When the heavy door creaked shut, all the noise was cut out.

The reflection of the candlelight flickered on the green carpet, and the smell of candle's characteristic grease wafted into his nose, and the boy who had finished a busy day stood in the doorway and breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly muttered.

"May the warriors give me courage."

After waiting for a while, but without any response, he walked to the bed disapprovingly, and then collapsed on it.

With Robert's wedding over, Lan Li was basically liberated, and for the next two days he was going to take a closer look at the new abilities he possessed at this time.

Psychic Heart, Warrior's Son, and the Mark of Chaos.

These three abilities are just as wonderful as they used to be, and what Lan Li values most, or worries the most, is the Chaos Mark, an ability that is not even recorded in the system's information, because it seems to be uncontrollable, and has no beneficial effect other than causing chaos.

The ability of the Warrior's Son is expected to be useful in battle, but it is obviously impossible for him to encounter any battles in this child's appearance at this time, and its prayer power does not seem to be so reliable.

Except for the first time Lan Li seemed to have some reactions after saying a word to Tyrion, he said it a total of seven or eight times today, and he didn't see any feedback, maybe this blessing was not obvious, or maybe it was useless to say it to himself.

The last psychic heart seems to work as long as it is a living thing, which means that this is not limited to humans.

Lan Li thought about telling the servant to find him a few birds or other pets to try early tomorrow morning, but he didn't expect much from that, after all, it described hearing the voices of living beings, not communicating with them—

Simply hearing the "voices" of cats and dogs is obviously of no use to him.

Aside from these gains, the knightly profession he had acquired the longest time was also useless at the moment, when he was only five years old, and his sixth birthday was still more than two months away......

Thinking of this, the boy frowned unconsciously, feeling that it would be good if he could be reborn like the time-travelers in those novels in his memory, and he would be an adult directly, how could he have this kind of growing pains, let alone carefully disguise himself as a child.

"Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten."

Muttering, a servant outside brought a bucket of bath water, and Lan Li didn't think much about it. He took off his clothes and soaked in them, and the warm feeling from all over his body made him breathe a sigh of comfort, and then leaned back in the bucket to relax, faintly feeling drowsy.

Relying on the special blood in his body, he is not afraid of drowning, so occasionally when he takes a bath, he will fall into it and sleep for a while without any worries, and only when the water is cold will he come out and go back to bed to continue sleeping.

Because of his "peculiar quirks", the maids all avoided him in the bath, and no one noticed this peculiarity of the boy.

It's just that this time Lan Li didn't fall asleep, because when he was in a trance in the hookah, he suddenly saw a reflection from the surface of the bath water that shouldn't have existed.

The black reflection has a pair of blue eyes, squatting quietly on the edge of the bathtub, the figure is slender, and the shadow is reflected on the surface of the water in a trance......

This figure is very familiar, and even Lan Li has been looking for it for a long time before. But it was also unfamiliar, for in the center of its chest there was a faint patch of gold-gray doped with what looked like scales......

Looking at the reflection in the water in a daze, he couldn't help but look up at the edge of the empty wooden basin, and then looked down at the black cat in the water who seemed to be greeting him with its claws, Lan Li's heart was full of confusion.

"Have you turned into a ghost?"

Stretched out his finger and stirred in the bath water, the reflection of the black cat also continued to ripple, and it seemed to be able to hear what Lan Li was saying, and tilted its head after hearing it, as if it was a little puzzled.

It probably hadn't realized what it was like now, and it opened its mouth as if it screamed a few times, but it didn't make Lan Li hear any noise.

In a trance, the black-haired boy felt a little frightened by what he saw.

So he didn't care about bathing in the water, so he jumped out and put on the satin pajamas that the maid had prepared in advance, and then returned to the bathtub again to look down.

The cat was gone.

This made Lan Li not speak for a long time.

The moving drumsticks, the male dog in heat, the black cat that looks like it has disappeared but can be seen from the water, and the scales that are full of immediate vision......

Originally, Lan Li thought that the cat had run away on its own, but now it doesn't seem to be like that, but since it didn't run away, what did it encounter to become like that?

and the scales......

Thinking of this, the boy couldn't help but look at his left wrist, and the black and white mark made him look dazed.

"Is that because of that?"

There was no answer, his mind was a complete mess, and in the face of this supernatural situation, Lan Li felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Obviously, in this state, he couldn't sleep well that night, so when he ate breakfast the next morning, the black-haired boy looked a little wilted.

"Lan Li, look at your hellish look, did you also marry a wife yesterday?" The young king at the head of the table smiled and flirted, and the blonde woman in the hostess's seat opposite also smiled at the boy, but for some reason her smile seemed reluctant.

"I'm thinking about that chicken leg."

Lan Li replied, so Robert smiled and coughed dryly, he said: "Children want to do so much, there are so many weird things in the world, I saw a headless chicken walking back and forth when I was in the valley, but it is much more scary than last night's." ”

I don't know if he was talking to comfort or if there was really something like that, Lan Li sighed when he heard this, said no more, and honestly smeared cream on the white bread slices.

At this time, there was Stannis at the table in addition to the royal couple, but there was no need for this one to never speak. And Cersei, who felt that she had a very lively personality a while ago, did not seem to be in a very happy mood on her first day as queen, so only His Majesty's voice chattered at breakfast.

"Duke Tyrell will leave for Riverlands in two days, and you will be with him, and your safety will be guaranteed, so I am not going to send you a guard, but there is no shortage of servants, and there is money—Tyrell said that he will take care of all your expenses in the High Court, and their family is quite rich, but we Baratheon will not take advantage of him."

……

"When I get there, make me two more friends, the Tyrells children are a good fit, and the Tully family of Hornling, I heard that the wife of the dog in Randolph has added a son to him not long ago...... I don't have a lot of opinions about him, but it has nothing to do with you, you can go around when you have time. You can't be as withdrawn as you were in Storm's End, I tell you, this is a task given to you by the King, you kid don't take it seriously. ”

……

"By the way, Lan Li, you gave me more diligence after I went to Riverbend, Paisher said that you never went to him to learn anything, this is not good, you should study more at such a young age, think I was ...... back then"

……

"He's so nagging."

Bellerion the black cat thought to herself, lying cross-legged at the feet of the black-haired boy, looking up at the face of the little master sitting in the chair, as if listening attentively, in fact as if she was impatient.

Seeing this, its fluffy tail couldn't help but shake, and it was in a somewhat happy mood.

The black cat hated the man sitting in the first place, and for some reason, it always had the urge to go up and scratch his face, but it was said that it seemed to be the little master's brother, so it endured it.

Now it saw that its little master was also annoyed by the other party, and it was really happy in its heart, but after looking at the little boy next to it who seemed very beautiful, it felt very sad.

"Why has the little master been ignoring himself for the past two days?"

Its little mind was full of wonder, and even some depression.

That day, when he saw that the little master was sleeping very deeply in the bed, he jumped on it with courage and slept in his arms for the night. As a result, when he woke up, the little master ignored himself......

Is he angry?

The shiny blue eyes glanced at the boy's legs hanging on the chair beside him, and it instinctively wanted to rub and please the other party, but remembered that the little master was very annoyed to touch him, so he had to meow weakly, trying to attract the other party's attention.

It's a pity that he still ignores himself.

So the black cat put his head on his paws in a low mood, and faintly felt that he seemed to have fallen out of favor.

However, as a clever cat, he thought that he could not sit still, so after yawning on his stomach, he pretended to press a hard crunch under his paws to the ground and rub it, hoping that the noise would attract his attention.

It was a pocket-sized knight's helmet, which looked like it was the size of a palm, and it was found yesterday by the black cat.

Last night there was a very strange pocket knight who was chased away by a dog, and he shouted as if he was so frightened that he didn't bother to pick up his helmet when it accidentally fell to the ground, so the black cat crouching behind the little master ran up and bit it and brought it back......

The cat's thinking made it feel that it was not a big deal, but another voice in the back of his heart always made it think that such a small and realistic helmet seemed precious, so the black cat kept biting it and walked around, treating it as a treasure.

But now, in order to attract the attention of the little master, it doesn't care about what is precious or not, and it turns its paws intently, hoping that some unconscionable fellow will look at him.

Its actions managed to make a lot of noise, and the sound of its hard pocket helmet rubbing against the ground was even more pronounced than the nasty guy talking.

It's a pity that he still ignores himself.

Unconvinced, the black cat increased its strength.

So this pocket iron helmet rubbed and rubbed on the ground, rubbed and rubbed, and the sound of the lattice marble surface rubbing against the metal was blablah, blah, blah, blah, blah......