My Knights of the Round Table

Chapter 89 Chapter 35 Cold Body (4k, 7/12)

Looking at the girl's sad face, Arthur didn't know what to say.

Why didn't he touch her, it seemed like he did something wrong.

After a while of silence, Arthur sat on the edge of the bed with a gentle smile on her face, wiping the tears from her cheeks gently.

"do not Cry."

The soft voice made the girl cry less, but the tears still kept flowing down.

With her pale face, it is even more pitiful.

"Why do you think I despise you?"

"Then why don't you want to touch me?"

Guinevere fought back the tears and asked, looking into Arthur's eyes with courage.

Hearing this sentence, Arthur couldn't help but think of Guinevere standing on the floor just now.

The body started to heat up again.

Restraining that urge, he glanced at the wall in the distance, regained some calm, and said.

"You are the daughter of King Rodgrenth, King Rodgrenz is my elder, even if I touch you, it should be after marrying you, how can I touch you in this situation, what will your father think? I?"

Hearing this, Guinevere's face recovered a little, and the tears stopped flowing.

"My father doesn't care."

Guinevere said seriously.

She didn't lie either.

Because of her reputation outside and her weak body, her father has always prohibited her from going out in order to protect her. She burns a stove in her house almost every day, even when chatting with other noble ladies. It was they who came to look for her, and she seldom even went out the door herself.

But in the matter of Arthur alone, King Rodgrens is extraordinarily magnanimous, not only magnanimous, but even condoning.

Not only did she often help her find those noble ladies and ladies to chat with her, but most of the chats were about the King Arthur who had never met, and even occasionally allowed her to go outside and listen to the bards telling about Asia. Se's story.

In addition, every time Arthur's happy look is mentioned, some people begin to suspect that Arthur is actually his biological son.

"Let's talk later."

"Guinevere, do you like me?"

Arthur saw that he couldn't convince her, but he didn't want to continue talking about this topic.

Guinevere heard the words, blushed slightly, and nodded.

"why?"

"what why?"

The girl looked puzzled, apparently not understanding Arthur's question.

"why do you like me?"

Guinevere's expression was stunned for a few seconds, and her own expression was a little puzzled.

Just when Arthur thought he had convinced her, the girl suddenly said.

"Why don't you like you?"

Seeing Arthur's bewildered expression, she endured the strange feeling in her heart and continued.

"Everyone I know, whether it's a noble lady or a noble lady, wants to marry you, not to mention... you are really as powerful, beautiful and gentle as the story says."

At the end, Guinevere's face was almost covered with blush, and she pulled up the quilt to cover most of her face with only a pair of eyes looking at Arthur.

Arthur was silent for a while.

He had also stayed in the castle in Camelot before, and he had never heard anything about those noble girls. He really didn't know this kind of thing.

The only thing he knew was that the group of nobles would ask him about his marriage every day when he had nothing to do, and they would definitely sell their daughters to them after they came up to meet and deal with the matter.

Now listening to Guinevere's words, think about it carefully, isn't this the same as the fans chasing stars he saw before.

However, looking around in this era, the kings of other countries are either middle-aged men or old men. It seems that the only one who is of the right age and looks reasonable is himself.

Moreover, those noble girls do not have any tools to communicate with the outside world. They are kept in captivity at home like canaries every day, and occasionally go out to chat with sisters who are also nobles. Naturally, they will be more innocent and have the dream of a girl.

Thinking of this, he had some understanding.

"That's it."

"It's not too late, you go to bed first, and you have to hurry when you wake up tomorrow."

Having said that, the little hand holding his arm still did not let go.

"Don't sleep on the sofa."

Guinevere said in a low voice, although it sounded like an order, but her tone was soft without any deterrence, but full of pleading tone.

Looking at the girl on the bed, Arthur didn't know what to say.

If the girl was normal at first, and the two of them were dressed like Gawain, he didn't think about anything else, and they would just live together on the same bed.

However, she does not play cards according to the routine.

Arthur originally wanted to put her to sleep and then go out and open a room next to him.

But looking at her like this, she will definitely not give up if she doesn't stay in bed.

"it is good."

Arthur nodded, and under the girl's shy eyes, he sat on the bed and leaned against the head of the bed.

The girl also moved her body back, making as much room as possible for Arthur.

"Go to sleep."

As soon as the voice fell, all the oil lamps in the house were extinguished.

Arthur did not go into the quilt, but was outside the quilt, a quilt distance away from Guinevere, in order to prevent accidental shooting due to unnecessary physical contact.

Guinevere felt that although she was a little unhappy, she did not continue to say anything. She changed her posture and lay on her back and looked at the dark ceiling, her eyes slowly closing.

"Guinevere?"

After a while, Arthur tentatively called her name.

"what happened?"

"Can you let me go?"

The voice was a little helpless.

Guinevere's right hand was still holding his arm tightly. Because he was outside, Guinevere's right shoulder was exposed with some softness, and it looked very cool.

After a long silence, Arthur could even guess Guinevere's blushing look now.

"No."

Shy but extraordinarily determined.

"Don't catch a cold."

"Then come in."

Arthur was silent for a while.

"Then don't move."

"I, I won't move!"

Guinevere's tone was flustered, even a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, Arthur put his heart down more or less and got into the quilt, leaving Guinevere's body completely covered by the quilt.

However, the two still kept their distance.

Arthur was still wearing thin underwear.

As time went on, and he was indeed a little tired himself, Arthur began to fall asleep gradually, even with his arms grabbed.

After an unknown amount of time, an icy coldness came from his body.

Arthur opened his eyes alertly, but found that there seemed to be an extra object on his body.

The body shape of a person has no temperature at all. The cold feeling even reaches his body through his clothes and skin, as if he has an ice cube on his body.

"Guinevere?"

He put his hand on it, but it was the girl's soft body.

However, there is absolutely no temperature that any normal person should have, but it is very cold, like the exposed skin of the person who just came back in winter.

"what happened to you?"

Guinevere didn't answer.

The girl was curled up on Arthur's body, her hands were tightly wrapped around Arthur's body, and her body was shivering all the time.

"cold."

Speaking in pain, the little hand even reached into Arthur's clothes to keep warm.

Seeing this, Arthur quickly hugged the girl, and a faint magic power escaped from his body, turning into heat to keep the girl warm.

After a long time, the girl's body stopped shaking and regained some temperature, at least not as bitterly cold as before.

"Have you always been like this?"

Although hugging the girl's soft body, Arthur didn't have any dirty thoughts in his heart, but asked worriedly.

"Well, it happens every night."

"But in the past night, my father would let people light a stove in my house, and the quilt was very warm, so it was no big problem."

Guinevere regained consciousness, and found that her face was flushed with blush in her current posture, but more joyful, her chin rested on Arthur's shoulder, and her arms were tightly wrapped around his body.