I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

"Shut up, Age Guiwen!" Shilang frowned and said, "This king told you that there are some things you can do, and some things you can't do!"

"However, she has already caused a serious threat to you." Ager Guiwen said.

"You dare to poison Morgan now, will you dare to poison this king next time?" Shi Lang questioned.

"No... I dare not!" Age Guiwen panicked, and quickly knelt down on one knee, and said: "Your existence is hope for Britain. I would never dare to do this."

"But if you do this, this king is very insecure! The dark side, you didn't do this!" Shi Lang gave Age Guiwen a fierce look, and then called Bedwell.

He said to Ager's rule: "From today, you will be the deputy of Bedwell, and learn how to do things from Bedwell!"

Shiro asked Bedwell to take away Ager's rules.

Morgan, who was standing by the window, saw everything in his eyes.

Even if she was as tough as her, she felt very sad at the moment.

She really didn't. One of her most trusted children actually betrayed her and wanted to poison her!

And that bad **** liar protected her.

Shi Lang sighed and said, "You have a good rest."

"Either Arthur or Gnivale... come in." Morgan's tone was a little soft under his heartache.

Shi Lang hesitated for a moment and walked in.

…

"Are things going to be as you have inferred, Ager rule Wenqing?" Bedwell asked, "Will Princess Morgan have a easing relationship with the king?"

Age Guiwen said: "Morgan is a strong man and a good face. For some things, even if his heart is already softened, she can't wipe her face if she doesn't let her down the stairs. But this time, Wang refused to give her this. Steps, no matter how long the trouble is, it will be like that."

"That's why you did this... just like this, you were blamed by the king. You..."

"King Bedwell, stop! Stop talking!" Ager Guiwen looked at Bedwell with a grim expression, and said, "Comfort is the antidote to some people who are in the dark, it's sunshine, but For someone like me, it's an insult!"

Bedwell had to shut his mouth, and stopped what he was going to say later.

Age Guiwen turned and left.

"Age Gui Wenqing," Bedwell called to him with a pure smile, "Although your face is cold and the methods are cold, I don't hate people like you."

Age Guiwen turned and left.

He didn't say anything.

He didn't hate people like Bedwell, especially that smile, like the king, was pure sunshine.

…

Shiro entered Morgan's boudoir.

He sat aside, looked at Morgan, and was silent.

He guessed the thoughts of Age Zhiwen, but he felt helpless.

Because for Morgan, he really didn't think about routines, but in the end someone helped him routine.

Morgan stared at Shi Lang for a long time, pursing his lips, and then asked: "You are the acting king, will you return the throne to the Pendragon family?"

"Yes." Shilang nodded and said, "The throne is unattractive to me. In fact, if this throne is not related to my way home, I would never be fooled by Merlin, let alone be. This king."

"This matter really has something to do with that white-haired waste!" Morgan gritted his teeth for a moment, and then asked: "You said it has something to do with your way home. This is...what does it mean?"

Shi Lang said: "I'm from'Avalon.' Merlin said, I will temporarily take the throne, defeat Vudigung, and unify Britain, then tell me the way home."

"You said you came from that fairy town in the legend?" Morgan looked surprised.

"Not bad." Shilang nodded, "So you don't have to worry about me taking the throne."

Morgan was silent for a moment and asked, "If you are going to leave, who do you pass the throne to? Is Altria, right? Haha...After all, my sister is the real ‘Arthur’, right?"

Speaking of Altria, there was a bit of jealousy in her tone.

The younger brother disappeared.

Only my sister is the only one.

But the result was the same as she initially guessed. King Yuser preferred this sister and gave up her orthodox heir who inherited the [Island Power] to pass on the throne to this man-made sister.

And now this king, who has been clearly recognized by her, will pass the throne to that man-made sister even if he wants to leave?

"I don't necessarily pass it to Al." Shi Lang shook his head and said: "Although it is a bit of suspicion to say so, but I have spent a lot of effort to pull Cornwall to this point. I will take the throne. Return the Pendragon family, but my heir must meet my requirements! Therefore, there is no need for you to be jealous, because you, like Al, have inheritance rights."

"You mean, is it possible to pass the throne to me?" Morgan asked.

"Not bad." Shi Lang nodded, "Among you two, I will choose one. I will pass on whoever is suitable."

"But—but I'm a female body, according to tradition..." Morgan hesitated.

"Aren't you always opposed to tradition? Why are you shrinking now, sister Morgan?" Shi Lang asked.

"I'm not your sister!" Morgan gave Shirou a fierce look.

Suddenly, she froze for a moment, then reacted, and said in embarrassment: "I understand! You are just lying to me and calming my heart! Let me not expose your secrets!"

"Why do you say that?" Shirou asked.

Morgan said: "Because you say nothing!"

"Then what do you want?" Shi Lang asked helplessly.

"Give me your blood!" Morgan said.

"Huh?" Shi Lang froze.

"Do you want me to be more blunt?" Morgan said angrily: "I said, give me your blood! Use your blood and mine to create a child. In this way, no matter what you are. You must pass the throne to this child if you don’t leave! Because that will be your child."

Shiro: "..."

"Wh...what's the matter? What's the look in your eyes?" Morgan asked embarrassedly.

"I'm not calling your sister anymore, I just want to say one word to you now."

"What word?" Morgan asked.

"Go!"