face, "Your Excellency Francis, have you found that His Majesty Vicia is a little unusual today?"

Francis glanced at the visitor without even moving his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Our duty is to serve His Majesty, not to guess His Majesty's thoughts."

After speaking, Francis strode away.

Compared with Vicia's anomaly today, Francis is obviously more concerned about the subtle changes in Justice Burke.

In Francis' view, although today's meeting ended quickly, every decision made by Her Majesty Vicia is nothing more than the most appropriate choice.

And Justice Burke, who has always been silent and focused on studying the laws and regulations, has always been consciously or unintentionally snooping on things that have nothing to do with him at recent meetings.

The strangest thing is that he seems to be very interested in everything about Lord Wen Lin.

Out of prudence, as soon as Francis returned to the mansion, he immediately ordered his confidants to arrange for people to secretly strengthen the surveillance of the Burke family.

Wen Lin sat in the small study, quietly writing the lesson plans.

The voices in the council hall could be clearly and completely transmitted into the small study, Wen Lin's expression was calm, and her smooth writing movements did not stop for a moment because of their discussion.

It wasn't until she heard the footsteps of other people leaving, and Visiah was walking towards this place, that she put down the quill in her hand.

The chair behind the desk is spacious, more than enough for two people.

Seeing Vicia's movements, Wen Lin consciously gave way to one side, but she didn't back away too much, just right to keep the crowd not crowded, and at the same time their shoulders could lean against each other.

Vicia rested her head on Wen Lin's shoulder, her eyes were closed, and her body was completely relaxed, leaning against her, the folds on her eyebrows showed a strong sense of exhaustion.

Leaning to one side slowly, Wen Lin carefully adjusted her sitting position, trying to make Vicia lean more comfortably.

Seeing the obvious blue and black under Vicia's eyes, Wen Lin became annoyed with herself again, blaming her for not being restrained at all last night until the dawn of the day.

Just barely stopped.

At the same time as she did not rest well, Vicia had to worry about the government affairs of Golan, whether her body could bear it?

At this moment, Vicia has completely lost the majesty and coldness of a country's monarch, like a soft green rattan, clinging to herself without any defense.

The wind outside the window came in quietly along the edge of the window, and the long strands of long hair scattered by the two of them were gradually entangled under the wind.

Wen Lin lowered her head and looked at the two people's long hair tangled together, she had the illusion of being addicted to the fall. Her eyes were a little confused, but it was difficult to hide her tenderness.

Thinking of hearing the point of contention just now, Wen Lin took the initiative to propose, "Your Majesty, the collapsed **** in the south of the Golan needs a lot of money, you can make some emergency calls from me first. As for the restoration of the river, maybe I can go and have a look. "

Wen Lin sold the gold utensils and various luxury items looted from the Vatican ship last time at a good price. In addition to the money earned from the nobles at the banquet, while guaranteeing Wen Lin's basic expenses, There is already a small surplus.

The southern Golan has rainy weather, but the flood storage capacity of the river is very poor. Almost every four or five years, large-scale **** failures will cause flooding.

Floods inundated fields, houses, livestock, and refugees had to flock to nearby towns, and when the floods receded, there were unavoidable diseases.

In order to alleviate the difficult situation in the south, Wang Ting allocates a large sum of money every year for the repair of dams, which has become a huge expenditure over the years.

However, the repaired dam will have problems after one or two years of support, which seems to be a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.

According to the arguments of the ministers, Wen Lin had already figured out the situation in the south, and naturally she knew what Vicia was having a headache.

The most fundamental solution is to build more practical and stable dikes.

Without seeing the situation on the ground with her own eyes, Wen Lin has not yet been able to determine whether there is a problem with the construction process, or whether someone cut corners and violated the situation.

However, according to the ministers, every year the royal court sends a special person to supervise the work, and nothing unusual is found.

Wen Lin thought about waiting for the completion of Yinhe Village, so she took the time to take a look.

Wei Shiya opened her eyes at some point, her eyes flickering lightly, she stared at Wen Lin's thoughtful expression, and stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around Wen Lin's waist,

"Your Excellency, don't talk for a while, don't think about these annoying things, just let me be alone with you for a while,"

There was no reproach in his tone, but instead the tactful sadness that would only be revealed when facing a loved one.

Vicia in such a posture made Wen Lin's heart suddenly soften, and at the same time a little awkward.

It seems that when the two are alone, they are often discussing political affairs.

With a sigh, Wen Lin moved to the side and let Visia lie down on her legs, her fingers and eyebrows slipped to her temples,

"Your Majesty sleep for a while, and I will wake you up at noon,"

"Um,"

The energy she had been holding up all the time was exhausted, and Vicia quickly fell asleep.

Wen Lin quietly looked at Vicia's sleeping face, and read it over and over again, without feeling tired at all.

It seems that no matter what she looks like, Vicia is amazingly beautiful.

Vicia often came out later than the ministers, and Mrs. Yaz was always guarding the door of the council hall.

Until it was time for Chinese food, and no one came out, Mrs. Yazi walked into the council hall.

There was no one in sight, and then Mrs. Yaz pushed open the secret door behind the curtain.

The intimate gesture of His Majesty Vicia and His Excellency Wen Lin sitting and lying down came into Mrs. Yaz's eyes without warning, and the affection in their eyes seemed to overflow when they looked at each other.

Her mind was blank, and Mrs. Yaz's eyes were darkened, and she couldn't stand still.

Her Majesty Vicia and Your Excellency Wen Lin have reached this point, which is worse than the worst situation they expected.

Leaning tightly against the stone wall on one side, Mrs. Yaz tried her best to calm herself down and lowered her head, not to let herself go too far.

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Wen Lin, it's time for dinner. His Royal Highness Latimer has entered the palace and is waiting in the restaurant at this time,"

By the time Mrs. Yaz raised her head again, both Visia and Wen Lin had returned to their calm appearances.

When Vicia passed by Mrs. Yaz, she deliberately stopped for a moment and looked at Mrs. Yaz before continuing to move forward.

When Mrs. Yaz came back to her senses, Vicia and Wen Lin had walked far side by side, and she had no time to think about the deep meaning in Vicia's eyes, so Mrs. Yaz hurriedly chased after them.

Latimer, who was hurriedly summoned into the royal court, was waiting anxiously. Vicia had always been indifferent to him, and would never take the initiative to speak to him. This time, she took the initiative to call herself into the palace, and she wanted to have a meal together. It was something that Lati dared not even think about.

However, even though he was nervous, Latimer's elegant royal demeanor was still well maintained, and he looked straight ahead without revealing any obvious unease.

Seeing Vicia walk in first, Latimer immediately stood up and greeted with a regular salute. Then, when she saw Wen Lin behind Vicia, her eyes instantly lit up, "Teacher."

Vicia raised her eyebrows slightly, and took Latimer's sudden burst of joy when she saw Wen Lin in her eyes without any trace.

Turning her head to the side, Vicia looked at Wen Lin thoughtfully.

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