Artoria wants to read people's hearts

but........

'Why hasn't she chased Al...?''''''''

'Did I go too fast? '

Thinking of this, her steps became smaller and slower.

I began to feel uneasy in my heart, "Isn't she really not going after her and staying with that woman?" '

Although Guinevere was trying to be brave just now, it was precisely because she knew that Al would not ignore her and would definitely come after her, so she rushed out so recklessly.

But when she thought that it might be possible for her husband to stay with Morgan, she felt sour, and the grievance and sourness made her eyes sparkle.

at this time.

"Gui Ni, wait for me."

A rush of footsteps behind her was getting closer and closer, accompanied by a familiar cry, Guinevere couldn't help crying.

"Gui Ni, don't cry."

She stepped forward and hugged her wife, and the soft sobbing in her arms made her feel extremely distressed.

"It's all my fault, Guini." Arturia comforted her softly, "Don't cry, it breaks my heart when you cry."

"But you didn't help me just now!"

Guinevere cried and thrashed in her arms, "Just watch Morgan bully me."

"I wanted to change the subject, but..."

"!!!"

"What do you mean! Are you saying that it's all my fault for this?!" Guinevere raised her head and looked at Artoria fiercely.

"Of course not! How could I mean that." Arturia lowered her eyebrows guiltily, and said softly, "Everything is my fault, Gui Ni, I'm sorry I always make you sad."

"Al, you also know that you always make me sad." Guinevere looked at her husband sadly, her voice trembling, with an uncontrollable cry, "What else can you do besides apologize?"

Recalling all the things since they got married, every time the two of them quarreled, it wasn't her, Guinevere, who gave in.

"You're always apologizing to me." Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and there was a sigh of frustration and pain, as if drawn from the depths of her soul, scattered in the air, weaving dark blue sadness.

"Guinee...?!"

Artoria suddenly felt a little uneasy. She looked at her crying wife in a daze, and opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

What to say?Keep apologizing?

She knew in her heart that what Guinevere wanted was not her apology at all.

Seeing that her husband didn't say a word to comfort her, but just looked at her helplessly, she suddenly felt a little tired.

"Enough, Al."

Guinevere gently withdrew from her arms, she wiped her tears with her hand, and said calmly, "I'm sorry for letting you see my gaffe."

She paused, "I'm a little tired today, so I won't have dinner with you, please allow me to leave first."

After finishing speaking, she made up her mind not to look at the flustered expression on Artoria's face, and turned to leave directly.

Arturia subconsciously wanted to catch up, but just took two steps forward, and suddenly stopped in place.

She didn't know what she could do if she chased after her?

He raised his hand and put it down again.

In the end, he could only stand there blankly, watching his wife's back disappear around the corner.

Chapter 51 How to coax an angry girl?

"What should I do?!"

Arturia sat in her office, put her head in her hands, and yelled in a low voice.

Now she feels as if she has run a marathon of dozens of kilometers. Arturia is exhausted physically and mentally, mainly because of her heart.

Of course she knew that there must be something wrong with what she did before, otherwise Guinevere wouldn't be so disappointed in her this time.

Heaven makes rain, and man makes woe.

Oh shit!Arturia remembered how stupid she was yesterday, and wanted to punch herself hard.

"Boom" "click" "boom"

Several voices sounded in succession, and she beat her desk as if venting her anger.

"...What should I do to calm down Guinevere?"

Artoria collapsed on the chair, looking up at the patterns on the ceiling.

In the bright and bright room, she seemed to escape from herself, thinking that it would be great if everything that happened yesterday was a dream.

However, Artoria knew very clearly that it was not a dream.

She closed her eyes, her thoughts scattered wildly along with regret, anxiety, sadness and other emotions.

His wife's eyes full of tears, and the back view of her pushing away herself to leave alone, the last scene, with such complicated, desperate and sad eyes...

All are clips, like small videos that have been edited, playing in Artoria's mind in an infinite loop.

"...you still have to apologize."

She muttered to herself, staring straight at the ceiling.

But the last thing Gui Ni wants to hear now is her own apology!

This is simply incomprehensible! !

If you want to reconcile with your wife, you must admit your mistakes and seek forgiveness.

But the wife didn't want to hear her apology at all, which meant that she couldn't ask for forgiveness, and couldn't reconcile with Guinevere...

"......"

God is going to kill me Artoria.

My mind is confused and my head is dizzy. In this state, I have to cheer up to deal with government affairs.

Touching the top ten people in Britain, she must be nominated on the Artoria list......

"Those guys who made their girlfriends angry in the previous life, how did they coax their girlfriends?"

She rubbed her forehead with a headache, feeling that she was not well.

Trying to recall the memories of my previous life, I vaguely remember that those netizens on the Internet seem to say that they want to...

A sincere apology? A romantic trick?Gift surprise?

"........"

Inexplicably, it seems to be quite reliable.

Artoria lowered her head and thought about it seriously, and found that besides trusting those sand sculpture netizens in her previous life, she couldn't think of any other better way.

Then..., combine these three?

Make a romantic surprise, give a gift, and end with a sincere apology.

Speaking of romance though..., Artoria is stumped again.

In addition to sending flowers and jewelry, she couldn't think of anything else in her mind.

vulgar!Too vulgar! !Tasty! ! !

Artoria had no choice but to squeeze her poor past life memory again.

After a long time, she finally made up her mind, and from a pile of messy memories, she found a reliable one.

The more Artoria thought about it, the more she felt that she was messing around, she couldn't help but took a deep breath and stood up abruptly, thinking of a way, she wished she could carry out the plan in her heart right now.

However........

The corner of her gaze caught sight of the pile of documents on the desk, her whole body was like a deflated ball, and she slumped down on the chair with a 'poof'.

"Ugh..."

Her voice was half-dead and lifeless. "I even forgot that there are still a lot of government affairs that have not been dealt with."

Panting listlessly, she pulled herself together and shifted her attention to her work.

You have to finish it quickly, after all, the longer you delay, the harder it will be to coax an angry girl.

At dusk, the setting sun descends from the mountains.

Arturia hurried on, and finally finished reviewing the last document in hand.

She let out a long sigh of relief, then left the office immediately, and hurried outside.

"First of all, we need to find Merlin."

As she was on her way, she muttered something.

This fellow Merlin is haunted. Although he has his own room in the palace, that scumbag is not a person who will stay in one place well.

"I hope Merlin can stay in the house well today and not run around."

Hurrying all the way, when she arrived at the destination, she was surprised to find that she was lucky, that Merlin was obediently eating an apple in the house.

"Isn't this Xiao Liya, she is really a rare visitor."

While nibbling an apple in his mouth, the flower magician waved to Artoria with a smile.

"Come here, come here." He stepped forward and pushed Artoria's shoulder, and then pushed her on the chair for entertaining guests.

"I brought you a souvenir from Rome this time~~"

".......what?"

Arturia was confused, she turned around in surprise, and asked Merlin suspiciously, "Did you go to Rome this time?"

"Yes." As he replied, he made a sound of "dang, dang" in his mouth like magic.

The Magician of Flowers flipped his hands, and he grabbed a wood carving that looked so ugly.

It was impossible to see what was being carved, it seemed that all kinds of messy things were put together randomly, and the whole wood carving was directly distorted to look like a lump, it could be called beyond recognition, it was horrible.

".....is this a gift from you?"

She looked at this thing in disbelief, her tone full of uncertainty.

"This is my gift to you." Merlin smiled like a flower, and directly stuffed it into Artoria's hand.

She performed a miracle vigorously. When she was shocked to doubt her life, she didn't react in time, so she held the wood carving in her hand.

"........"

Careless, did not flash past.

"Sometimes I really hope that your drama can be as little as your integrity."

After finishing speaking, Artoria took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She told herself to be steady, she came here for something important, not to watch Merlin play tricks.

"Snapped."

Artoria put the ugly wooden sculpture on the table expressionlessly, and then said to Merlin with a sullen face, "I came here to ask you something."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Merlin didn't care about Artoria's attitude either. He walked around the room, then walked to the fruit plate on the table, picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.

"I want to learn your fireworks magic."

Her blue eyes fixedly looked at Merlin, and her tone was so serious that she didn't want to learn how to set off fireworks, but she wanted to learn magic like intrinsic enchantment.

Chapter 52 Reconciliation

When Arturia came out of Merlin's room, the skill of fireworks had already been lit on her skill tree.

Before leaving, Artoria said to the scumbag magician, "Thank you very much for your teaching, but you should keep that gift for yourself."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Merlin's exaggerated yelling behind her, she directly closed the door, and the whole world was suddenly clean.