Kisses, caresses, indescribable stimulation......

When Sansa broke free from her endless ** fantasy and woke up, the sky outside was completely covered in darkness, except for the occasional shouts of men and women from downstairs, only the rustle of quill and paper rubbing.

As a girl who tasted the pleasure of sex for the first time, she was filled with a strong sense of shame and fear of reality, and she didn't even have the courage to open her eyes to see who was in the same room as her.

After all, she is now nominally Tyrion's wife, but now she is in a brothel and has unspeakable intimacy with another man.

The most important thing is that she doesn't know why, not only did she not choose to resist in the process, but she also enjoyed and took the initiative for a while.

Especially the messy clothes, as well as the large water stains on the clothes, all show that she has become the kind of woman she despises and looks down on the most.

But just as Sansa begins to wonder whether to continue pretending to be asleep or to open her eyes to reality, she suddenly hears a strange sound, which is both some kind of murmuring chant and strange language.

Anyway, driven by curiosity, she opened her closed eyes slightly, and immediately noticed a young man with his back to her, constantly waving his right hand to release a strange black smoke, while muttering words in his mouth.

As the speed of the speech became faster and faster, the black smoke seemed to be given life, gradually condensing into a nightmarish entity......

"Ah!!h

The girl, who had never seen such a terrifying sight, couldn't help but exclaim.

"Huh, dear Miss Stark, are you awake?"

Zhang Cheng, who was obsessed with studying shadow magic, immediately turned his head and showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, not taking the shadow monster he had just created in his eyes at all.

"Mason-sama!...... How could it be you?!"

After seeing each other's physiognomy clearly, Sansa's face was red for a while and white for a while, which can be described as wonderful.

Looking at the girl's panicked reaction, Zhang Cheng chuckled and spread his hands: "Who else could it be if it wasn't me?"

"No! I didn't mean that!"

Remembering the old face of Littlefinger, Sansa shuddered and shook her head vigorously.

She has always longed for the perfect love and marriage of a prince and a princess, how could she be willing to have something happen to a "bad old man" who is not much different from her father.

"Oh, what do you mean? I'm trying to figure out what kind of promise Berish gave you to make you willing to do such a thing. Zhang Cheng touched his chin and asked with interest.

To be honest, he never understood what this "eldest lady" had in his head, and he didn't have a long memory of being used by others several times, and even Joffrey could play with it.

"I......'m so sorry! I really want to go home. In case you didn't know, I've had nightmares every night since news of the Scarlet Wedding came back to King's Landing, and Joffrey was always looking for an opportunity to torment me, and I'd be crazy if I stayed any longer. In addition, Count Petyr has promised that those things will never endanger your life. Sansa explained nervously.

Obviously, the shadow monster that was temporarily given life had a big impact on her fragile heart.

Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended not to notice this, and sighed with a chuckle: "So he only used a verbal promise that I don't know if he could fulfill it, in exchange for you risking your life? Not to mention, do you know that Winterfell has now fallen into the hands of the Bolton family? Even if you go back, what can you do? Being forced to marry Rams Bolton to add a legitimacy to the Bolton family's becoming the guardians of the North? Most importantly, why do you know why you are lying in bed?"

Sansa fell into deep thought with a series of hints, and after a full minute, she raised her head and asked in a tone of uncertainty that she was not very sure, "Are we ......?"

"Don't get me wrong, nothing happened between us. To be exact, you're the only one there, tossing and turning, and I've been admiring it for a while at most. Give you a small reminder to imagine what happened before you fell into a trance, and then you will understand how it all happened. ”

After saying this, Zhang Cheng immediately closed his mouth and patiently waited for the other party to recall himself.

"Before you lose consciousness?" Sansa bit her lower lip, desperately searching for the memories in her mind, about thirty seconds or so, her face changed instantly, and she clutched the quilt tightly and exclaimed in shock, "Yes...... Is it the Count of Barichy?"

"Ah, it seems that you have a good memory, and you remembered it so quickly. That's right, it was our dear Earl, who was also the owner of this brothel, who had secretly mixed some interesting knick-knacks into the wine you had drunk. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng casually lifted the wine bottle that was still half left on the table and shook it gently.

"According to my tests, this is a rare and precious mucus secreted by deep-sea shells. Its function is to stimulate the secretion of hormones in the female body, and when the hormone content in the body reaches a certain level, the woman will involuntarily enter the estrus state, just like your reaction a few hours ago. Far away on the East Road, there are many wealthy women who will use this thing to increase the happiness between the beds. ”

"Why did Count Baelish do this?!" asked Sansa, trembling aloud.

She couldn't believe that Little Finger, who was once regarded as an elder by herself, would do such a shameless act.

Zhang Cheng put down the wine bottle and replied with a smile: "Is it strange? You must know that he was crazy infatuated with your mother back then, and at the same time maintained an unspeakable intimate relationship with your aunt. Now, as you mature and resemble your mother when she was younger, it is natural to arouse his hidden desires. You have to understand that for men, the woman who can't get it is the best. On top of that, you're the only Stark confirmed to be alive so far, and whoever gets you has the support of countless nobles in the North. Think about it, what reason would the Earl of Bale let you go?"

"So...... So his promises were all lied to me, right?" Sansa seemed to suddenly open her mind, and her emotions began to get extra excited.

"I don't know if he lied to you or not, but one thing I know for sure is that most of your father's death was due to his sudden betrayal, and Duke Arryn's death seems to have nothing to do with him. Remember, Sansa Stark, you are no longer the noble lady with a powerful family, and the only thing you value is your youthful and beautiful appearance, and Stark, a surname that still has great influence in the North. For a long time to come, you'll be the target of a lot of snooping and possession......"