The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

King Robert's warhammer is truly formidable.

Queen Cersei's method was to make Robert Baratheon unable to stay awake, unable to stand firmly, and how to hold the warhammer steady.

Jaime's repeated admonitions still have an effect on Cersei.

This time, Queen Cersei is willing to be more patient. This kind of waiting is like a gamble and can make her heart beat. Maybe one day it will suddenly bring her an unexpected surprise.

Queen Cersei was very proud. In the Lannister family, apart from Tywin Lannister, she was the only one who could think of such a clever and flawless plan.

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Queen Cersei stepped towards Lancel. Lancel couldn't help but faced Cersei and kept backing away.

Not long after, Lancel's back hit the wall, and he had no way to retreat.

Queen Cersei and Lancel were only one punch apart, and Lancel wanted to melt his body into the wall.

Queen Cersei lowered her eyes first, then raised her eyes and looked directly at Lancel: "Lancel, what you have to do is very simple. Give Robert the drink I prepared. That drunkard might still be able to drink it." praise you."

Lancel's pupils shrank and his teeth chattered: "Cersei, you want to poison?"

Queen Cersei frowned and raised her voice slightly: "Lancel, are you scared to death? Are you worthy of being a Lannister lion?"

Lancel paused, and the honor of his family seemed to bring him back to his senses: "Cousin Cersei, what do you want me to change for?"

Queen Cersei nodded slightly with satisfaction, and raised the corners of her lips: "I specially prepared a large amount of high-grade red wine. If you want him to like it, you may not even need to do anything, and he will become addicted himself, because he He was just a dirty drunk."

Is it okay to just change it to one with higher alcohol content?

Queen Cersei's words made Lancel feel relieved. He had been frightened by cousin Cersei's joke before.

Lancel was so frightened that he was sweating. He ignored the sweat beads on his face and smiled innocently: "Cousin Cersei, your joke almost scared me to death. Leave it to me to change the alcohol. I think King Robert might still like it very much. If he is happy, he will scold me less. Thank you for your trouble. Why didn't I think of it..."

Lancel could say no more.

Queen Cersei was smiling, but this smile felt more and more weird in Lancel's eyes, making him feel like he was an idiot.

Queen Cersei patted Lancel and said softly: "It's so stupid and cute."

Lancel's body froze, and he noticed a pair of unfamiliar and soft hands moving around underneath him.

"There are two kinds of wine, one is twice the usual amount, the other is three times the usual amount..."

"Sister Tang, your... hand..."

Queen Cersei lowered her eyes and said in a cold voice: "Lancel, don't move...tell me how to arrange this wine?"

Lancel's breathing was heavy, but he maintained a trace of sobriety: "I... think... twice as much as I usually drink for His Majesty, but triple the amount, I can't think of it."

"Robert, what else do you like to do besides drinking?"

Looking for a female branch girl!

Lancel, whose brain was in an active state, couldn't bear to blurt out the answer: "Hunting?"

Queen Cersei raised her eyes, stared at Lancel, and said, "Do you know what to do?"

Lancel swallowed and nodded silently.

"So, my future hero Lancel, do you want to get a reward from the queen now? Or wait until you are successful? I think you are too active. My cousin can make an exception for you."

Lancel's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but move his eyes downwards. After seeing clearly, he immediately looked away and whispered: "Cersei, I am your cousin."

Queen Cersei just looked at Lancel with the corners of her lips curled up without replying.

No, maybe cousin Cersei is drunk, I need to leave right away!

Everyone in the Red Keep knows that Queen Cersei never leaves her cup.

Lancel took a deep breath, escaped from Cersei's clutches, straightened his clothes and said, "Cousin Cersei, don't worry!"

After saying that, Lancel did not say goodbye to Queen Cersei, and left the room as if fleeing.

After Lancel left, Queen Cersei hummed a tune, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of summer red.

Queen Cersei used means to achieve her goals and felt very happy.

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Night, Kleber's tent.

"Good night, Miss Margery."

"Good night, Baron Green."

Green, who had just finished dinner, received a direct visit from Little Rose of Highgarden.

After Green asked Margaery Tyrell to sit down, the generous Green ordered his attendants to light a few more candles in the tent.

Green looked at Margaery with a smile on her face and thought to herself that little rose was much more pleasing to the eye than Vilas who was pretending to be kind.

Compared to the low-key luxury when we last saw her, Margaery Tyrell's outfit tonight was much more gorgeous.

Margaery Tyrell's light brown hair was gathered to one side, hanging lazily on her beautiful collarbone.

Margaery Tyrell straightened her upper body and folded her hands, sitting in a very graceful posture.

After Green entered the account from Margaery Tyrell, he saw no matter how she was dressed, sitting or looking, it was clear that Margaery Tyrell who was visiting tonight was the daughter of the Duke of Highgarden, not the third daughter of the Duke of Highgarden. A noble lady who was full of affinity when we met.

The Duke's Daughter... Thinking of this, the figure of Littlefinger Petyr suddenly popped into Green's mind.

It seems that Littlefinger Petyr will only fall in love with the Duke's daughter.

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A smile flashed across Margaery Tyrell's eyes: "I heard in Highgarden that Baron Green was injured. I was really worried, so I came over to visit him overnight."

It might be a bit embarrassing for an ordinary person at this time, but Lord Green is not an ordinary person.

Green frowned slightly, put a palm on his chest, and said in a weak voice, "Thank you Miss Margery for your concern. I'm fine."

The air inside the tent was stagnant for a second.

Margaery Tyrell covered her mouth and smiled softly, her beautiful eyes turning into crescent moons: "Baron Greene, I kind of admire your... sword skills."

Green spread his hands and said, "I still have to thank Miss Margery again for her thoughtfulness."

After a pause, Green continued: "Miss Margery, I am a swordsman and I am not very polite. If you need my help, please speak up and I will be happy to help you."

Margaery Tyrell's showy hand flexed slightly, but she immediately stretched it: "Baron Green, after hearing that you were injured, I was really worried. You are our guest after all, and the Tyrell family wants to protect you in the Reach. The safety of the Tyrell family is about the honor of the Tyrell family."

Green's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded politely while stroking his chest.

Margaery Tyrell said with a smile: "In order to express Tyrell's lack of care, and so that Baron Green can go back and recover in peace, my grandmother specially asked me to bring you some golden dragons."

Little Rose’s grandmother? Olenna Redwyne, known as the Queen of Thorns?

The mother of the Inflatable Fish Duke... Green's expression became a little strange: "With all due respect, Miss Margery, may I ask how much your grandmother asked you to bring?"

Margaery Tyrell blinked, paused, and her tone was still soft: "Three thousand golden dragons."

really!

Green raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

What was in his mind was: I’ll give you 5 million and leave my son!

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