Queen and Her Duke

Chapter 104

Weisia's voice is clear and sharp, and when she speaks in a low voice, her voice is very nice.

Wen Lin listened intently, but she stopped abruptly at dusk, refusing to explain the matter between them.

She looked sad and said to Wen Lin, "Wen Lin, you will know everything, we still have a long time."

Wen Lin was silent for a moment, and instead of asking persistently, she caught a glimpse of Weisia's faintly blue hands from the cold, and frowned without showing any trace.

The house Wen Lin lives in was originally a vacant house in the village. It is very simple, but it has been cleaned up very clean and tidy.

The fireplace was next to the window, and Wen Lin's bed was close to the fireplace, so even if the window was opened a little, Wen Lin wouldn't feel cold.

But it was obvious that the whole room was not warm, so Wen Lin stood up and closed the window, then moved to the other side of the couch to make room for a place to warm up.

When Wen Lin did these things, her movements were extremely slow, as if she was seriously ill.

Worried in her heart, but it didn't show on her face, Visia thought she was cold, so she walked to the other side of the room and brought over the thick woolen blanket hanging on it.

Weisia did it very naturally. She took the soft wool blanket and covered Wen carefully.

For no reason, although Wen Lin was stunned, she did not refuse.

Seeing Vicia sitting back to a position far away from the fire, Wen Lin felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She coughed uncomfortably, and pointed to the seat beside her,

"If you don't mind, you can sit and warm yourself by the fire."

Wen Lin didn't have any expression on her face, and her tone couldn't be called warm, but Visia was visibly happy, with a clear smile on her face, her eyes were curved, elegant and vivid.

She walked to Wen Lin's seat and sat down, without saying a word, just sitting quietly with her.

The stars on the high ground were extraordinarily bright, and the bright sea of ​​stars hung over the valley more and more brightly as the night deepened. Visia raised her eyes and looked out the window, her blue pupils were bright.

Wen Lin's gaze was fixed unconsciously on Visia's well-defined side face. Eyes, nose, lips, and chin all revealed a strange sense of familiarity.

But when Wen Lin searched her memory reluctantly, there was no picture of her.

Wen Lin couldn't help wondering, could she really forget someone she loved so thoroughly?

The wind was blowing the fir leaves outside the window, and the bonfire was dancing in the distance. Vicia seemed to feel Wen Lin's gaze. She turned her head and asked with a smile, "Do you want to meet other people? Field, La Timer, they're all following me."

"Are those businessmen who came to the village a while ago?"

The Sutherland Highlands are rich in high-quality wool, and merchants from outside often come to the village to buy it, but this season is obviously not the right season to buy wool.

So when several strange faces appeared in the village, Rema took Wen Lin out to see them.

Unexpectedly, when those people saw him, their expressions were extremely horrified, their eyes were wide open, their mouths were opened in astonishment, and they ran towards Wen Lin in a very groggy manner.

Ruima quickly called for someone to stop them, but Wen Lin couldn't understand what they were talking excitedly. Out of vigilance, Wen Lin immediately went back to the house and closed the door.

Looking at Wen Lin's reaction alone, it seems that their last meeting experience was not pleasant. Visia nodded with a smile, then shook her head, and she corrected, "It should be them, but they are not businessmen. Field was promoted to be a businessman after you left. Royal City Guard, Latimer has also grown up."

Wen Lin was silent, she didn't fully believe what Visia said, but seeing the hidden expectation in Visia's eyes, Wen Lin nodded her head in a mysterious way.

Seeing that Visia became happier, Wen Lin somehow felt at ease.

It was very cold outside, and as soon as the door was opened, the cold wind swept across the bone and chilled instantly.

Visia subconsciously wanted to grab Wenlin's hand, and Visia couldn't change this habit even when Wen Lin wasn't around.

But Wen Lin avoided it again, she retracted her hands into the tight cloak, and walked forward on the snow-covered path.

Unable to restrain the loss, this loss was quickly erased by Vicia, who caught up with Wen Lin and walked forward together.

When the figure of Visia and Wen Lin walking side by side appeared in the eyes of others, they seemed to have returned to nine years ago, when Visia, His Majesty and His Excellency Wen Lin walked side by side through Golan's weakest period.

The village head and the elders of the village were there. Although Vicia and the others claimed to be businessmen, seeing the cavalry outside the village and the luxurious clothes on them, the villagers knew that they had a lot of background, so their attitudes naturally changed. More and more cautious and respectful.

When they first heard that they were here for Wen Lin, the villagers panicked for a while, and then they thought that the Sutherland family had been acquitted by the royal family, so they were relieved.

When Wen Lin approached, Latimer's eyes were already red, and he bowed deeply towards Wen Lin, "Teacher."

Field followed closely behind. He stared at Wen Lin in a daze for a while, then bowed with a moved expression, "Your Excellency Wen Lin."

Their excited expressions were mixed with obvious awe and gratitude, especially this time their attitude was much more restrained than last time.

Wen Lin couldn't understand what they were talking about, and she didn't know why they lost their composure when they saw her.

Compared with Vicia, Wen Lin's attitude towards Latimer and Field was very indifferent. She nodded lightly, and then looked at other people in the village, signaling that she was fine.

Seeing Wen Lin, Rema looked very excited. She walked up to Wen Lin's side with small steps, tilted her head and asked her, "So your name is Wen Lin."

Unable to understand what she was saying, Wen Lin responded with a smile and patted her head.

Such unintelligible conversations have happened countless times in the past two weeks.

Rema is the only daughter of the village chief, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long reddish-brown hair, chestnut eyes, and expressions of joy and anger on her face, she looks very innocent and lovely.

After Wen Lin was rescued and returned to the village, Rima had been taking care of her, so Wen Lin treated her more closely than anyone else.

Seeing this, the village head quickly scolded Ruima and told her to come back quickly.

Reluctantly walking back to her father, Rema's eyes still fell on Wen Lin. Wen Lin guessed what happened based on the expressions of the others, and when she looked at Rema again, her smile was comforting.

Visia saw the interaction between Wen Lin and Rima, her eyes darkened quietly, and her throat moved quietly.

When she caught Wen Lin's sight, Visia turned her head as if nothing had happened. She looked at Latimer and Field who were stunned, and explained helplessly,

"Wen Lin has lost her memory. She has forgotten everything about Golan, and she even can't understand our language now."

There was no trace of resentment in Weisia's words, but it was full of regret.

Latimer was so startled that he almost jumped up, but the royal demeanor deeply rooted in his bones made Latimer hold back deeply. He restrainedly looked at Wen Lin, repeatedly confirming that this was his teacher.

The sudden situation made several people stunned at the moment, not knowing what to do, but Weisia had already thought about it.

She decided to stay in the village for the time being, and wait for Wen Lin's body to recuperate before returning to the royal court.

Immediately afterwards, Vicia gave a few low-key instructions, and decided to let Field and Latimer return to the royal court first, and Francis would assist Latimer in handling government affairs, and send the medical officers with the best medical skills, as well as the items they used to use They were all sent over, and the village chief and the others went to prepare the ingredients.

Weisia found a separate small kitchen outside Wen Lin's small stone house, and decided to use this small kitchen tonight.

It didn't take long for the crowd to disperse, leaving only Weisia and Wen Lin, and a few soldiers guarding not far away.

The bonfire in the open space was burning very fiercely, and Visia felt that it was getting hot after a few steps away, so she reached out and untied the cloak on her body.

However, Wen Lin approached the bonfire without saying a word, as if she wanted to stick to the bonfire.

Visia was always observing Wen Lin's condition. Wen Lin's pale face was flushed by the firelight, but she didn't feel any sweat on her face, and she was wrapped in heavy clothes.

The worry in her heart grew stronger, Visia stepped forward, involuntarily put her hand into Wen Lin's cloak, the movement was so fast that Wen Lin had no time to dodge.

There was a chill in the palm, and Visia's heart also sank.

Wen Lin's hands were always warm and scalding before. Whenever it was cold night, Wen Lin would always warm her hands.

The past events reappeared in Weisia's mind very clearly. She sensed Wen Lin's intention to withdraw her hand, and suddenly increased her strength, holding her hand firmly, rubbing it back and forth, wanting to replace it for her. She rubs to warm herself.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, this is how you warmed my hands before."

Vicia's words contained worries that she wanted to hide but couldn't hide. Wen Lin's physical condition seemed to be worse than expected.

Feeling the warm touch on her hands, Wen Lin frowned uncomfortably, but her body was so weak that she couldn't struggle, so she could only let Visia move.

The current intimacy made Wen Lin feel inexplicable and irritated, especially when she was weak, so when Visia let go of her strength a little, Wen Lin immediately withdrew her hand and took a step to the outside.

After a certain distance, Wen Lin felt at ease. She lowered her eyes and stared at the campfire without saying a word.

Visia's hand that was frozen in the air slowly fell, and the smile froze on her face. She opened her mouth, "It was a long time ago, you should have...don't remember."

Vicia didn't say the second half of the sentence, not only this matter, Wen Lin forgot everything between them.

Wen Lin didn't respond, which made Vicia look like she was talking to herself.

Until the villagers brought the ingredients, neither of them said a word.

Weisia declined the villagers' offer to send them back, but instead walked back with Wen Lin carrying the ingredients.

The villagers are very puzzled, does this noble lady want to cook by herself?Why not have servants do it?Obviously she looks very rich.

Sitting by the stove, Wen Lin, who watched Visia light up the fire and cook in an orderly manner, was also puzzled. Her cooking movements looked familiar, especially the cooking method was very unique.

After watching for a while, Wen Lin suddenly asked, "Is this also the cooking method I gave you before?"

"Yes."

"Is it for me?"

"Yes."

Weisia answered as a matter of course, but Wen Lin wanted to refuse for no reason. It seemed that subconsciously, she resisted Weissia doing these things for her.

Besides, no matter what kind of past they had in the past, their identities related to a royal family should not be subdued for her.

Wen Lin continued, "You don't have to do this for me, I don't need it."

The tone was very cold, but Weisia was not angry, her eyes were filled with an extremely soft light, "Wen Lin, I'm just doing what you once did for me."

It was obviously time-consuming and labor-intensive, but Weisia didn't find it troublesome at all. Everything Wen Lin had done for her, she would do for Wen Lin one by one.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Vicia: Chasing my wife~