It was left by herself, rubbing the rim of the silver wine glass, Vicia swallowed it silently.

Taking a small sip of wine, Tilia's curious eyes swiveled back and forth between Vicia and Wen Lin, she seemed to have found something interesting.

In the five years since Queen Visia's accession to the throne, there has never been any rumors of passing etiquette in terms of feelings.

Except for the news of marriages between countries for the purpose of governance, she seems to be blank in terms of feelings.

It's really funny, a sly laughter escaped from Tilia's throat, and when she wanted to pick up the glass again, Wormian's eyes suddenly swept over.

She had to put down her glass and stuck her tongue out at Vormeen when no one was looking.

Maintaining a dignified smile, Wormien raised her eyebrows very quickly, and after making sure Tilia would not steal drinking again, she turned her attention back to Wen Lin.

The interaction between Vicia and Wen Lin is hard to fathom, but it is certain that Queen Vicia is extremely tolerant and patient with her, and it seems that Wen Lin can play a greater role than expected.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wen Lin stood up straight, "Your Majesty, I'm glad you like it,"

Wen Lin's voice was very low. In the ambiguous atmosphere, the originally cold tone was diluted, and in a trance, it seemed that a low-pitched sultry murmur hit the eardrums.

After adjusting her sitting position, Vicia suppressed the slight impulse in her heart, turned her eyes to the lively hall, and returned to a condescending tone, "Your Excellency, I wish you a pleasant night,"

Wen Lin quickly disappeared into the crowd with a kind nod.

She picked an inconspicuous corner to sit down, but apparently because of the episode just now, she wanted to keep a low profile but couldn't.

There are always people who seem to pass by Wen Lin's desk unintentionally, or glance here inadvertently.

Fortunately, under the Queen's signal, the melodious melody sounded, and everyone was distracted.

After a rustling, the front hall returned to a scene of heated discussions.

Gentlemen, ladies and ladies rushed to the open space in the center of the front hall. They divided into two columns and elegantly invited each other's dance partners.

Women should show the restraint and nobility of a lady, while men should show the dashing and grace of a knight.

The gorgeous big skirt swirls and flutters, stepping on the brisk rhythm to release warm emotions.

Vicia was among them, and her dance partner was a tall and handsome blond teenager.

They are sometimes close to the music and sometimes far away. Under the blurred light, the blond boy's face is flushed abnormally, and there are people talking softly around.

"Look, another man who was convinced by the Queen's charm,"

Inexplicably, Wen Lin felt a little irritable in her heart, her knuckles tapped on the table erratically, but her eyes couldn't help chasing the figure on the dance floor.

After taking a gulp of wine, Wen Lin got up and walked to the column, spitting out the strong smell of alcohol.

Looking at the coat of arms on the stone pillar, Wen Lin tried to calm down gradually, she seemed a little lost? Still a little disappointed? Because of Vicia?

I don't know the effect of alcohol, or because of the various aromas mixed in the hall.

Wen Lin's mind was a little confused, she closed her eyes and tried to calm down as soon as possible.

Wormien has been observing Wen Lin, she quietly appeared behind Wen Lin,

"Your Excellency, have you been bewitched by Golan's roses? Will the only fire of the Sutherland family be extinguished again in the hands of the Gorse Royal Family?"

The author has something to say:

In fact, before I wrote it, I thought of a particularly bullish plot, that is, during the religious trial, watching the sky and causing lightning to blow up the spire of the church, frightening them to death, you commented that Wen is too powerful, I dare not I wrote it hahaha

Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during the period from 2021-09-0621:42:17 to 2021-09-0716:35:11~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 to the sky;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 17

The three counties of Sutherland Heights were once the domain of the Wynlin family.

It was once known as the strongest Great Wall in the northern Golan, but twenty years ago, the rich Wen Lin family collapsed like a snow mountain overnight because of treason.

The helm of the family, Harald Wenlin, was also hunted to death by the Holy See and the Golan royal family after two years of exile at sea.

The entire castle survived only by a boatload of people on the Wenlin Liberty, plus she was only twenty-one.

Wen Lin learned from the old people that the conviction was very sudden and very strange, without the slightest warning.

When Lord Sutherland and his wife went to the capital to pay tribute, the royal cavalry suddenly appeared on Sutherland Heights.

After they entered the defensive fortress, they started to massacre without warning.

In the end, the news about the treason of the Wen Lin family spread throughout every county in the Golan in just a few days.

Over time, the Wen Lin family was gradually forgotten in people's memory.

Until now, the Holy See and the royal family are still searching for traces of the Wen Lin family orphans.

The identity of the traitor's orphan is Tilia's bargaining chip to blackmail her.

In a sense, Vicia and Wen Lin are a feud, so Wen Lin's identity must not be exposed in Golan until it is enough to protect herself.

There seemed to be a terrifying coolness clinging to her spine and digging straight into Wen Lin's forehead, she woke up immediately.

Quickly adjusting her emotions, Wen Lin replied with a cold face, "Mrs. Wormian, your sudden visit to Golan is obviously more suspicious than worrying about my identity being revealed."

"Queen Golan is cautious and suspicious, you don't have to worry, it's just that the more we have contact with you, the more she will feel at ease with you," Wormien smiled indifferently. Before coming, she had already imagined the reactions of various forces. ,