The red-haired queen did not speak for a long time.

Under such sudden silence, the King of Knights thought something was wrong with her, and his green eyes were full of worry.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong? Or is it that I'm too tired today, so I'm not feeling well? If something happens, you must say it."

In Artoria's impression, the Queen is a very delicate girl, like a precious rose that must be taken care of in the palm of her hand, and will be broken if she is not careful.

Momiji put down the palm that blocked her expression, and smiled at the worried King of Knights.

"Nothing, don't worry."

She didn't show any difference, and said in the same tone as before: "It's so late too, I'm tired after a day of tossing around today, let's take a rest."

Arturia still seemed a little worried, and asked a few more questions, and after confirming that Hongye was fine, she was relieved and smiled lightly.

"Well, then I'll leave first, you have a good rest tonight."

"Hey, why are you leaving?" Hongye looked at her suspiciously, wondering why she didn't stay, "It happens that the bed is big, so we can sleep together."

Artoria showed a troubled expression, and rejected Momiji's proposal.

Hongye didn't force her anymore, after saying goodnight to her, she couldn't wait to take off her heavy dress with the help of the maid.

Hongye's mood is very complicated now, her mind is in a mess, she is lying on the bed and rolling non-stop, and she has a faint tendency to suffer from insomnia all night.However, after rolling for a while, drowsiness surged up, her eyelids were heavy, Hongye closed her eyes, and soon sank into dreamland.

The King of Knights who was waiting outside the door waited until Hongye fell asleep before carefully closing the door tightly. He ordered a few words to the maid outside the door, and quietly returned to his bedroom.

The days that followed resumed the same, like a stream over a small precipice and flowing smoothly on again.

Due to King Arthur's tolerance and indulgence, after Hongye became queen, she was not subject to too many restrictions. She could still walk out of the castle casually, relax outside, or hold or attend the banquet she liked.

At first, Hongye would go to the banquet purposely to verify whether the influence of her charm value would change with her choice, but then she felt heavy and tired again from this unchanging love.

Facing Hongye, they began to call out the name "Guinevere", as if what they saw was not Hongye, but someone else.

When the two are added together, it brings even more strange effects.

At least Hongye doesn't like it at all.

She can make others give up and let them stop pestering herself, but does she really "overcome" it by doing so?

If it goes on like this, is it a victory or an escape?

Hongye couldn't help questioning her own actions. Actually, there are not many people who have a deep love for Hongye, and most of them just have a certain degree of affection for her.

However, just such a good impression made Hongye feel like a frightened bird, and she didn't want to touch it at all, let alone other things.

Hongye felt that she seemed to have entered another misunderstanding.

Gradually Hongye stopped attending the banquet, but stayed in the castle, spending a long time thinking about what her brother said, trying to find a correct path.

She felt she had to figure this out in order to really reach the heights she wanted to achieve.

Artoria is busy with political affairs all day long. She is a very diligent and self-disciplined king. She lives a clean and simple life and spends most of her day on government affairs.

This also caused her to have a very short rest time, and almost no enjoyment. Since the day of her wedding, Hongye seldom met her outside the study or the meeting hall.

Occasionally seeing each other, Artoria was also in a hurry, often followed by several members of the Knights of the Round Table, who only stopped and said a few words when they met, and then left again.

Hongye stood where she was, looked at her back, and suddenly thought of a word.

——Stay alone in the empty boudoir.

Alas!

Hongye shuddered, and hurriedly stuffed the words that popped up suddenly back into her head, and tucked them into the deepest part of her mind.

"Sorry, I don't have much time for you, it makes you feel bored."

Arturia said guiltily.

Hongye looked inexplicable, and pointed to herself, a little unresponsive.

"Ah? Are you talking about me?"

She originally thought that the king who had made great efforts to govern suddenly came to her because he wanted to rest in the gentle village.It is rare for Hongye to remember that she still bears the name of queen and enjoys the rights of so many privileged classes, so she naturally has to do her job well.

Besides, Arturia is quite nice to her, and Hongye also likes her very much.

Hongye contemplated a chat topic in her heart, but when they met, Artoria spoke first, but what she said was an apology.

Hongye never thought that she would actually apologize to herself.

"What are you talking about?" Hongye asked inexplicably, "I think it's pretty good."

There was a helpless smile in Artoria's eyes: "I know I didn't do well, and I didn't fulfill my due responsibilities to you... Forget it, anyway, thank you, Guinevere."

"It's okay, you are busy."

Hongye finally found what she should do, and said very empathetically.

If you can show up from time to time, just show Hongye a look at this face.

Occasionally, Hongye would run to the study when she had nothing to do, pick up a book, and flip through it absent-mindedly, taking a look at Artoria's handling of government affairs.

Artoria does not shy away from Hongye, this is the first time Hongye sees Artoria like this, she completely abandons her personal desires, devotes herself to public service, and turns herself into an ideal existence.

——The ideal king.

The people of Camelot called her that, and Hongye finally understood the meaning behind this title.

Arturia straightened her back, carrying everyone's hopes with her petite body. She was carrying such a heavy burden and was moving forward in this era.

She doesn't need other people's comfort, and doesn't feel that she has lost anything, so Hongye never thought of comforting her.

Hongye just suddenly felt that under such circumstances, Artoria, who always thought of indebted Hongye, apologized to her guiltily, and always wanted to make up for her, was a bit too perfect.

Instead, people don't know what to say.

With such thoughts in mind, Hongye thought for a while, ran to the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves to cook under the terrified eyes of the castle chefs, and baked a cookie with the only ingredients.

During the period, it was accompanied by various "Your Queen, you must pay attention to your image!" "You can't do this, Queen!" "My God, your noble hands are actually covered with flour. Now I will definitely be punished by God." yelling.

Under Artoria's deliberate connivance, and Hongye herself being self-willed, she simply ignored these desperate resistance, and no one really dared to step forward to stop her.

They were just persuading Hongye earnestly, hoping that she would turn her back on her ways and stop doing such lowly things.

Contrary to their hopes, even with the annoying accompaniment sound, Hongye still found the necessary ingredients freely, and started an unbelievable behavior in their opinion.

Although she hasn't cooked for a long time, Hongye quickly finished this simple dessert. In the heart of all the chefs, she easily walked out with the plate, and put all the entreaties and advices behind her ears. .

Self-confidence is just like Zhou Fang Hongye's usual style.

Hongye went straight to the study, and Artoria must be there at this time. Except for the regular training time every day, she spent the rest of the time in the study, burying herself in a pile of trivia that gave Hongye a headache just looking at it.

Through a door panel, there were vague conversations, one of which was Arturia, and the other voice was also somewhat familiar.Hongye didn't think too much, stood outside the door, knocked three times, and soon Artoria's calm and majestic voice sounded.

"come in."

Hongye pushed open the door and walked in.

However, as soon as she took the first step and stepped on the soft carpet, Hongye stared at the scene inside the house and froze in place.

"Guinevere?"

Artoria was sitting behind a desk covered with parchment not far away. She looked at Hongye in surprise and asked aloud.In front of Artoria, stood a young man who looked familiar to Hongye. Hearing his voice, he turned around and met Hongye's sight.

He has long silver hair curled up in all directions, tied loosely behind his head with a headband, wearing feather-like ornaments under his ears, wearing a strange white cloak decorated with purple lace, and silver-gray eyes Revealing some frivolous smile.

"This is the queen I haven't seen before, right? She really is a beautiful and...interesting girl." He looked at Hongye with a smile, commented, and said to Artoria, " You have good eyesight."

Arturia sighed, and said seriously: "She is my respected queen."

"Although I like beautiful things, I wouldn't do such a thing." The silver-haired young man shook his palm casually, "Don't worry about me, I'm your teacher anyway."

"After all, you are also a great magician who will seduce women during the march."

"That should be considered...unbearable? Well, let's take it like this, hahahaha."

He laughed to himself, and Arturia seemed to feel a headache for him, so he didn't answer any more, but looked at Hongye standing at the door.

"Is there anything you want to come to me, or do you want to read a book again?" The Knight King asked gently.

Hongye came back to her senses, and a turbulent sea was set off in her heart.

She couldn't help but took a step forward, staring fixedly at the silver-haired young man who couldn't stop laughing.She wanted to ask him a lot, including why she met him in the first place, why she came to this world, and why she became like this.

Finally, Hongye tried her best to calm herself down and looked away.

"I made something to eat, and I'm here to give it to you." Hong Ye gestured to the plate in her hand, and the fresh dessert exuded a sweet smell.

She pursed her lips and asked again, "Who is he?"

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