Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

"It's alright, Arturia."

Patting the girl's tender shoulder, Mei Li's smile was very gentle.

"He promised me that he would definitely come back.

so......"

In the smile, the heartlessness and stupidity of the past were gone. Meili knew that there would be no one to take care of her for a long time in the future.

Now, she has become the nightmare that has always been alone.

But, until then....

"Altoria, before he comes back, you have to make Camelot strong.

Because, this is not only your destiny, but also the last assignment he left you.

Trust him, trust me, trust yourself.

The future of Camelot will surely belong to your era.

And you will be king! "

He suddenly took out a long spear that shone with golden light.Mei Li had been hesitating before handing over this big killer to Artoria.

But now, it doesn't matter anymore.

Because, his Artoria, will definitely fly, will sing, and will spread her wings.

Camelot's future has long been decided.

That one, Artoria Pendragon, who holds the sword of oath of victory and the spear that shines in Lungomniad, is the greatest king in Camelot's history—King Arthur's era!

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Ps; I always feel that I can write a little more delicately, and the emotions of the characters are fuller, but the writing power is too bad to write.

In other words, I want to vote in the next world, but I don't know how to ask you guys, so I'm very desperate......

Chapter [*]. The First Emperor is drooling in his dreams!

The green and fresh breath came oncoming, as if the entire Epang Palace was dyed with moving colors.

Watching the first ray of light from the morning sun pierce through the gaps in the branches and leaves and the plain white screen by the window, Ying Ningwu, who had not slept all night, stretched slightly, and then put the tiredness on her body away. Intent to disperse.

[I only thought of him 4912 times, it's okay. 】

Even though the black dragon robe was tossed by Ying Zheng's tossing and turning body all night, it still had no creases at all, and it was still full of the mysterious majesty of the Great Qin Empress.

Walking out of the hall, looking at the guards and maids, the corner of Shi Emperor's eyes was suddenly affected by a dazzling greenery in the garden.

"These flowers and plants?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, these flowers and plants were placed by special officials of the Shaofu, saying that they were cultivated after the selection and strict examination of many craftsmen."

She quickly stood up and answered Sister Zheng's question. The head maid thought that Sister Zheng was in a good mood.

"Oh."

I always feel that my mood at this time is very delicate. It stands to reason that it will be time for Yuanliuyuan to return in a while, but with the green scenery, Ying Ningwu always feels that something is mocking him.

[Inexplicable feeling of losing, so strange. 】

The beautiful expression showed a hint of emotion, and she always felt that something was wrong with her. After thinking about it for a long time, Ying Ningwu covered up this wonderful thought and returned to her bedroom.

Inside the Palace of Emperor Qin......

"Husband..."

In her hand was the very beautiful moon-white long dress that Yuanliuyuan made for her before she left. Except when he was beside a man, the first emperor was still completely dark.

She put away the long skirt in her hand very seriously, Ying Ningwu stared at the various decorations in the hall, she had already watched this scene for [*] years and dozens of months before, but now... ....

Suddenly I felt that my time alone was so long and lonely. Looking at the beautiful shadow in the cup, Zu Long sighed slightly.

"Ugh......"

Turning his back to the sky, he then lay lazily on the mattress, with the top-quality goose down hitting his back and touching his skin, Zu Long finally fell asleep.

After staying up all night, it is not her body that is tired, but her mind.

And not long after she just fell asleep...

Swish...

Appearing directly beside Ying Ningwu's bed, when Yuan Liuyuan came back, he hoped that the system would let him see his wife soon.

So, he appeared beside the Empress, and then looked at the other person's lightly frowned brow.

"Fell asleep?"

Looking at Ying Ningwu, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Yuan Liuyuan walked over lightly, and then looked at the beautiful face of the First Emperor.

"Husband..."

The slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and her body moved unconsciously in the direction of Yuanliuyuan, as if she was having a wonderful dream. Wet sheets.

That's right, as you can imagine, the first emperor is... drooling!

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"Then, the humble king left and left his heart behind."

In the palace, the first emperor held his chin and looked at the man who told him the "story" with a blushing face.

I have heard that the legendary king of humbleness, Futigeng Pendragon, appeared. After waking up and seeing Yuanliuyuan, Ying Ningwu's expression was always gentle.

Yes, gentle!

As the Qin emperor, as the first emperor, as the first emperor through the ages, as the emperor of the integration of human intelligence and the real kingdom, she even showed a gentle expression.

Different from the previous indifference, the current Ying Ningwu is more humane and more popular with Yuanliuyuan.

"The one called Arturia is your apprentice?"

"Yes, that kid is very nice."

Nodding, in Camelot, the proudest thing that Genryanyuan is most proud of is cultivating Arturia.

Witnessing with his own eyes that King Arthur respected the unique kingship, he was a little regretful that he did not see the ending of Camelot.

However, it doesn't matter.

Because he believed that Arturia, that girl, was born to be a king!

"Really, then if you have a chance, you must treat it well."

A rare smile appeared, and Sister Zheng's smile instantly lifted Yuanliuyuan's spirit.

"By the way, what about the other one named Mei Li?

Race is a nightmare?Is she your roommate? "

Sure enough, as Ying Ningwu's soul asked questions, Yuan Liuyuan suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

An abyss-like killing intent enveloped the man, twisting his neck in the direction of the killing intent, Yuan Liuyuan saw those pale golden eyes that did not contain any emotion.

"Husband, talk, is that one named Mei Li your roommate?"

I finally understood why the greenery in the early morning was so dazzling, and looked straight at Yuanliuyuan. At this moment, the atmosphere of the scene was just one word.

Dangerous!

"Yes, Mellie, she and I were probably together...for twenty years or so."

He was ready to be hit by the railgun, closed his eyes, and Yuan Liuyuan finally admitted it frankly.

[Just die, if you want me to do things that deny Meili, I can't do it. 】

Thinking about it this way, Yuan Liuyuan did not see that the wrinkled Liu eyebrows that were originally Ying Ningwu stretched out instantly after hearing the three words "Twenty Years".

As His Majesty the First Emperor's soft and slender hands "gently" squeezed the man's waist, the imaginary pain did not come.

"It's a shame she can take care of you for [*] years. Next time, let's take a look at her as well."

After sighing, she still did not give up her heart after all. The breathtakingly beautiful Ying Ningwu finally smiled relievedly, reflecting the sunset that was about to fall into the horizon outside the window, the existence of the girl was like a dream.

"Well, I'll see. When the time comes, I'll introduce you to each other."

He came back to his senses in an instant, and looking at the beautiful Ying Ningwu, Yuanliuyuan took the First Emperor into his arms slightly.

"I'm sorry, I came back late, Ningwu."

"It's ok."

The misty mist in the eyes finally wet Yuanliuyuan's collar, and through the black fabric, Ying Ningwu finally felt the hot and familiar body temperature again.

The body trembled slightly, and the first emperor uttered his most sincere words.

"Welcome back, husband."

Chapter [*]. Eighteen years and tens of thousands of months old

The rain on the Tianjie Street is as crisp as the grass, but the grass color is far away but not close.

It was night, accompanied by a slight drop in temperature, and a drizzle like a cow's hair could be faintly seen in the air.

As the rain gradually increased, there was a flash of thunder in the sky from time to time.

"Great, that bastard didn't come back!"

After observing all day and night in front of Yuanliuyuan's house, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ying Yaoxue was almost jumping for joy that a certain man did not "come back on time".

If the time is not right, she would like to show the dance she has learned to celebrate her good mood at the moment.

"Well, you can go back to the palace and report to His Majesty."

The black Xuanfu was wet by the rain, and a strand of disobedient hair was like the branches of trees wet by the rain.Full of coolness.