All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

the next day. It was not Bo Xi's bright morning light that awakened me, nor Arthur's gentle voice. It was a regular knock on the door.

"..."

I stared at a pair of half-closed dead fish eyes, staring forward blankly. Although the body sat up instinctively in response to the sound, but the mind had not fully awakened from sleep.

And just as my half-closed eyes gradually closed completely, and my body began to lean back involuntarily, a man's voice came from outside the door.

"His Royal Highness. May I come in."

...Yuri?

The familiar male voice made me frowned subconsciously. Although I am not a person who cares about "the difference between men and women", after all, I have taken so many takeouts in pajamas in my previous life. But knocking on the door of the opposite **** in the morning—is there something urgent?

"Your Excellency Yuri, please wait a moment." I combed my long hair with my hands, and gave it a little care. While facing Yuri outside the door, he asked, "Is there anything urgent?"

"Yes. I have something urgent for you."

"..."

So what is this urgent matter falling to the ground. Sure enough, after so many years, Yuri, your EQ still hasn't improved at all.

My heart is once again convinced by the marine emotional intelligence. For a moment I felt that Yuri was like a bouncing aquarium fish in the fountain lake outside, and he just made a couple with his jellyfish brother in terms of EQ.

What evil did I, Saint Enluth, have done?

"...Okay." I simply arranged my clothes. Compared with silk, cotton pajamas are completely invisible, and perfectly cover my not-so-hot body curves. "Please come in."

"excuse me."

The sound of the doorknob turning sounded. The door was opened. At the end of the door, there was a well-dressed young man with dark blue long hair.

Different from Arthur's arrogant red gold knight suit. Including my sister, all the Knights of the Round Table use softer white and blue as the main color, and look more humble and polite. Full of authentic traditional chivalry flavor.

Of course this does not include Ace. His rounding in the Knights of the Round Table is a no-brainer. The character is also a twist that is incompatible with the "knight".

but. Judging from what Gauser said to Ace at the dinner yesterday...Does everyone hold a neutral attitude towards him?

"Found it. It really is here."

The helpless voice of the man recalled my thoughts. I was a little stunned to find that Yuri, who knocked on the door of my room, passed straight over me and landed on my side instead.

…Is there something next to it?

I followed Yuri's gaze and looked at the past suspiciously.

As a result, I saw Arthur sleeping in the chair next to the bed.

"..."

Roar. It turns out that he hasn't left yet.

I stared at a pair of godless dead fish eyes, thinking like this. After so many life's ups and downs, the heart-wounded heart has long been calm. Anyway, in the eyes of the Knights of the Round Table, Arthur and I had rounded up and were married. Even if I knew that Arthur had spent the night in my room, he would only say "Oh".

But he can fall asleep directly on the chair... It seems that Arthur is really tired.

The young lion king was unexpectedly quiet when he fell asleep. There is no sound when it doesn't move. He just leaned on the chair as usual, with his head down. The golden hair hangs down, slightly covering his eyes. And those eyes, like sapphires and the sea, were quietly closed at this time, together with those tenderness and pampering.

Everything is like an ordinary young man asleep.

It is false to say that it is not surprised.

And there are more emotions than surprise.

Looking at Arthur like this, I fell silent. Subconsciously let go of his breath. And Yuri, who was standing at the door, also walked in, standing beside us with a helpless sigh, "I didn't find the king in the study. I wonder if he will be here with you... as expected."

I looked at Yuri in surprise.

"After all." The long-haired young man with dark blue looked serious. Said solemnly, "If Julia slept next to me. I would also look for her at night."

This person is hopeless.

I have a blank face. Yuri's grave grass is not one meter high after all these years. It seems that my old sister really has feelings for him.

"Of course. I won't do strange things."

"Just seeing her sound asleep. I'm relieved."

As if it was something funny. Yuri laughed.

Different from brother. The appearance inherited from the mother is more handsome and gentle. And under the dark blue hair, those dark blue eyes inherited from my father contained emotions that I already knew.

"...Yuri."

I said in a low voice. The knight on the side heard the sound and looked at me.

"I didn't understand before. But now I know." I looked at him with a heavy gaze and a serious expression. If it weren’t for me to lie on the bed and couldn’t reach him, I really wanted to pat his shoulder vigorously on behalf of Dad, "Sure enough. Julia can be entrusted in this world. Only you."

"…Hey?"

Yuri asked in surprise, "So there are other candidates besides me."

I did not reply. Just smiled and said nothing.

Lad. If it weren't for what you said just now, don't even think of me calling your brother-in-law in this life.

"So... what should we do now." I pointed to Arthur, who was still asleep. Because I didn’t want to go deeper on this issue, Yuri’s favorability in my heart became negative. I brought the topic back to him, “Or I will make the bed. You support Arthur. Let him sleep here, right?"

"No."

Yuri held Arthur's shoulders with both hands.

"After all, there is still a lot of work waiting to be completed-wake up! King!"

Then just in front of me. Shook it fiercely.

For an instant. My expression is very complicated.

Although the sympathy deep in my heart made me want to stop Yuri, persuading him to let Arthur sleep a little longer. But reason also warned me that I am still an outsider to Yinglan after all, and it is better to say less about this kind of standing and talking.

As for Yuri.

From the volume of his shouting and the strength of his men. It seemed that he would never give up unless Arthur was completely awakened.

However, it was beyond my expectation. Arthur's perseverance is also terrifyingly firm. Even if Yuri was swayed like this, he still closed his eyes and looked peaceful, with no intention of waking up at all.

...This is not going to be a faint from sleep.

"Yu, Yuri." I stubbornly interrupted, "Ah, Arthur, he won't get sick, right?"

"No." The blue-haired knight of the round table replied very positively, "Wang, he is simply lying in bed stubbornly."

No. I don't think this is a bedtime because he didn't sleep on the bed at all. I don't know why I suddenly feel so pitiful for Arthur.

"There's no way." Yuri pulled Arthur's arm and wrapped it loosely around his neck. He framed him forcefully, "Take him to Gauser's room and wake him up with Gauser."

I looked at Yuri in horror, "How do you want to... wake them up."

Yuri's answer was straightforward and natural.

"Pour it with ice water."

…

how to say. After two days of getting along, my fear of Arthur has become much less.

The fundamental reason is that I personally understand that as the king of a country, his life is also miserable. This subtle empathy dilutes my fear of him, and even develops into sympathy.

People tend to do stupid things after sympathy overflows.

The reason why Arthur didn't finish his work was because he was with me at night. Under the influence of the sense of responsibility, compassion and guilt, my brain twitched immediately. Suggested to help Arthur work together during breakfast.

As soon as this remark came out. Everyone present looked at me.

And I realized at the speed of light that I was wrong.

Let alone the surprised concubine and Gauser. Catherine's brows were already frowned. I also understand why they would do this. Arthur, who is the lord of a country, deals with the important "state affairs" of Yinglan. My suggestion by an outsider to help is obviously an anachronistic "overrun".

But the world can learn from. The knights of the round table obviously look at me highly.

What I mean by "helping" is to classify official documents by category and time. By the way, if necessary, copy the "official bullshit" according to the template. Everyone understands. Handwritten things seem to be more sincere, and the rich and powerful always talk in circles, and there are a lot of honorifics alone.

The same thing I did for my sister in Saint Enluth. But all decisions are made by the sister alone.

After all, I don't understand anything.

Sure enough, a momentary slack can cause various problems. Just when I was about to fool around with a smirk and talk nonsense, Arthur agreed.

"good."

The young king was just like that, and agreed softly.

Yuri, who knows me better, is no surprise. The moderate concubine also just whispered, without speaking. But Gauser showed a thoughtful expression. Merlin hadn't seen anyone from the morning.

As for the most straightforward Catherine.

That cute baby face is already wrinkled into a bun.

"...This is the most recent one. It will be tomorrow night. An invitation letter from the etiquette department."

I sit on the chair next to Arthur's desk. His face was very dark. Although I said that I just need to stand, but Arthur forced me to sit down by adding a chair beside him.

Today, I Gadriche can be regarded as a real experience of sitting on pins and needles.

"What exactly is it."

Arthur held the quill pen and looked at the official document thoughtfully. This is about the development of the magic mine and the settlement plan for nearby villagers. Compared with the invitation letter from the nobles, it is more serious in content—it’s really not that I deliberately took a peek.

but. Yinglan is also an aristocratic society after all.

Just like the ancient feudal emperors. Although he has the supreme power, he still needs to deal with various imperial relatives, courtiers and princes.

Although I don’t think it’s a big deal, let’s just ask, "Arthur... Can I take this apart to see?"

"Of course."

…Ok. Since Yinglan's king has agreed, no.

I untied the silk ribbon that was tied to the official document. The hands were straight, and he glanced over.

Ninety percent of the noble greetings, flattery and nonsense throughout the text. The actual content is actually just such a few words.

"Tomorrow is a ball held by the nobles of the'Canary'. The Etiquette Department reminds you not to forget." Since it is to help, I simply stated my own opinions, "I didn't send it to Gauser but named him by name. For you. It seems that tomorrow's dance is so important that you have to attend it in person."

"It's not an important ball. It's just a show of birds and begging for food."

Arthur put the quill back on the pen holder and looked at me with one hand on his cheek and his head sideways. The dark blue eyes were full of clear smiles, "Although I haven't touched it. But Liche understands unexpectedly."

I resisted voicing and wanted to explain, "The voice-over is too obvious. As for Gauser, I always feel that both his personality and his face are suitable for this kind of dance."

"Indeed. I have always pushed Gauser on this occasion."

"...I always feel a little pitiful."

"No. He enjoys this feeling himself, too."

I seriously doubt whether there is a problem with the character of the Gauther Knight. I also doubt whether he is actually controlling big breasts, humans, and wives.

The full of complaints finally overflowed. In the end, I couldn't help but complain like this in my heart. And looking at Arthur's smiling face, it seemed that I was very pleased with him again.

"Thank you for giving this document to Goser for me later." Arthur rolled up the document on the table and fastened it aside. It seems that the official documents that need to be discussed with other people are piled up by him, "As long as he sees it, he will understand."

"good."

I nodded. Then he took out another copy from the official document sorted out by his feet.

However, after opening it this time, a letter unexpectedly fell out of it.

I looked at Arthur. He replied, "Open it."

"..."

I looked at the letter in my hand. The expression suddenly became very complicated.

Different from all official documents. The handwriting of the letter was illegible and the content was horribly concise. And the inscription made me instinctively migraine.

"It's a letter from Ace." I said with a complicated expression. "He said that the task has been completed. He has already set off for Yinglan. Let you be prepared for payment."

Arthur smiled, "Did you say that he has done something wrong again."

"...It didn't say in the letter."

"That is there."

"..."

I didn't even think of words to describe you master and servant for a moment.

It's so terrifying.

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These chapters can clearly see that Jiamei and Arthur are incompatible with the nobles x

After all, Saint Enluth was small and poor compared with Yinglan. Less fart.

Of course Arthur could completely protect Jiamei behind him. Every day, two people sprinkle sugar in the luxurious palace and spend their days as Jiamei and then become simple little secretaries. No worries about eating and drinking. Having a child to consolidate the relationship between the two countries is fulfilling all responsibilities. It's not going to be leisurely. There is also a king who loves himself deeply.

But Jiamei is not such a person.

Jiamei, who chose to stay with Arthur in Fanwaili, not only gave up her freedom and dreams, she also gave up a lot. For example, picking up all the etiquette classes that she has never taken since she ran with an elderly teacher x

Love is a two-way pay after all. Not an obligation but from the heart.

Therefore, the orthodox Xian Jiamei still ran with the sea of ​​stars.

It is precisely because Jiamei is such a person that Lao Wang likes her. But as a king, he fell in love with people who couldn't choose himself.

It is indeed a **** Tucao-like Western fantasy. I like this kind of tragic love. (Hey)