When they walked out the door, the two found that the rain had stopped.

The heavy clouds in the sky are fading, and the translucent skylight is emerging from the clouds, and the green plants washed by the rain appear even more verdant.

Wen Lin followed behind Vicia, her eyes falling on the scattered layout of the garden from time to time.

Thinking of the greening in Yinhe Village that had not been considered before, Wen Lin thought of Mr. Zhuge's Eight Arrays.

With just a few stones, the general of the Wu State, Lu Xun, was trapped inside. To explain it with modern theories, he used acoustics, mechanics, and psychology at the same time.

It's like walking on a barren mountain in the middle of the night. If you stray into a slightly complicated terrain, and the environment at that time increases the sense of fear in your heart, it will be very difficult.

It is possible that ghosts hit the wall. If they encounter tombs or ghosts again, they will most likely lose their direction like a headless fly.

The terrain on the outskirts of Brenzi is very flat, and Yinhe Village is no exception. If you can set up an eighteen array map with the village as the center, it will enhance the concealment and make it easier for Wen Lin to make various attempts in the future.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin walked up to Vicia with great interest and told her about the origin of the Eight Arrays.

Deliberately slowed down and walked side by side with Wen Lin.

The principle is not difficult to understand, and it can be compared to the psychological tactics used when interrogating prisoners.

But the eight-array diagram that Wen Lin said was obviously more practical.

When the two asked and answered, they also explained the doubts about the same.

It was a short distance, but the two of them were abruptly dawdling for almost an hour.

Mrs. Yaz and a group of maids followed behind. The maids bowed their heads in a proper manner, but Mrs. Yaz clenched her hands silently.

It was obvious that the two of them had been walking well in tandem before, so why did they come together again.

From a distance away, Mrs. Yaz could clearly feel the intimacy and ambiguousness of Vicia and Wen Lin when they interacted.

Her heart tightened, and Mrs. Yaz's heart became more and more uneasy.

The Queen's future husband, who will soon visit the Golan, will stay in Brenz for several months to develop a relationship with the Queen.

Although they now only have a nominal engagement, in order to appease the Holy Court, the Queen had to deal with Duke Philip.

If in the past few months, the news that the Queen likes women has been revealed.

Oh~ Mrs. Yaz covered her mouth and didn't dare to think about it any longer.

Seeing the smile on Vicia's face, Yaz turned around and drove the other maids back.

Mrs. Yaz was a little fortunate to think that no one except herself knew about the more intimate actions between His Majesty Vicia and His Excellency Wen Lin. As long as they were more secretive, they might not be noticed.

Or should she remind your Excellency Wen Lin?

Under Mrs. Yaz's tangled eyes, Vicia and Wen Lin walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen steward was extremely attentive and brought everything Wen Lin needed. Madam Yaz threw everyone out of the kitchen unceremoniously, including the steward.

In the huge kitchen, only Vicia and Wen Lin were left looking at each other.

Mrs. Yaz's movements were quick, and she completed all the movements when Wen Lin found the flour and Vicia lowered her head to help.

"Since there is no one, then I can only ask His Majesty to stay and help,"

Wen Lin curved her lips and blinked her eyes, her face was vivid, which made her heart soften.

Vicia, who had never cooked food herself, was curious and itchy, she nodded and agreed.

The first dish is cold chicken shreds. There are not many seasonings needed. Salt, sucrose, and some flavoring seasonings are enough.

When Wen Lin was doing things, she was neat with her hands and feet, and she was particularly beautiful with one-handed swordsmanship.

Before Vicia could react, the shredded chicken and carrots were already prepared, then the egg was made into egg skins and then shredded. Finally, Wen Lin prepared the soup and mixed it up.

In fact, Vicia couldn't get involved in the whole process. She simply leaned on the only chair in the kitchen and watched Wen Lin intently.

It seemed that no matter what Wen Lin was doing, whenever she showed her focused expression as she was now, she was particularly attractive.

Seeing that Vicia seemed to be doing nothing, Wen Lin pushed the flour and chicken shreds that had been put in water in Vicia's direction.

"Your Majesty can taste it first, and then help to stir the flour," Wen Lin said, demonstrating the movements of mixing the noodles several times.

Wen Lin didn't notice, her tone was full of intimacy and casualness that can only be shown to Vicia, like the cool breeze blowing in the hot summer, from the inside to the outside, it made people feel comfortable.

The smile suddenly deepened in her eyes, and Vicia walked over with kindness. As a result, the bowl in Wen Lin's hand was learned in a similar manner.

Wen Lin continued to prepare the remaining soup and hot dishes.

The soup is ready-made, and the remaining hot dish doesn't take much time.

Wen Lin had already done the dough before Visiah had kneaded it.

Putting it on the stove to keep warm, Wen Lin naturally went to take over the work of kneading the dough. After a while, she was busy, and a little crystal thin sweat oozes from the tip of Wen Lin's nose.

Vicia reached out and wiped it for her, but she didn't notice that there was a lot of white flour on her hands, and there was an obvious white mass on the tip of her nose.

Both of them were stunned for a while, Wen Lin's chest seemed to be filled with enthusiasm, and after realizing it, she found out whether the behavior between her and Vicia was too intimate.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin stepped back calmly and said with a light smile, "Your Majesty, you can call the servants to come in and prepare to deliver the food to the White House."

Seeing Wen Lin's nervousness at a glance, Vicia lowered her eyelids, sighed inaudibly, washed her hands, walked out the door, and called the servants back.

Vicia did not come in again.

The movement of her hands paused, and Wen Lin's clear pupils struggled for a moment, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Kneading the dough and sealing it as soon as possible, Wen Lin turned and started to mix the batter, hands up and down, and a few fluffy doughs were soon ready.