Artoria wants to read people's hearts

However, when she finally stood in front of that person, she looked up and saw tears rolling down his cheeks.

'Why are you crying? '

She clumsily raised her hand to wipe away the other party's tears, but her fingers were soaked by the tears that kept flowing.

Perhaps because of the dream, the other party's words could not be heard at all, like a mime.

She gave up the idea of ​​a conversation, and instead focused her attention, trying to see the man's face clearly.

It was as if the camera was slowly focusing successfully, and the appearance of that person was finally clearly shown in her eyes.

However, at this moment, it took less than a second for her to see clearly.

The opponent's figure suddenly dissipated to the surroundings like an untouchable light smoke.

She watched helplessly as her hands slid across the air, leaving nothing but nothingness in the end.

At this point, she finally shouted anxiously: "Morgan..."

"Morgan!"

Artoria opened her eyes suddenly, then sat up straight, breathing rapidly.

Under the body is soft grass, surrounded by dense trees.

She looked around blankly, but she didn't see the figure she wanted to see.

Has Morgan really left...

Arturia sighed, then propped herself up from the ground.

'I am too careless. 'Artoria thought to herself reproachfully.

He clearly knew that Morgan's magic skills were superb, but he didn't take any precautions against her approaching, and was easily captured by her.

Although the other party was also suspected of a sneak attack, it was really inappropriate for him to be caught by the other party so easily.

It's embarrassing to be reduced to this level.

Artoria turned her head to look, and sure enough, she found that the wooden house had disappeared.

She recalled the inexplicable sense of disobedience she felt in her heart when she first arrived here.

Is that also a product of magic?

She rubbed her forehead and let out another long sigh.

Forget it, it's useless to think so much, what else can she do after the Morgans are gone.

According to experience, as long as Morgan tried to avoid her, she would never be able to find him.

"...I just hope she can listen to my words." Artoria murmured softly.

She glanced at the direction of the wooden house for the last time with complicated eyes, then turned and left the forest.

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"Al, where did you go, I haven't found you after searching for a long time."

Seeing her husband's figure, Her Royal Highness smiled from the bottom of her heart.

She walked up to Artoria with cheerful steps, her tone full of curiosity and joy.

Looking at the gentle and lovely wife in front of her, she unconsciously clasped the hands hanging on both sides twice.

She was going to upset her wife again, but she had to talk about Mordred.

"Guinevere, I think there's something you need to know."

There is no point in hiding it and it will only do more harm.

After all, the king has already admitted the existence of the child, so the queen who is always by the king's side will know the truth sooner or later.

...... Can't hide it at all.

The smile on Guinevere's face paused, she could hear the seriousness in her husband's voice, her blue eyes looked at her figure in surprise, "What are you going to say to me?"

"...This matter is really very difficult to talk about."

Artoria mustered up the courage to look into his wife's eyes, "Just a few days ago, Mordred found me and revealed her true identity to me."

"Mordred?"

The queen became suspicious, "I know that cute little guy, but isn't she a knight?"

"It's not that simple..." Arturia said in a low voice, "Actually, she is my child and has my blood."

"!!!"

Guinevere froze in place suddenly, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"How is this possible? You are a woman like me?!"

She retorted in a hasty tone: "And Mordred obviously looks about your age. It is simply a fantasy that she is your child."

This is simply ridiculous! !

"...I'm very sorry, that child is actually only four years old. Strictly speaking, it is not a normal human being, but an artificial human being."

"Cyborg?! Four years old?! Are you kidding me??"

Guinevere doubted her ears for a moment, she suppressed her panic and anger, "Isn't that a forbidden technique?!"

"Al, what the hell have you done?!"

The queen seemed to have heard a big joke. She couldn't believe that her husband dared to touch such a taboo.

"I didn't do it, I didn't know it before."

Seeing his wife's stiff and cold expression, Arturia hastily explained to her: "My sister Morgan, she got my genes from me, and then created Mordred."

"...you mean Morgan?"

Guinevere couldn't help thinking a little when she heard this, she looked at her husband in great perplexity, "I know that Her Royal Highness, but as you said, she is your sister."

"Why would she do such a thing?"

This is really too sensational, as if she has been immersed in the ice of ten thousand years, the cold makes her shiver.

Artoria sighed heavily, and then replied: "For revenge..."

So, she explained Morgan's hatred to her wife, concealed what happened that night, and let Guiniway know all the ins and outs.

"That's the way it is..."

Under Guinevere's increasingly complicated eyes, she slowly lowered her head.

"You swear that everything you say is true?"

"Yes, I swear to you."

After getting an affirmative response from her husband, Guinevere took a deep breath, supported her forehead and sat down on the chair, forcing herself to calm down.

You have to stay calm, she told herself.

It wasn't the husband's fault, she was also the victim.

However, the anger and sadness welling up in her heart could not be controlled at all, and at this moment she felt that the whole world collapsed.

Chapter 39 I really want to beat you up

"It's my fault." Artoria said with difficulty.

"I have wronged you. After so many years of marriage, I have not fulfilled my duties as a husband very well."

She bit her lower lip hard, "If you feel pain, you can hit me and scold me."

"But please don't be disappointed in me." Artoria looked at his wife with pleading eyes, "Don't leave me, Guini."

"...Al."

The Queen of Britain said in a strange and subtle tone, "How do you think I will leave you?"

"It's not your fault, I know this fact very well."

'But, but...'

Guinevere tried her best to keep her voice steady, "Sometimes I really want to beat you hard."

This fool king, why can he always say something that makes people angry.

"I made you cry again."

Artoria walked slowly to his wife's side, and then slowly squatted down.

"If beating me can make you feel less sad, I will accept your punishment willingly."

Seeing her husband with his head down and eyes closed waiting for his fist to fall, Guinevere was so speechless that she almost laughed angrily.

If this matter could be resolved with a beating, she would have slapped her up without saying a word.

"King, please raise your head."

"I know it's not your fault, you didn't know about it after all." Guinevere held her husband's head in her hands with a sigh, "You were also deceived by Morgan."

"Although I am sad, I really envy her."

".......envious?"

Artoria squatted in front of his wife, puzzled doubts floated in her green eyes.

"Yes, I envy Morgan."

Although this approach was like sticking a knife in her heart.

All this is simply ridiculous.

"You actually had a child with someone else, and I was kept in the dark!"

Guinevere's teeth itch with hatred when she thought of this matter, she pinched Artoria's cheek and pulled it to both sides fiercely.

"Obviously I am your wife!!"

Her Royal Highness felt very aggrieved, she squinted her eyes, and her eyes burst out with intense emotion, "Even if there is a child, it should be mine and yours, that person, that person...!!"

Guinevere was so angry that she wanted to vent her anger.

However, her upbringing keeps her from being rude.

Guinevere slowly leaned back on the chair, using her reason to control her emotions.

She is thinking seriously, and has been doing self-suggestion and comfort.

After a long time, Guinevere said to Artoria, "Al, what should I do? I really envy Morgan. She did what I didn't. She even had a child with you."

"Do you know how much I want to have a child with you that belongs to us, I have imagined countless times, if Al, you are a male......"

Gui Ni's eyes wandered, as if she was looking at Arturia, but she didn't seem to be looking at her.

"...If we were a normal couple, our lives would be very happy and we would have a lovely child."

She showed a smile, but the tears in her eyes flowed down slowly uncontrollably.

"........."

Artoria stepped forward and raised her hand to wipe away his wife's tears. She looked at Guinevere and said softly, "Dear Guinevere, please don't cry. I'm sorry for making you so sad."

"Al, I really want to be selfish." Guinevere's face was covered with a shadow, she inserted her fingers into her hair, and said in a choked voice, "I also want to conceive a baby for you like Morgan. child."

"...But I can't do this, my reason prevents me from touching the forbidden technique like that person."

"I understand you, Ginnie."

Guinevere's expression was too fragile, and there were crystal tears in her beautiful eyes. The teardrops ran across her delicate cheeks and wet Artoria's palm.

"You didn't do anything wrong." She wiped the tears from her wife's face distressedly, "It is my incompetence as a husband to make you show this expression."

She coaxed Guinevere in a low voice, "Please don't be sad, my beautiful wife is cute even when she cries, but what I love the most is the smile on your face."

"When you smile, I feel like the whole world suddenly brightens up."

Arturia lowered her head and kissed his wife's fingertips lightly. Under her bright blond hair were her pious and nostalgic eyebrows and eyes, "And I love such a bright world."

"...Why do you say such shameful things every time?"

Guinevere's heart trembled, and her eyelashes, which still had teardrops, lightly blinked twice, and her shyness made her glared at her husband involuntarily.