She walked to Wen Lin and raised her hand to pick up a strand of her hair, but Wen Lin turned sideways to avoid it.

With her hand in the air, Vicia was stunned and withdrew her hand with ease. She stared at Wen Lin's face intently.

Her eyebrows are slender and long, with a strong color, her pupils are pure black, and the darkness can't see the end.

There was a slight playful luster in the bottom of her eyes, Vicia said in a meaningful way,

"Your Excellency, you seem to regret that nothing really happened that night,"

Taking a deep look at Vicia, Wen Lin retorted in a calm and low tone, "Your Majesty, do you think you are the quality a monarch should have?"

Wen Lin couldn't deny that Vicia belonged to a class of women she admired very much. She was persevering, full of wisdom, and under her delicate and beautiful appearance, her every move carried a calm and dignified aura.

But this does not mean that she will go through fire and water for her just like the servants of countless queens.

Her arrogance was never inferior to Vicia.

Wen Lin is a person who will be stubborn after clearing the logic. At least for now, she and Vicia should not be too close.

She should carefully stick to the boundaries of mutual use.

Wen Lin's words and actions of clear resistance made the smile at the bottom of Visia's eyes dim.

"These recalcitrant eagles can learn to obey only after suffering,"

The calm tone quietly stirred up a spark between the two of them.

Lifting the corner of her mouth, Wen Lin looked up through the gaps in the vines wrapped around the wooden frame above her head. The clouds floated on the vast blue sky, and it seemed that a sharp eagle roared through the clouds and fell into her ears.

She pursed her lips indifferently, and there seemed to be a stiff breath in the air. Wen Lin retorted tit for tat for the first time,

"Your Majesty Vicia, I have never been an eagle that can be tamed. Painful torture will never make me bow my head willingly,"

The face that has completely faded from the smile is like the ice edge hanging high in the winter, and the cold temperature pierces the pupil.

The unyielding eyes of both of them tore and collided in the bright sunlight, entangled with a colder temperature.

Bessie and Namaner stood stiffly not far away, their heads bowed, and they listened to Miss Wen Lin's rebellious words in disbelief, which were words that could lose their heads at any time.

The body trembled slightly, and they prayed in their hearts in horror, hoping that Her Majesty Vicia would not blame Miss Wen Lin.

The breath was a little chaotic, Vicia took the lead to look away, and suddenly leaned closer to Wen Lin, her lips were against Wen Lin's ear, and the calm statement was intertwined with demagogic power.

"Your Excellency, it was never my intention to be tough with you,"

The breath on the side of the ear slowly dissipated the ambiguous taste. Wen Lin lowered her eyes to hide the momentary tremor, and she took a step back.

After quick thinking, Wen Lin decided to take the opportunity to express her request, "Your Majesty, I want the freedom to enter and exit the royal court at any time, and there is a territory near the royal court,"

Reversely cut her hands, Vicia looked at Wen Lin thoughtfully, unable to hide her surprise.

Her lips moved, "Why?"

Vicia couldn't help but reflect, because her connivance was not obvious enough, and she simply wanted to escape from the royal court.

Looking back at Vicia calmly, Wen Lin was silent for a while before saying, "Your Majesty, you have government affairs that you need to deal with every day, and I also have things I want to do,"

A trace of vigilance instantly appeared in Vicia's unfathomable dark blue eyes, and the moment she swept towards Wen Lin, it was like a sharp blade rubbing against the slender neck.

But soon, the wind that came and went without a shadow disappeared without a trace.

She stepped outside the beast garden and agreed in a low voice, "Yes, but you must bring a team of royal knights."

With the previous experience of being chased and killed, it is not difficult to understand Vicia's cautious attitude, and Wen Lin has no reason to refuse.

It went smoother than I imagined. It seemed that the dull heart began to relax slowly, and Wen Lin trotted to catch up.

"Your Majesty Vicia, thank you," said thanks naturally.

Wen Lin didn't realize that at the moment she thanked her, Vicia's pace suddenly stopped for a moment.

Vicia couldn't help thinking in her heart, maybe she used the wrong way to get along with Wen Lin.

Witnessing the whole process, Bessie and Namar were unable to describe the complicated feelings in their hearts. They quickly switched between extreme fear and sudden relaxation, and their hearts couldn't stop thumping.

They looked at each other and saw the unquenchable surprise in each other's eyes.

Her Majesty Vicia has no sign of anger. Has Miss Wen Lin always been with Her Majesty Vicia like this?

The few people walked silently all the way, Wen Lin followed Wei Shiya very consciously, and sent her to the door of the White House again.

Just when Wen Lin wanted to say something to her to ease the dull atmosphere, Brown appeared.

"Your Majesty, Miss Wen Lin," Brown ran out panting, saluting meticulously, with a careful tone, he was a little annoyed, why did he come close to find Her Majesty Vicia

also.

"The distillation tools have been brought in, just outside the kitchen,"

"Distillation tools?" A faintly suspicious gaze fell on Wen Lin's face.

Helplessly sighed, obviously Brown came at a wrong time.

Wen Lin had to answer, "I asked Mr. Brown to help find the distillation tools and bring them into the royal court."

With a pale expression, Vicia pointed out sharply, "What are you going to do with the distillation tool?"

With the previous record of face cream and rose mouth lip balm, Vicia effortlessly guessed that Wen Lin might be doing something new again.

"Alcohol," Wen Lin replied.

It's a completely unfamiliar word, Vicia repeated it several times,

"Is it a kind of wine only found in the East?"