This is My Heroic Path

"Could it be the potion prepared by Sister Morgan?" An Zhiyu murmured to himself. He picked up a bottle of pink potion, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

A very fragrant smell is inhaled into the nasal cavity, which makes people feel a little chaotic in the brain.

"It doesn't feel like something good..." An Zhiyu quickly came to his senses, put down the pink potion in his hand, and picked up another bottle of red potion to take a look.

"Red wine?"

Why does this bottle of red potion smell of red wine?

And it tastes exactly like the red wine I drank that night?

Just when An Zhiyu was still in doubt, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I said how could a thief dare to run into my room. It turned out to be you. Sneaking into someone else's room is the behavior of a bad boy."

The unsuspecting An Zhiyu couldn't help shaking, and subconsciously turned his head to look. Morgan Le Fay, who was wearing a pale gold thin dress, was standing at the door. Brushed the hair next to the ear.

"What? Is it strange to see me in my room?"

When she said this, her eyes quickly fell on the potion that An Zhiyu quietly put back on the bedside, her eyes flickered slightly, "What do you want to do with me? How dare you come to the room to look for me on purpose? It's really rare."

"I just came to see you..." An Zhiyu didn't know why, but felt that it was a bit embarrassing to even ask Morgan Le Fay to borrow clothes, so he changed the subject.

"Sister Morgan, what were those potions just now?"

"It's just some toys for entertainment. The purple bottle is a potion that allows the other party to tell the truth when extorting a confession from a prisoner. The green potion will corrode the stomach after taking it. The pink bottle has a little urgency.丨Emotional effects, in short, are just some small things." Morgan replied lightly.

"Is that a small thing?!" An Zhiyu complained.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "What about the red bottle?"

"The red bottle..." Morgan Le Fay said flatly, "It's just ordinary red wine. I haven't had time to adjust it yet. If you don't believe me, you can try to sip it."

"Forget it." An Zhiyu shook his head.

Who would have nothing to try this kind of potion, isn't it just looking for something to do?The ghost knows whether the red wine in this bottle has been tested by Morgan Le Fay.

"Try it, don't you think my sister will harm you?" Morgan Le Fay said with a smile.

This sentence sounds really familiar...

An Zhiyu complained in his heart, picked up the bottle of red potion and sniffed it lightly, opened the bottle cap and tried to sip a little, then looked at Morgan in surprise.

"Is this the one we drank that night?"

"So you still remember." Morgan Le Fay smiled and did not deny it.

"Sure enough, it's an aphrodisiac..." An Zhiyu felt the changes in his body after saying this, but it seemed that drinking just a little would not have much effect.

"What you drank that night was not an aphrodisiac, don't say it as if I secretly tricked you into bed," Morgan Le Fay said slowly, "What you drank that night was just to adjust the atmosphere. It’s just ordinary red wine, you can’t help it, it’s just greedy for my body.”

An Zhiyu: "..."

People are tough, sister Morgan.

Looking at An Zhiyu's awkward expression, Morgan Le Fay plucked a strand of his hair with his slender fingers, walked to the head of the bed and sat down, "Since you came here specially to find my sister, please sit down first, don't be so restrained , are you still afraid that I will do something bad to you?"

Why does it sound so weird?

If you say that you do bad things...it should be me, right?

An Zhiyu complained from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't sit down immediately, but subconsciously glanced at the handcuffs on the bedside.

To be honest, he was very concerned about what was written on the handcuffs just now.

In addition, what does Morgan Le Fay usually do in the room?

Potions and handcuffs...

Sensing An Zhiyu's sight, Morgan Le Fay glanced back, lightly covered the handcuffs with the quilt, and raised his head to look at An Zhiyu: "Are you here to chat with sister?"

An Zhiyu nodded slightly.

It's fine to casually mention the matter of borrowing clothes when chatting for a while, but Sister Morgan may not borrow her if I say it directly now.

"After going out for a tryst with Master at night, still not satisfied?" Morgan continued to ask.

An Zhiyu was secretly startled.

Why does Sister Morgan even know this?Shouldn't you be secretly following me and Master all the way? !

"Don't worry, I didn't follow you," Morgan Le Fay sighed faintly, "I just saw you and your master going out today."

Morgan Le Fay raised his eyes to look at An Zhiyu when he finished speaking, the resentment contained in his eyes was as pitiful as a mourning widow.

It has to be admitted that the empress who acted vigorously and decisively combined with such sad eyes was so lethal that An Zhiyu's heart accelerated uncontrollably.

Morgan Le Fay turned a blind eye to An Zhiyu's reaction, crossed his legs, and after thinking for a while, he said, "You didn't just come to chat with me, did you?"

"It rained just now, you and Scatha have not been in the garden for a long time, and you have changed your clothes... If there is no accident, you should have been exposed to the rain all the way, and it happens that your master has no clothes, you are here Can you borrow clothes from me?"

Can even guess this?Sister Morgan's reasoning ability is too strong.

An Zhiyu couldn't help admiring in his heart, and looked at Morgan Le Fay who was sitting on the bed, "Since Sister Morgan knows about it, then I don't need to hide it, can you lend me a set of clothes?"

"Do you think it's okay?" Morgan Le Fay asked back.

"It shouldn't be a problem, right?" An Zhiyu tried to say, "I think the gentle and kind sister Morgan shouldn't care so much..."