Sansa's blue crystal-like eyes darkened a little, and she said softly, "You planned to marry me to Sir Harold Hatton. You had me seduce him, and now, I've already bewitched him. "
She knew he wouldn't marry her. She always knew.
Even if he took her body, he insisted that she marry the heir of Arryn Vale, Harold Hatton, the son of Robert Arryn's cousin.
In order for her to succeed, he even taught her how to properly use her delicate appearance and growing body.
She really did succeed. She seduced that man.
"The situation has changed."
Littlefinger sighed and explained, "Robin (Robert's nickname) won't live to adulthood. If I want to continue controlling Arryn Vale, I must first control the next heir of Arryn Vale, which is Harold.
But Targaryen is back. Targaryen doesn't care if the master of Arryn Vale has Jon Arryn's blood. He would even be happy to see Arryn Vale change its name.
So, I no longer need Harold.
Or rather, the best choice is no longer Harold.
If you marry Aegon, he will give me the rightful position of King of the Vale. This is a boon for him.
And you, if you marry the True Dragon, the enmity between Stark and Targaryen will naturally be resolved.
You have a common enemy, Lannister.
When you become queen, Freyr and Bolton will no longer be a problem. You can even ride a dragon with Aegon and personally witness how the dragonfire burns River Vale and Dreadfort. "
Littlefinger never hid his thoughts when it came to Sansa.
Sometimes, when she didn't understand, he would take the initiative to explain to her.
In Littlefinger's heart, Sansa was his daughter, lover, and disciple.
Watching her tactics improve step by step under his guidance, he enjoyed a strange pleasure of nurturing her.
Well, Sansa had learned palace fighting from Cersei, and now she was playing power games with Littlefinger. With the guidance of two grandmasters, she could be called the most promising player in Game of Thrones.
"Riding a dragon to burn River Vale and Dreadfort? Just like Aegon riding Bellerion to burn Helon Castle. "
Sansa's eyes lit up. Her chest began to rise and fall violently as she gasped for breath.
She was excited about that future.
For survival, for revenge, for taking back the Northern Territory, for Stark, she was even willing to marry Harold Hatton.
Harold was the heir of Ayrin Valley in name, but he wasn't born into a prominent family.
He didn't know if it was retribution for starting a rebellion "for no reason," but the fate of Jon Ayrin, the number one adoptive father in the game of swimming, wasn't good. His son was weak, his brain damaged, he couldn't live to adulthood, and his relatives died one after another.
Harold Hatton, who was closest to Jon's bloodline, was actually his sister's grandson.
The difference between their bloodlines was too great.
Moreover, Harold wasn't a good person either. He had two illegitimate children before getting married.
Although Aegon's identity was a little unclear, he was still the eldest nephew recognized by the Dragon Queen. He was young and promising, had a good upbringing, and did not gamble or whore … Er, his purity was ruined by Tyrion.
He also had a Dragon Queen (Dragon Queen: Dream on) and a powerful Queen Aunt who was the son of Lei Jiazi, the rightful heir to the Iron Throne. No matter what, he was stronger than Harold.
Ten times stronger!
That was why Sansa was happy to accept the new fiancé arranged by her "father".
"Aegon … will he accept?" She asked nervously.
"Don't worry, I have 100% confidence that he will agree," Littlefinger said confidently.
"But, we …" Sansa hugged his waist tightly, as if she was worried.
Littlefinger's eyes flashed. He stroked her hair and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will arrange everything. That idiot Margaery, she asked Grand Scholar Pycelle to make her moon tea, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't know that she was keeping a lover.
No one knows about the moon tea I gave you, because I made it myself. "
"Hmph, if I really go to the City of Knowledge, my necklace will be longer than that old Pycelle's."
He smiled confidently and proudly.
Just like what he taught Sansa before, without a family background or power, he could only study hard.
But he wasn't like Sansa, who had a good teacher to teach her.
He could only learn from books, and learn the wisdom of his predecessors from reading between the lines.
Even as the Chancellor of the Exchequer, he had to find money for Robert every day, but Littlefinger still took some time to study and improve himself.
Reading had changed his fate.
The eyes hidden under the red hair shone with a dark light. Sansa said timidly, "I don't want to leave you."
"Hehe, you studied with Cersei for a long time, didn't you?"
Littlefinger pressed his mouth against her fluffy hair and said softly, "Cersei married Robert, still has a relationship with Jaime, and even gave birth to three children for him. My good daughter, how many are you willing to give birth to for me? "
Sansa only said shyly, "Annoying," and didn't answer the question directly.
Littlefinger was on fire. He pressed her head against Littlefinger and said, "I also studied the ancient books of Valleglia, and learned nine kinds of spring cries, two more than the people of Kaiyuan.
Come, I will teach you … teach you how to make a man unable to stop. I will teach you how to become the purest virgin in a man's heart again. If you can fool me and satisfy me, won't you be able to get an inexperienced little prince? "
Sansa was very obedient.
Uncle Finger was the largest brothel chain in the Westeros. His experience and skills in training bed slaves was something that even 99% of the Wise Lords of Kaiyuan could not compare to.
In King's Landing, one of the most important tasks was to personally guide beautiful girls and boys, and make them his trump cards.
Now, Sansa was slowly becoming his new trump card.
.....
Old Town, City of Knowledge.
It was still the same meeting room.
However, the number of people had decreased by almost a quarter.
"It's confirmed. We have completely lost contact with Baelin. After we caught him two nights ago, the mercenary knights immediately fled and took him away from Old Town," Scholar Galador said dejectedly.
"Serves him right. Who told him to go out in the middle of the night to pee?" Professor Nolan said angrily.
"Sigh, this world … even going out in the middle of the night to pee is dangerous," a professor sighed.
"It's not dangerous to pee in the middle of the night. The danger lies in not wearing leather armor and not carrying a bow. A thousand gold royals for one person. Those wild knights went crazy.
From today onwards, do not spend the night outside the professor's dormitory. There are private bathrooms in the dormitory, "the head professor said coldly.
In the silence, a professor sighed and said, "The Dragon Queen has gone to Dragonstone Island again."
The silence continued. A deathly silence.
After a while, the head professor sighed and said, "Let her do whatever she wants. We're already like this anyway."
* Clang! *
Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Sunlight shone into the dark meeting room along with a figure.
Before the professors could curse, the person laughed and said, "Good news, Scholar Osley of Braavos has succeeded!"
"That's great!"
The professors cheered. The sunlight that shone through the door seemed to have swept away the gloominess in their hearts and the darkness in the room.
.....
Dorne, Flowing Water Garden.
Red blood oranges hung among the green leaves. The pond shimmered under the sunlight. Barefoot children laughed and played.
"What is she thinking? She's been to the Westeros so many times, but she's never looked for me. "
Under the shade of a tree beside the pond, Prince Daolang of Dorne sat in his wheelchair and sighed.
"Father, you should take the initiative. It's not difficult to send a messenger crow to Dragonstone Island," said a short girl with olive skin.
She was the heir of Dorne, Prince Daolang's eldest daughter, Araine Martell.
After she failed to kidnap Messai and was arrested, Daolang told her his secret. The father and daughter came to an understanding and reconciled.
Unfortunately, the beautiful loli Messai was caught in the crossfire and had her face disfigured by the Dark Star.
"Look at the City of Knowledge now. The scholars are not trustworthy. How would I dare to tell them such a dangerous thing?" Prince Daolang shook his head.
The messenger crows were managed by the scholars. The job of delivering the letter could not be done without them.
Even if Daolang trusted his scholars, he did not dare to trust Scholar Pylos who received the letter on Dragonstone Island.
"Then arrange for someone you trust. My sisters are all willing to be the messengers," said Araine.
"Those Sand Snakes?" Daolang nodded with a strange expression and said, "They are trustworthy, but many people know the identity of the Sand Snakes. If someone saw one of them on Dragonstone Island, what would the King's Landing think? "
Araine frowned and said, "You want to contact Danny Rize, but you are also worried about being discovered by the King's Landing. Aren't you being too cautious?
Blame Danny Rize for not coming to find you. Since the end of the War of the Usurpers, Dorne has not resisted the Iron Throne.
If I were her, I would also think that you are jealous of Regar's betrayal of Auntie. Or perhaps, you are not thinking of revenge for Auntie. "
"I am being steady! Look at the Seven Kingdoms now. Stark in the North is dead, Tully in Hejian is dead, Theon in the Land of Storms is dead, Jon's bloodline is almost dead in Irene Valley, Old Rose of the River Bend has offended the Dragon Queen and did not have a good ending, Lannister has also suffered heavy casualties. "
"Only Dorne is intact. The people live in peace and have sufficient food reserves. If Nightfall really comes, Dorne will not be afraid, "said Daolang in a deep voice.
Full beard and tail?
Have you forgotten Uncle Obran so quickly?
Araine complained in her heart, but comforted him. "If that is the case, continue to be steady. What are you worried about?"
"I am worried about your brother! Dragon Queen went to Dragonstone Island but did not come to see me, which means that she has not seen Quentin. But Quentin has been gone for almost a year … "Daolang shook his head and sighed.
"If I knew that Dragon Queen would ride a dragon to the Westeros, I would not have let him go so early. Take Sarella for example. She disguised herself as a man and studied in the City of Knowledge, but somehow, she became the Dragon Queen's magic apprentice and went to Slave Bay before Quentin, "Yalaine said with a strange expression.
Daolang smiled bitterly. "Saraela is too far away, we can't count on her. Go ask the Sand Snakes, who is willing to go to the Stone Island.
Saraela said that the Dragon Queen has mastered the ancient Valleglia's long-distance communication spell. I am guessing that she can communicate with Sir Barristan from a distance.
The Stone Island is just next to Dorne. If it is discovered, they can use it as an excuse to worry about the safety of their own sea. "
Araine rolled her eyes and smiled. "Why don't I go there myself? It will be more serious. After all, it is Barristan!"
Daolang looked at his daughter and nodded. "That works too."
.....
Actually, Daolang did not need to worry about his son anymore.
In the past half a month, Quentin and his companions had recovered.
For the first time, Danny had a direct understanding of Kui Xi's genius.
— — The number one of the younger generation was not an undeserved title.
Although Kui Xi did not like this title that Lisbon had played with, it was the general evaluation of Asia's Extraordinary World.
She was able to develop the antidote for the Gray Scale Disease and the Gray Plague based on the Dragon Queen's nonsense and the incomplete information provided by Bu Tian. Was this not enough to prove her talent?
However, when the Dragon Queen returned from Dragonstone Island, Kui Xi and Bu Tian would have to leave.
"You really don't want to stay and help me?" In the garden on the top floor of the Great Pyramid, Danny looked at the blue-robed and red-masked witch and asked.
"You can win without me. The sealing project of Thunder Island's underground palace is waiting for me." Kui Xi said calmly.
"Alright, take care."
Danny nodded and looked at the Necromancer. "Master Bu Tian, thank you for this."
The Barbarian Mage looked solemnly at the black dragon sleeping on the wall and said with a complicated expression, "No need to thank me. You let His Majesty Big Black follow me to the Barbarian Land to treat the plague. I don't even know how to repay you!"
Danny, who was about to say a few more polite words with a smile, was suddenly stunned. She asked, "You saw through it? You called him 'His Majesty'? "
"Yes, your black dragon is a demigod. I have poor eyesight and only understood after half a month. "
Bu Tian secretly glanced at Kui Xi beside him. Seeing that she did not show any strange expression, he sighed in relief.
The old man did not see through it at all. It was Kui Xi who told him.
"I see …" Danny thought of the big sparrow who did not do anything, and a thought jumped into her mind.
She rubbed her smooth little chin and whispered, "I want to make a deal with you."
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