【Gaolan】Political Marriage

"Thank you very much for your help, dear lady."

Lancelot bent down and handed a bouquet of fresh flowers just picked from the roadside to the girl who showed them the way.The dewdrops on the flowers reflected the colorful sunshine and Lancelot's handsome smile, which made the village girl in coarse clothes turn red all of a sudden, humming like a mosquito, and lowered her head deeply, not daring to lift it up.Seeing this, Lancelot smiled slightly, and inserted the bouquet beside the withered hair of the country girl.

"Then, I look forward to seeing you again, miss."

"You didn't have to say the last sentence just now."

Gawain and Lancelot got back on their horses and walked towards the nearest haunt of the Kyle faction that the girl had witnessed.After riding for a while, Gao Wen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

"Huh?" Lancelot turned his head to look at him. Amethyst's pupils were full of doubts. The elegant noble knight who swung freely and gracefully in front of the girl suddenly turned back to that somewhat childish and innocent boy. "The other party helped us. Wouldn't it be impolite to leave the lady without saying goodbye?"

"No, I mean... there's no need to say goodbye in a tone that makes her mistakenly think that we will meet again. This will create unnecessary expectations for the other party."

Lancelot nodded half-understanding. "I understand. We met by chance on the roadside, talked, parted, and then maybe we will never see each other again. Fate in the world is also erratic like an elf riding light and wind, and is at peace with the situation. After a short period of joy, it is always full of lamentation ..."

I don't remember you becoming acquainted with Tristan in just a few days in Camelot? !

Gawain sighed secretly, Lancelot was always a bit coquettish in front of him, but when facing the girls outside... he also learned too quickly!

That's right.They set off from Camelot and visited the village along the river, looking for clues about the water monster.At first Lancelot was not very good at dealing with people, so when Gawain approached him to ask for directions, he reined in his horse and stood aside, his eyes wide open, watching their conversation curiously and somewhat shyly.

But for Lancelot, Gawain now understands his character more and more.Naive and competitive, it seems that he can't understand why there are things in this world that others can do but he can't.Within a few days, Lancelot proposed to Gao Wen to be in charge of collecting intelligence, and began to practice chatting with the villagers.And the target of his study - this is also Gawain's fault, the objects he collects information, as a matter of course, are almost all young women with full breasts.

The girls were also happy to speak to the two handsome young knights.In the beginning, Lancelot looked clumsy, which caused good-natured laughter from the girls, but soon, he was able to display his charming talent easily and skillfully without his being aware of it. With a few words or a gentle movement, he hooked The poor good-hearted girls lost their minds and blushed so hard that they couldn't lift their heads.

Gao Wen was in a complicated mood.

Should it be pure admiration, or subconsciously feel that Lancelot is his own, so he also has a faint pride in his amazing charm?Gawain was a knight with a magnanimous heart and no grievances. His heart was as pure as glass illuminated by the sun, always full of joy and pride, and he never tasted jealousy and those dark negative emotions.But, Lancelot...

After all, she is still her legal wife!Is it really good to exude charm casually like this!

Gao Wen himself thought it was ridiculous, but he still couldn't help being a little jealous.Seeing that Lancelot had no distractions and was excited and only thinking about adventure, he was a little more worried.

Along the way, in order to keep the secret of Lancelot's elf blessing, the two never stayed in villages or castles.It was dusk when they came to the river that day, and they camped in an open place outside the woods at night.

Gawain unloaded the luggage from the pack horse, set up the tent, and let Lancelot go in to change into women's clothes, relax his breasts that flew up like a pigeon with the night, and he was on duty for her outside.After a while, the purple-haired girl poked her head out from behind the curtain of the tent, the slender neck and the plump curves of the chest were faintly visible in the rising moonlight.

"Gao Wen, good night."

The girl's voice is innocent, clear and pure, full of joy.She seems to have adapted to this day and night switch.Gao Wen nodded to her, and then returned to his post on duty.

The sound of insects in the woods became lively, and the sound of the river became clearer and quieter in the night.Gawain leaned against the shade of the tree, listening to the girl's long and steady breathing, and looked up at the half moon rising from the treetops.

As a woman, it is indeed a lot of inconvenience to go out and take risks.According to Lancelot's character, he should still be willing to be a man and a knight.If it is a man, are the two of them falling asleep under the same quilt at this moment?No, women are fine too, they are husband and wife who have exchanged vows before the gods, besides, hugging a soft girl is better than hugging a man...

This relationship obviously sounds so ridiculous, but at this moment, Gao Wen couldn't help not caring about it, and kept it in his heart all the time.Man or woman is not important, Lancelot is his heroic, impulsive and childish bride, the bride of Camelot.The connection between them originated from Lancelot's momentary foolishness, but in the end it was attached to the covenant between Camelot and the Kingdom of the Lake.Why go after what true love does.Gao Wen smiled wryly in his heart.Didn't you already have it?

When Lancelot knew nothing, when even Gawain himself was unaware.It doesn't matter male or female, knight or bride, and it's easy to undo the elf's blessing.But after that?The relationship between Camelot and the Country of the Lake, the relationship between himself and Lancelot...

Since when did the brave Sun Knight become so worried and worried about gains and losses?Gao Wen thought for a long time, and found that he had no way to solve the situation in front of him, so he simply shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Perhaps it was because Lancelot was too aggressive, so he had to be cautious. Lancelot really didn't understand what his many actions meant. Gawain felt that he had the responsibility to protect him.But his naive, dazzling courage and determination, as well as his natural kindness, always dangled before Gao Wen's eyes like the light of a diamond. Faced with such a beautiful thing, anyone can't help but want to pick it up. hand it.

Oh, but it's already in my hands.As long as, as long as...

Gao Wen stretched out his hand and held the moon in the sky.This night, like the previous ten nights, he guarded his bride and fell asleep.

***

"Gao Wen, Gao Wen!"

He was woken up by Lancelot pushing him in the middle of the night. The bonfire had already been extinguished. The girl knelt beside Gawain, breathing heavily, her bright purple pupils gleaming in the dark night. "Get up, I feel the breath of Kelpie!"

Gawain lifted his cloak and got up, the surroundings were silent, it was the time when the darkness was thickest before dawn, and the little beasts and insects that walked at night seemed to have disappeared and fell into sleep.At the edge of the woods not far away, his white mare, Greenglet and Lancelot, were still tied to the tree, and they were gliding around in the dark, while the other horse was carrying their luggage. The pack horses disappeared.

"The saddle rope was untied, human beings, or something else with dexterous fingers." Gawain picked up the noose that was thrown on the ground and said, "There is no trace of water on the grass, but it may have dried up The horseshoe prints are going to the river, and there is no trace of being dragged..." He looked at Lancelot, "Are there any traces of magic power left by the Kelpa here?"

"Yeah." The girl lowered her head in embarrassment, "But I fell asleep just now, I don't know when it stole the horse..."

The silk nightgown she was wearing was still a court style, light and loose, with a large neckline fading out of her round fragrant shoulders. When she lowered her head, her purple hair and moonlight covered her snow-white skin.The comparison between the heroic knightly figure during the day and the tender and tender appearance at night often makes Gao Wen feel in a daze.How can you fight like this?He walked forward unconsciously, took off the cloak and wrapped it around the girl's slender body.

"It's cold outside." He said, "Go back to the tent first, I'll follow the horseshoe prints to check the situation."

The girl raised her head abruptly, bit her lower lip with her white teeth, her eyes sparkled, and she looked up at Gawain angrily.

Wrong word again.When Gawain realized this, Lancelot had already thrown off his cloak, turned around and rushed out with his skirt in his hands.

"Lancelot! Wait!" Gawain chased after two steps, then turned back and took his sword.Night battles are very detrimental to his personality, but as a knight, he can't be troubled by such a small problem... Besides, his lady has already rushed out with her bare hands.

He caught up with Lancelot, but the other party didn't speak. The two followed the horse's hoof print for a while, and saw the horse gnawing on the grass with its head down by the river.

"That's not our draft horse." Lancelot said coldly after only one glance. "Kelpie is a half-man, half-horse monster in the water. It is extremely powerful in the water. It can change into a man, a horse, or a knight on horseback to confuse people. As long as people ride on its back or are caught by it, they will They would be dragged into the water to drown and eat their guts."

"How do we deal with it?" Gao Wen asked in a low voice, "Take a lasso and approach it, and lure it away from the water before beheading it? If it escapes into the river, we will try to catch it next time." It will be difficult."

"No," said Lancelot.She grabbed her long skirt and swiped it twice, tore off the hem that affected her movement, then jumped up and rushed towards the horse.

"orchid……!"

Gawain was dumbfounded, and thought to himself, didn't he just teach her tactics not to just rely on dashing?Kelpie, who was dressed as an ordinary horse, seemed to be frightened by the brave girl who rushed over. It raised its head and snorted, and was still thinking blankly whether to continue eating its prey according to the original plan—this girl is very beautiful Ah, isn't it a pity to eat it?Was she fooled, was she hooked?

——Then Lancelot had already jumped on its back, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and strangled the horse's neck with both arms.

Kelpie jumped up and carried Lancelot all the way into the water.Even though he knew that Lancelot was from the Land of the Lake, Gawain was so frightened that he immediately ran to the river.The water waves were boiling under the moonlight, and the waves were white, with no blood stains on them.After a while, the water horse rushed out with Lancelot again. It flipped over the waves, showing the shape of a monster covered in water plants and rust-colored scales.

The girl riding on it was drenched all over, and the silk gauze skirt clinged to her skin as if she hadn't worn an inch of it.There was Gawain's familiar smile on the corner of her mouth, which was the excitement, ferocity and cruelty that a warrior would only have when his blood boiled to subdue a powerful enemy.The water demon found that he couldn't drown the person on it, and began to jump, dash, and circle furiously under the moonlight, but the girl's slender and powerful arms and legs were like iron bridles tightly encircling it.

Unable to throw Lancelot off his horse, the Kelpie took human form again, rolling around on the grass, fighting Lancelot.The current scene is rather indecent, it looks like a naked girl riding on another man covered only by water plants, her limbs are as strong as a leopard, tightly locked on the struggling man below her.

Gawain took a deep breath, raised his sword, and calmly walked forward, aiming at the gap where the two of them twisted and twisted on the ground, and hit Ping Ping hard with his sword, hitting the back of the head of Kelpai.

The water demon's limbs twitched twice, but did not move.Lancelot got up from it, and sat down on the side gasping for breath.

"It's time to cut off the head." Gawain said ruthlessly, stepped on Kelpie's shoulder with one foot, and grabbed its hair.

"Huh?" Lancelot's eyes widened. "Do you want to kill it? It ate our pack horse, and I want it to turn into a horse to carry our luggage back home. Besides, it has never eaten people, so it is not considered an evil beast."

Gawain's gaze swept across Lancelot's wet body from top to bottom, the exquisite curves wrapped in silk, the chest that was still heaving and panting violently, the mountain peaks and deep valleys, and the small nipples protruding from excitement ... He turned his head and stabbed with his sword, and the grass was immediately soaked with the blood of the unlucky water demon.

"Hurry up and take a shower." He said, "Remember to dry your hair, don't catch a cold. Then go and change your clothes, the sun is coming out soon."

"Okay." Lancelot nodded obediently.This water demon probably died in a daze. He didn't know why he was beaten up by a beautiful girl for no reason, and then he was killed.Although Lancelot grew up with elves and monsters in the company of elves and monsters since he was a child, and grew up in a secret place outside the human world, elves have no life or death. Even if they lament the impermanence of life, they don't have much empathy for the demise of the same or different species .She was just a little pity that there was no pack horse to carry the luggage - but that should be something that Gao Wen was worried about!

Thinking of this, Lancelot became happy again.She looked at Gawain, the man was only wearing light chain mail on his upper body, and the blood of the water demon was splashed on the skirt and trousers.Lancelot frowned.

"Gao Wen, don't you go wash it too?"

Gawain looked down at himself, he was indeed not neat, he sighed. "you go first."

"Why don't we wash together? Ah, by the way, do you want to come to the swimming competition, Gao Wenqing?"

Lancelot was unrelenting.A golden light had already appeared under the thin clouds in the distance, and the sun was about to rise. Gao Wen felt that a certain part of his body began to become scorching hot, ready to move, and it was difficult to stop. "Yes." He agreed, and shuffled feebly towards the river, really not wanting to provoke Lancelot again.

***

"The first adventure... is it all done?"

Lancelot was lying on the edge of the stone, his muscular and elegant back muscles were exposed under his wet short hair.He was used to acting like a baby unconsciously in front of Gawain, and he was not shy at all. Gawain saw the whole process of Lancelot's gender transformation for the first time this morning.She turned her back to Gawain and took off her wet nightgown. The elf's blessing was like a layer of mist, rising suddenly, and enveloping the girl's slender body indistinctly, as if he had grown a foot in the blink of an eye. The lines also stand out from the smooth back.When the fog cleared, his waist was still thin and his buttocks were still straight, but his whole figure had changed from soft and beautiful like water waves to tight and smooth lines, like a young deer full of vigor.He turned around - Gawain hurriedly buried himself in the water.

Think about it carefully, what does it matter to Lancelot whether it is male or female?The same ferocity, the same coquettishness, and the same courage.There didn't seem to be much difference in the lethality to Gawain. He soaked himself in cold water as calmly as possible, and listened to Lancelot's thoughts with a blank mind.

"I don't want to go back to Camelot yet," Lancelot sighed, his bright purple eyes fixed on him expectantly. "Gao Wen, let's go on an adventure. Didn't your mother tell us to expel the flying dragons that ravaged the plain? Although we don't have a pack horse, we can use the spell she gave us to summon some stone golems to carry our luggage. We You can pass through the forest, so that the villagers will not be disturbed." He became more and more interested in talking, and he pulled Gawain, dipped his fingers in water and began to draw on the stone. "Look, we'll go through this road and climb a mountain. It won't be too long. We'll definitely be back in Camelot within a month. Maybe Merlin hasn't found Vivienne by then... ..." Speaking of adoptive mother, Lancelot's voice was a little uneasy, but he still looked at Gawain eagerly.

"Continue to take risks? That's fine..." Gawain was thinking about it. If the overall situation is to be the most important thing, it would be better to send Lancelot back to Camelot. Will she be even angrier when she finds out that her son has been kidnapped?Gao Wen should have thought this way before, but now he just wants to throw all these difficult things to Merlin and Wang.It would be nice if the traveling adventure with Lancelot never ended. "Ms. Vivienne may arrive one day. If you can make contributions to Camelot and promote a harmonious relationship between the two countries before then, she will not let you become a knight of Camelot. Let’s talk about it. With the holy sword held by the two of us, it should not be difficult to deal with a flying dragon. You don’t need to go to the plains. That guy’s lair is on the top of the mountain, and he often goes down to harass the villagers. You can harvest a little more food..."

Lancelot laughed happily: "I knew you wouldn't hate marrying me."

Gawain was taken aback, and looked at Lancelot. The young man was also looking at him, his eyes met. He blushed slightly, but he did not look away.Those purple eyes are frank and sincere, and he always knew what he was doing, arrogant or self-willed, only following his own thoughts and acting.

This is Lancelot.His rival in political marriage, his bride who fell from the sky.Gawain suddenly hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to press Lancelot into his ribs, tightening his chest tightly.

"Gao! Gawain?!" Lancelot was a little embarrassed by the sudden attack, his cheeks that were originally slightly red were now flushed. "I can't breathe!"

The painful pressure on his chest prevented him from noticing the squeeze coming from other places. Gawain hugged Lancelot tightly, buried his head on his shoulder, his eyes were red, and he held it for a while before letting go.He took two steps back, gasping for breath, like a boy whose whole body was controlled by the surging hormones but didn't know how to be a good boy. "Lancelot." He gasped heavily, promising. "Lancelot, I will marry you. Not this farce, not some political marriage. When Merlin finds Vivienne, and when they come to Camelot, I will kneel before your mother and beg her Leave you to me. Even if she doesn't agree, even if there is no blessing, no vows before the people and the gods. I must be with you until death do us part."

"Poverty or wealth, health or disease. Whether, whether you are a man or a woman. This is—this is what the elves want for you, true love."

Ahh, so the elves will ask for a true love for Lancelot.Because their world is too simple, direct and transparent to understand what is a political marriage.Covenants are negotiable, and so are marriages.If it fails, it will be released, if it is not suitable, it will be replaced, if it is difficult, it will be patient, and as long as there are interests, you can always compromise.But true love doesn't work.

The flame of love that burns a heart for its food.It hurts, it drops black ash, it breeds gloomy emotions, and it smolders into unbearable heat buried in ashes.But it never goes away.It curled up in his chest, and it would be inscribed on his tombstone.

Lancelot opened his mouth, but no words came out.He looked at Gao Wen's green eyes with red corners, so sincere that he was about to cry, the adult man's emotions fluctuated, even more like a child than a 16-year-old boy.He hugged Gawain slowly and tenderly, closed his eyes, and put his cheeks close, as if clumsily trying to ask for a kiss.

Will this be Lancelot's first kiss?

Gao Wen had mixed feelings, and the mood that had been calmed down just now became agitated again.Just kiss like this, and then go all the way to the end.To have him, this expectant and disturbed man, left his mark on the deepest part of him.Every blood vessel in his body was crazily clamoring against his reason, and the lust that had been endured for a long time was churning like magma after confessing, and it was about to be satisfied immediately.

... No, now is not the time, Gawain took a deep breath, clenched his fists and then released them.He still hopes that the relationship between the two can be blessed by Vivienne, after all... After all, Lancelot is already in his arms.

He raised his head and pressed a light kiss on Lancelot's lips.

"Let's go." He let go of his hand, rubbed Lancelot's hair, and pulled him to the shore. "From here to the dragon's lair, at least it takes four or five days."

"However," Gawain remembered something when he was approaching the shore, stopped and told Lancelot seriously. "Arondette's magic power can restrain the dragon species. After you return to Camelot, don't mention it in front of others."

"why?"

"Because King Arthur is the incarnation of the red dragon."