Although Wen Lin can design more advanced ships, the skills of sailors and the preservation of food on board are all subject to debate.

Just when Wen Lin was going to talk to Vicia about the resettlement in the Fangtings slum, Namar knocked on the door,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, Miss Anne is here to find you,"

Namaner lowered his head, deliberately not mentioning Vicia, guessing in his heart that His Majesty's dress should not let people find her here, but unexpectedly found that it was Vicia Majesty who came to open the door.

"Miss Anne, what's the matter with you?"

The expression and tone of voice were very calm, and no one could hear any emotion, but just a glance, Annie's legs suddenly became a little weak, she hurriedly lowered her head and curtseyed,

"Good day, Your Majesty Vicia,"

"Miss Anne, answer my question,"

Even in the most bland tone, there is a sense of oppression that makes one's bones tremble. Annie sweats on her forehead, and secretly thinks in her heart that Your Majesty should have left long ago, why did he appear in the bedroom of Your Excellency Wen Lin.

Doubts hovered in Annie's heart, and she quickly thought of a reasonable statement.

"Your Majesty, the new bra is very comfortable to wear, but I don't like the embroidery pattern on it. I heard from the servant that long skirts can be customized, so I just wanted to ask if the bra can also be customized according to the customer's preferences. ,"

All of them were women, Annie said calmly.

Vicia squinted at the innocent-looking Wen Lin and raised her eyebrows unhappily, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, is it alright?"

The air seemed to be stiff for a few breaths, Wen Lin smiled silently, and her fingers tickled lightly in Visia's palm, "Miss Anne, except for long skirts, everything else can't be customized,"

Annie lowered her head, in the field of vision

I happened to be able to see the hands that Vicia and Wen Lin were holding tightly, as well as the small movements between them.

Thinking of some possible idea, Annie's face turned pale, and she struggled to hold up her elegant demeanor despite the oppression brought by Vicia.

"Your Majesty, the last dance is coming, I would like to invite Your Excellency Wen Lin to dance together,"

The banquet is coming to an end. No matter what, Wen Lin should show up. This is the most basic etiquette. An invitation to dance together sounds very reasonable.

Her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and the light that slanted in revealed a fine shadow under Visia's eyes. Her lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything and just looked at Wen Lin quietly.

Before she moved, Wen Lin stretched out her hand and landed on the back of Vicia's waist, and spun around like a show of affection. The corners of the light fell on Annie, and she refused directly.

"Miss Anne, it's a pity that I haven't learned Golan's dance and can't dance with you,"

Being rejected again and again, Annie was silent for a while, and left first with a very knowledgeable interest.

After Annie left, Wen Lin dragged Visia in, closed the door, and locked her tightly between the door and her body.

"Annie is a little weird, I really don't remember any interaction with her,"

Wen Lin spoke in a hurry, the short hot air sprayed on Vichy's cheek, as if being scratched by a feather, itchy and sultry.

Learning from the previous experience, Wen Lin's explanation this time was very sincere and timely.

How could Visia not know what she was thinking, so she didn't embarrass Wen Lin, but instead she thought about the intention behind Annie's actions, and pointed out the strange things worth noting,

"A lot of noble ladies came to this banquet, only Miss Anne came to you,"

At this time, the two of them were friendly and the atmosphere was harmonious. Wen Lin considered it for a while before saying, "Miss Anne's father is the chief judge of the Star Chamber Court. Is it possible that her father ordered it?"

Other nobles may not be aware of Wen Lin's actions in the royal city, but many deeds require the judges of the Star Chamber Court to be witnesses.

If you are paying attention, the justices should be the nobles who know what they are doing best, except Vicia.

As one of the members of the Privy Council, the justice has always followed Vicia's will in front of others. If Annie really got the justice's suggestion, Wen Lin could not guess the intention of his move for the time being.

Vicia smiled and stretched out her hand to smooth the wrinkle between Wen Lin's brows, "No need to think about it, maybe it's Miss Anne who loves you?"

Since the window paper was pierced, the interaction between the two became much more natural. Wen Lin glared at Vicia,

"Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense, you should be on the lookout for whether the Chancellor has a backlash,"

Women who fall in love with women will be pulled to the gallows and burned to death in this ignorant and backward age.

Although the fate of the nobles is not so tragic, they cannot escape the fate of being reviled and imprisoned.

The reason for Wen Lin's refusal to cross the line between monarch and minister was never because she couldn't accept the love between women and girls, but more because she was worried about Vicia's future situation.

Countless Golan people are staring at her, and their desire for a male monarch has not weakened because of Visia's efforts.

It was hard for her to imagine how many embarrassing attacks and abuses would be brought to her if rumors spread that Vicia likes women.

Vicia should be a wise monarch, and falling in love with herself will undoubtedly become an extremely difficult and dangerous thing, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.

But when the flood of love sweeps over, what can resist?

Seeing the light that suddenly dimmed in Wen Lin's eyes, Vichy silently suppressed the sour feeling in her heart, and quietly disappeared with the wind pouring in from the window.

Suddenly, Vicia frowned frivolously, and slipped her hand to Wen Lin's waist, "Your Excellency, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance together,"

Pressing the pulp of her index finger on Wen Lin's lips, she stopped what Wen Lin was about to say, "I will teach you personally, Your Excellency,"

The melodious queue dance just came to an end, and the gentlemen and ladies were exiting the stage gently and gracefully with the melody.

When the last syllable fell, Vicia held Wen Lin's hand and paced down the spiral staircase.

The long dresses of the two are very plain, without any decoration.

Everyone in the hall noticed them for the first time, and they all leaned over and saluted.