After thinking for a moment, Wormien used a feather fan to cover her worried face, she lowered her voice,

"His Majesty Tilia's condition is out of control. I have to increase the dose. Tonight, the room in the middle of the third floor of Junpton Palace,"

With a strong command tone, Wen Lin watched Wormien walk back to her seat in silence.

Queen Tilia at the top just happened to be watching the movement here. She looked at Wen Lin calmly, and blinked her eyes mischievously.

Thinking that Mrs. Wormian, who is good at calculating, would fall into the hands of Tilia, who seemed innocent and harmless, Wen Lin could not help but spit out a bad breath.

Her heart suddenly became happy, and with the end of the melodious music, Wen Lin slowly returned to her seat.

Vicia had finished the first dance and was having an eager conversation with the Sistine embassy on the side.

As soon as they sat down, the ladies who finished the dance music gathered around. They couldn't hide their novel and astonishing eyes, and looked at Wen Lin blankly.

"Guests from the East, you shouldn't be able to dance our country's dance, right?"

It's just pure curiosity and inquiry, no malicious intent, Wen Lin also responded kindly, "No, if I have the opportunity, I'm very willing to learn,"

This is just an excuse to open the door. Wen Lin's appearance is of the cold but not freezing type, and it is not easy for women to have malice towards the same sex.

After feeling Wen Lin's kindness, the ladies asked questions one after another.

"Did you come to the Golan alone across the sea?"

"Do all the women in the East have such powerful power as you?"

"What is silk made of?"

"How long does it take to get to the Golan by boat from your country?"

There are also many questions about Wen Lin's identity,

"How can you, a woman, be allowed to cross the sea,"

"Do you have any family with you? Is there any evidence for what you said?"

The answer is of course no. How Wen Lin came here, she doesn't know.

After making up some reasonable excuses as much as possible, Wen Lin finally managed to deal with these problems one by one.

The perfume on the ladies' bodies was very strong, and Wen Lin felt dizzy as she was wrapped in it.

In a trance, Wen Lin found that Vicia seemed to be staring at her with a small smile, her heart trembled, and when she looked again, she found that she had turned her head and was talking to Tilia.

Wen Lin lowered her eyelashes, thinking about how to get out.

At this moment, someone noticed the rosy lipstick on Wen Lin's lips.

They immediately started talking about you and me again, "Ms. Wen Lin, is this oriental lip balm? The color is different from the one we use,"

Lipsticks made with cinnabar powder are all uniform red, and women here like to apply thick layers, so everyone's lips look bright red.

The first time they saw the gentle color of mouth grease, their eyes were full of faint envy.

Shaking her head helplessly, Wen Lin replied, "No, it's made from Golan's roses. If you like it, I can tell you how to make it."

Those who can come to this dinner are the family members of Golan's powerful officials. If they can leave a good impression in their hearts, Wen Lin will of course be happy.

Soon someone brought a quill pen and paper over, Wen Lin took it, and wrote a dozen pieces of mouth grease in one breath, and distributed it to those who needed it. At the same time, she noted the precautions at the bottom.

In the noble mansion, there are usually many servants who are always ready to meet the needs of the master. It should not be difficult to make a fixed amount every day.

Wen Lin wrote Golan's words very fluently, and at the same time, there were faint traces of writing Chinese characters on the edge of the brush.

As a result, the handwriting on the paper looks very strange, and it is very pleasing to the eye and harmonious.

At this time, the ladies looked at Wen Lin with completely different eyes. If Wen Lin really came from a country in the far east, she was very familiar with Golan's words.

Then she must be a child of a noble family, and only a noble family has enough wealth to hire teachers who specialize in teaching foreign languages.

And guessing from the conversation, Wen Lin seems to know more than that. The young noble ladies are very enthusiastic about a learned noble woman.

They threw out olive branches one after another and invited Wen Lin to visit her mansion when she had time.

Inadvertently, Wen Lin took the limelight at this banquet.

And the neglected nobles and gentlemen seemed a little dissatisfied, and Earl Russell found the right time to interject,

"Women know so much about what to do. It is said in the holy scriptures that women do not have the natural ability to draw logical conclusions*1, you just need to be submissive to men,"

The noble ladies and noble ladies suddenly fell silent, and they looked at each other, avoiding Russell's proud eyes as if in fear.

Earl Russell is the eldest son of the Duke of Sachs. The Sachs family, which sits on three rich counties, has its own army. At the same time, their family is used to seeing the wind and the rudder, so he is favored by the Queen.

Among the members of the Privy Council appointed by the Queen, the Duke of Sachs is the only minister who believes in the Catholic Church, so it is natural for everyone to be more patient with Earl Russell.

Wen Lin didn't answer, she looked at Russell calmly without saying a word.

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*1 From the Bible

Who doesn't like an erudite and versatile lady like Wen Lin?

Chapter 18

Russell, who didn't get a response, was obviously annoyed. From the first moment he saw Wen Lin, he wanted to have her.

In Attar, he forbeared and did not do anything because he was worried about Vicia.

Unexpectedly, she lost her trace, and when she heard news about her again, it was inextricably linked with Wang Ting.

Especially, Wen Lin tonight is so attractive.