And this turmoil was mixed with concerns that Vihiya didn't want to be trapped in the shackles of the relationship between monarch and minister with Wen Lin.

From beginning to end, Wen Lin quietly waited for Vicia's answer without any urging.

This is a hurdle that Vicia will overcome sooner or later. What she wants is far more than a small territory, and the achievement of all expected goals requires Vicia's trust.

It is no longer limited to verbal promises, but also needs support in action.

The Queen's slender hands were tightly clasped until she walked into Yinhe Village, nor did she let go of Wen Lin's request.

As soon as Visia and Wen Lin appeared, some villagers discovered them.

The very recognizable Dongfang appearance quickly made Wen Lin recognized, and the villagers immediately put down their work and gathered at the entrance of the village.

Wen Lin stood behind Vicia, the status of the two was self-evident, and soon an old man recognized the Wang Jian pinned to Vihiya's waist.

They knelt down one after another, and at the same time they wanted to express their gratitude.

It was Wang Ting who saved them, and Wang Ting who drove away the disease.

The current Yinhe Village has been turned upside down, not only the environment, but the most obvious is the villagers. Although they are still thin, their spirits and spirits are completely different.

The hair is no longer covered with insect eggs, withered grass, or cotton wool, and the clothes he wears are simple but very clean.

They bowed their heads very low, and the pious chants sounded at the same time,

"You are the king of the Golan,

May your name be sanctified,

May your will be done on earth,

as in heaven,

You forgive us our debts,

lead us not into temptation,

save us from evil,

The kingdom, the power, and the glory are all yours,

Forever. "【1】

Some naive children quietly raised their heads. They stared at Visia, Wen Lin, and the royal court knight with their round eyes. Their young faces were full of reverence and yearning. .

The appearance of the Queen here is like a bizarre and absurd dream for all the villagers of Yinhe Village.

Even the nobles had never seen them a few times, but they actually met the monarch of the country in the village.

She is not as cold as the rumors say at all, she is graceful and beautiful, and the eyes she looks at them are gentle and kind.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Vicia fell into a brief contemplation.

The pure eyes of the villagers pulled Visia into a memory that was far and somewhat unfamiliar.

The mother who smiled gently, the commoners who had been helped by her mother, and the maid who served by her side because her mother swore to death, they looked at them with pure eyes like the villagers.

Vicia can't remember anymore, she can't remember how long she hasn't experienced this kind of simple but strong emotion.

Turning the ring on her hand, Vicia said solemnly, "Get up,"

Instead of the usual tone of voice, there was a hint of gentle hoarseness.

The villagers stood up, glanced at Vicia, then quickly lowered their heads and bent down.

Her holy face made them feel ashamed, as if one more glance would be defiled.

Vicia smiled faintly. She walked into the crowd, passed through the crowd, and looked at the changes in the village.

The crowd moved with the queen, while Wen Lin silently hid in Vicia's shadow.

Vicia asked about their grain harvest, their monthly income, and even what they ate every day and whether they were full every day.

The eyes of the villagers gradually became wet, and the nobles never cared whether their life was difficult, they only cared whether the taxes were paid on time.

Vicia went to the bakery in the village, the dark bread looked rough and hard to swallow.

She picked one up and put it in her mouth.

There were exclamations one after another in the crowd,

"Your Majesty, don't eat,"

It was very hard, and the gravel inside gnawed her teeth from time to time. Vicia swallowed it with a smile. She looked at Wen Lin across the crowd, and suddenly understood Wen Lin's accusation against herself.

"You lack pity for the pain and misery of your people,"

She trapped herself in the tower of power, but never really experienced the poverty below the tower.

"As a monarch, I should be ashamed of your situation,"

Leaving this sentence, Vicia walked towards the entrance of the village under the stunned and panicked eyes of the villagers. She walked very fast, and the royal knights gathered around to separate the villagers from Vicia.

There was a hazy smile in Wen Lin's eyes that Vicia couldn't understand. She approached her slowly, her red lips spit out, "Your Excellency, is this what you want, I will satisfy you,"

The smile in Wen Lin's eyes suddenly deepened. She met Vicia's oppressive gaze and said slowly,

"Your Majesty, I see in your eyes the determination to change all this,"

Silence spread between the two, and they rode the same horse again, this time Wen Lin was in front and Visiah was behind.

Vicia rested her head on Wen Lin's shoulder, her voice was low,

"Your Excellency, about the arena, I promise you,"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp tingling came from Wen Lin's ears, and the warm and soft touch made her tilt her head unconsciously.

After a long time, Vicia said something inexplicably,

"Wen Lin, never betray me,"

The author has something to say: [1] Referring to the prayer of praise to God

This chapter has a lot of foreshadowing~

You can think about the deep meaning of their actions.

Chapter 47

No. 16, Tuva Road, Wen Lin's new residence.

Next door at number 15 is the Humphreys estate.

Opening the door, Wen Lin unexpectedly saw Mr. Brown and His Highness Latimer.

She looked at Vicia suspiciously.

The corners of her lips twitched in the sunlight, Vicia said slowly,

" Latimer said he wanted you to be his mentor . As for Lord Brown , he is the perfect person to help you get acquainted with the capital as soon as possible , "