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Lily is too reckless, isn't she?
Asher lay in bed, hearing this, feeling his heart race with fear. After every incident, he never brought up the issue of age again, but now, the word "older woman preference" popped out of Lily's mouth. Where did she learn that word? And... I'm not an older woman preference! Asher really wanted to get up and prove his innocence, but he held back. No rush yet, it's best to 'wake up' after they've both left. As for Lily... well, she should be fine; Sister Morgan still dotes on her a lot.
Asher's guess was indeed correct. In the end, neither Scathach nor Morgan held a grudge against Artoria. It wasn't because Artoria was young that Scathach and Morgan forgave her, but because they were truly at fault first.
Even if Lily was the one who put the medicine in, Scathach herself had planned to take advantage of that opportunity. As for Morgan, there's no need to mention her; whether or not Asher drank aphrodisiacs, she was the one who would directly make a move. Asher's refusal was useless. This woman would only find ways to satisfy her own desires and never care whether others agreed or not.
"Lily, don't say words like that next time, it's easy to make people angry," Morgan said with a smile.
"Mentioning a woman's age without permission is a very dangerous thing," Scathach also nodded, agreeing with Morgan for a rare moment.
Artoria nodded silently.
So, both Royal Sister and Ash's Master care about age? Even though Ash prefers older women...
"Lily, do you really think Ash prefers older women, which is why you've always been like a little transparent?"
Morgan seemed to have seen through Lily's thoughts.
Artoria looked up, puzzled.
"I've carefully researched it for you these past two days.
Actually, you don't necessarily have to do something impressive; there are also ways to make him unable to take his eyes off you." Under Artoria's curious gaze, Morgan Le Fay revealed a mysterious smile, "You just don't like to dress up, that's why you seem like a little transparent."
"Don't like to dress up?"
"Mhm." Morgan took Artoria's hand. "Let's talk outside.
We shouldn't disturb his rest." Morgan said, then turned and gave Asher a meaningful look.
"But he" Artoria said, then looked at Scathach with great concern. She couldn't trust anyone now. Even Asher's Shishou was coveting this fish, so who could be trusted?
Hmm... Guinevere should be trustworthy, right? I can go consult her later. Guinevere and Artoria had been very close recently. In some aspects, Guinevere showed quite a mature way of doing things. If it were her, she should be able to help her with her emotional troubles. Artoria thought.
"Don't worry about Ash. At least today, no one will have any ulterior motives," Morgan held Artoria's hand and led her out of the room. She knew very well how weak Asher was right now. Even with his White Dragon body, he probably needed a good rest today.
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Have they all left?
The previously somewhat noisy room suddenly became quiet. Asher secretly opened a slit in his eyes, peeking at the outside world. They seemed to have really left. He could finally rest properly. Asher felt the rock that had been weighing on his heart finally lift.
"You can open your eyes. You didn't faint, did you?"
Scathach's voice came from the bedside.
"Did you notice, Shishou?" Asher opened his eyes, and the woman sitting by the bedside was reflected in them.
"Such tricks can only deceive Lily, who is still naive,"
Scathach smiled provocatively. "But I really didn't expect
that you actually did it with your beloved Sister Morgan that night. No wonder you're so tired today."
"Uh..." Under Scathach's playful gaze, Asher turned to look out the window to hide his embarrassment. After a moment, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.
"Actually, I didn't ask Sister Morgan to come over."
"But you still couldn't resist after she came, could you?"
Scathach reached out and placed her hand on Asher's face. "Did hiding from Shishou, who just left the room, and doing 'certain happy things' with your beloved Sister Morgan last night excite you?"
"That's not it at all. I really wanted to rest last night, but there was a bit of an accident midway." Asher felt that if he didn't explain himself further, something might really happen.
"It seems I still underestimated your stamina." Scathach ignored Asher's words. Her fingers caressed Asher's face, moving down his neck to his chest. She stared into Asher's eyes, a curve forming on her lips. Next time, she won't give that woman any chances.
"Shishou?" For some reason, when Asher saw the smile on Scathach's lips, who usually seemed like a strict teacher and kind mother, he felt a chill down his spine and a dull ache in his waist.
"Last night was my food. You don't need to train today.
Rest well." Scathach gently patted Asher's head, then thought for a moment, leaning close to Asher's ear and whispering, "Or, are you still looking forward to other things?"
"Forget it, I want to rest!" Asher immediately replied. If it were his past self, he would probably have jumped up with excitement upon hearing such words, but now, upon hearing them, Asher only felt his legs go a little weak.
Scathach's face showed a faint smile. "Then close your eyes and rest." Asher obediently closed his eyes.
A soft, wonderful sensation touched his lips. Asher abruptly opened his eyes, a look of surprise in them. Scathach brushed a strand of hair from her ear, released his lips, and her red eyes held a captivating allure that made one's heart pound.
"Sleep," she said, then turned and floated out of the room.
Finally, she left. After the door closed, Asher finally breathed a sigh of relief. Not long after, he felt a wave of fatigue rush to his brain, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
When Asher woke up again, it was already dawn of the next day. He turned to look out the window. Rain was falling erratically in the wind, and the fatigue accumulated from the night before had completely disappeared. "Should I say, as expected of a White Dragon? My recovery ability is truly strong," Asher muttered to himself.
"Do you need some water? You must be thirsty after sleeping for so long?" A gentle female voice sounded.
"Mhm... thank you" Asher turned to look, his gaze meeting hers. "Princess Guinevere? Why are you in my room?!"
"Actually, Lily should be taking care of you... but she's a bit too embarrassed to see you, so she asked me to help."
Guinevere showed a gentle smile, her platinum blonde hair gently resting on her shoulders. She was wearing a pure white dress and a necklace, highlighting her fair, skin, making her even more captivating.
"Lily's too embarrassed...?" Asher repeated, a hint of realization on his face.
So, hearing Shishou and Sister Morgan's tone yesterday, it seems Lily did put medicine in the fish soup. Is she embarrassed about that, which is why she asked Guinevere to come?
"Yes, that's right. Because Princess Morgan gave her a new set of clothes, and she felt it wasn't quite suitable, saying she needed to get used to it, so she asked me to come over," Guinevere tilted her head slightly, revealing a playful smile. "She said if it were me, she could relax." She handed Asher a glass of water. "Drink some water first, Arthur."
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