Artoria wants to read people's hearts

Mordred's eyes became bright and clear after seeing Artoria nodding her encouragement.

"Just today, I swear that I will follow the king, and the existence named Aurora will start a new life here."

Feared by the enemy, loved by the people, recited by poets, it gradually shines in mythology.

All future achievements of Mordred will bring honor to Britain.

This is her atonement for herself.

"Well said, Aurora Knight."

Artoria said, "Please remember everything that happened today and the oath you made here today."

When the setting sun was about to be swallowed by the clouds, she looked directly at Mordred's back in relief.

Vigorous, brave, decisive....

Suddenly, Mordred has become such an outstanding person.

Arturia, who found out about this, couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth and laughed happily.

Chapter 90 Lips are cool and soft

This was before that........

In other words, it was when Mordred's death sentence was just announced.

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It's been a long time since Guinevere and Artoria spent a relatively relaxing time together.

Since her husband returned from Rome, as a king, she has been entangled in countless trivial matters and government affairs.

Sometimes, in order not to disturb his wife's rest, Artoria would occasionally sleep in the office where she handled government affairs.

Her Royal Highness saw her husband once in a while, and her face was full of exhaustion and haste.

So the culprit who caused all this is Mordred himself.

Guinevere was very complaining in her heart.

Before that, that guy imprisoned himself in the palace, imprisoned her freedom, and didn't let her take a step out of the room.

However, the complaints belong to the complaints. When she heard that the child Mordred was executed by her husband, the kind-hearted woman still felt unbearable.

She knows her husband.

No matter when, the decision made by the just and great King Arthur must be irreversible.

but.......

"Al."

Guinevere pushed open the door of her husband's office, and said anxiously, "Are you really going to kill Mordred?"

"Guinie?"

Artoria opened her eyes wide in surprise, watching her wife rush in, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, don't worry about this."

Guinevere came to her husband in three steps at a time. Her azure blue eyes fixedly looked at Artoria at this moment, and asked anxiously again.

"I have heard that Mordred was sentenced to death by you, is this true?"

Looking at her sweaty wife, and knowing the reason for Gui Ni's visit, she couldn't help but curl her lips secretly.

"It is indeed true."

With a sullen face, she nodded seriously.

After hearing the affirmative reply from Artoria, Her Highness the Queen's face overflowed with sadness.

Although Mordred is not her and her husband's biological child, she has her husband's blood after all.

In fact, Guinevere had already recognized the existence of that child in her heart.

"Does it really have to come to this point?"

Her lips trembled, and she looked at Arturia pleadingly.

"Gui Ni, you know it."

The husband's exquisite eyebrows collapsed, and the emerald green eyes were filled with helpless sadness.

"Modred has committed an irreparable crime. If I take it lightly, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable."

Of course, Guinevere, the queen, knew this matter well.

"But, but..."

She repeated the word softly on her lips, and her eyes blinked in panic.

Guinevere's eyes began to overflow with tears, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Seeing that his wife was so sad, Artoria couldn't help being taken aback.

She never thought that her wife would attach so much importance to Mordred.

"Gui Ni, please don't be so sad."

She hurriedly reached out and took the hands of the wife in front of her, pulling her in towards her.

"My heart is going to break when you cry."

Artoria coaxed softly, and then slowly wrapped his wife into his arms.

She sat on a chair, and Guinevere sat sideways on top of her.

She reached out to wipe away the crystal tears in his wife's eyes, and gently explained to Guinevere, "I'm sorry, what I just said was just to tease you."

"...Amusing me?"

Like the clearest sea of ​​clouds in the world, Her Royal Highness raised her head, her beautiful eyes were slightly red, and she looked at her husband with some puzzlement.

"Yes."

Artoria laughed lightly, then reached out and scratched Guinevere's nose.

Such a lovely wife made her heart soften suddenly.

"I already have a way to save Mordred's life." She said softly.

"Really?!"

Her Highness the Queen exclaimed, with uncontrollable joy in her eyes.

"Of course, my dear Guini, when has your king ever lied to you?"

This is really not the case.

Guinevere smiled embarrassingly, she looked away, her fair cheeks were flushed because of her gaffe just now.

"That's good....."

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyebrows and eyes were bent like a pool of clear water, "I believe in you, Al."

After saying this, she suddenly exclaimed.

Just because of emotional reasons, Guinevere suddenly realized at this moment that she and her husband were already so close.

Embarrassment surged into her heart in an instant, and she moved her body, wanting to get off Artoria's lap.

However........

Arturia immediately discovered his wife's intentions, she pursed her lips a little unhappy, and with a little effort in her hands, she tightly hugged Guinevere's body.

"ah!"

She exclaimed again to Her Royal Highness, she looked up at her husband in disbelief, with a hint of accusation in her eyes.

"Guinie..."

Arturia lowered her eyes at the right time, and she acted like a spoiled wife to her wife in a somewhat aggrieved tone.

"We haven't been alone like this for a long time. Don't you miss me in such a hurry to leave?"

"Of course I miss you very much."

Regarding her husband's accusation, Guinevere replied somewhat at a loss, "I was just..."

Having said that, her voice became softer, and she bit her lower lip with a blushing face, "...just a little shy."

His wife's gaze, which was clearer than the moonlight, was as gentle as water at this moment, and she cast a coquettish glance at Arlia, her eyes full of affection.

"........."

Arturia stared at Guinevere's face fixedly, dazzled by his wife's beauty.

After a long time, she smiled.

To Her Royal Highness who was close to her, the laughter seemed to be coming from the chest, and it seemed a bit muffled.

"Since you miss me too..."

Arturia nodded her lips, and looked up at her wife.

"Then why don't you express it?"

Maybe it's too sunny, or bewitched by the love in her husband's eyes.

Her heart seemed to be gently picked up by someone, Her Royal Highness seemed to be drunk, and her whole body was a little dizzy.

then........

Guinevere slowly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around her husband's neck, then lowered her head.

In the dim light, she softly kissed her husband's cool lips.

Chapter 91 Morgan and Mordred's Conspiracy

When Mordred quietly came to find her with brown hair and blue eyes, Morgan was a little surprised by this.

It was June, and although the weather was getting warmer, the nights were still slightly cooler.

However, only the night of that day, I don’t know what happened...

The weather became gloomy, and the sky was full of thick, low gray-black turbid clouds.

The wind howled and ran wantonly in the city and the wilderness.

Even the moon seemed to be afraid of something. It hid above the dark clouds, completely covering its whereabouts.

Looking at the scene outside, Morgan felt that the entire Camelot seemed to have lost its soul, and it no longer had the lively vitality of the past.

In the room, she put the potion in her hand on the table, and then asked softly, "It's late at night, what's the reason why you came to see me?"

"...I do have something to find you." Mordred, wearing the Aurora shell, nodded.

She seemed a little hesitant, subconsciously frowned, and then opened her mouth.

"To be precise, I came here to get some advice from you."

"Suggest?"

Morgan turned around with interest, shifting his gaze from the potion to Mordred.

This is indeed a strange thing.

Mordred, who would have detoured ahead of time when he saw his mother, unexpectedly wanted to seek his own advice one day.

"Yes." Although it was a bit difficult to say, the girl knight nodded.

"...Although it's not very good to say this, but after the previous incident, I really realized my shortcomings in some aspects."

This is really interesting isn't it.

"In that case." Morgan said in her unique, somewhat casual tone, "For the sake of your self-mockery making me feel happy, I will give you some answers to your questions as appropriate."

Hearing what Morgan said, Mordred couldn't help subconsciously letting out a sigh of relief.

Her evaluation of her mother has always been dangerous and mysterious.

If she didn't really need her help this time, she would never want to meet Morgan in private.