In the early morning of King's Landing, the climate is cool and the dew drops.

There is not a single cloud in the sky.

Rollin looked up, and the sky hung low like a curtain of gray mist, dropping some cold debris onto his face.

Large diamond-like dewdrops flutter on the leaves of the potted plant, shimmering with colorful points of light.

He sighed deeply, he couldn't go back, from a college student in the new century, after getting drunk at a party, he was reincarnated into the world of a song of ice and fire.

The key is that he was not reborn into the plot line of [Game of Thrones], but came to the 47th year of the Aegon calendar, and the Targaryens on the Iron Throne were replaced by two, and the current king of the Seven Realms is his father, Maegor I, known as 'Maegor the Cruel'.

He sniffed, and the smell of butter fruit wafted through the air.

"Your Highness, the queen ordered a plate of cream salad."

Xiao Anna, the personal maid next to her, said in a milky voice.

Little Anna is only twelve years old this year. In addition, he was born with a baby face, and he looks more exquisite. It doesn't look like a child of a few years old.

The little face is chubby, white and red, wearing a small green cotton skirt, and a plate of fruit salad mixed with cream in his little hand.

Rollin smiled, reached out and picked up a piece of pulp and tasted it, it was a little sour, but when paired with cream, it tasted just right.

"Your Highness, you should be careful of catching a cold, the long winter is coming."

Little Anna shrunk her neck, grinned, placed the fruit bowl on the stone table in the pavilion, and came over to drape Rollin with a thin plush shawl.

"Although I was born with a bad physique, I don't have to worry about this bit of wind and frost." Rollin took the shawl, and remembered the result of the bachelor's diagnosis of himself: his vitality was weak, and he would not live to be six years old.

Reborn I Rollin had a particularly good memory and soon learned the lingua franca of Westeros.

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A man wearing a crown walked anxiously outside the delivery room, this person was none other than Meg I, King of the Seven Realms, with a strong body, broad shoulders, a thick neck, and strong arms. He has short white gold hair and a neatly trimmed beard.

If it weren't for wearing the crown of Aegon the Conqueror, Meg would have been more of a warrior than a king.

Meg was a little anxious, this was the first child that his niece conceived for him, he had many wives, but none of them had successfully given birth, and even if he gave birth to some abnormal fetuses.

Fertility seemed to be a curse haunting him, and after he had recently consulted some of the clan's secret books, he had roughly understood what was going on.

He himself is a super pure blood of the Targaryens, he has a higher affinity for dragons than his father Aegon the Conqueror, and the dragon blood and blood magic energy in his body are too strong, causing ordinary women to be unable to give birth normally, and even if they succeed in production, they will give birth to some half-human and half-dragon monsters because of too strong blood energy.

As for why there is dragon blood and blood energy in the Valyrian bloodline, this is the secret that every Valyrian dragon king family is hiding: dragons are not natural creatures, but witchcraft creations.

The baby's cry came from inside the delivery room.

"Wow, wow! ~”

Mei Ge hurriedly pushed the door in, but saw the midwife's face pale and fell to the side, as if she was frightened and distracted.

When he got closer, he saw that the baby was lying in his niece's arms and nursing, but such a warm scene made his heart furious, because the baby had a few light golden scales on his chest, back and thighs, and two light golden horns on his forehead, and his arms were normal, but there were sharp claws on his toes.

He grabbed his hands and opened his mouth, but for a moment he was speechless, and looked at the queen, who was sobbing and breastfeeding, and turned away in despair, without even giving the prince a name.

Children with this kind of aberration generally do not live long, and the conflict of life causes the baby to be congenitally weak and sickly.

Sure enough, after arranging for a Kingdom University scholar to examine him, it was found that although the child had sound limbs, his vitality was weak, and he would live to be six years old at most.

But this is also his best offspring, the other babies are either missing arms or legs, and die in a few weeks.

Maegor instructed the steward of the Red Keep to treat the queen and her son well, and immediately appointed Queen Rhaenia and Aegon's twin eldest daughter Aria as heir.

Aegon is the queen's ex-husband and nephew, and his despair of the heir makes Maegor completely die of wanting to be the prince in his own blood.

Just recently, another of his nephews, Jaehaerys, rebelled at Storm's End, publicly claiming his right to inherit the throne by usurping his father. Now there is a need for an heir to settle people's hearts.

The newborn child was a congenitally deformed body, and he had no other Targaryen heirs, so he had no choice but to appoint a female prince, which could indirectly deprive Jaehaerys of de jure inheritance.

As the situation becomes more and more unfavorable, a group of poor people of the church rebels, and Riverrun chooses to support them.

The kingdom's admiral, Count Daemon Valerian, also rebelled, and many of the great nobles followed him.

These damn guys supported Jaehaerys Targaryen, who proposed the inheritance, with the assistance of Duke Robert Baratheon, and the Lannisters.

These miscellaneous things, it is me, it is me who saved the royal power of the Targaryens when the church occupied the king, and now you are uniting with the monks of the church against me, without me, the kingdom of the Targaryens would have been taken away by the church.

The more Mei Ge thought about it, the more angry he became, he remembered that he had participated in the dangerous trial of the Seven Sons for the sake of his family, and that he had been seriously injured and in a coma for a whole month after the trial, and he had paid so much, so much.

That hateful nephew must have rebelled against him for the sake of the throne. Jaehaerys, I'm going to cut you Targaryen shame with a thousand cuts.

And those big nobles, the guards of the royal forest, are all miscellaneous pieces, and those who betray me will be hanged one by one.

Maegor felt that the rain was coming, and after his nephew raised the army, it seemed as if he had become a loner for a moment.

No, I didn't fail, what did father Aegon rely on to conquer Westeros? It's a dragon, and I have the strongest dragon, the Black Death Bellerion. I will do the same work as my father to destroy all the rebellions that have been mixed with the church.

Hiss! ~ Mei Ge touched his head with both hands, and the headache flared up again, since he participated in the trial of the Seven Sons with the church, he was hit the head, and the root of the disease fell, and his forehead was swollen, and he began to beat his head with his fists continuously.

"Poppy milk, damn it, get me poppy milk, it hurts me to death."

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Luo Lin brushed the bangs that blocked his eyes, and at the same time revealed the pair of golden dragon horns on his forehead.

Yes, Rollin is a monster with dragon claws on his feet, horns on his head, and scales on his body, but Rollin also has the usual extraordinary beauty of the Targaryens.

He was petite and slender, even very thin, with large golden eyes and a snow-white skin that was almost translucent. Delicate facial features, soft and neat shoulder-length white gold hair, revealing a gentle and beautiful temperament.

This is the current traveler, Prince Rollin, who is called the Dragon Prince by the attendants of the Red Keep.

And most importantly, Luo Lin has also inherited the growth rate of the demon dragon, it has only been more than four months since he was born, and Luo Lin's body is already comparable to that of a two-year-old child, and he may be dying of old age when he is six years old.

"I have to change my fate!"

Luo Lin said silently in his heart.

"Coming from a forbidden demon world to a transcendent world just to experience a short-lived prince?"

Although he is not very familiar with the world of ice and fire, Rollin still remembers the plot of the big one, and the "cruel Megar" in Westeros history ended up defeating his nephew Jaehaerys Targaryen.

"Jaehaerys' rebels are almost in King's Landing, and they may not be able to live for six years."

Luo Lin's face was like water, and he had already made a firm mind in his heart.

"I must rewrite my fate, survive this war, and find a way to make up for my life."

"By all means."

While he was thinking about it, a maid ran over from the direction of Mei Ge Lou, who was the queen's maid.

"Your Highness, the queen said it was time for you to go back to the palace for breakfast."

The maid saluted and said respectfully.

"Well, Anna!" Rollin opened his hands to the little girl.

Little Anna understood, one hand was inserted in Rollin's head and neck, and the other hand held Rollin's buttocks, and easily picked up this skinny guy.

Xiao Nizi doesn't have any breasts, not very plump, but just pillows her head.

Although he can walk, his fragile body will be panting when he takes two more steps, and Rollin generally uses transportation to get around.

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"Little Luolin, they all told you not to run around, you are still so young."

Queen Rhaenia complained dissatisfiedly, and reached out to gently wipe the dew drops on Rollin's body with a towel.

Nodding obediently, Rollin looked at her mother in this life, who was only twenty years old, but she was already a second wife, and she was forced to marry Maegor I, which made her look a little haggard.

She had purple jewel-like eyes, long silver hair draped casually over her shoulders, and a golden headband tied in the middle. The white silk skirt on the body highlights the full chest and slender waist.

On the skirt are pink flowers, white and pink give people an elegant and serene temperament. The length of the skirt also just covers the knees, not long or short.

"It's okay, Queen Mother, I woke up early, I just went to Meige Pavilion to watch the sunrise." Luo Lin's eyes smiled like a crescent moon and began to pretend to be tender and cute.

"Hug."

With a soft smile on her face, Rhaenia scraped the bridge of the imp's nose with her hands, and after taking Rollin from Anna with both hands, she sat down on the bed, opened the loose placket, and brought it to Rollin's mouth to feed.

Not!

Goo, goo, goo.

A blush appeared on Luo Lin's translucent face, "Don't talk about ideals, fill your stomach first." ”