Chapter 416：

According to his self-discipline and the biological clock that he has cultivated long ago, it is simply impossible!

When he crawled out of the dead, he didn't destroy his biological clock...

Wait a minute!

——"Come on——, Wang, this is the chicken soup that I carefully boiled. You can try it."

The memory suddenly shifted to Morgan Leffield with a smile on his face.

In addition to the two days of lethargy that Guiniweier said, and the backache when waking up, the most important thing is the still dizzy head...

Suddenly a terrible idea came to mind.

No... no no no no no no, right?

The hands and feet were cold.

Shi Lang looked at Guini Weier, who was humming the tune and looking at the file, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Gui... Guini Weier... You... have you heard any strange noises in the palace these past few days? ?? My room to be precise..."

"No..." Guiniweier showed a dazed look and said: "Whoever has nothing to do will go to your room. You have dismissed the guards of the palace yourself."

"Everyone wants you to have a good rest. The most important thing is that you pushed me all your affairs..."

Guinevere looked resentful.

"Wait a minute... what's wrong with your face? It doesn't look good? Did something happen?" Guiniweier asked.

"It's nothing...just didn't sleep well..."

Shirou shed a cold sweat and asked, "Where is Morgan...Where is Morgan?"

"Princess Morgan is already packing, and according to your order, I have already planned to go to Cornwall." After a pause, Guinevere added intimately: "As for Altria, I have already left and go to Taylor Bill."

"Al does not matter, where is Morgan now?" Shirou asked.

"In her magic workshop." Guinevere said.

"You work hard."

With a warning, Shi Lang hurried out with a solemn expression.

"What happened? A serious look..."

Guinevere showed a dazed look, and then continued to lower her head, humming the fairy tune, and correcting the documents.

Humming songs, even the heavy work has become a lot more enjoyable...

Wait!

Why am I so happy at work?

Guinevere's face froze.

Shirou rushed to Morgan's magic workshop with a solemn expression.

Along the way, someone greeted him, but he didn't think about it, his expression was hurried.

Shirou was a little scared.

I was a little afraid that I would fall into Morgan's hands.

Although he covers himself with [evil] every time he faces Morgan, and even prevents Morgan from getting close to him, as a master of alchemy, Morgan’s methods are really mysterious, and it is hard to guarantee what skipping the [evil] judgment. What kind of thing, the **** has charmed himself without knowing it.

[Evil] can automatically defend to prevent Morgan from getting close to his body, but if he gets close to Morgan's body, [Evil] will not defend.

Shirou was now afraid that he would be tricked by Morgan, and then put Morgan on.

He panicked, even more afraid.

In case one day suddenly a child pops out and calls himself "Aba", Shilang feels that he will collapse.

He has never been a father, nor does he intend to start a family in this era.

Otherwise, at that time, where does he have the courage to pull away?

Don't... Don't mess up...

Shi Lang wailed in his heart.

Shiro came to Morgan's Magic Workshop.

Morgan was sending someone to carry his own things, and Bedwell stayed by, taking inventory.

"Wang!" Morgan saw Shi Lang and smiled.

Shirou glanced at Morgan's stomach subconsciously, not knowing how to ask questions.

"You--," Shi Lang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you moving things these two days?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? Are you beginning to reluctant to bear me?" Morgan's mouth was slightly pursed, and he walked closer to Shilang.

Shi Lang subconsciously covered [evil] first.

Morgan: "..."

Gnash your teeth.

Shiro carefully observed Morgan's expression and found that there was nothing special.

Is it a false alarm?

Coughed twice, trying to relieve Morgan, but Morgan snorted and left.

Shi Lang had nothing to say, and could only pull Bedwell over quietly.

"What's the matter, my king?" Bedwell asked with a strange look.

Shi Lang glanced at Morgan's stomach quietly, and then said, "Qing Bedwell, I want to trouble you with one thing."

"What's the matter?" Bedwell blinked his eyes.

"It's... um..." Shi Lang groaned for a moment before he said, "After you go to Cornwall, help me keep an eye on Morgan. If her belly suddenly grows up, or one day, a child suddenly appears next to her. , You have to tell me quickly! Don't hide it from me!"

"Child? Difficult...Could it be..." Bedwell's breathing was stagnant and his whole body was shaking. He felt like he was involved in something terrible.

Shi Lang narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't think about it! This king hasn't done anything! Moreover, some things are not allowed to be asked or said, do you understand? Otherwise, this king will not forgive you!"

Bedwell closed his mouth tightly, nodded hurriedly, and looked at Shirou eagerly, a bit like a golden retriever.