Illyrio felt someone move him, and in front of him was a white shaky halo.

But he didn't hear anyone speak.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt a shock all over his body, as if he had been thrown on the hard floor.

But he didn't feel any pain.

He has enough fat. It can block the rebound of the ground, but it can't block the cold of icy water.

The white halo in front of his eyes disappeared, and he fainted.

He was obese and had not eaten for too long.

When he woke up, he felt warmth.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what was before him was a very young face, his eyes were bright, full of unruliness, and with a hint of contempt and pity for Illyrio.

Aegon VI Targaryen was watching him.

Illyrio looked at Aegon intently, and after a moment, he was sure that it wasn't a dream, and that he hadn't run into Aegon in hell.

There was warm sunlight shining on him through the high, narrow window.

He narrowed his eyes, and the sun felt so good on his face.

"Get up and eat something. "Aegon is rebellious and calm in it.

This kid's psychology is unusually strong.

Illyrio sat up slowly, feeling weak.

In front of him, there was a pot of wine, a plate of roasted meat, a serving of rice, and a small pot of bacon soup.

Illyrio's stomach made a sound.

When he woke up, his hunger was not strong, but when he saw the food, he lost control.

I don't dare to drink the wine anymore, because I have been fooled once.

Illyrio didn't see the mouthwash.

Accustomed to the life of an aristocracy, his attention to detail has become a habit.

Of course, there is no sink for washing hands.

It didn't matter, Illyrio had already picked up the bacon soup, and he went to the corner of the room, and although there was a window in the room, it was so high that you couldn't climb it. The window opened on the wall opposite where Illyrio was lying.

Illyrio rinsed his mouth with bacon soup in the corner of the house.

The smell of the mouth had faded, but it felt uncomfortable.

Illyrio, who can still care about this bit of suffering, shows that he has not been truly knocked down by the pain.

"Your Majesty, have you eaten?" asked Illyrio, after rinsing his mouth.

Aegon didn't answer him, his eyes were on the ceiling on the roof, and he didn't speak.

Illyrio followed Aegon's gaze to the ceiling, which was high and carved with various beautiful images.

"This is in the Prince's Palace. Illyrio said.

Aegon still didn't speak, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Illyrio felt the oppression of the atmosphere.

He began to eat.

The food was very fragrant, and it was the only delicacy that he had really whetted his appetite in decades.

Illyrio finished his meal and raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth.

It was the first time in decades that he wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

With no servants, no handkerchiefs, no bidets, and no mouthwash, Illyrio quickly learned to be simple.

When he wiped his mouth, he realized that his clothes were clean.

Someone helped him change his clothes when he lost his senses.

Illyrio unscrewed the flask and sniffed it first, it was real wine.

"Your Majesty, do you want a bite?"

Aegon was still looking at the ceiling, but this time he spoke: "Illyrio, as good as you have done to me, if you say anything more, I will kill you." ”

Illyrio's open mouth didn't make a sound, he gagged his mouth with a flask and began to gurgle his drink.

Wine!

He drank it all in one go.

The strength and energy also seemed to return to him with the wine.

While Illyrio was eating, the small hole in the door kept an eye on what was going on inside.

When Illyrio let out a sigh of relief and put down the flask, the door opened, and Will and Varys and Daenerys stood in the gate.

They didn't move, and a soldier walked in and took the cups and plates.

Illyrio watched as the door slowly closed in front of him.

Will's eyes were calm, Varys's eyes were pitying, and Daenerys's eyes were sharp.

Softly, the door slammed shut, and then there was the sound of chains locking.

Footsteps were heard, and everyone had already walked away.

Illyrio stepped back to the other side, keeping a safe distance from Aegon.

He began to talk to himself.

"Uh, Varys, I have something to say to you, do you agree?"

"Illyrio, say whatever you want to say to me. Varys's voice.

He plays two roles alone.

As the second intelligence manager of the Essos Continent, learning other people's voices is a small skill, not worth mentioning.

Illyrio peeked at Aegon, who was still looking at the ceiling, and without saying a word, he was like a sculpture.

Aegon didn't want to talk to Illyrio, but Illyrio had too much to say to him.

But he also learns about Aegon's terrible side, that he has talent, brains, leadership skills, and that he is truly not afraid of death and enjoys pain.

"Are you my friend and brother for thirty years......?"

"Illyrio, say whatever you want to me. Aegon's gaze was still on the ceiling, but his tone softened.

He knew that Illyrio wanted not to say anything to him, not to himself.

Illyrio tentatively approached Aegon, cautious and wary in his eyes.

He had seen Aegon slash his own sword, which had severed Sister Lemore's arms, and added a sword that stabbed Lady Lemore to death.

"Your Majesty, I understand your suffering, I understand what you have done, and there is no one more suitable to sit on the Iron Throne than you. Aegon's head moved slowly until he finally looked at Illyrio.

He just looked at Illyrio fixedly.

Illyrio stopped approaching, he felt himself sweating, could Aegon suddenly burst out and grab him by the throat? he didn't know, so he had to be careful.

Aegon didn't move.

Illyrio was no longer near Aegon, and he had to take his time.

"Your Majesty, Daenerys ......" Illyrio paused to see if the name would irritate Aegon, but no, Aegon looked at him with a calm expression, his Aegon was gone, and the madness in his eyes was gone, but maybe it was an illusion.

"Daenerys accuses you of not killing Sister Lemore, thinking you shouldn't have killed him with a sword, but I understand you. If you don't kill Mrs. Lemore, Mrs. Lemore is still suffering from a broken arm. Killing her with a sword is actually the best way to do her. It's just that Daenerys is a weak woman who simply can't understand the correctness of your actions. ”

Aegon remained calm, but the stiffness of his expression softened, and he shifted his sitting position to make himself more comfortable.

A person who holds a movement for too long, the body is stiff, and it is not comfortable.

This little detail gave Illyrio the confidence to continue.

"Your Majesty......"

"I'm no longer Your Majesty, I'm a prisoner. Please call me Little Griff. "I've been using Little Griff's name for sixteen years, and I've been using Aegon's name for only a few months. ”

"Okay...... Little Griff......"

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Chapter 0827 2 The Truth of the Past Will Conspiracy Step by Step

"Little Griff, no matter what others say, think, or think, you are right to slaughter Reece City!" said Illyrio, "We have seen the rest of the situation, you surrendered Mill and Telosi without killing a single person. There is no greater commander than you. ”

Aegon sneered: "Illyrio, there is no royal blood that will end more miserably than me, I have just shown my ambitions, and I have become a prisoner who can be killed at any time, and it is my father's sister and my aunt who want to execute me." I was going to take her as a wife. ”

"You will live, I promise you. Illyrio said.

Aegon stared at Illyrio with strange eyes, "You are also a prisoner, how can you assure me?"

"All men die, and all men must serve. Little Griff, haven't you heard that?"

"I've heard the Proverbs of Faith of the Faceless One. ”

"Yes, if they let me go, you would probably be executed, but they didn't, they just wanted to spare your life, but it had to be exchanged for my life. This is the rule of the Faceless, one life for another. ”

"Who is the Faceless One?"

"The Faceless Killer I saw in the Death Hall in the Red Temple Sanctuary is Will. Whatever his true identity was, since he dared to accept the employment as the Faceless, he would understand the rules of the Faceless. Daenerys doesn't want to kill you at all, and she makes gestures to kill you for the sake of those who are loyal to you. If she really wants to kill you, no matter what I say, it's useless. ”

Illyrio spoke as he quietly approached little Griff.

There are some words that must be said close to little Griff's ear, and the wall has ears and cannot be overheard.

"Don't be afraid of me, Master Illyrio, I'm Little Griff, not Aegon VI Targaryen, that's a brutal and perverted fellow, but Little Griff isn't. Come here, my lord, you are my benefactor, you have done a lot for me, I know it. ”

Illyrio hesitated, observing Griff's expression, his eyes, and finally making sure he was safe.

Little Griff smiled, "Lord Illyrio, you dare to die for me, do you need to be afraid of me? The wounds on my body are not much better, and I am weak, and my strength is not greater than yours. All the weapons on my body have been stolen, and if I want to kill you, I can only use these two hands, but your neck is so fat, I can't strangle you. ”

Illyrio slowly approached Griff, who did not feel threatened by him.

He has been engaged in intelligence trading for a long time, and he is still very sensitive to dangerous threats. Especially when you are preoccupied with watching out for a person, some changes in the psychology of others cannot escape Illyrio's eyes and intuition.

Illyrio laughed, "Little Griff, if you strangle me, I'm afraid Daenerys will order you to be killed." ”

Little Griff looked at Illyrio with strange eyes again: "Lord Illyrio, you are more loyal to me than Sir Duck and Sir Killer, I am strange, this is not your style of investing in me." ”

"Your Majesty, do you want to know why?" said Illyrio.

But he didn't make any sound, he spoke lip sync.

Lip shape, also known as lip language.

There was no sound, and even if there was a person standing in the wall listening to their conversation, it would not be possible to see the shape of his mouth.

Aegon's brow furrowed, confused.

"You've lost your life, and there's no point in investing in anything anymore. Griff Jr. said.

"Are you willing to be my adopted son? For the sake of my willingness to trade your life for your life. "If you are my adopted son and I am your adoptive father, it will be worth it for all of this I have done." As he spoke, he drew with his fingers on the ground, and when he finished writing a word with his right hand, he wiped it off with his left.

Little Griff leaned back, looked at Illyrio, and didn't speak.

"I have no heirs, no offspring, no matter how much wealth I earn, no matter how much power I gain, I have no heirs. ”

"You can take a wife! You have enough sons. ”

"Except for the illegitimate children, I have no official sons of my own, and all of them have died. When Varys carried you to my room, I fell in love with you as soon as I saw your appearance, with your silver-blonde hair and purple eyes, and snow-white skin. I longed to have a lovely son like you, and I kept you as my son until I handed you over to Jon Clinton to take away, and I couldn't sleep for half a month. ”

"But you've never seen me. Griff Jr. said.

"I have a pact with Jon Clinton, for your safety. I can't come and see you until you have officially disclosed your identity. ”

"I don't believe that your affection for a child can be strong until the age of sixteen. Little Griff lowered his voice suddenly, "Unless there's another reason." ”

“...... No...... Absolutely nothing. Illyrio's eyes flickered, avoiding Griff's gaze.

"Lord Illyrio, I'm not stupid. Little Griff said, "What other relationship can you have with me than to invest in me? You are willing to die for me, and before you die, you told me that you want to be my adoptive father, and you want me to call you Father." ”

Illyrio's face changed slightly, and little Griff could see that he was in a stirring mood, but Illyrio immediately calmed down, and he quickly controlled his emotions: "I do want to hear you call your father, but I am indeed not your biological father, your father is Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, and your mother is Princess Elia Martell. You come from a famous family, and the Iron Throne is yours. ”

Little Griff stared at Illyrio and said slowly, lip syncing: "If you weren't my real father, you wouldn't trade your life for a prisoner." I want to know the truth, Lord Illyrio, whose son am I?"

Illyrio's open mouth froze, unable to speak, he was controlling his trembling emotions.

"You are Rhaeggar's son, and as long as you live, the Iron Throne has a chance to be yours. Many emperors and generals have gone through nine deaths to get what they want, and you are the same. The suffering in front of you is nothing, you are Daenerys's own nephew, this is the root of your turnover. Remember, after I die, you must listen to Daenerys, sincerely repent, and do what they say. Child, you are the rightful heir to the throne, and Rhaegar has no other bloodline, you are the only one. Daenerys has no ambitions, and the real winner is the one who wins in the end. ”

"You tell me the truth, whose son am I, yours, or Rhaeggar?"

"Child, with your ingenuity, I think you will figure it out yourself. ”

"Yes, I understand now, you killed Rhaeggar's child and replaced Aegon with me. ”

"No, I didn't kill Aegon, and when Varys sent Aegon, he had a high fever and diarrhea. The child is too young, hiding in Tibet, crossing the sea and bumpy, lacking care and nutritional ....... Illyrio was suddenly alarmed, and then changed his words, "You are Aegon, I called in the best doctor in the city, and finally saved your life." ”

"Aegon died of illness, and then you happened to buy a woman from a brothel, and this woman also happened to have a baby, so you made a bolder decision. Little Griff said coldly.

Illyrio said, "Little Griff, don't forget if you don't want to recognize me as your adoptive father, but please remember that you are Rhaeggar's son, and at any time, as long as you still have a life, don't give up on yourself." ”

"You're afraid that I'll show my flaws in front of Daenerys because I know it's your son, and you're afraid that I'll lose the courage and confidence to fight for the Iron Throne after I understand my identity. Say no more, Master Illyrio, I already understand everything. Although Aegon was not killed by you, it was the child's own life that could not withstand the bumps of crossing the sea, and he could not survive hiding in Tibet, and he was obviously safe, but he was killed by disease and cold. But even so, you shouldn't use your own children to impersonate Aegon and try to claim the Iron Throne on Westeros. Little Griff stood up and said loudly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Illyrio scolded.

"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm just telling the truth. Illyrio, who the hell am I?" little Griff shook his head, his hair changing color, and he grabbed the base of his ear and tore off a human skin mask, revealing Will's face.

Illyrio was like a statue.

"Do you know why the door was opened just now and you saw Will, Daenerys, and Varys standing at the gate together? Because you know that Will has the alien abilities of the Faceless. But the Will at the door is a fake, and the real Will has long been by your side. ”

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PS: Tomorrow's period.

Push the good book "The Magic Mountain of Ice and Fire", different styles.