This is My Heroic Path

Moreover, not everyone has Sister Morgan's potion.

Guinevere stared at An Zhiyu with bright and moist eyes, and after watching him take a sip of water, he suddenly said, "Actually, I put something in it, Arthur."

An Zhiyu almost spit out a mouthful of water, but when he saw the playful smile on Guinevere's face, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It feels like this kid is also being led by Sister Morgan... He never played tricks on people like this before.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect your reaction to be so intense." Guinevere kept a sweet smile on her face, and her kind voice made people completely unaffected. An Zhiyu could only cough twice and said, "Don't worry about it next time." Joke while I'm drinking water."

"Yes~" Guinevere replied obediently, but her eyes flickered slightly while looking at An Zhiyu.

"What's wrong?" An Zhiyu felt uncomfortable being stared at by her, and turned to look out the window.

"Arthur has very long eyelashes," she said.

"It's not a good thing. Sometimes it's uncomfortable when the eyelashes fall into the eyes." An Zhiyu still looked out the window.

"Hmm... that seems to be the case." Guinevere stared at the boy sitting on the bed, pursed her lips, and said with a smile, "This seems to be the first time we have been together? It feels a bit It's fresh."

There were a lot of people around when they first met at the ball before, and after that even when An Zhiyu taught her martial arts, Lily was basically by the side.

"It seems to be the case." An Zhiyu nodded slightly.

The room fell into an awkward silence again.

An Zhiyu yawned to express his sleepiness, and only hoped that Guinevere could leave quickly.

It's not that he hates Guinevere, it's just that he doesn't know how to get along with this girl.

"Arthur, can I ask you a question?"

However, Guinevere obviously has no intention of leaving, maybe she didn't notice An Zhiyu's yawn just now, or she pretended not to notice.

"No." An Zhiyu said.

Guinevere froze for a moment, then puffed up her mouth slightly.

What a wicked king.

"Ask...Ask..." An Zhiyu was uncomfortable being stared at by Guinevere's resentful eyes, as if he had done something wrong to her.

"Did you go out to perform any mission yesterday? Otherwise, why would you be so tired?" Guinevere pressed her hands on her knees when she asked here, leaning forward slightly, with an "I'm curious" look.

An Zhiyu just tilted his head and glanced slightly, his eyes just fell on Guinevere's looming white gully, and he glanced at Guinevere's bright and curious eyes again, pretending not to notice Withdrew his sight.

Is this girl really defenseless?Being so close all of a sudden, didn't she notice that her chest was a little bare?

"Arthur?" Guinevere whispered again.

"Well... I'm a little tired because I've done some tasks." An Zhiyu said, "Actually, I'm a little tired now."

This girl is so smart, she should know what I mean.

An Zhiyu thought to himself.

"I see, I'm sorry, I really think I'm a little too excited," Guinevere nodded lightly, "Then you can go to sleep."

An Zhiyu nodded, "Sorry."

After finishing speaking, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, but when he opened them after a while, he found Guinevere still sitting by the bed and looking at him.

"Well, you can do your own thing first..." An Zhiyu tried to persuade Guinevere to leave with tactful words.

"It's okay, it's more important for me to take care of Arthur here. Lily said that the morning training can wait until the afternoon, and she happens to have something to do."

Guinevere used her little finger to push the drooping hair behind her ears, revealing her swan-like snow-white neck. An Zhiyu couldn't help but be attracted by her action.

I have to say that the girl's action is really attractive, especially if the other party is a well-known beauty, even if she is still a girl, she is quite cute.

"Also, you didn't go to training so early, did you?" Guinevere glanced out the window, the sun had not yet risen, and the sky was still dark.

"It's true." An Zhiyu didn't want to say anything else, so he simply turned his back and pretended not to notice Guinevere, just laying on his side and getting ready to sleep.

For Guinevere, An Zhiyu still trusts her very much. After all, she has lived in the palace for so long, and the daily training has made them acquainted.

"By the way, Arthur." Guinevere quietly stared at An Zhiyu's back, "Don't trust me too much."

"Don't trust you too much...?" An Zhiyu looked back, her bright eyes became darker.

"Actually, after the honor ceremony, my father gave me a task. Guess what it is?"

An Zhiyu didn't say a word, because he couldn't figure out such a thing.

He just looked at Guinevere, waiting for her next words.

"Not a good job."

There was a bit of bitterness in the corner of Guinevere's mouth, and he lowered his head as if disappointed, and the choked-up murmur made An Zhiyu's heart soften inexplicably. He saw Guinevere looking down at his knees, gently pinching his hands White skirt, a head of platinum long hair pouring down.

Suddenly, a feeling that even An Zhiyu couldn't explain clearly came from the bottom of his heart. He raised his hand and patted Guinevere's shoulder lightly, "It's okay. If you don't want to go back, just keep going." Stay here."

Guinevere kept her head buried, and just put her hand on An Zhiyu's.

What a cold hand, and the fingers are very slender... An Zhiyu thought to himself.

Guinevere's slightly trembling shoulders gradually calmed down, and the negative emotions just now also gradually calmed down, as if she felt relieved because she held An Zhiyu's hand.

"Thank you Arthur." She raised her eyelids, the sadness in those bright eyes was no longer there, and the calm eyes gave An Zhiyu an indescribable sense of satisfaction.