The fireplace in Sansa Stark's bedroom was cold, and Sansa had to crouch on the floor closest to the ashes to keep warm, curling her long legs up at her knees, the sound of iron shackles with every movement.

She couldn't understand why she was suddenly accused of Joffrey's murder, and as much as she hated the perverted little galley, she didn't have the courage to actually poison Joffrey.

There was no doubt that the murder of the king was not done by himself, and he was sure that it was not the work of the little devil who had been tried before.

Losing the warmth of the fireplace, Sansa calms down and begins to reminisce about the day of the Purple and Gold wedding.

Gradually, she suddenly came to the astonishing conclusion that Petyr Berish, the little finger, was the culprit for the murder of Emperor Joe.

When Emperor Qiao died, the drunkard Tang tried to take her away from the banquet, but was stopped by the Queen of Thorns, and then she found that the pseudo-ancestral necklace she was carrying was missing a gem.

All the details point to the Queen of Thorns and Littlefinger.

As soon as she thought of this, a man suddenly pushed the door of her bedroom and walked in, escorted by a golden-robed guard.

The man who came was none other than Petyr Berish, the little finger.

The golden robe quickly left, turning around and slamming the door shut.

Sansa looked at Pinky in surprise, "Why you?"

Petyr Berish glanced at Sansa, who was frozen from her knees, before replying. "Queen Cersei has begged me to take you away from King's Landing to save your life, she wants you to be Queen of Tommen, but before she can do so, she needs time to clear your name. ”

"That vicious Queen Mother sent you to rescue me?"

"Yes, go to the Valley Eagle's Nest. Petyr Berish was not in the least curious about Sansa's cursing of the Queen Mother, and he shrugged his shoulders as he reached out to touch Sansa's shoulder.

Sansa, who had already understood all this, dodged Littlefinger's oil, and scoffed at this rescue, she glared at Littlefinger and said angrily: "You can't take me for a fool, you killed Joffrey, you are the real murderer, that stupid and vicious Queen Mother actually believes you, it's ridiculous." ”

A hint of surprise flashed across Petyr Berish's face.

Then he smiled and generously admitted, "Yes, it's me, but that doesn't stop Queen Cersei from trusting me, because she thinks it's the little devil who killed Joffrey." ”

"What if tomorrow I accuse you on Judgment Day? I will tell everybody everything, the drunkard Don still has the necklace, and what you confess now. ”

"You will probably have no trial," declared Petyr Berish with contempt, "Tywin and the people of the High Court want you to die, so you will not have a trial, only a verdict." ”

Sansa looked at each other gloomily.

Petyr Berish laughed, "Even if you have the opportunity to explain everything, not to mention whether anyone wants to believe it, let alone ... Even if everyone believes your statement, don't forget that the necklace is around your neck from beginning to end, and one of the gems actually contains poison, so you are the perpetrator of the murder. ”

"No, I'm not. Sansa argued loudly.

Petyr Berese stepped forward and stroked Sansa's hair, calming down the three fools, who were trembling from fear or freezing.

At that moment, Sansa Stark looked over her pinky shoulders and looked at the huge Gripon figure on the windowsill behind him.

Sansa's pupils dilated.

The golden pig landed in the garden of the Red Fort, and Lynn jumped off the back of the Gripen and came to the garden, and was also stunned.

Lynn looked at the cup in front of him, his eyes were a little dull, and his little hands trembled slightly.

As if worried that the cup in the girl's hand would suddenly slip because of the constantly swinging little hands, Lynn reached out and politely held the cup for her, "Madam, are you okay?"

Lynn's voice was magnetic, her outstretched arm was strong and soft, Little Rose's fingertips felt warmth, and she could even smell Lynn's man's snort between her lips.

She almost sank, but fortunately she woke up quickly.

She looked at the golden pig lazy in the garden of the Red Keep, catching lion's fur, and said the first words to the strange Lynn with a reserved face, "My name is Margaery Tyrrell, who is Your Excellency?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Little Rose secretly scolded herself for her stupidity, and took the lead in reporting herself to an uninvited guest.

When Lynn saw that the woman's little hand stopped trembling, she let go of her slender hand, withdrew her hand, turned her head to look around, and was relieved to find that she was the only one in the huge garden.

After hearing Little Rose report herself, she smiled and fell her gaze back on her face, "Golden Rose of the High Court, it's nice to meet you, you are more beautiful than rumored." ”

Little Rose tried to close her eyes, not looking over, reluctant to take her eyes off Lynn's face.

For the first time in her life, she had a sense of shyness after being praised by a man, as if a little woman was angry and said, "What a rose, it's just a Tyrrell." ”

As she spoke, she opened her eyes and stared at Lynn and then at the griffin, "Where are you from, I've never seen you in King's Landing, and I've never seen a lion that can fly." ”

Lynn looked at Little Rose and put everything else aside, this woman's body exuded a budding beauty, which accelerated her outstanding appearance, and any man could easily indulge in her chic beauty.

Seeing that Lynn didn't answer, but looked at herself quietly, Little Rose had been taken by the Queen of Thorns for many years, and she didn't know how many men and women she had seen, but when she looked at her naked eyes, Margaery Tyrell still felt red-faced, and she was a little cramped and uneasy.

The young lord of King's Landing under the Gorgy Lion kept saying that he had come to King's Landing to rescue Stark, but before he landed at this moment, he was attracted by a delicate rose, and a large Gygelce stopped in the courtyard of the Red Keep Garden, looked at his master with blank eyes, and unconsciously reached out and grabbed the hair bun of a strange woman, and immediately fluttered his wings and blew down countless flowers and plants in the garden.

Feeling the root of the ear being pinched by Lynn, the little rose whose whole ear was suddenly red tried to restrain her emotions.

This feeling of not knowing what to do came too suddenly, she was a little flustered, even in the face of the Empress Dowager Cersei, who was the head of the women of the Seven Kingdoms with a noble status and a powerful position, she dared to face it calmly, and even sneered at the right time to suppress the other party.

But for this man who suddenly appeared, she felt helpless for some reason.

Just when the girl was about to fall and could hardly help herself, outside the tall and exquisitely carved wooden gate of the courtyard gate of the Red Castle Garden, there was a sound of footsteps with iron boots.

A Kingsguard knocked on the wooden door and shouted, "Miss Tyrrell, have you seen a thief invade?"

Little Rose, who had always kept her head down, suddenly woke up and asked Lynn in a deep voice, "You are not a guest of the Red Keep?"

Lynn smiled, in the surprised expression on Little Rose's face, regardless of the beauty's coquettishness, picked it up, carried it to the back of the Gripen and said, "My name is Lynn Rothschild, I'm from the North, let's talk in another place." ”

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