Three years ago, You Lun's face was washed away by the Black Dragon Flame. Although he survived, he lost his handsome face and became an ugly man with a scar on his face.
Before Cersei paraded through the streets, the nuns had shaved off all her hair, including her eyebrows. Now, her head was covered with a ragged buzz cut, which made her look ugly.
"Hair can grow back, but the scars on your face will never recover," Cersei said calmly as she returned to her seat.
"If you knew where these scars came from, you wouldn't be so mean."
You Lun touched his black, hard skin and said, "They came from the dragon flame of the Megalosaurus. Danny Rize and her three dragons attacked me together.
In today's world, who would be able to escape from the surprise attack of three giant dragons?
She burned Slaver's Bay to the ground, hundreds of nobles in Volantis died, dozens of princes in Lys were melted into meat in the dragon flame, and even Braavos...
So, this scar represents glory.
I can proudly say to everyone that this is the medal of my battle with the three Megalosaurus and the Mother Of Dragons!
But you... on the contrary, your hair can grow back, and it will be as shiny as gold, as smooth as silk.
But the glory you lost in the gutter will never be found again. "
You Lun's skin had lost its normal texture, and there were no pores. It looked smooth and even reflected the sunlight.
But the scars were black and hard, full of pockmarks and pits, and red cracks appeared when he spoke.
It was terrifying.
Cersei glared at him several times, but she turned her head away as if she couldn't bear it.
"Marry me, and I can help you build a more glorious life," You Lun said with a smile.
"You?" Cersei looked at the man in front of her and proudly raised her smooth chin. "If the Hound is still alive, he will be happy to see you, because there is finally someone uglier than him.
Oh, no, I still have a white knight, Loras.
He is uglier than you. You should go and meet him. After meeting him, you will be more confident than you are now. "
"Hound, you and Loras can form the 'Knights of Fire of the Westeros'. Hahahaha …" Cersei covered her mouth and laughed.
You Lun leaned back in his chair and lifted his hips as if he didn't mean to. He said lazily, "A man's confidence never lies in his appearance. If you don't have a deep understanding of certain abilities, you won't be able to discover them. "
Cersei glanced at him, and the disdain in her eyes deepened. "There's no need to try. I'm experienced. I can see through you with one glance."
You Lun raised his index finger and shook it gently. "No, you don't understand. You don't understand what I can do.
I've said it before, in this world, only I can help you restore your honor. Or are you going to give up just like that? "
"Give up what?"
You Lun's eyes flashed as he said, "Revenge and the Iron Throne."
Cersei leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Tell me about it."
"You must want to take revenge on the Great Sparrow and everyone who laughed at you, right? You don't want to leave King's Landing and give up the Iron Throne, right? "
You Lun's smile widened when he saw Cersei's expression change.
"I can help you!"
"Lannister's army in Riverlands has returned to King's Landing, but your uncle has never planned to massacre the Holy Cathedral. But some shame can only be washed away with blood. "
You Lun leaned forward slowly. He could almost smell the sweet fragrance of the Empress Dowager's breath from a palm away.
"I can!" he said.
Cersei looked at him, almost as if she could smell blood on his dark blue lips. She was fascinated by the taste.
She licked her full red lips and asked, "What can you do?"
"I can kill all your enemies, all of them!" He stared at those moist lips and emphasized.
"Men love to boast, especially when they have other plans for a woman."
Cersei suddenly smiled, charming and seductive.
"If a man has no plans for you, Empress Dowager, then he is not a man. But I am different from others. I never boast. "You Lun smiled as well.
Cersei leaned back and put some distance between them. She then leaned back in her chair and put away all her emotions. "Prove it to me."
"You have to marry me first."
Before Cersei could mock him, You Lun raised his hand and said quickly, "Killing him is easy, but without him, who can guarantee that you will marry me?"
"Kill who?" Cersei's eyes flashed.
"Who else could it be? The person who stopped you from ascending the Iron Throne, of course. "You Lun smiled.
"Maybe … he doesn't have to die." Cersei paled and hesitated.
"Don't be silly. All the ministers are his men. Lannister's army is also under his control. Even you are under his control, aren't you? You don't like me, but you still want to marry me. "You Lun shook his head.
"How dare you say that to me."
Cersei pursed her lips. Her beautiful face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost. Her hands were clenched tightly and trembling slightly.
"Because I am your husband. Husband and wife are of the same mind."
Cersei was dazed for a moment. Legar and Robert appeared in front of her eyes.
Finally, the image stopped on a golden-haired man who shone like the son of the sun.
Jaime, where are you?
Do you know that I am about to get married?
Once again … you are not the groom.
Cersei felt a dull pain in her heart. Her expression became firm as she declared loudly, "Give up. I will not marry you.
I want the Iron Throne so that I can live my life according to my heart. I will not put the cart before the horse! "
"You are so cute!"
You Lun smiled playfully and said slowly, "Tiemin controls the door to Highcourt and the Shield Islands. Tiemin firmly guards the door to the Northern Territory. Roose Bolton's ten thousand troops have been blocked at Carlin Bay for two years. The Iron Fleet is suppressing Lannister's fleet and restraining Qingting Island's fleet so that Redwin does not dare to act rashly."
"If I want to, I can immediately send troops to Coastal City, sweep through Hejian, destroy the royal territory, and even occupy the empty Western Territory."
"Everyone hopes that you will marry me. If you marry me, you can easily solve all these problems. If you marry me, the royal family will also lose a piece of sh * t. "
"Sh * t?" Cersei clenched her teeth.
You Lun shrugged and said disapprovingly, "Don't doubt it. You stink worse than sh * t. If you don't believe me, go walk around the streets of King's Landing. You are almost the model of a wanton, depraved woman. Your name will go down in history. "
Cersei's face was ashen.
"Your Highness, you have to understand that everywhere you look, you are surrounded by enemies. Even the Big Sparrow and Danny Rize, these two powerful enemies, are closely allied.
You need power. Power cannot appear out of thin air.
Either you return to Casterly Rock and live alone for the rest of your life, or you find an ally. Who is more trustworthy than your husband?
And in the Seven Kingdoms, who is more powerful and influential than me? "
This time, Cersei did not mock or refute. She fell silent and pondered in silence.
Even with her walnut-sized brain, she could understand that You Lun's words were very correct.
She needed an ally!
At night, after a luxurious welcome banquet, Kevon came to the queen's chambers alone.
"How is it?" he asked.
"You said that he is very handsome."
Under the candlelight, there was a flickering shadow on Cersei's fair and lustrous face.
"He was indeed very handsome before. And, the scars under the Dragon's Flame, no matter where they are, are not ugly. They are glorious medals! "Sir Kevon said seriously.
This was not a polite remark.
Except for superficial people, the scars left behind by a knight after a battle would never be laughed at.
The scars from the battle with the three Megalosaurus and the Mother Of Dragons were the most glorious marks.
At tonight's banquet, knowing that the scars on Duke You Lun's face (he was actually the king) face were burned by the Great Guardian of Light, countless knights raised their cups to toast him; countless ladies and noblewomen were moved and gave You Lun all kinds of explicit hints.
— — Seven Gods above, everyone knows how terrifying the Great Guardian of Light is. But You Lun fought against four people, the Mother Of Dragons and the three brothers of the Great Guardian?!
Not to mention King's Landing, now, You Lun went to any sea trade city in the world and explained the origin of the scars, it would attract sincere praise.
"What about Jaime? Did you find him?" Cersei asked.
"Someone saw him with the 'Roseless Iron Guard' in Saltfield Town," Kevon said.
"The Roseless Iron Guard … Brittany Tass, that buck-toothed woman who is as ugly as a pig?"
Cersei's nails dug deep into her palms without her realizing.
Yes, even Cersei of King's Landing knew Brittany's name as the 'Roseless Iron Guard'.
"Jaime is not dead. He left the army of his own accord and followed her. After that, he …"
At this point, Sir Kevon sighed and shook his head. "If Jaime can be removed from his position in the Kingsguard, it would be good for him to marry Lady Brittany. She is a righteous and noble female knight with a heart as bright as gold. "
"Have you gone senile? You can take the comments of the Mother Of Dragons seriously? "Cersei shouted, glaring.
"Danny Lys is a legendary female knight. No matter what you think, everyone agrees with her, "Kevon said.
"My swordsmanship was also very good back then. I beat Jaime to tears. But my father did not allow me to practice martial arts. Otherwise, I would have led my own troops to war. How would I be in such a predicament today?
Maybe I would have won the crown of love and beauty and become a legendary female knight before that woman, "Cersei said resentfully.
"You were only three or four years old then?" Kevon's mouth twitched.
"Jaime cannot marry Brittany. He is a Kingsguard!" Cersei said firmly.
"You can also dismiss a Kingsguard. Have you forgotten Sir Barristan? Marrying a Roseless Iron Guard can wash away the stains on Jaime and let him go back to inherit Casterly Rock. "Kevon sighed.
His words were not selfish at all. They were all for Jaime and Lannister.
"You copy me?"
"Why can't I copy you? I'm doing this for you! "
The fact that her and Jaime 'fate was controlled by someone else made Cersei angry and helpless. Impulsively, she began to speak without thinking and roared, "I'm incestuous, I'm lewd, I'm god-slayer, I'm king-slayer, I don't care about laws and ethics. Why don't you learn from me?"
Kevon's face turned red, his eyes spitting fire, but he had nothing to say.
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