Chapter 401 True. Blind Date Conference
A few days apart.
In the early morning, the warm sun was shining brightly, and the climate in Junlin was as sultry as ever.
On this day, people in the whole city dressed in their most appropriate clothes and walked out of their homes early.
Poor people flocked to some humble church settlement.
The nobles got up early and took their families straight to several churches in the city.
Today is the annual Girls' Day.
Although the only participants are virgin young girls, it still attracts sincere prayers from countless people who believe in the Seven Gods.
Catching up with the collapse of the Three Women Kingdom, the kingdom won the Narrow Sea War.
With a wave of his hand, King Visesli I generously gave away porridge in the streets on the pretext of the crown prince's unborn twins.
Those who do not have enough to eat can receive a portion of thick porridge and white bread with a residence permit issued by the city guard.
There were no accidents such as heatstroke.
It is hard to imagine that a little girl could say such cruel words as releasing the dragon in a helpless tone.
Collecting the crests of the Targaryens and the Seven Kingdoms.
Helena was startled for a moment, then said weakly: "I feel like going crazy."
The number of guests was so large that it was difficult to find a place to stay in the Red Castle.
For a time, the reputation of the royal family overshadowed the importance of the belief in the Seven Gods.
“Your Highness…”
"prince…"
On the cool black stone slab, hundreds of nobles were waiting eagerly, accompanied by their children, nephews and relatives.
Rhaegar glanced sideways slightly, noticing her emotions.
One body behind them, Helena and Darren were on the left and right, losing their former liveliness.
After some conversation, intensive drum beats were played, and two white knights led the people forward.
Rhaegar couldn't help but be speechless: "Don't force yourself. Rhaenyra was already traveling around the continent when she was your age, rejecting more than half of the noble men in the Seven Kingdoms."
For example, the tower on the chest, the three red dragons on the necklace, the crescent-moon eagle on the pearl hairpin, the golden rose...
After all, white porridge tastes better than brown soup, and white bread tastes better than rat meat in the soup.
Although poor people do not understand the role of a residence permit, they just regard it as an ordinary solid wood sign.
Helena had a straight face, her purple eyes flashing with uneasiness.
Early in the morning, guests from all over the place came in large numbers, handing the girls over to the nuns and leading them into the chapel behind Maegor's House to be baptized by the Virgin and the maiden.
Not as strong as Rhaenyra, who grew up as an only child.
Walking through the corridors of the hall, many familiar nobles and lords whispered greetings in a very respectful manner.
Red Fort.
It's a pity that he is introverted and not calm enough in situations.
Under the throne like a forest of swords, the sea serpent Corliss has a solemn face, acting as the king's spokesperson.
The people who received the food were all grateful to the benevolent king and sent their blessings to the crown prince's unborn child without hesitation.
The busyness continues until the sun rises high and the necessary procedures for the festival are initially completed.
Helena buried her head in her chest, which was not rich, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "I'm afraid I can't control myself, so I want to bring the dream fire."
For a girl with a reserved personality, this kind of mandatory important occasion is very objectionable.
Hearing this, it was Rega's turn to be stunned, and a black line appeared on his forehead: "Don't be afraid, it's just a cutscene."
Lega nodded slightly, his emotions calmed down extremely well.
"Are you ok?"
“Don't do this.”
For special reasons, the clothes are very luxurious.
Helena was dressed very beautifully, with long silver-gold hair tied behind her head, and wearing a gorgeous white skirt.
Fortunately, it was early in the morning and the temperature was not too hot.
Throne Hall.
Where the eyes are focused is the condescending Iron Throne.
But it did not delay the distribution of porridge at all. Every street and alley was filled with people.
Hairdresses and necklaces are the same as all kinds of trinkets, and each piece of jewelry is painted with a special pattern.
Lega's expression was as usual, and he slowly walked in with his hands behind his hands.
Viserys was solemnly dressed, wearing a golden crown on his head and a pitch-black crown. He held the clan sword Black Fire with the sword tips of his hands downwards.
It was also a forced marriage, and Rhaenyra was famous in the Seven Kingdoms.
Jason and Tyran of Lannister almost had a duel between brothers, and Samwell of Blackwood stabbed the Earl of Bracken to death...
There is also the current Earl of Blackport, an old man over sixty years old who wants to eat young grass.
He almost crawled into the ground without being publicly humiliated by Rhaenyra.
To this day, the nobility of the Stormlands still circulate the joke of that day.
This kind of fighting ability is highly recognized by Rhaegar.
He comforted the little girl with a few words and walked to the Iron Throne.
Rhaegar nodded towards his father who was sitting upright, walked over to the sea serpent and stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
Helena curtsied and stood on the other side holding little Darren.
When everyone was present, Viserys gave an insincere smile and said in a loud voice, "Let's get started!"
As soon as the words came out, some nobles came out of the queue, either alone or with their nephews to pay homage.
Most of these people are unmarried and young people of working age.
Of course, there are also some widowers who try to win the favor of the princess.
Helena pursed her lips and stood quietly, looking at each man impatiently.
He is either a middle-aged man in his thirties, or a young boy in his teens.
Sometimes, an old man in his forties or fifties walked out of the queue and introduced himself as widowed and unmarried.
It was obviously a sultry day, and Helena almost broke into a cold sweat.
Unconsciously, he let go of little Darren's hand, and put his arm on a silver-gray bracelet that turned his wrist.
The bracelet is made of ordinary material, with exquisite carvings and wear marks on the outside.
The size is also not suitable, and it is still tight on the slender wrist.
He glanced sideways at Rhaegar, who was wearing a bracelet of the same style on his wrist behind his back.
“Huh~, hold on.”
Helena tried hard to maintain her appearance, secretly warning herself not to go crazy.
Otherwise, she might be tempted to do something.
At this time, a naive middle-aged man with a stout figure came out with a sincere smile: "Dear Your Majesty, the Luowan family sends its sincere greetings to you."
On the light yellow uniform, he wears the clan emblem of "a golden tree on a white background". The Rowan family of Golden Tree City is one of the most important noble families in the Reach.
The bloodline comes from Garth the Green Hand, and the family fiefdom includes the entire north of the Riverlands, so it is quite powerful.
Viserys looked over seriously and smiled: "Count Thaddeus, it's a pleasure to see you today."
Thaddeus Rowan, a cheerful, laughing, and generous nobleman, is well-liked and respected in the Reach.
I heard that his wife passed away a few years ago and is still a bachelor.
Thinking of Allison's repeated warnings, Viserys steeled himself to talk to him for a few more words.
In the next scene, Rhaegar and Corliss looked on coldly like two wooden men.
Colliss glanced twice and said in a dull voice: "I bet he will be bald within two years."
“Lord Thaddeus is a good man and loyal enough to the royal family.”
Rhaegar replied rationally, and then whispered: "If his eldest son is not married, he still has a chance."
Helena is only 13 years old.
Thaddeus was not old enough to be her father, and even his father was not as old as the lord of the Reach.
Collis dismissed it: "If I had known today, I should have facilitated the marriage between Lannino and Princess Helena."
The original marriage to Rhaenyra was ruined, and the royal family strongly opposed any further marriage to Velaryon.
Now it seems that it is better to try harder.
Rhaegar was displeased and taunted Ramon: "I will not marry my sister to an old man, nor will I leave her a widow."
Colliss was full of confidence and said calmly: "We will wait and see what kind of talents the queen can select from the grand event planned by her."
Rhaegar was silent for a moment.
He believes that Allison is mentally ill.
In the name of caring for your children, you do stupid things.
Obviously all four children have become dragon masters, and their status is unbreakable.
But she still wants to do more and plan her ridiculous so-called Green Party.
“Wouldn't it be better to live a good life and unite as a family?”
Rhaegar glanced at the kitten-like Helena and shook his head secretly.
It can only be said that identity and heirs saved Allison.
Give her an unshakable guarantee.
Banquet hall.
A similar scene was repeated, with the female guests gathering together.
Aegon was dressed in fine clothes and was carried to a spacious seat.
He looked depressed and buried his head in depression.
Alisson did not show up, entertaining guests in another corner of the hall.
Instead, Rhaenyra and Lannar were invited, one on the left and the other on the right, to sit on the soft caves on both sides.
"Princess…"
A noble girl from the lord of the riverland greeted softly, then stepped back with her skirt in hand.
“May the Virgin and the Maiden bless you.”
Rhaenyra stroked her belly and smiled in agreement.
Meeting more than a dozen girls in a row, it is inevitable to feel a little tired.
Rhaenyra turned her beautiful eyes and leaned back calmly, assuming a comfortable posture.
She was unwilling to attend, but could not bear her father's repeated requests.
I don't know what kind of ecstasy drug Allison gave him!
Lannar asked softly: "Rhaenyla, if you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest first."
Rhaenyra waved her hand: "It's okay, we can't give up halfway."
After speaking, he turned to look at Aegon: "I have been choosing for so long, is there anyone you are optimistic about?"
Once upon a time, others looked after her for her.
Finally things have turned.
Aegon drooped his eyelids and said, "I'm sad. No matter how beautiful the beauty is, I can't see it."
There were so many women of the right age who came to meet him that he was almost spoiled for choice.
Not only did he fall in love with a few tall girls from the Western and Northern Territories, he also fell in love with their mature and plump mothers.
Had it not been for the wrong occasion, he would have wanted to go down and strike up a conversation.
However, when he thought of his mother's tough attitude towards him, Aegon felt a faint rebellious attitude.
“I won't choose any of them, you'll kill me if you dare!”
Aegon thought angrily.
Since he was a child, he received Allison's rigid education, which left a great shadow on Aegon's young mind of longing for Milky Snow.
Even if he married a commoner or a prostitute, he would never marry a Hightower.
It won't work even if the conquerors come!
In the noisy hall, the ladies chatted and chatted.
The waiters brought drinks and ice and provided rich services.
As time went by, male guests began to appear, and the band played cheerful tunes.
Leonor sat at a dining table, always paying attention to the progress of the banquet.
“You really should try this plum cake and stop being so tight.”
The gray-haired Lin Man was holding a plate of pastries and tasting them slowly and methodically.
Leonor raised his wine glass and said with a wry smile: "The war is not over yet, the banquet is a bit too grand."
“If you think about it a little bit, this is all for the sake of the royal family's bloodline.”
Linman shook his head and recalled the past: "During the period of His Majesty Jaehaerys, his children could not escape the fate of looking at each other."
Leonor nodded, feeling much more relaxed.
Look around.
Otto was at another table, talking to Mond Hightower.
There was also his eldest son Harwin, sitting alone in a corner of the banquet, with a wooden board tied around his legs.
They did not go to the throne room, but looked at the more chaotic banquet hall.
Halwin walked closer with a pout.
Leonor said: "You should take a good rest."
“The City Guard is getting used to it.”
Harwin frowned deeply, leaned over and said, "There has been a lot of commotion in Flea Bottom recently, and many golden robes have resigned from their posts without any reason."
(End of this chapter)
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