This arrangement has to be said to be extremely considerate. Wen Lin spends most of her time in the royal court and has little contact with old and new nobles and the church.

If there is a housekeeper who knows everything about the capital, many things can be done with half the effort.

But Latimer, as long as the queen doesn't get married and don't have children, he will be first in line in the legal sense, a very delicate position.

Latimer's father was Prince Wenlock, born to the third queen of the previous king, but Wenlock was sickly and died of illness before he could inherit the throne.

Latimer was only one year old at the time, and there was absolutely no way to compete with the new nobles who supported Vicia.

The throne was won by Visia, and the new nobles wanted to kill Latimer, but were accidentally stopped by Visia and imprisoned in the forbidden palace.

This time, Vicia's move to take him out of the forbidden palace has affected the minds of countless people. The new nobles want him to die, but the church wants to support him and replace Vicia.

To be his mentor equals countless troubles ahead.

Seeing that Wen Lin didn't speak, Vichy's eyes flickered, and she took the initiative to say, "I will follow the wishes of the two of you and will not interfere."

The meaning of the words is that no matter whether Wen Lin is willing to teach Latimer or not, Vicia will not blame her.

From Brown's point of view, Her Majesty Vicia's attitude towards Her Highness Latimer was very strange. Although she did not show the slightest disgust, it was full of alienation, but she agreed to Latimer's request for Wen Lin to be his mentor. .

No one could guess what the Queen was thinking.

"Your Majesty, I have never served as a tutor, and I don't know the courses that His Royal Highness Latimer needs to learn, so I should choose someone else,"

Wen Lin had a small smile on her face, and leaned slightly towards Vicia and Latimer, showing a complete rejection.

Vicia didn't care, but Latimer was clearly in a hurry.

He broke away from Brown's hand, ran to Wen Lin, looked at him with round blue eyes, and pleaded, "Lord Wen Lin, no matter what you teach, I'm willing to learn,"

As he said that, he grabbed Wen Lin's sleeve, and then looked away at Vicia. The thin body suddenly trembled in fear, and he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look again.

Wen Lin raised her eyebrows, pulled out her sleeves without hesitation, turned to Vicia and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I will take you back to the royal court,"

The dusky clouds piled up in the sky, and it would soon be dark.

Vicia nodded, turned and walked to the carriage prepared outside the door.

"Your Majesty, I sincerely ask you, if you can let me stay in Your Excellency Wen Lin's mansion, I am willing to impress her with sincerity and determination," Latimer spoke, his body was under Vicia's gaze. He trembled violently, and there was hope that could not be concealed under the look of fear.

Looking back coldly, Vicia held Wen Lin's hand and boarded the carriage without saying a word.

There is no rejection, it is consent.

The light in the carriage was dim, Wen Lin sat down opposite Vicia and asked firstly, "I really want to keep him by my side,"

Paying attention to Wen Lin's expression, exhaustion and a little fragility passed by in Visia's eyes, she nodded, obviously not wanting to say more.

The round fingertips tapped silently on the back of her hand, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, but Wen Lin didn't ask any more.

During the silence, Vicia opened the car curtain, and the cold wind poured in, which lowered the temperature on her body, but the soreness and pain in her brain did not weaken, but intensified, pulling her shoulders. The lower wound seems to be starting to ache.

Vicia tried her best to restrain herself, except for her ugly face, Wen Lin didn't notice it for a while.

The carriage bumped violently as it passed a gravel-paved road.

Falling forward unexpectedly, a low thud escaped from Vicia's throat, followed by a sudden and violent cough.

Wen Lin quickly caught Vicia, and was startled by the scalding temperature on her hands and face.

Quickly helping Vicia up, Wen Lin patted her back, trying to make her feel better.

After a long time of coughing, the coughing began to gradually subside.

Wen Lin touched Vicia's forehead and back of neck. After confirming that she was hot, she instructed the driver in a loud voice to go faster.

It seemed that all her strength had been exhausted in an instant, and the water light fell from the end of Vicia's red eyes. She rested her hands on the cushion, and her face was filled with exhaustion that could not be concealed.

After recovering, Vicia pushed Wen Lin away, with a light tone, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, I'm fine,"

From Wen Lin's point of view, Vicia's back was slightly bent, and her long eyelashes hung with water droplets in the dim light, but her stern eyes revealed the alienation and majesty in her bones.

A feeling of fragility hidden under a tough shell.

Wen Lin was stunned for a while, then stepped forward to support Vishya again, ready to unbutton her shirt to determine whether the high fever was caused by the worsening of the wound and infection.

But was pushed away again by Vicia.

Leaning against the wall of the car, Vicia's eyes were flushed, her breathing was heavy, and her half-closed eyes were filled with alienation that Wen Lin couldn't understand, like thin blades sticking to Wen Lin's neck.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Lin called out softly, "Vishya,"

Nothing happens, is it burning?

Confused.

Wen Lin made a decisive decision and stopped worrying about why Vicia's attitude changed suddenly. She pulled Vicia into her arms and restrained her struggling hands.

Quickly unbuttoning her shirt and bandage, Wen Lin breathed a sigh of relief when there was no sign of infection.

Unexpectedly, Vicia suddenly began to struggle violently, and she suddenly pushed Wen Lin away, turning over and crushing her on top of her.

Without any precautions, she was dizzy for a moment, and Wen Lin's head slammed into the carriage, making a muffled sound.

The suspicious voice of the royal knight came in from outside the car door, "Your Majesty, Your Excellency Wen Lin,"

At this time, Vicia was pressing on Wen Lin, she slowly lowered her head and kept getting close to Wen Lin.