Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

His eyes were rolling, and his blond hair was bouncing in the sun.

Feeling that even if he can't say Yuanryuyuan, but it's not a loss to get a wreath from him, Mordred decided to charge some interest first.

She quickly snatched the wreath from Yuan Liuyuan's hand, and she even made a face.

"slightly"

The giggling and laughter kept flowing, and Mordred rarely showed a childish side.

"What a stupid golden retriever"

Sighing, Yuan Liuyuan said helplessly.

"That... wreath, it was originally for you.

Silly boy"

Chapter [-]. I'm here as a guest

After two days of traveling, Genryuin and Mordred finally felt near Morgan's castle before dawn on the third day.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Seeing Genryuyuan walking directly into the castle's territory, Mordred hurriedly pulled the man back.

"Go to Morgan, or what else?"

Looking away from the castles full of gothic darkness, Yuan Liuyuan felt that it was really eerie enough, it was exactly the same as those medieval vampire castles in the movie.

"It's too reckless to go in like this.

Morgan is a very careful person, she usually lays down all kinds of traps in the castle, even I dare not step into it easily, every time she comes, she leads me the way."

"so what"

Looking at Mordred with a smile, Yuan Liuyuan asked.

"So we have to be careful, you follow me."

With that said, Mordred walked directly into the castle.

"You girl, don't hide."

He pulled Mordred back, who had not taken two steps, and with a soft sound, the unsuspecting girl slammed into Yuan Liuyuan's arms.

"What are you doing!"

Mordred frowned on the spot.

"Morgan knew for a long time that I was here with me. There is another guest here. Don't worry."

"there are people"

Genryuin's remarks are somewhat inconceivable, Mordred's little head is a little bit hard to turn.

Her mother knew that she was back and she also knew that she brought a man back, strange, inexplicably panicked, and there are other people here besides her and Yuanliuyuan to ask, think about that... the sun is shining Mother, she thought it was unbelievable.

"Well, very powerful magic, the strongest person I have ever seen in Camelot."

In the dark castle, under the gray sky, the dilapidated branches swayed with the cold wind.

On the blackened earth, it was stained with blood and could not root: pure magic power, all of which represented a person.

A person who can transform into Britain, and who once gave Yuanryuyuan great help.

The humble king - Votigeng.

Dragon! The humble king Vortigern.

Pendagon, and the incomparable existence, the strongest enemy that even the King of Arthur cannot defeat alone, Arthur's uncle, the white dragon of Uther's Britain! As Britain itself, he is Britain itself, with him To be an enemy is to be an enemy to the island of Britain itself. Vortigern is desperate because of the death of Britain. As a white dragon that devours the light, he incarnates as the enemy of all life in Britain, just to defend the last mystery.

However, it was too late, everything was in vain, the mystery was long over, civilization had arrived, and Britain was dead.

"Stupid brother, Uther, you're in hell with me, watching what you and Merlin created together, your whole life's hard work turned to nothing, and the whole British island reduced to hell on earth! Hahahahaha"

The wanton laughter resounded through the world, and the tears in the corners of the eyes made the whole land

shattered.

With endless resentment, King Bie was defeated, and the legend was ended by King Arthur who led twelve Knights of the Round Table.

"Poor King Volti."

In the previous... parallel world of Meili, because of the existence of Yuanliuyuan, Votigeng chose to give up and gave his heart to Yuanliuyuan. Britain's expectations disappeared at the end of the world.

"I really miss it, King Bie."

Taking a deep breath, the turbulent air full of magic power entered the chest cavity along the throat, and seemed to squeeze out all the unpleasantness in my heart.

Looking at the castle shrouded by the barrier with black eyes, Yuan Liuyuan shouted, "King Bei, and Morgan, here are the guests! Prepare tea and food to welcome me!"

"I go!"

Frightened by Yuan Liuyuan's nerves, Mordred, who was still thinking about how to get in, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Hey, you are too much"

"too much"

With a smile, Genryuyuan pinched Mordred's cheek indifferently.

"Don't be so serious, Mordred, take it easy.

It's not my nature to wince, and you know, you're the king's heir!"

With open arms, Yuan Liuyuan prepares to enter the castle belonging to the demon concubine.

On the other side, in Morgan's castle.

"This man is too rude."

The influence in the magic mirror is Genryuin and Mordred, Morgan said with a smile on his face.

"It's rude to be rude, but that's what makes it interesting.

Morgan, I forgive you for inviting me here without authorization, this man called Yuanryuin is indeed worth seeing."

Beside Morgan, a sturdy old man was sitting on the seat that belonged to Morgan.

Wearing a close-fitting strong suit, with gray hair, and a domineering face, the humble king, Futigeng, showed a rare smile and solemnity.

He smiled because he felt that Genryuin was very interesting, and no one had dared to talk to him like that for a long time.

As for dignified, the reason is simple.

After seeing the man, his body began to tremble unquestionably.

This trembling comes not from fear, nor from joy, but from a familiarity.

One, the familiarity of the dragon that belongs to the heart of the humble king of another world on Yuanliuyuan! ———————— The dividing line—————— Originally today 5.

5My mother's birthday, I have to ask for leave today, but in order to avoid any connection with the recent incident, I stayed up late last night to write this chapter and sent it out today.

In addition, I wrote a new beginning, and I thought about saving some characters, so I should still use this author's name.

In the end, Ying Ningwu and Yuanliuyuan, I only wrote the first day of the three-day story, and there are two days of dog food that I haven't written.

So don't worry for many reasons.

Chapter [-]. For my wife

Morgan's Castle, in the drawing room.

I vaguely remember the first time I saw Yuanryuin two days ago, the man at that time was wearing a black shirt and was riding a horse with Mordred.

Now, seeing his daughter bring a strange man to question him, Morgan felt a little awkward.

As for the humble king, Votigep, who traveled across the ocean to Scandinavia to find the land of the dead, I don’t know how long it took. When he came back, he was already old and outrageous, and his originally strong body was also lost. Appear tired.

Like Britain he represented, Vortigern grew old, and grew old with the mystery.

But even so, his own tyranny is enough to affect the land.

"This tea is good."

A strange atmosphere filled the hall, Yuan Liuyuan Morgan and Bei Wang three sat on the table together to drink tea. As for Mordred, she also felt that the current situation was not when she was talking, so she stood quietly. Behind Yuanliuyuan.

“Tea is nice.”

Nodding, Prince Bei's eyes were so cloudy that it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

After a long time, feeling a little impatient with this silence, Morgan was the first to speak, "Mordred.

come here."

Waved to his daughter, Morgan's tone was as stiff as ever.

""

He didn't speak, but Mordred's actions showed everything, he took two steps back slightly, the girl's blue eyes showed a trembling, it was a memory, recalling the time when she was strictly trained by Morgan.

"Sorry, mother."

Rejecting Morgan, Mordred put his hand on his sword.

"I don't want to rebel against the king, mother.

And, I think King Arthur is qualified to be a qualified king, and she will lead Camelot to the top."

""

Not responding to Mordred's words, Morgan was stunned, then looked at the girl with an angry look.

"Are you insane, Mordred! Don't forget what your identity is and what you were born for.

Could it be that you really take your so-called Knights of the Round Table game for real, haven't you woken up from reality?"

The cyan eyes widened, in stark contrast to the cloudy sky outside the castle, Morgan roared.