Milan and Brienne were at the dinner table, quietly listening to the conversation between the two Stark sisters, and the beauty Brienne looked at Sansa in a dress, her appearance reminded Brienne of the once loyal Lady Caitlin Tully, who was also slender and slender, with both beauty and temperament.

"If Miss Sansa is going to return to the North, I can escort her personally," Brienne said, putting down her knife and fork, and though her knightly taste buds were not yet full, she looked away from the food and put down the dishes, "I was once your mother's knight, and while I am now loyal to Lord Lynn, I am honored to protect a Miss Stark in times of war. ”

"Lord Lynn, I'd love to see the North back a Stark. "You can go back to the north, the cold north is now more peaceful than the warm south." ”

"Thank you," Sansa's face showed gratitude, but she slowly shook her head, "However, I have been away from the North for too long, and I want to go to the Valley of Arryn first, to Aunt Lysa in Eagle's Nest, to see if my brother Bran has defected to the Vale after his disappearance." ”

"Miss Sansa, it's not time to go to the Vale. Even returning to the north would be a great danger, and the Narrow Sea was filled with homeless Essos warships, perhaps now they had begun to launch a landing on the east coast of the valley. Milan persuaded.

Sansa's eyes flickered twice, and she pursed her lips and shook her head again, "I've made up my mind." ”

"Sister, Milan's sister is right," Arya said, "......."

"I know, but I still want to go to Arryn Valley!" Sansa interrupted her sister by raising her hand, and got up to leave the restaurant.

Erya also got up, but Milan raised her hand and motioned for her to sit down. "Miss Arya, let Miss Sansa go. Everyone has their own choice. ”

Er Ya was slightly stunned, and then nodded.

An hour later, a man covered in a gray cloth cloak walked into the study in Milan. He hunched his back, as if the chain around his neck was overwhelming him. "Miss Milan," he said, "has sent a handwritten letter from Lord Lynn. ”

Milan looked at it, then turned to the messenger and replied, "I will do as your lord tells me to get things done, please tell your lord that everything is in order." ”

Hearing this, the gray cloth shadow man bowed slightly indifferently, and quickly slowly retreated and disappeared at the door of the study.

In the evening, there was silence in front of the gate of the East Coast Harbor Annex, an inconspicuous dilapidated mule cart drove out of the back door of the courtyard, and a lame man sat on the wheel and drove the mule cart carelessly, passing through the bustling street market and stopping at the door of a blacksmith shop, a blacksmith dressed in dirty clothes, holding a basket of usual iron tools, and threw it into the carriage.

"The Lannisters took over the city walls, and a broken ballista was piled up at the base of the eastern wall, and the craftsmen were dismantling it, and when they would go over to check it out, please ask for instructions. ”

"When I left the yard, Miss Milan had already gone to the port to prepare the ship, and after dismantling it, it was pulled to the port by different carriages, and at the port mooring, I found a ship flying the flag of the painted eagle, put the things on the dock along the side of the ship, and left quickly, and someone would deal with the rest of the matter. ”

"Yes!" the blacksmith put the basket full of iron tools in the carriage and set it neatly, and then got out of the carriage and said with a smile: "The iron tools forged by my family are the most sturdy and durable, and they are used well, and they will always come in the future." ”

On the carriage, the groom bowed slightly, let out a low sigh, and then quietly flicked his whip, and the carriage circled around the market before returning to the port courtyard.

Milan waited in the backyard, and when she saw the carriage enter the courtyard door, she stepped forward and smiled at the lame groom, "Okay?"

"Everything is in place. ”

Milan squinted at the groom's dress, handed over a glass of warm wine, and then flattered her, "Miss Arya is really good-looking, if you can, can you help me send some more things to the Tyrells mansion?"

Er Ya gently took the wine glass, glanced at Milan, and immediately took a big sip, feeling that the warm wine was all over the body, and it was hot, and Er Ya shook his left leg, which seemed to be lame but was actually intact, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's Lynn's letter to Gao Ting Rose, right?"

Milan laughed coquettishly, but didn't explain.

The second girl frowned, stretched out her hand and said, "Bring it." But when that's done, you'll have to tell me where Littlefinger is. ”

Milan pulled a letter out of her sleeve and said embarrassedly, "That's sorry Miss Stark." ”

After receiving the letter, Arya casually put it into the coarse cloth clothes, proudly picked up the horsewhip again and shook it, and the mule cart went towards the back door again, but when the mule cart and Arya's figure were about to disappear at the gate of the courtyard, the proud voice of the second girl came into Milan's ears and said: "I guess the letter is the retreat arranged by Lynn for her future wife, stinky rascal, Gao Ting's little rose, and this guy who has no eyes is rare!"

Look at the back of the long away!

Milan was secretly sad in the courtyard alone, thinking about how he became the matchmaker of the lord as a good intelligence leader.

"Miss Arya, I'm sorry, Lord Lynn won't let you go to Essos Braavos to continue in the House of Black and White, and Littlefinger is in the Eagle's Nest in the Vale, and your sister has decided to deal with it herself. ”

Milan muttered easily, then looked up and saw the two men in black crouching on the courtyard wall, staring at her silently.

Milan's deep-set eyes were round, her blue eyes were shining, Wei Ran sighed, she waved her hand slightly at the figure on the wall, and the two black figures nodded their heads and quickly followed the direction of the mule cart.

The Gripen fleet must leave Blackwater Bay outside King's Landing to avoid falling victim between Tywin's control of King's Landing and Daenerys landing on Dragonstone.

Under the watchful eye of the dragon, King's Landing is destined to have a bad fate.

And as time passed, the specific events that were happening in Essos became clearer.

Braavos didn't escape the doom of the gods, and Lynn knew it.

If the House of Black and White could survive under such a terrifying mutation, then the secrets of this organization would be even more terrifying than he imagined.

As a friend of Arya Stark, Braavos, who was single-handedly facilitated by Lynn, has now shrouded Erya in the treacherous clouds of the Black and White Courtyard.

Lynn sees it as her responsibility to lift her out of the fog as well.

Arya's message is true, but instead of giving Margaery Tyrell the little Rose a way out, she asks her to help get her safely to the Gripen battleship, which is preparing to return to the north.

As for the second Ya, because of her rebellious heart, she may resist Lynn's arrangement.

Then the people sent by Milan will still be able to perform this task perfectly when the medicinal properties of the wine have just been exerted.