"Wine!"

King Robert shouted at the top of his throat, "Damn, didn't you see my jug empty? ”

The squire Lancel Lannister hurriedly went to change a jug of wine.

Robert took a big gulp, then blew his nose again at the squire and scolded:

"Damn, help me undress! None of you Lannisters can make me worry! ”

With his head bowed, Lancel stepped forward to help the king undress.

As soon as he unbuttoned his collar, he heard a knock on the door.

Lancel ran again to open the door, and saw the king's youngest brother, Duke Lance, standing outside.

"Your Majesty hasn't slept yet, has he?"

"Nope."

Duke Lanli walked into the room, greeted his brother, and waved Lancel to step down.

When only the two brothers were left in the room, Robert glanced at his brother expressionlessly, and said angrily:

"What are you doing here?"

Duke Lanli smiled slightly, stepped forward and personally poured a glass of wine for his brother, and handed it to him:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm coming to visit my brother, can't I?"

Robert sneered, as if he had long been familiar with his brother's tricks, and said bluntly: "Say, what do you want this time?" ”

Duke Lan Li showed a hurt expression: "My good brother, is my brother a person who only knows how to ask and not reciprocate in your eyes?" ”

"As long as you are honest and be the Duke of Feng's Breath Castle, it will be the greatest reward for me."

"Don't worry, brother, the nobles of the Stormlands are loyal to me."

"Bullshit!" Robert sneered again, "Smiling at you at a banquet and slapping a few more sycophants is loyalty?" Not tested by blood and fire, their loyal bullshit is not! ”

Duke Lan Li wisely knew not to quarrel with his brother in this matter, so he turned to say:

"Brother, I came here this time to give you a gift."

Robert took another sip of wine and said casually:

"What gift?"

"A delicate rose."

"What bullshit roses." Robert waved his hand impatiently, "You might as well give me some good barrels." ”

Duke Lan Li had no choice but to explain:

"Brother, I'm referring to the rose from the High Court, Miss Margaery Tyrrell, whom you have seen before. Is it beautiful or not? ”

Robert rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Beautiful! Of course it's beautiful! But brother, it's okay for you to find a woman for your brother, but can you find one that is not so troublesome? No matter how beautiful that rose is, if I fall in love with her, don't the Tyrells bother me? ”

Duke Lanli smiled: "Then you will marry her." That way, the Tyrells will only be grateful to you! ”

"What kind of bullshit idea is this!" Robert scolded, "Are you going to help me find a woman, or are you going to help me find trouble?" Married to that rose, what will Cersei's lioness do? ”

"Hurry back to Kaiyan City." Duke Lan Li said very lightly, "Anyway, you've long been tired of her." ”

"Every woman who stays in my bed for more than three days is boring to me, do you want me to change queen every day?" Robert's eyes flashed with remembrance, and he added, "Except for Lyanna, but she's dead." ”

Duke Lan Li said tentatively, "Brother, don't you think Miss Margaery is very similar to that Miss Lyanna?" ”

"Bullshit." Robert scolded again, "You haven't seen Lyanna Stark again, what nonsense. ”

A trace of astonishment flashed in Duke Lanli's eyes, but he still persuaded without giving up:

Even so, Margaery is much more well-behaved and sensible than Cersei, and the Tyrells are not as ambitious as the Lannisters. If you marry ......"

"What's going on with you today?" Robert looked at his brother suspiciously, "Did that Mace Tyrell idiot find you?" ”

"Of course not." Duke Lanli immediately denied it.

Robert snorted heavily, "Cersei was also well-behaved and sensible, and Tywin's old lion helped me capture King's Landing and give me the Iron Throne." If I were to drive her daughter back now, would Tywin swallow that? And Cersei gave me three children no matter what she said, so as long as she doesn't make too much trouble, I can put up with it. ”

Duke Lanli's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated, and still didn't say it after all.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again:

"But brother, Cersei's son for you, Joffrey, don't you know what he looks like?"

"Enough!" Robert slammed his glass on the table, "I don't know why the gods gave me such a son!" But what can be done? He is my eldest son, heir to the Iron Throne! So, Lan Li, you'd better be a little respectful of him. ”

Duke Lanli seemed to have something to say, but Robert had lost his patience and interrupted:

"Alright, that's all for this matter, if you want to say one more word, just get me back to Storm's End!"

"Yes." Duke Lanli was helpless.

Robert's expression slowed slightly, and he asked instead, "How's the situation in King's Landing?" ”

"Everything was fine. It's just that Riverbend and Dorne have two more lives. "The Duke of Lanli gave a brief account of Hober Redwin and Geralt Dayne.

After hearing this, Robert sneered: "For a woman? Hehe, these two sides can really make trouble! ”

But he apparently had little interest in the incident, and after taking a sip of wine, he changed the subject:

"How's the trial for Jon Arryn being prepared?" Did the Red Viper and all the nobles present at the time arrive? ”

"It's all here. However, Madame Lyza has not yet arrived. ”

Robert frowned, "Ryza Tully is still in Eagle's Nest?" ”

"Yes. She seemed to be genuinely frightened, and I wrote three letters back and forth, none of which she would come to King's Landing. ”

"How can this work? This trial was to bring justice to his husband, how could she not come? And that son of Jon is in her hands too, right? ”

"Yes, Robert Arryn, who is only six years old, has heard that he is in very poor health and is often sick."

"The child is named after me, how can I help him find a suitable adoptive father, otherwise what can he become in the hands of a woman." Robert paused, then ordered his brother, "Go to the Eagle's Nest yourself!" Bring their mother and son back to King's Landing. ”

Duke Lan Li didn't expect that what he had been planning for so long would not succeed, but he would be hit on the head by such an unlucky errand, but looking at his brother's serious eyes, he had to nod helplessly:

"Okay, brother."

……

Early the next morning.

In the bright morning light, the king's mighty procession set off again.

Samwell rode through the ranks and saw Duke Lanli leave the large army with dozens of guards and head east.

He rubbed his chin and wondered where the king's younger brother had gone, and whether he had recommended Margaery Tyrell to his brother.

However, seeing that Duke Lanli was driven away, Samwell felt that this guy's plan was most likely rejected by the king.

"Hey! Sam, what are you thinking? ”

A crisp voice sounded behind him.

Samwell turned back to see Margaery Tyrell riding to his side. Instead of wearing a long skirt, she changed into tight-fitting brown breeches, outlining a pair of long, well-proportioned and straight legs, wearing a pale green chiffon shirt with a gold rose brooch, and a playful bowler hat on her head, the brim of which was decorated with a circle of water ripples with gold threads, which glittered in the sun.

It was rare to see the heroic side of "High Court Rose", and Samwell couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"I'm wondering, Miss Margaery, why are you in such a good mood today?"

Margaery gave Samwell a blank look, "Am I supposed to be in a bad mood?" ”

Samwell smiled mysteriously and whispered, "Shouldn't it?" After all, your dream of becoming a queen is shattered. ”

The expression on Margaery's face froze slightly, and she was surprised how Samwell could know about such a confidential matter, but then she heard the baron say again:

"Prince Joffrey is engaged to Miss Sansa of the Starks, you shouldn't be heartbroken."

Margaery reached out to the scattered green silk in her ears, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

However, she also had a hint of wonder - why did Sam seem to be testing himself on purpose?

It was the same last time in Starfall City, he wouldn't know anything, would he?

No way.

She immediately dismissed the idea.

It should just be a coincidence.

"Her Royal Highness Joffrey and Miss Sansa are a perfect match. As for that dream of mine......" Margaery smiled, "what little girl hasn't had unrealistic dreams?" I didn't really expect it to happen. ”

Samwell looked at her deeply, "But it's not like it's happier, is it?" ”

"The sun is so beautiful, the breeze is so warm, and the flowers and butterflies are around, why not be happy." Margaery said, the smile on her face brighter and brighter than the summer sun.

In fact, after learning from her younger brother Loras Tyrell last night that the King had rejected Duke Lanli's proposal, she felt an irrepressible sense of relief and pleasure.

She really didn't want to marry King Robert.

After all, which young lady has not dreamed of Prince Charming, and the king, who is fat and old, and likes to drink and drink women, obviously has nothing to do with Prince Charming.

However, when her grandmother told her that the Tyrells wanted to put her on the throne, Margaery did not object.

She knew it was her duty as a Tyrrell.

The family gave her a privileged living condition, an incomparably noble status, and a reputation that everyone admired, but it also required her to make sacrifices for the interests of the family when necessary.

She doesn't want to live up to her grandmother's expectations and ruin her father's dreams, but occasionally in the dead of night, she secretly prays to the Seven Gods.

And now, it seems that the Seven Gods have responded.

Although she felt a little guilty, Margaery was really happy.

"There is still a chance, I believe you will be able to achieve your dreams." Samwell sent his best wishes sincerely.

"Really?" Margaery giggled, "Then when I become queen, you will be invited to the wedding!" And to give you the best location! ”

Samwell also laughed:

"Good! Then I will definitely prepare the best gift for you! ”

(End of chapter)