In the past eight years, Golan, whether it is the church or the old nobles, has been peaceful.

But as soon as the news of Visia's accident came back to the royal court, someone immediately wanted to use it to cause trouble.

Originally, Vicia wanted Latimer and Field to return to Brunz immediately, but he disagreed with anything and insisted on staying for a while longer.

In this way, Latimer was kicked out of the stone house and was stomping like a statue in the open space outside the house.

Wen Lin glanced outside the house and asked some details.

Vicia smiled and tickled Wen Lin's palm. She seemed dissatisfied with Wen Lin's focus on Latimer, and she pulled him into her arms and kissed her before talking about the recent situation.

After Golan defeated Sistine's Armada, he shifted his focus to the ocean. The most notable change was the huge profits brought by free trade at sea.

Overseas trade has fed back the Golan's domestic military, economy and people's livelihood. Now the Golan is already a major country on the Europa Road.

As more and more countries began to explore the sea, they began to try to grab food from the Golan, but the powerful Golan navy always prevailed in the conflict. pie, and strive to solve the battle with the fastest and least cost.

Gradually, the navies of other countries were struggling more and more, and they began to seek cooperation, while Visiah has always adhered to a friendly foreign policy, and took the opportunity to control most of the right to speak in maritime trade.

At the same time, the exploration of the ocean continues, and the road to the Golan Sea Empire has just begun.

As she said that, Vicia stroked the hair on Wen Lin's back, and the soft strands of hair slipped between her fingers. It felt good in the hand. She smiled dazedly for a while before continuing,

"As for the remaining sores on Golan's body, I want to leave it to Latimer to deal with it. He needs more tempering to grow further."

Vicia obviously thought of something that made her feel unpleasant, and there was a cold and severe gloom in her eyes, but when her eyes touched Wen Lin, it softened in an instant. It fell into Wen Lin's eyes.

"Then let Latimer follow, just to see how many waves Wang Ting can make."

Wen Lin put a little force around Vicia's arm to bring them closer.

Last night, the two slept on the couch hugging each other, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, Wen Lin asked Visia to tell her what she had done in the past nine years.

Among them, Vishya never mentioned the danger, and she understated the idea written by Wen Lin in the parchment book, which had already been realized.

Against the background of the fire, Vicia's eyes were amazingly bright, and Wen Lin had the illusion that Vicia was asking herself for a compliment at a certain moment.

But even if Vicia didn't say anything, Wen Lin knew how hard Vicia would be. She stroked the fine lines at the corner of Vicia's eyes again and again, barely holding back her choking.

Wen Lin wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything, her face was red from the heat of her body, and her eyes were moist.

With just one glance, Vicia knew what she was thinking, and leaned over to hold Wen Lin's earlobe, her hot breath was itchy and sultry, "Between us, never say who is right or who is wrong, I I feel bad for you, you feel bad for me, that's enough."

The two spent the night embracing each other like this, and after another day of repairs, they would officially set off for Sutherland Castle.

After regaining her memory, Vicia and Wen Lin were almost inseparable.

Although she didn't want Tilia to stay to disturb them, Vicia agreed in the end, but when she rode the carriage the next day, Vicia ruthlessly rejected Tilia's request to share a ride with them.

Field laughed as Tilia was driven out with a gloomy face, as if His Highness Latimer hadn't realized the change of Lord Wen Lin's identity.

After thinking for a while, Field rode the horse close to Latimer's carriage and shouted a few words into the carriage.

In the face of Field, a loyal and combative captain, Latimer's attitude was still very respectful. He immediately opened the curtain of the car, restored his calm demeanor, and replied, "Your Excellency Field."

"His Royal Highness Latimer, you seem to have forgotten another identity of Lord Wen Lin. She is now not only your teacher, but also the wife of His Majesty Vicia, the queen of Golan."

A word woke the dreamer.

Latimer opened his mouth slightly, and his face was stunned. After realizing it, his face turned red, and he closed the curtain very stiffly.

Hearing a few angry growls coming from the carriage, Field showed an indescribable smile on his face.

It was the first time in the Golan that a woman married a woman, and even in the entire Europa continent, it was the first time, not to mention that Visiah was still the monarch of a country.

The Holy Court used this as an excuse to criticize Vicia, but due to Golan's strength and Vicia's resolute attitude, gradually, this matter was tacitly accepted.

After all, everyone thought that Wen Lin was dead, so what threat could a dead person pose to them?

Latimer couldn't help laughing when he thought of Wang Ting's stubborn reaction when he knew that the teacher was still alive.

In this way, the group stopped and walked for a few days and arrived at Sutherland Castle before sunset on the last day.

It was a rare good weather along the way, and there was no accident. Waiting in front of the castle were Wen Lin's old acquaintances, Mr. Brown and Mrs. Yaz.

They tried their best to control their emotions in front of Vicia and Wen Lin, but it was not difficult to detect their excitement and tension from their trembling movements and voices.

Looking at Mr. Brown and Mrs. Yaz, who had gray temples, Wen Lin also had a lot of emotion. This was the nine years she had missed.

Wen Lin thanked them as before, her voice slightly hoarse.

Vicia, who was standing on the side, strained her wrist secretly, and dragged Wen Lin into the castle. When she sat down at the dining table, Wen Lin realized that the layout of the ancient castle seemed to be the same as that of the White House.

When she walked into the bedroom and saw the same arrangement as the White House, Wen Lin completely confirmed her guess.