Artoria wants to read people's hearts

"Am I nagging?" Arturia was taken aback for a moment. When she heard Morgan say this, she couldn't help but reflect on whether she had talked too much before.

"Yes, nagging." Nodding, the British princess gave an affirmative answer.

"For example, if I do this now..."

She said, then bent down under Arturia's astonished eyes, with a scent of fragrance, the cool and delicate touch imprinted on her lips.

Score at the touch of a button.

Morgan stood up, the corners of his mouth curled up in a great mood, his eyes were as bright as the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Before her sister could react, she had already walked to the door.

Opening the door, she gracefully turned around and made a standard curtsy towards Artoria.

The fluttering blond hair is like a bright wheat field, and her jade-like skin is as bright as the moonlight.

"This is the reward we agreed upon, so good night, my majesty the king."

With crisp laughter, Morgan closed the door and left.

And behind the door, Artoria's face suddenly burned with a burning blush like a fireball.

Chapter 68 Indulging in Her Charm

Before you know it, winter is over and spring is coming.

On the gradually green hills, a fire-like spring was ignited, burning through the deep chill of winter.

Gentle wind with moist fragrance, gently blowing.

Another morning.

Dazzling sunlight penetrated the clouds and poured into the earth, and birds with outspread wings appeared in the blue sky, looking for food everywhere.

At this time, the weather in Britain was calm, even the sound of the wind was extremely light, and everything seemed to be still immersed in sleep.

When the sun slanted and the light kissed her cheek, Artoria slowly woke up from sleep.

She narrowed her eyes lazily, and her eyes were hazy when she was half asleep and half awake.

Turning over gently on the bed, he stretched out his hand and gently hugged his sleeping wife beside him into his arms.

Maybe it was because of the hard work last night that made his wife tired, but Guinevere was still sleeping soundly at this time.

The chest rises and falls slowly with the breathing, with an inexplicable rhythm.

Every time she looked at her wife's face, Arturia would always have a warm current filling her heart.

The wife caught in the eyes of the noble king is lying quietly on her side at this time, her long black hair is scattered on the pillow, and her slender and soft body cannot be covered by the thin quilt. She is still charming.

Artoria couldn't help but seemed to be charmed, lowered her head and rubbed Guinevere's hair, and then pressed a light kiss on her forehead.

Ears and temples rubbed together, and it didn't last too long.

A few minutes later, although she was a little bit reluctant to let go of his wife's warm embrace, she still didn't make a sound, got out of bed lightly, put on her clothes and began to freshen up.

Because King Arthur completely defeated the Saxons, the whole of Britain after the end of the war has now entered a stage of peaceful development.

The government affairs during this period were not very busy, so Arturia, who had been busy since she became the throne, was able to spend a long time at leisure.

Open the door, close the door.

His Majesty the King, who had finished cleaning up, turned around and softly instructed the maid who was waiting by the side, "The queen is still fast asleep, so don't go and wake her up."

The maid bowed respectfully, then nodded to accept the order.

Seeing that everything that should be ordered has been ordered, Arturia didn't stay here too much, so she turned and walked away.

Even though government affairs have been reduced a lot, it doesn't mean that she will have nothing to do all day.

Arturia walked ahead, and Lord Bedivere, who had been waiting for a long time, followed closely behind the king.

Although Bedivere was a member of the Knights of the Round Table, he was also a trusted court deacon around King Arthur, so he occasionally handled some government affairs.

"Is there anything to report today?"

She kept walking, and while walking, she turned her head and asked Bedivere who had already walked beside her.

"Return to Your Majesty, according to the news I just received, several envoys who claim to be from Rome want to meet you, saying that they have brought an oral order from the Roman emperor." He lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"......Rome?"

Arturia frowned, and suddenly an ominous premonition emerged in her heart.

"Did they say what they came for?"

"No, although we also asked people to ask, but the group of envoys from Rome only said that they wanted to meet King Arthur, and kept silent about the others."

"........"

This is strange.

Artoria lowered her head and pondered for a moment, maybe her intuition played a role, she always felt a little uneasy about the sudden dispatch of people from Rome.

"anyway."

She said, "They are always guests from afar. As the host, we should treat them with the highest standard of etiquette."

"My lord, please don't worry." Bedivere replied, "I have settled them properly."

Sure enough, the ability of his court deacon is trustworthy.

Atolia nodded in satisfaction, so she stopped in her tracks.

"That being the case, you and Mr. Agguiwen will take them to the main hall."

The noble and great Wang smiled softly, and the morning sunlight refracted into her pupils, bringing out the most brilliant splendor.

"They don't want to see me, so let them see me, and just let the courtiers see what these envoys from Rome look like."

"Follow your will."

Bedivere smiled slightly, saluted Artoria respectfully, then turned and left.

He will then tell the Knights of the Round Table and the nobles to gather according to the king's order.

It is also necessary to find the Knight of Agravin and ask him to bring the Roman envoys who have just been placed into the hall.

Walking down this circle, it is indeed a bit busy.

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The first second when the envoys stepped in, the entire hall was completely silent in just a moment.

Whether they were nobles or knights, everyone's eyes turned to them in unison.

Shocking and solemn.

Scary and majestic.

What is the majesty of the emperor?

When the Roman envoys were led to the main hall by the Agrarian knights, when they looked up and saw King Arthur sitting on the throne.

The majesty of the emperor has already penetrated into their hearts.

How to describe the noble king?

He looked down at them from the throne, like a god who descended into the world looking at ants.

He wears a crown on his head and is dressed in exquisite armor. The noble blue and silver are intertwined, and his emerald green eyes carry a calm and majestic temperament.

Because of the distance, Wang's facial features are not very clear.

But the majesty and dignity brought by his eyes made him just sit there enough to make people tremble with fear.

This situation made the envoys from Rome sink in their hearts.

It seems that we all underestimate this King Arthur.

One of the envoys said with emotion in his heart that he suddenly became a little pessimistic about what he wanted to achieve when he came to Britain this time.

He was obviously full of arrogance and ambition before he came here, but now he seems to have been hit head-on by someone. It can really make people sigh that the world is impermanent.

A total of twelve people came to Britain this time.

When they entered the hall, each of them held an olive branch in their hands, which was used as a symbol of the envoy sent by the Roman Emperor Lucia.

Although Britain came to disown him, he still has to say what should be said.

So the twelve people saluted King Arthur neatly, expressing their highest respect first.

"Guests who have come from afar, as the king of Britain, I welcome you very much."

Having said that, Artoria paused, she caressed the armrest of the throne, and knocked on it casually.

"I heard that you came here with an oracle from the Roman emperor, so everyone......"

She looked at the twelve people with a gloomy expression.

"You might as well tell us your intentions here."

Chapter 69 Anyone who violates our country's authority will be punished even if he is far away!

"Tell me why you are here."

The figure of Artoria sitting on the throne seemed far away, and the envoys could only hear her deep and majestic voice ringing in their ears.

Therefore, the leader with the highest status among the envoys stepped forward.

"To King Arthur." He said respectfully, "The most noble and mighty Emperor Charlus sent us to pay tribute to you, the King of Britain."

Arturia raised her eyebrows, feeling a little subtle and amused by the word 'most'.

But she didn't intend to say anything, after all, she was an envoy from another country, and there was really nothing to be angry with His Majesty the Emperor who boasted about her family for the sake of face.

So in the end, she just curled her lips secretly, and then continued to lower her eyes to listen to them slowly explaining their intentions.

After finishing the diplomatic honorifics at the beginning, the leader couldn't help but paused. He opened his mouth and hesitated for a while, and then he braced himself and began to repeat the oral order of the Roman emperor.

"His Majesty the Great Emperor asked us to tell you that he ordered you to bow down and respect him as Lord."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the entire hall.

Even the most aristocratic nobles could not help feeling angry, let alone those bloody knights.

Mordred was the first to roll up his sleeves and quit. She, Xiao Mo, would never allow anyone to insult her father.

"It's so ridiculous." The silver-red girl knight grinned lightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"You bastards from Rome, do you know what you are talking about?!"

"You dare to insult my king. It seems that you have no nostalgia for this world! If that's the case, I, Mordred, will personally send you to hell!!"

She had a ferocious expression, and while speaking, she drew out the long sword in her hand.

Seeing that blood was about to flow into rivers above the hall, Arturia hurriedly stopped her impulsive daughter.

"Stop! Mordred!!"

"But how dare they insult you!"

Mordred turned her head and said aggrievedly, she didn't understand why her father wanted to stop her from cutting down the group of animals who were disrespectful to the king.

"Be good, Mordred."

King Arthur said in a deep voice, she glanced at her daughter, her eyes were full of warnings.

Watched by his father with such eyes, Mordred finally withdrew the long sword in his hand.

She pursed her lips, and reluctantly returned to the team, her face full of displeasure.

Even Mordred was stopped by the king, and the other knights could only resist their desire to draw their swords no matter how angry they were.

"Go on."

The king with eyes like emeralds looked at them fixedly, but there was nothing in his eyes.

The envoys, who had been frightened by the battle just now, had numb hands and feet, their bodies froze in fear, and even their breathing began to become cautious.

The leader wiped the cold sweat off his brow with his hand, and looked at King Arthur tremblingly.

The matter has come to this point, anyway, he has already said the first sentence, and the second sentence is not bad.