Wen Yan Weixia just smiled coldly and asked, "Your Excellency, I can't call you now if I have nothing to do?"

"Of course not," Wen Lin lowered her head, surprised by Vicia's attitude, her eyes full of thought.

Taking Wen Lin's expression into her eyes, Visia looked at the double king cavalry on the city wall in the distance, her expression faded, and her tone was a little hazy. She pointed to the elite knight in the distance and mocked softly,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, now only your orders can drive them? Could it be that everything you did before was to deceive me? Do you really want the crown on my head?"

Vicia's tone was unexpectedly calm. During this time, Wen Lin changed the defenses inside and outside the royal court, and imprisoned herself in the royal court in disguise.

The power that Wen Lin held tightly in her hands far exceeded what she showed to the nobles.

Vicia was not worried that Wen Lin would rebel, but she began to feel uneasy about Wen Lin's increasingly aggressive moves.

Wen Lin is hiding something important.

Trapped in the royal court, the information sent to the royal court every day was also screened by Wen Lin. This kind of restricted situation made Vicia at a loss.

But in a short moment, Wen Lin understood that it was Visiah who was deliberately trying to provoke her.

Wen Lin shook her head helplessly, her posture softened, "Your Majesty, of course not."

Ye Feng was entangled between the two, wrapped in each other's breath, Wen Lin took the initiative to move forward, her lips covering the eyes of the previous person.

Gently, in the brief exchange of eyes, Wen Lin chose to back down.

Vicia stretched out her hand, raised Wen Lin's chin with her fingers, and then touched her eyebrows, her breathing was hot, and Wen Lin's brief retreat could not make her let go of her worries.

In the past half a year, the two have cooperated tacitly in front of the nobles, and have successfully implemented a number of decrees, but in the past two months, Wen Lin's arrogant actions are very unusual.

Vishya pressed her to ask her many times, but she couldn't find a reason.

"Your Excellency, you have used all your means to force the nobles to show their favor to me. You are putting yourself in a desperate situation. I don't want to..."

"Vishia," Wen Lin suddenly interrupted Vishya in Chinese. Wen Lin knew what she was going to say.

Wen Lin blinked her eyes very quickly to hide the tiredness in her eyes. When she looked at Vicia again, her eyes gradually filled with warmth.

After a long time, Wen Lin sighed, "Your Majesty, you should believe me, what I did was our best choice."

For the past six months, Wen Lin has been thinking, constantly imagining various situations that may occur.

It would be the safest and safest way to completely separate the relationship between oneself and Vicia, and even create a scene of enmity.

Forcing Vicia to give in in front of people and regent recklessly, convinced the nobles, so even if her identity is exposed at this time, Vicia can be left with room to retreat.

Wen Lin was fascinated by her thoughts, but did not notice the distress in Vichy's eyes, but after a while, the distress quickly disappeared.

Suppressing the dull pain under her ribs, Vicia withdrew her hand that was frozen in the air, and her tone was cold.

"Your Excellency, I take back my trust in you."

With her shoulders tightly tensed, Wen Lin straightened up and looked at Vicia, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly.

There was no resentment in her eyes, she just stood quietly, waiting for Vicia to say the next words.

Vicia looked away in embarrassment, not wanting to meet Wen Lin's eyes, she waved to the dark place, and knights in silver armor rushed out from all directions.

Everything happened unexpectedly.

Eggers rushed to the front, holding a flintlock gun in his hand, pointing the gun directly at Wen Lin.

"Press into the White Tower."

The White Pagoda is a prison in the royal court, which is often used for house arrest of rebellious nobles or family members of ministers.

Wen Lin did not have any weapons on her body and was surrounded by many, but still no one dared to approach her at will.

After receiving the order of Visia, Eggers rushed up first, followed by countless familiar knights.

"Vishia, you really don't believe me?"

Wen Lin's voice sounded in the clear and noisy melee. The firelight penetrated through her dress, tracing her flesh and bones. Her soul seemed to tremble in Visia's eyes, stubbornly trying to find an answer. .

Vicia was silent for a long time, until Wen Lin relied on her hands to repel countless knights in the countless ups and downs of muffled sound, and she always stood in front of Vicia.

Her thoughts rose and fell slightly along with her chest. Under Wen Lin's gaze, Vicia pulled out the king's sword. The sword's edge was horizontal to Wen Lin's neck, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Yes, Your Excellency, I don't believe you."

Word by word, like a ruthless judgment.

At a certain moment, Wen Lin felt like a joke, and a sharp pain appeared in her temples. She tried her best to maintain the calmness on her face and her demeanor without losing her demeanor. Inside.

Looking at Wen Lin's back, Vicia's lips moved, she hesitated, but in the end she didn't say anything and watched Wen Lin disappear under the White Tower.

Vicia stood in the garden for a long time, with Eggers standing beside her, "Your Majesty, do you have to do this?"

"Yes," Vicia exhaled a long breath, the blood in her whole body seemed to be frozen.

However, it is still a certainty that cannot be violated.

With her eyes caught in the empty night, Vicia walked slowly into the council hall, picked up her long staff and pointed to several important defense points on the map.

"Have the two armies led by Cooler and Giguri arrived at Glasgow?"

With a dignified expression on his face, Eggers nodded, "It's already here, but according to the information detected, there are more than 300 battleships heading for Golan from the direction of Sistine and Fasai."

"Defend Glasgow at all costs."

Vicia's tone did not fluctuate much, the candlelight outlined her beautiful profile, calm and restrained, even more calm than usual.

Like an indestructible city wall, in the erosion of wind and waves, it bravely resists foreign enemies.