The cold fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose faded, Wen Lin's mind suddenly became clear, her voice subconsciously slowed down,

"Until the wound is completely healed, it is best for Your Majesty not to leave the royal court, and to avoid prolonged blowing as much as possible,"

The sudden high fever was not caused by a wound infection, but more like a fever caused by physical stress. The most likely cause was the two people riding horses yesterday.

Casting her eyes at Wen Lin, she watched quietly for a moment, a trace of hidden emotions flashed in her eyes, Vicia laughed,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, the order to appoint you as the Imperial Guard Officer has been issued,"

She gave more than expected, Wen Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, leaned over and kissed the back of Vicia's hand,

"Your Majesty Vicia, my trust in you is only a lot more than what you gave me,"

The atmosphere changed quietly, Vicia reached out and tangled a strand of Wen Lin's long hair around her fingertips, and her red lips were printed on Wen Lin's smooth forehead, leaving with a touch.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I choose to believe you," her voice was hoarse and charming, surrounded by cold breath.

There was a soft touch on her forehead, and Wen Lin's heart trembled violently. She looked up, and the dark light at the bottom of Vicia's eyes seemed to overlap with a deep and charming boundless vortex.

The line between them seems to be even more blurred.

Suddenly there was a little waiting in my heart.

Visia stared at every subtle changing expression on Wen Lin's face. In the extraordinarily quiet environment, even every breath of each other could be clearly heard.

After a long while, Vicia sighed in relief, she looked out the window, "Wen Lin, you have to remember, don't let yourself fall into a situation of isolation and helplessness prematurely,"

Wen Lin was about to take charge of the army of the royal capital, but she insisted on accepting the slaves in the arena, which severely stomped on the pain points of the nobles.

When their interests are touched and their fears and unease accumulate to a certain level, they will abandon their previous hatreds and join forces to try to kill all the factors that make them uneasy.

Before that, Wen Lin must grow to an unshakable position.

Wen Lin lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, as long as you are here, I will not be alone."

Because of Wen Lin's words, Vicia quietly raised her lips.

Associating the arena with Yinhe Village, Visia suddenly understood Wen Lin's intentions.

I have to admit that yesterday she was affected by her emotions and her rational judgment.

Wen Lin's actions were not a deliberate gesture at all, but she clearly put her ambitions in front of Vicia's eyes. Wen Lin was not blaming her, but wanted to act in a tougher and more aggressive manner. way to change something.

She was sharpening herself into a sharp knife, a knife that would go forward for Vicia's will.

Undoubtedly, that would put Wen Lin in danger.

Sighing, leaning back slightly, Vicia helplessly laughed at herself, there were dangers all around her, and there was no place to breathe.

She and Wen Lin have no choice.

They can only move forward.

Wen Lin stayed in the royal court until noon, and after having lunch together, Vicia sent Wen Lin to the gate of the royal court.

The lion statue on the battlement is majestic and solemn, like a monarch overlooking her country.

Hundreds of royal court knights stood in awe in the royal court square, their sharp spears pierced the sky, and together with the white walls soaked in the vicissitudes of wind and snow, they formed an outrageous scenery.

The dazzling sunlight shone on the queen, condensing into a soul-stirring edge without a word, flowing quietly between light and shadow.

It seems that all the darkness will become the embellishment on her crown.

Mrs. Yaz brought a sword that symbolized the rights of the imperial guards.

The hilt is made of lustrous mother oyster, and the handguard is decorated with gilt bronze with a lion pattern representing loyalty to the royal family.

Vicia took the saber and handed it to Wen Lin, her eyes darkened, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, My Servant, Your Excellency,"

This is an award ceremony that belongs only to them.

Without any formal oath, Wen Lin took out the cold sword, placed it in front of her chest and slowly bent her knees, and then raised her hoof with a majestic force, "God bless my king,"

"God bless my king,"

"..."

The overwhelming sound resounded in Wang Ting Square. Wen Lin rushed out of the Wang Ting with a sword and horse, and then hundreds of Wang Ting knights followed behind Wen Lin's horse.

Such as the rapids gathered on the cliff, rushed into the waves.

Visia looked at them, and the hazy mist in front of the blue eyes dissipated, revealing a distant and calm glimmer.

Wen Lin was walking away from her, but she seemed to be running towards her.

Until she can't see the shadow of the royal knights, Visia is not worried

He turned around slowly and walked back to the White House, with a genuine smile on his lips.

The horse's hoofs splashed dust on the avenue, and the surging momentum caused the crowd to disperse one after another. Looking at the incoming royal knights, they knelt down one after another.

However, unable to hold back her surprise and curiosity, she quietly looked at Wen Lin, who was headed by him.

It's a woman, wait... is she holding the sword representing the royal guard?

Surprise was replaced by surprise. They widened their mouths and stared blankly at the mottled and broken light waving under the long black hair that fluttered in front of them.

Wang Qi traveled unimpeded all the way to No. 16 Tuva Road.

This movement was like a splash of boiling oil, causing Wang Du to quickly fry the pot.

The ministers in the Privy Council, who knew the Queen's wishes early in the morning, were still shocked, not to mention the nobles who did not know the news in advance.

The position of the Imperial Guard Officer has been watched by many people, both openly and secretly. It was only this morning that the news that an imperial edict would be issued was announced, and the honor was awarded at noon.

Wen Lin, Wen Lin...

The nobles were uneasy, desperately thinking about everything about Wen Lin in their minds.

An oriental alien, still a woman, is your majesty crazy? What is she trying to do?

Among the common people, the news that Wen Lin served as a female bodyguard in the capital quickly spread, and it was linked to her previous deeds full of personal heroism.