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There was wind blowing outside the window, making subtle noises, Visiah clenched Wen Lin's hand and shook her head, "No, I always feel that our plan went too smoothly."
In the end, Vicia still didn't say anything about her concerns about the Holy Court. She leaned on Wen Lin's shoulder and let Wen Lin's breath wrap herself around her.
Noticing the unease that Vicia rarely showed, Wen Lin asked, "Your Majesty, it's because of the Holy Court."
"Well," Vicia's face was half hidden in the darkness, and she hummed softly.
"It's also because of me?" Wen Lin continued to ask, a slight smile appeared on her calm expression, with a bit of ridicule.
Wen Lin could naturally think of what Vicia was worried about, but she didn't want to mention it in front of Vicia.
The heavy atmosphere that was deliberately stirred up dissipated, Vicia helplessly reached out and patted Wen Lin on the back of her hand, following her will,
"Sir, go to sleep."
"Um."
Even if they don't say anything, do nothing, just lean against each other quietly, both of them feel extremely satisfied.
Lie down hugging each other, and when there was a long breathing sound by the pillow, Wen Lin opened her eyes and outlined Vicia's face, from top to bottom, inch by inch.
The next day, when Vicia woke up, Wen Lin had already left, Vicia reached out to touch it, and her body was cold.
Unable to hold back a sigh, Vicia washed and dined as usual, and was about to go to the council hall. Halfway through, she saw Mrs. Yaz rushing over.
"Your Majesty, the twenty lords want to ask to see you and are now waiting in the hall."
After the promulgation of the new decree, such a scene was staged almost every day, but it was the first time that twenty people had come together.
Vicia raised her eyebrows, her eyes were always sharp, she thought for a while, and continued to walk to the council hall, "Let them wait."
"Yes," Mrs. Yaz took the order and bowed back.
Wen Lin was checking the latest wind turbine in Yinhe Village at this time. Six sails formed a wheel shape, supported by a keel in the middle.
Limited by the wind, the cultivated land far from the river bank could not be transported, so Wen Lin remodeled the keel and sail, and the effect seemed to be good.
When Wen Lin returned to Yinhe Village with the blueprint, the waiter who had been waiting early in the morning immediately reported the news of the twenty lords entering the palace to Wen Lin.
Wen Lin asked who there were, and secretly read the names of a few people, but she was not in a hurry at all, so she waved people to leave and continued the work at hand.
As Wen Lin expected, their motions and voices of resistance were suppressed by Vicia.
However, this was only the beginning. In the days that followed, the voices slandering and demeaning Wen Lin intensified.
From the parishioners of Wenlin Diocese to the shop she opened, to the villagers in Yinhe Village, all were affected.
Unexpectedly, noble ladies and noble ladies no longer come to Wen Lin's shop to buy things, and even the poor who come to buy low-priced goods will be maliciously expelled, and even worse, there will be looting and trouble.
Wen Lin heard the information from the stewards, so she casually dispatched a few teams of king cavalry.
Before the absolute superiority of force, the nobles' tricks quickly failed, but the battle between Wen Lin and them was on the bright side, and it seemed to be getting more and more intense. .
However, without exception, they all ended in a fiasco for the nobles.
The power and force that the nobles depended on were vulnerable to the more powerful Wen Lin, and after the counterattack, Wen Lin's methods became more and more domineering and powerful. She frantically squeezed the market occupied by the nobles, leaving them behind. For the commoners and the middle class.
During this period, there were many people who tried to soften up to Wen Lin, but without exception, they were all rejected by her mercilessly.
Tired and helpless.
Vicia had tried to dissuade Wen Lin, and wanted to make her way of implementing the executive order gentler. Wen Lin agreed on the surface, but secretly she was more arrogant, causing the nobles to complain.
The most unacceptable thing is that Wen Lin publicly refuted the proposals discussed by Her Majesty Vicia and the nobles several times in the parliament of hundreds of people.
Gradually, gossips and rumors of His Excellency the Guard Officer coercing His Majesty Vicia spread all over the royal city.
After another year, Wen Lin almost became a domineering existence in the royal city, and Wen Lin who completely tore off her mask made everyone feel scared.
Especially when Her Majesty Vicia couldn't easily change her mind.
All the opponents, the protesters, were either thrown into the tower or killed.
Everyone is guessing when Her Majesty Vicia will be expelled from the throne by Her Excellency Wen Lin.
After all, with her current reputation among the people and the army and wealth in her hands, it is not difficult to sit in that position.
Many nobles turned to Wen Lin in private and ran into the wall many times, which made the nobles sleepless and trembling. What did Wen Lin want to do?
At this time, Wen Lin, who was in the center of public opinion, was lying on the grass and basking in the sun, and the warm sun shone on her body, which relieved her tense nerves a lot.
There is a maid in the royal court to send a message, so that Wen Lin must return to the royal court today.
Wen Lin didn't move, as if she didn't hear it. Thinking of the fierce quarrel with Vicia a few days ago, Wen Lin couldn't even think of returning to Wang Ting.
The author has something to say: I Wen: Your Majesty, can you give me the crown?
Queen: Come and grab it if you want~
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Chapter 94
Before the last bit of warmth disappeared in the night, the waiter sent by Wang Tingli came to urge him no less than ten times.
Wen Lin finally compromised. She took off all the swords and swords and left them in Yinhe Village.
As soon as she entered the palace gate, Wen Lin saw Visia, who was waiting for her in front of the garden. There was no attendant behind her, her blond hair was scattered along her back, and there was no smile on her face.
Wen Lin calmed down and waved away the waiter behind her. She stepped forward and tried to grab Visia's hand, but she was gently avoided by her.
Her heart was pierced very quickly, and Wen Lin turned to the white wall as if nothing had happened, and asked, "Your Majesty, what's the matter with calling me into the royal court?"