139 Wills

"How is Your Majesty?"

"It's not good...... scholar Paisher sighed and shook his head, "Your Majesty's wounds can't heal at all, they're all sick. If you were a normal person, I am afraid that you should have returned to the arms of the gods a long time ago. To be honest, I've never seen anyone with such a tenacious will to survive......"

Duke Lanli's eyes flickered: "Then has Your Majesty made a will?" ”

"Not yet." Paisel bowed his head, "The Queen has come to ask once before, but His Majesty insists on waiting for the King's Hand to return. ”

"Wait for him to come back?" Duke Lan Li tugged at his collar a little irritably, "He went to Eagle's Nest City, is it too late to come back?" In case Your Majesty ......"

Paischer's voice lowered, "Actually...... This is not a big deal, after all, His Majesty has a legitimate heir...... Even if...... There won't be any mess......"

"But Joffrey is still underage." Duke Lan Li's tone could no longer hide his impatience and eagerness, "He needs a regent." ”

Paiselle stopped talking.

"I'll go see Your Majesty." After saying that, Duke Lan Li strode into the king's bedchamber.

The fireplace in the room was blazing, and a gloomy red light filled the space, looking eerie and terrifying.

Duke Lan Li saw his brother lying on the bed at a glance, staring blankly at the ceiling, and he didn't know if he was still awake.

Duke Lanli walked to the side of the bed and reached out to uncover the blanketβ€”

The king had a terrible wound on his abdomen, and despite his best efforts to stitch it up, it had no effect, and the blood that oozed red all the gauze used to bandage it, and even faintly visible the internal organs......

And the king held out for seven days, and his wounds were suppurated and stinking.

Ed ...... Is Ed you? Robert spoke suddenly, but his gaze remained unfocused.

Duke Lan Li wanted to correct his brother, but when the words came to his lips, he held back.

His eyes struggled for a moment, then he waved his hand to signal the servants to stand down, and then sat on the edge of the bed, holding the king's hand, imagining what Duke Ed would say at this time:

"Robert, how could you ...... How could it be like this! ”

"I was careless, Ed. Damn, I haven't fought in so many years, and my body is rusty. Alas, if it was me back then, I wouldn't be afraid of those boys going on together. ”

He's so delirious that he's mistaken me for Eddard Stark!

Duke Lanli suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.

"Damn it!" He tried to imitate Eddard Stark's tone, "Robert, do you have to be so reckless!" ”

"you! Ed! Robert scolded back, "I don't even have the freedom to fight!" Damn, you were the ones who hurt me back then! You have to make me this king! You know I don't want that damn iron chair! I just want to drink, fight, and women! I should have gone across the Narrow Sea to be a mercenary! ”

"According to the order of succession, you are ......"

"Fuck the succession!" Robert shrugged it off, "If there are two Targaryens on the other side of the Narrow Sea according to the order of succession, why don't you go find them to sit on this iron chair." You have to let me sit down, now you say, am I a good king? ”

Duke Lanli knew that Eddard Stark would shut up at this time.

Robert was furious: "You should say yes at this time!" Damn, you Starks won't lie! ”

But after scolding, Robert suddenly laughed: "That's right, I'm a good king!" Hahaha, I'm afraid I'm a little better than Iris, I didn't set fire. Damn it. Ed, I was wrong, but I really can't be king. And who are the people around me! Either a liar or a fool, Ed, Ed......"

Duke Lan Li was annoyed for a while, but he still held the king's hand.

"Help me, help my son......" Robert's tone suddenly became so weak, "he's so young, so ignorant...... You're going to help him ......."

"I will." Duke Lanli promised.

Robert pointed to the table, "Go get a pen and paper and write down what I said." ”

Duke Lanli's heart was about to jump out of his throat.

While silently praying to the seven gods, he spread the parchment flat on his knees and held a quill in his hand: "Your Majesty, please speak." ”

"Here are Robert I of the House of Baratheon, king of the Andals, Leunars, and forerunners, ruler of the Seven Kingdoms...... Damn, put all these ghost titles in there. Robert gasped weakly, "...... In my will, I hereby appoint Eddard of House Stark, Duke of Winterfell, as regent and guardian of the whole realm, and after my death, I will rule over the affairs of the state on my behalf until my son Joffrey comes of age......"

At this point, Duke Lanli did not hesitate to change Eddard Stark to his own name.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Old and New Gods...... You know how to write it later, and I'll sign it after I'm done. ”

After Duke Lan Li wrote the will, he only felt that his palms were all sweaty.

He handed the king the parchment and quill, and once again prayed to the seven gods in his heart.

I wonder if the gods really heard the prayer of the Duke of Lanli.

The king took the quill, and without looking at the words on it, signed his name on the paper, leaving a trail of blood:

"When sealing, someone needs to witness it, so go and call all the important ministers of the Imperial Council in."

"Yes, Robert." Duke Lanli's eyes flashed with excitement, and the hand holding the parchment roll trembled.

……

"What about Your Majesty?"

The Hand of the King, Duke Eddard Stark, dragged his exhausted body into the Maigar Tower.

He had just arrived in Eagle's Nest when he received the bad news from the raven.

So he could no longer take care of Lyza's mother and son, and hurried back, and on the road day and night, three horses were killed, and finally he hurried back to King's Landing.

He just hoped he had time.

"I'm afraid it's not good...... Varys moved his fat body to keep up with Duke Eddard, "Your Majesty's wounds can't heal anymore, and now it's all up to the will to survive, maybe he's waiting for you to come back......"

"Damn it! Why did you let him participate in the jousting competition? Why don't you stop him! Duke Ed couldn't control his emotions and roared angrily.

"We dissuaded. Countless times. On the other side, Petyr shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless, "But Your Majesty's temper is also well known, he is not a person who can be easily persuaded. ”

Duke Ed was also a little depressed when he heard this, indeed, his brother's temper was indeed difficult to convince.

If only I were there.

He suddenly regretted going to Eagle's Nest City.

"That contest was indeed too coincidental, His Majesty's breastplate just fell ......"

Hearing Petyr's words, Duke Ed suddenly frowned: "Your Majesty's breastplate fell off in the fight?" ”

"Yes." Petyr sighed and pretended to explain, "Our Majesty is indeed a little too fat......"

Duke Eddard's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

It suddenly dawned on him that this didn't seem like a coincidence.

The man who put the armor on the king is none other than Lancel of the Lannisters......

"What about the other contestants in that team competition? Have you interrogated you? Were they commanded? ”

"I've asked a few of those who survived." "No problem. ”

"How many survived?" Duke Ed was a little incredulous, "The Seven Gods are above! How many people died in that fight? ”

"Actually, there are no dead people in the competition. But after His Majesty was injured, when the 'Demon Mountain' went to rescue the driver, he didn't control his anger and killed a lot of people. "You know that guy has a fiery temper. ”

Now Duke Ed's brow furrowed even tighter.

How could he not know that the "Magic Mountain" was a mad dog raised by the Lannister family.

At this time, let this mad dog out, is it to extinguish the mouth?

Considering the rumors of his son Bran being pushed off the tower, and the rumors of the queen and his brother Jaime's cheating, Duke Ed became more and more suspicious of the Lannisters.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, he just wanted to see his brother quickly.

When a few people came to the king's bedchamber, they happened to meet Duke Lanli who came out.

When Duke Lan Li saw Duke Ed, his eyes shrank slightly, but there was no difference on his face:

"Lord Eddard, you have come back just in time, Your Majesty has just made a will, please come in and witness it."

"Your Majesty has made a will?" Petyr looked at Duke Lanli in surprise and disbelief.

But Duke Ed didn't notice anything wrong, and strode towards the bedchamber.

Duke Lanli hurriedly stepped forward, stuffed the parchment roll into Duke Ed's hand, and said:

"This is a will made by His Majesty, and you will preside over the seal later."

Duke Ed took the will, and was not in the mood to read it, so he strode into the room.

"Robert!" Duke Ed looked at his dying brother on the bed, and his vision was instantly blurred by tears.

Duke Lan Li was afraid that the two of them would show their stuff if they talked too much, so he urged:

"Since Your Majesty has prepared a will, please ask the Hand of the King to preside over the seal."

"Yes, Eddard...... Hurry up, do it well, let Lao Tzu die! Robert exclaimed, "I'm dying of pain!" ”

Duke Ed suppressed the grief in his heart, opened the will, and confirmed Robert's signature, but he couldn't help but read the contents.

The will could not be read by the Council until after the king's death.

In the presence of everyone, Duke Ed rolled up the parchment, drizzled it with sealing wax, and then took the seal and covered it.

"All right, Your Majesty."

When Robert heard this, he seemed to be relieved at last, and exclaimed:

"Paischer, come and give Lao Tzu pain relief! Damn, Lao Tzu can finally die! ”

The scholar Paisher hurriedly made a cup of poppy milk and served the king to drink it clean.

Robert threw away his glass and muttered blankly:

"Can I dream?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, you will have a good dream." Duke Ed comforted with a trembling tone.

"That's good." Robert smiled miserably, "I'll say hello to Jon Arryn for you, and hello to your sister Lyanna, I miss them so much......"

With that, the king closed his eyes tiredly, and sank his whole head into the pillow.

(End of chapter)