Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Dragon Mother's Entanglement
The plate in the hand of the "trance" chef fell to the ground, and he finally couldn't maintain his original image under the pressure of death, and fell to his knees tremblingly: "Temple. . . Your Highness, spare your life! My daughter is in their hands, and I really can't do anything about it. ”
"Take him down. Ma Shen looked at the cook who was kneeling on the ground and pleading with a cold face, and he didn't feel shaken at all, the enemy is the enemy, even if it is an enemy who is forced to poison himself.
"Your Highness, spare your life, yes... That's right. As the cook's shoulder was pressed down by the two Unsullied Men behind him, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly shouted, "Your Highness, I know where those great masters are hiding, I know where they are hiding!"
Hearing the shout, the two Unsullied stopped their movements and looked tentatively at Ma Shen.
At this point, time seems to stand still for the chef, because then it is time to decide his fate.
What if my daughter dies, I can't die, I can't die!" The chef kept muttering in his heart, like holding on to a life-saving straw, still hoping that he could tell someone and Ma Shen could spare his life.
Even if it is clear that no one will forgive those who try to assassinate themselves by despicable means, perhaps... Maybe there really is, if this liberator is really as merciful as the slaves say......
"I know where the great lords are hiding. ”
Ma Shen's words instantly caused the chef to fall into the bottomless abyss, and suddenly his whole body became weak, and he could only let the Unsullied drag him outside.
Glancing at the chef's desperate eyes, Ma Shen cut off a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, and slurped, the steak that was very delicious just now was a little tasteless: "If your daughter is still alive, I will ask someone to raise her and find a good husband for her." ”
"Thank you. Your Highness. The cook, who had been dragged to the door, shouted with all his might.
The chef was dragged away, and the two who were eating were not in the mood to continue eating, and after a moment of silence, Daenerys had some hesitation in her eyes: "Lord Ma Shen, his daughter... “
Knowing what Daenerys wanted to say, Ma Shen waved his hand and replied calmly: "The family has its own rules, and the country has its own laws and regulations, if I don't find out, I'm afraid we have already eaten the food he cooked, and no one will mourn for the two of us at that time." ”
Although it is still unknown whether these toxins under the chef can kill him, not to mention that he still has a large amount of energy protection, there are some things that once they are done, they should bear the consequences they deserve.
Hearing this, Daenerys lowered her head and was silent, she knew that this treatment was right, if she really ate the food, the consequences would be unimaginable, and when she encountered this kind of thing, even she would give the same order.
After eating lunch quietly, Daenerys turned around and left as usual, and Ma Shen began to review the official documents as usual, not affected by the chef's poisoning incident at all, and some things did not need to be done by himself.
Carefully take a small bowl of candle oil from the center of the candle, and then pour a little bit at the junction of the envelope, and cover it with a seal, and a bird immediately appears lifelike on the candle oil, gluing the envelope together, which is the basic confidentiality measure of the letter, whether anyone has opened it halfway can be seen at a glance.
"Send this letter by sea to Lord Lokun who left behind in Astapor. Ma Shen handed the letter in his hand to an attendant at the table.
"Yes, sir. Your Highness," the attendant bowed his head and respectfully took the letter.
What the hell is Your Highness, Ma Shen shook his head helplessly: "It's okay to call me an adult." ”
Now in Meereen City, some people call themselves Lord, some people call themselves His Highness, most of the people who call Adults are the Unsullied from Astapor, and those who call His Highness are the slaves of Meereen, but these two titles are no different in Ma Shen's opinion, and there is no need to enforce them.
But in the eyes of others, His Royal Highness is obviously more noble than adults, and adults are everywhere, and His Highness is such a small handful, so the subordinates who call him adults also began to slowly change their words.
"Yes, Your Highness"
At night, Ma Shen, who had been busy all day, put down his official duties and slowly put his hands into the basin brought by the maid to wash his hands.
"Your Highness, Your Highness Daenerys said that there is something for you. The maid who carried the basin said solemnly after Ma Shen finished washing his hands.
Ma Shen reached out and took the silk cloth hanging on the basin and wiped his wet hands: "Where is she?"
"In the room. “
In the room?Ma Shen frowned slightly: "Okay, I know." “
At this moment, in the room on the second floor, Daenerys, who was hiding in her room, was a little restless, very worried in her heart, but she was not worried about whether she would tarnish her innocence.
This time it can be seen as a big gamble, in case that Earl of Marcus is a... What should I do if I love men, if so, my seduction will not only fail completely, but also get along with each other very awkwardly.
This point of view is not entirely speculation, Daenerys through previous observations and inquiries about the people around her, found that in his early 20s, the young and vigorous Earl of Masan had no wife, no lover, and had not even visited any seductive stores, which was not normal at all, how could a normal man, a man with great power, be so pure-hearted.
(Ma Shen: Actually... I just didn't let anyone else know. )
Although I am very curious, I can't go up and ask directly, do you like women or men, or don't like men or women.
So now Daenerys can only rely on a woman's intuition to judge that Count Marcin must like girls. Probably....
It's a different feeling to be in charge and to be in charge, hoping you're right, Daenerys poured herself a glass of red wine.
It didn't take long for Ma Shen, who didn't know that he was mistaken for gay by many people, as soon as he opened the door and looked into the room, he felt a heat in his nasal cavity.
At this time, Daenerys was sitting elegantly in a chair with her legs crossed, carefully trimmed and appropriately shaded makeup, and her cheeks reddened.
The sleeveless black low-cut floral top, through the neckline, you can clearly feel that the neckline of this blouse seems to be too wide, and the two balls of meat are only half wrapped, so that people have the illusion that as long as she accidentally pulls the clothes, the key position will immediately bounce outside, which is completely half-concealed and half-concealed in the ultimate form.
"Come in, Lord Ma Shen, I just finished taking a shower, and found that I didn't have a change of clothes, so I put on a piece of clothing that was originally hanging here, but I didn't expect the neckline to be so big. As if she didn't know how much of the temptation of her dress was to men, Daenerys licked her lips and raised her glass to Ma Shen.
But the problem is, can your heartbeat not be so fast, it's completely wrong, Ma Shen clearly heard Daenerys's heartbeat far more than usual, it was almost compared to his own heartbeat.
The charming atmosphere, the seductive beauty, and the fragrant smell of perfume, Ma Shen took a deep breath, bent down slightly, turned his head to close the door, and then slowly walked a few steps into the room, and said with some difficulty: "I heard that His Highness has something to do with me?"
"Well, there are some things, but we can talk about that later. As she spoke, Daenerys took a sip of red wine, and her red lips became more attractive in the light, "Would you like a sip?"
Ma Shen: ".........."
Seeing that Ma Shen didn't answer, Daenerys didn't mind, slowly stood up, ran her tender fingers across Ma Shen's chest, and then put the wine glass aside, full of temptation and half lying on the bed, her snow-white thighs almost blinded Ma Shen's eyes.
Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Ma Shen felt the touch of Daenerys' fingers just now, and only felt very itchy in his heart.
Fate split into two unrelated straight lines before his eyes, one as the upright Yanagishita Megumi, resolutely resisting snapping.
The other is to follow the desire of the heart and pounce bravely.