Tyrion turned his head slowly, looking into Arya's eyes.

The little girl was angry.

His eyes looked down at Arya's small breasts, and then down to the little girl's waist.

The little girl is really mature and ready to eat.

"What are you looking at? I'll gouge out your eyes if you look at it again. Arya threatened.

Tyrion retracted his gaze, "Miss Stark, please cut out my tongue first." ”

"Alright!" Arya's wrist tightened, "I'll cut out your tongue first." ”

"Cut it off, so that my tongue may not tell the truth. Tyrion said, but turned his head and shut up.

"Turn your head around. Arya sharded, and blood flowed from Tyrion's neck.

"Miss Stark, are you so afraid to tell the truth? Tyrion didn't dare look back, his back stiffened, but he would never give in.

He could see that Arya's eyes were serious, and the little girl was really angry. But Tyrion didn't dare kill herself.

Arya removed her sword: "Draw your sword, little devil." ”

Tyrion was relieved, and took a sip of wine to suppress his shock: "I won't draw my sword, Miss Stark." This is Dragonstone, and I am the acting lord of the Prime Minister, and you are my guest. Excuse me, Miss Stark, what crime have I committed, you have to cut out my tongue, gouge out my eyes, and cut off my head. Tyrion reached out and touched his neck, his hands covered in blood.

Shae let out a low exclamation!

Arya choked.

She was speechless.

Tyrion touched his neck again and said, "Shae, wipe it for me." ”

He said wiping blood was as easy as wiping sweat.

"You're not afraid of death?" Arya frowned.

"I'm afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of you. Tyrion laughed.

"You're going to be scared of me. Arya's voice was like a knife, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill your woman first." ”

Shae shuddered with fear.

Tyrion hurriedly said, "No, no, Miss Stark, since you don't like to hear the truth, we have decided that we will not tell you the truth again, and we will just tell you lies." You can't take Shae from me, and you can't threaten her anymore. ”

"Miss Stark, we really don't mean anything to you!" Shae finally couldn't help himself. Arya threatened Tyrion with her life. The aristocratic lady's temper is also a little too great. She had to be brave enough to make it clear that if Tyrion wasn't there, Miss Noble would kill herself, and it would be too late to say anything.

"You made fun of me and Lord Will in public, and you dare to say that you have no malice. Arya said angrily.

Tyrion sat down on the stool, and Shae held the wound against him with a towel. Although it is a skin trauma, it is actually easy to get infected. But Tyrion wasn't afraid, Lord Will would soon be back from King's Landing, and he also had anti-inflammatory ointment in his hand.

"Arya. Tyrion stopped calling her Miss Stark so that they could be more relaxed with each other, "Why can't you listen to our jokes about you and Lord Will? Don't you think it's strange? Your reaction is too fierce, doesn't it mean that your relationship with Lord Will is not a brotherly relationship but a love affair? You yourself are in love with Lord Will, but you don't allow us to say it, let alone tell you the truth......

"Phew, Mistress Will and I are just brothers......"

"It's just brother, then we'll make a joke about Robb Stark, and you won't be indifferent at all, you don't care. But when it comes to Lord Will, you can't......"

"Miss Stark, is it hard for you to leave Lord Will, do you dream of him at night, do you always want to see his shadow when you do things, are you the first to want to tell him about any good things, you want to keep some for him when there are delicious foods, are you like that?" said Shae softly.

Arya froze.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

"But I have this feeling for my father. ”

"But Will isn't your father, he's a man you're not related to, and you're in love with him, Miss Stark. I've had the same experience as you. Shae's voice revealed grief.

"What's your experience?" Arya was drawn to Shea's words.

"I became a prostitute, and that's how my love ended. Shae sighed. This was actually a humiliation to the noble lady, but Arya didn't care about it at all, and Shae didn't notice it.

"That man abandoned you?" said Arya's voice.

"I don't deserve him, and I can't get him, but I'm crazy with my thoughts...... I'm going to be a soulless person......" Shae's eyes reddened slightly.

"Don't talk about that, the taste of the wine I drink has changed. Tyrion complained.

"Yes, my lord!" Shae smiled, hiding tears from the corners of her eyes.

But Arya couldn't keep her composure.

She felt that her problem might be serious as well.

What if she really loves Will? Watching Will marry Sansa, and then going crazy with Shae? and then falling for herself?!

No, it won't!

The words of the little devil and the prostitute are simply not credible.

Arya didn't know how she had managed to get out of Tyrion's Tower, and she eventually found herself in a seaside harbor, lined with warships and fishing boats of all sizes.

Arya remembered that the first batch of obsidian weapons had been shipped to the East Sea Lookout, and that the ship was sailing in the middle of the sea.

"How did I get here?" said Arya.

"Miss Stark, are you going to fish with us?" shouted the fisherman from one of the fishing boats.

"Okay, Daddy. Arya shouted back.

She was on this island, and she quickly got into a heated fight with the people of the local island. Everyone likes Arya Stark, who has no aristocrats. When Arya was very young, she became good friends with a little beggar on the street, and brought them home to steal bread, and was caught by the servants, which was ridiculed by her brothers and sisters for many years, and now she is still very old and fights with the people at the bottom at any time. Anywhere, I am familiar with the local low-class people.

*

At sunset, the fishing boats returned.

"Arya, you've been sullen all day, why?" asked Daddy.

Daddy is not surnamed Lao, nor is he called Dad, but the fishermen of the whole island call him that. He has white hair and a white beard, is of high seniority, has excellent fishing skills, and has excellent water quality.

"I may be in love with someone. Arya sulked.

Daddy laughed: "Arya, no matter who you fall in love with, it's a blessing to him." Daddy is ninety-one years old, and he has seen a lot of nobles, Arya, you are more noble than all of them combined, and your kind heart is the brightest star in the sky, which is heartwarming and fascinating, tell Daddy, who are you in love with?"

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Chapter 0788-2 Arya's Broom Eyebrows

"I might have fallen in love with ...... Your Excellency Prime Minister. Arya's voice was lowered as she spoke of the Prime Minister.

Daddy and his two sons were stunned, and then they all laughed.

"Lord Will, our lord. Arya, we can't wait for you to be our lord's wife. Daddy said excitedly.

Arya Stark, as their lord's wife, is the fisherman's favorite.

They all love Arya!

"But, but!"

"But the Prime Minister doesn't love you?" said Daddy frowned. He was worried about that. Arya doesn't say what is on her mind, he still has no desire at all, and when Arya says it, he really wants Arya to be their lord's wife!

"Not ......"

"Then what is there to worry about. Daddy let out a long breath. The fishermen on the fishing boats breathed a sigh of relief.

Arya didn't know she was so popular. She didn't know that wherever she went, she would be quickly welcomed by the people at the bottom. She's used to being around these people and is as good as a buddy in a very short period of time.

She never felt that her aristocratic status was any different from that of the common people, and she never did anything to despise and humiliate the common people, and she could never even learn the arrogance of speaking to the common people. What a butcher's son, an animal trainer's daughter, a servant's boy, a bakery's worker, were all her good friends. She will help them, go with them to fight with others.

"Will will soon be engaged to my sister Sansa. Arya said, tossing the pebble into the water.

The aristocratic lady's disclosure of her heart to the fishermen was something that was incomprehensible and unacceptable in the eyes of the nobles. Fortunately, the fishing boats around are also fishermen, and there are no nobles. Otherwise, there would be another joke about Arya on the table of the nobles.

"Oh, Lord Will is in love with Miss Sansa?"

"No, he doesn't love her, and Sansa doesn't deserve Will. She was afraid of even a cockroach, and once when I put a mouse in her bed, she was so frightened that she cried and didn't dare to go back to sleep for a few days. But my mom and brother thought Sansa was a better fit for Will. ”

"Let's get married. Daddy understood as soon as he heard it, "Arya, you and the Prime Minister are engaged, and it is a political marriage." The Starks are in alliance with the Will family, but if you don't fight for your love, you'll never be happy, Miss Sansa won't be happy marrying someone who doesn't love her, and the Prime Minister won't be happy. ”

Sansa was happy or unhappy Arya didn't care, but Daddy said something that made her feel excited: the Prime Minister wouldn't be happy either.

"Arya, you should go with the Prime Minister, and Sansa will find her true love. Daddy's son said. The son is in his sixties, but his health is as good as the rocks on an island.

The fishermen on the fishing boats all wanted Arya to be their lord's wife, and they had seen too many noble ladies and noblewomen, but none of them had ever had a good heart like Arya. Not a single one.

When the fishing boat docked and it was getting dark, Arya carried the fish back to Dragonstone Castle and the fishermen returned to the village.

Arya was in a good mood, and having been persuaded by her father and the fisherman's uncles, she was heartbroken to figure out what she should do and what she should do.

Sister Sansa wasn't a good fit for Will, she wasn't worthy of Will, something Arya never suspected. Sansa should find a marriage between a young nobleman with an ancient bloodline, an elegant and well-educated man, so that she can be truly happy, and she and Will can get the best happiness for all three.

For Sansa's sake, for Will's sake, and for herself.

Arya jumped across the square, and the soldiers at the gate saw Arya's shadow and opened the gate from a distance. The soldiers also love Arya.

Arya felt that she should go to Tyrion and Shae to apologize for her bad attitude this morning. She also slashed Mistress Tyrion's neck with her sword, which made her even more apologetic.

*

"Miss Stark!" Shae leaned half-against the head of the bed with her snow-white quilt.

"Call me Arya. ”

Arya is learning to paint her eyebrows and blush.

This is a technique that Shae taught her after dinner.

She studied it very seriously, then washed it off and painted it herself.

Arya never cared about her appearance.

This is the first time.

She looked at herself in the mirror and felt that it was not beautiful at all.

Compared to Sansa, she was like an ugly duck. And Sansa is the proud white swan.

Sansa's long hair is also so good-looking, and her short hair is so long and short that it looks like a dog has gnawed on it.

"Do you need my help?" said Shae.

She could see that Arya was serious about learning, but Arya had no talent for learning makeup. She drew her thin eyebrows so thick that they looked like black coals.

Shae didn't know how Arya learned swordsmanship and horseback riding with such stupidity. Don't swordsmanship and equestrianism require ingenuity at all?

"I'll draw it myself, and I'll get it done. Arya's voice was stubborn.

Shae really wanted to cover her eyes.

An eyebrow that can be drawn as thin as a willow has become a man's 'thick eyebrow'. And Arya is still entangled in the 'thick eyebrows' and refuses to give up.

"Your hands are too heavy. Shae cautioned.

Heavy hands and big hands are the words that Sister Modan said most often to Arya. Sister Modan is Arya and Sansa's teacher of manners and life. She often complained in front of Arya's mother, Caitlin Tully, that Arya's hands were blacksmith's hands and that she could not learn to thread needles and threads and knit and embroider.

"I know!" Arya complained at Shae's kind reminder.

Shae is very fond of Arya, an aristocratic girl, and her apology to Tyrion and Shae at night shows Tyrion and Shae what it means to be honest with a girl named Arya.

Such a scheming aristocratic girl has never been seen by Shay, who has an experienced life in life.

In the end, Arya finally drew her originally beautiful thin eyebrows into two broom eyebrows, and when Shae's tears were laughing, Arya dropped her eyebrow pencil and pressed Shae into the snow-white quilt and choked her neck, Shae quickly stuck out her tongue and begged for mercy.

The two girls giggled and played for a long time.

Arya sat down honestly at the dresser, and Shae, who had a wicked smile on her face, washed her broom eyebrows, and patiently and meticulously taught her thrush and lipstick again.