Two bright oil lamps were lit in the carriage. As soon as Wen Lin moved, Vicia saw her frozen red hands.

Taking a closer look, Wen Lin's cheeks were also frozen red.

Vicia frowned and patted Wen Lin's hand away. When Wen Lin was confused, she reached out and took off the thick cloak on her body.

"Put on the cape first," the tone was flat, still unable to hide the meaning of concern.

Staring at the cape in Vicia's hand for a while, Wen Lin's eyes were curled with a rippling smile, she waved her hand,

"Vishiya, I'm not cold, you quickly put it on yourself," Wen Lin said with a hint of urging.

Wen Lin didn't think there was anything wrong. She practiced ancient martial arts and had a strong physique.

Vicia stopped talking, and looked at Wen Lin with deep eyes.

As soon as the car fell silent, the sound of each other's breathing was clearly audible.

Feeling flustered for no reason, Wen Lin explained

He said, "Your Majesty, I'm not cold,"

Because of Wen Lin's active explanation, Vicia's cold expression softened a little, but when she reached out and touched Wen Lin's cold fingers, her face became more and more ugly, and then said, "Your Excellency, sit next to me,"

The two of them had done more intimate actions. Wen Lin took advantage of the situation to hold Vicia's fingers and sat down beside Vicia.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat down, Vicia hugged Wen Lin with a very strong attitude, and then wrapped her tightly with a cloak.

When the skin touches, there is a warm feeling.

Vicia didn't let go immediately, Wen Lin froze for a moment, then her tight shoulders slowly relaxed, and with Vicia's strength, she leaned into her arms.

Feeling the gradually rising temperature in her arms, Vicia bent her lips, and snuggling up so intimately, even if she did nothing, was satisfying.

Wen Lin's body is very soft, and it is very comfortable to hold, especially when it is displayed in front of her in an incomparably soft posture, she sniffs the faint fragrance from Wen Lin's body. full.

She kissed Wen Lin's forehead, her fingers slipped from the end of her eyes, and she rubbed down a little bit, until Wen Lin's hands and cheeks were warmed up, Visiah didn't let go of her.

The slightly hoarse voice revealed already emotional restraint, "Your Excellency, let's eat first,"

Inside the food box were the steaming chicken soup, bread, and a few pieces of fried fish that Wen Lin usually likes to eat.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Wen Lin realized that she hadn't eaten.

Suddenly feeling a little empty in her stomach, Wen Lin didn't hesitate, and started to fill her stomach.

Wen Lin took out the letter that had been in her sleeve and put it aside.

As soon as Vicia lowered her eyes, she could see the words on the envelope clearly, her eyes trembled suddenly, but her expression was still unpredictable and calm.

After Wen Lin finished eating, the maid came in and took the things away, Vicia picked up the letter on the side and asked in a low voice,

"Is this a letter to you from Father Carson?"

"Yes, and some information about the ghetto of Fangtings,"

The window was opened a slit for ventilation, facing the cold wind, Wen Lin's expression was a little dignified, "Father Carson was killed, it must have something to do with the fact that I went to see him,"

Whenever Wen Lin's life experience is mentioned, the atmosphere becomes dull.

Wen Lin talked about her guesses, and incidentally mentioned the planning of Fangtingsi slum area. Vicia observed every slight change on Wen Lin's face without any trace, and did not let go of any strangeness.

It seemed that Wen Lin didn't know about that yet.

Looking back at the unopened letter, Vicia's eyes flashed a fleeting chill, what would Carson write in the letter? Will you tell Wen Lin the so-called truth?

I don't know when, the fingers of the two were tightly clasped together, and when Visia was absent, she unconsciously exerted force.

Wen Lin felt Vicia's absent-mindedness and asked worriedly, "Is Your Majesty tired?"

It was getting late, and the government affairs that needed to be dealt with during this time began to increase again. Every time Visiah went out of the palace during the day, she needed to make up for it at night.

Thinking of Vishya's unpleasant sleep time, Wen Lin hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Your Majesty, if you don't have to go out of the palace in person in the future, just instruct the attendant to bring it here."

The two have a common bad problem, that is, when they are concentrating on dealing with problems, they often forget to eat and sleep because they are too focused.

Mrs. Yaz was always paying attention to Visia, while Wen Lin was more casual.

Wen Lin will care about Vicia's diet and sleep, and Vihia will naturally care about her.

Wen Lin thought that if she used the excuse that she would take care of herself, it would be too perfunctory, so she turned to saying that in the future, other people could bring food.

The recovered Vicia smiled faintly, she and Wen Lin's eyes met, and a warm feeling flowed from her heart,

"Your Excellency, I just want to see you,"

The obvious love is obvious.

Speaking of her misses so frankly, Wen Lin felt happy at the same time, but she felt shy at the same time, and she couldn't help but start to reflect on whether she was ignoring Vicia's feelings too much.

For example, she was often the one who took the initiative to come out of the palace to find her, but she didn't want to go to the royal court easily if it was an important matter.

Obviously, Vicia had already given herself the right to enter and leave the royal court at any time.

Now that the two of them have already figured out their relationship, maybe she should take the initiative in the future, Wen Lin thought about it, and leaned forward and touched Vicia's lips,

"Your Majesty, I will often enter the palace in the future,"

Looking at Wen Lin quietly for a moment, Vicia's eyes gathered a strong smile, and she lightly restrained her expression, "Okay, I'll wait,"

The heart jumped suddenly, wrapped in a sweet breath.

Sitting quietly next to each other for a while, Wen Lin estimated that the time could not be delayed any longer, "Your Majesty, it's time for me to go,"