Lucches was speechless, he frowned and was about to leave, but was stopped by Wen Lin.

"Lucius, as a friend, I request another transaction with you."

...

The hazy moonlight rubbed into the yellowed leaves, and a layer of bright silver appeared.

The temperature drops especially fast at night, and the night wind blows on the bare skin like being scratched by a knife.

Mrs. Yaz suggested on the side, "Your Majesty, it's too cold, you wait in the car, and I'll ask them to urge Your Excellency Wen Lin,"

With a twinkle in her eyes, Vicia turned her head away, "No need, just wait,"

Vicia couldn't describe how she felt in her heart, she was more willing to wait here than to urge Wen Lin with the relationship between a monarch and a minister.

I don't know how long it took, the scene of Wen Lin and Lucches laughing as they walked into Visia's eyes, her hands clenched secretly.

Wen Lin wanted to send Lucches to the entrance of the village, but she was stunned when she raised her eyes. It was almost early morning, why was Vicia still waiting at the entrance of the village? Did she wait five or six hours at the village entrance?

While thinking about it, Wen Lin and Lucches stepped forward, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

Vicia nodded as usual, and when Lucches left, Vicia still stood there and looked at Wen Lin, without any intention of opening her mouth.

The pair of blue pupils are hidden in the night, and they seem to be integrated with the night.

Seeing the thin long skirt on Wei Shiya's body, Wen Lin finally couldn't hold back and spoke first,

"Your Majesty, get in the car, and I will take you back to the royal court."

"No." Vicia had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of undetectable bitterness in that smile. She stepped forward and leaned against Wen Lin's ear, so that only the two of them could hear it. The voice said, "After I go back, Your Excellency Wen Lin will continue to hide here and not see me?"

Silently, Wen Lin didn't know how to answer. She was indeed avoiding Vicia on purpose. She was both anxious and angry.

She couldn't bear anyone else's closeness to Vicia, but in the face of the alliance that had to be maintained, she was helpless, and she was powerless.

She has pushed herself away layer by layer in front of Vicia. In this emotional game, she has cleaned up her timidity, humbleness and honesty.

But what was waiting for was Vicia's specious answer, the trade-off of her high position.

The author has something to say: there are two more tonight~

Chapter 87

His fingers were cold, and when he groped his wrist, it was also cold.

The icy air that poured into her lungs stopped, and Wen Lin was speechless for a moment before Wen Lin's chest returned to its normal ups and downs.

She grabbed Vicia's hand without saying a word and took her into her two-storey cottage.

This is a small villa built on the hill halfway exactly according to Wen Lin's requirements. The decoration style is very low-key and simple. The whole building is separated from other buildings by a half-person-high stone wall.

The decoration style in the house is also quite different from what is used to it, a bit like Wen Lin's bedroom on the Liberty.

Because Wen Lin generally does not need to serve, there are no servants in the house now.

The maids who followed Visiah were all left in the hut outside the courtyard. In the huge house, there were only two people left at this time.

The fireplace was built neatly, and when the room became warm, Wen Lin turned to look at Vicia again.

His lips moved, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and asked a little bluntly, "What is your majesty doing in Yinhe Village?"

With the blanket that Wen Lin threw over her body, Vicia let her body sink into the soft back of the chair.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, come to explain to you," Vicia's expression was very light, but her eyes that reflected the firelight seemed to be cast with a splendid gold. She stared at Wen Lin without blinking, as if The lover whispered in his ear.

After staring at each other for a long time, the whole person's mind will be trapped in it, and he can only become a prisoner willingly.

Wen Lin gently moved her face away, her thoughts calmed down, and said lightly, "I'll go to boil water."

Vicia was cold all over and had to take a hot bath.

Seeing Wen Lin's back hurriedly walking out, Vichy's eyes instantly became warm with softness. She fiddled with the pattern of the blanket while thinking in a trance.

It seems that when the two of them get along, every time Wen Lin has to give in first, there is no exception.

Can you do the same thing yourself?

Vicia forced herself to face the cold and almost cruel answer in her heart, a little water light slipped from the end of her eyes, and disappeared quickly into the temples.

The heavy guilt was intertwined with the secret bitterness. Vicia, who suddenly realized this problem, suddenly felt that there seemed to be an empty space under her ribs. It was empty, and the cold wind was pouring in, which made her shiver.

Vicia raised her hand to cover her eyes, wiping away all her sharpness and sharpness, and casually half-curled on the floor, like an ordinary aristocratic lady.

As soon as Wen Lin came over, what she saw was against the background of the fire.

warm

one scene.

This scene made Wen Lin stop and hold her breath. She was stunned for a while, and was surprised that she had just given birth to the illusion that this was home in this recently built house.

The light of the fire stretched softly in the night, as if there was no end.

Complex emotions were immersed in the silent gaze. When Wen Lin took another step, all the emotions suddenly disappeared and returned to her cold appearance.

Vicia looked up at her following the voice, her face regained a smile, and her tone softened, "Your Excellency Wen Lin,"

"Well," Wen Lin replied, but she stared at the fireplace with her eyes down, not intending to continue speaking.

After pursing her lips, Vicia stood up and walked to Wen Lin, her arms around her waist and her fingers supporting Wen Lin's chin, forcing her to look directly into her eyes.

The body was stiff for a few moments, with a gentle force, mixed with a sweet fragrance.

"Wen Lin, I can't give a definite answer to your hypothetical question, but I can tell you clearly that I belong to you and belong to you alone."