Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

Arthur stretched out his hand to hug Chong Ai into his arms, but before he could hug Chong Ai, his body was pushed away violently.

"Don't come near my mother," Mordred yelled, tearfully.

Mordred hugged Chong Ai's waist, like an irritated little beast, defending his territory, baring his fangs and not allowing any creatures to approach.

Arthur said a lesson in a cold tone: "Your sword skills will be better with less good-looking posture."

Mordred was about to explode in anger. His father had just met him, and he didn't say anything about his concern, but when he opened his mouth, he actually taught him a lesson.

Chong Ai saw Mordred's very sad look, gently stroked his head, and said, "Red goes to practice swordsmanship with Aunt Cecily?"

"But..." Mordred looked up reluctantly.

"Okay?" Chong Ai narrowed her eyes and smiled kindly.

"..."

Why does it feel that the mother is more terrifying than the father? Mordred suddenly feels that the seemingly strict father seems to be easier to get along with.

"Yes, mother."

Mordred glared at Arthur with dissatisfaction in his eyes, snatched the sword from Arthur's hand and left.

Only Chong Ai and Arthur were left in the garden.

Ten years later, the two met again and found that neither had changed much.

Chong Ai lived with the child in the palace for nearly ten years, during which some days she would feel depressed and bored.

According to the rules, the system cannot tell where Arthur is, and she doesn't want to use props to speed up time, and wants to accompany her children to grow up slowly.

Suddenly, ten years have passed.

Arthur took a few steps forward and stretched out his slender and powerful arms to hug Chong Ai into his arms. Holding her soft and warm, he finally felt a sense of belonging.

"I'm back." He whispered in her ear.

Chong Ai hummed, stretched out her arms to embrace his strong waist, and rested her head on his chest.

"Welcome back, my king."

The Kingdom of Camelot regarded her as a witch, and the people rioted and clamored to drive her away, all of which were in her plan.

The people in the royal city should be cheering enthusiastically, looking forward to the return of King Arthur to drive away the witch and ascend the throne.

Arthur hugged her for a while, caressed her fair and beautiful face, rubbed her fingers slowly, then squeezed her chin, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Chong Ai closed her eyes to accept his provocative kiss, slightly opened her lips to let his tongue enter her mouth, wrapped her tongue enthusiastically and proactively, their breaths intertwined and lingered together.

The rich scent of flowers in the air is even more distracting.

Arthur kissed her deeply for a moment, pressing his forehead against hers, tightening his arms around her.

Chong Ai felt the scorching heat of his body, her cheeks were blushed slightly, and she reminded in a low voice: "Let's go into the house."

In broad daylight and in a spacious garden, it is not suitable to do things between husband and wife.

The decoration in the palace has not changed, it is still the resplendent and resplendent palace, Arthur picked up Ai and walked into the room with ease.

As soon as he entered the room, he put her down on the wall and kissed her passionately.

Chong Ai hooked his neck and kissed back passionately, unfastened his fastened collar with her slender fingers, and penetrated into his clothes.

When her finger touched the scar, she paused slightly, turned her head to avoid his kiss, and said, "Let me see your scar."

How could there be so many scars on his body? It is shocking even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes.