Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 569

Chapter 569 Viserys: You will inherit my dragon!

“Don't be afraid, Anna.”

Rega's face was complicated, and he probably guessed the course of the matter.

The young dragon became restless and went crazy, accidentally injuring the two brothers and sisters who came to see the dragon.

"Jenny, is this how you take care of my child?"

Rhaenyra's eyes were filled with doubt and anger at her eldest son's accident.

"No, it was an accident."

Jenny was helpless and defended: "Danny almost had an accident too."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and motioned for the other person to look outside.

"Hiss!"

Blizzard held its head high and neighed, carrying the driver slowly into the dragon's lair.

Daenerys's eyes were hazy, her face was unnaturally flushed, and she was in a state of drunken confusion.

"Blizzard, slow down."

The little girl's eyes were in a trance, and she felt that the scene in front of her was shaking wildly, and her thin figure was swaying back and forth along with it.

Blizzard glanced with golden vertical eyes and lowered his back as low as possible to prevent the driver from falling.

With this scene in front of my eyes, it is difficult to detect the small movements of one person and one dragon.

Eager to prove it, Jenny pointed at Blizzard and said, "Dany was carried on the back of this dragon and almost died just now."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Rhaenyra sneered, took her eldest son's burned arm, squinted at the docile Blizzard, and asked, "My son was burned when he came into contact with a dragon, but your daughter got a dragon."

"Mother…"

Belron's face froze and he wanted to explain.

"shut up!"

Rhaenyra reprimanded loudly and said angrily: "You have always been the most stable child. This is the first time you have been hurt by a dragon."

The dragon is like the most dazzling rose in the garden, and its charming appearance contains endless dangers.

Everyone who comes into contact with dragons will leave scars to one degree or another.

Not to mention Rhaegar and Aemond tamed the wild dragon and were injured by the dragon's resistance.

Just like the dragon warriors who guard the dragon, everyone has scars left by the dragon.

For this reason, every dragon dragon must have a dragon crystal dagger.

If you encounter dragon flames, use this to quickly understand the pain.

Rhaenyra looked over her eldest son's body with evil eyes.

My hair is slightly burnt, my back is red and hot, my knees are scratched and bruised...

Rhaenyra took a deep breath, glared at the innocent-looking Jenny, gritted her teeth and said, "How do you want to explain?"

She couldn't believe that Bellon would be attacked by a dragon.

The eldest son has been very popular with the dragon since he was born.

No dragon had ever tried to harm him.

Faced with the questioning, Jenny also became angry and said coldly: "Anna **** off the black dragon, and Bellon protected her sister. I only know this much."

What the other party meant was nothing more than suspicion that she intended to harm Bellon.

It's simply ridiculous and unreasonable.

"Gray Shadow and Ilagas have a harmonious relationship, and they have been in contact with Belron longer than any other Dragonite!"

Rhaenyra raised her voice and approached menacingly.

"Mother."

Belron was panicked and hurriedly stopped him.

"Rhaenayla, I said I didn't!"

Jenny's face was as cold as frost, and she argued unwillingly.

The two women got closer and closer, with only a 6-year-old child between them.

The old people were stunned and backed away with shrinking eyes.

Fortunately, Dragon Cave is an important place of the royal family, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

Jenny came alone, without any female companions such as Zhan Sifu and Bao Lan.

Not to mention Rhaenyra, who hurried to the dragon's lair and only asked one of the Kingsguard to drive.

In the Dragon Cave Hall, the empty environment was extremely lively.

On one side, Menghuo roared lowly, using his huge size to suppress the two restless dragons.

At the bronze gate, the blizzard slowly crawled, and the little **** the dragon's back was drowsy.

The center of the dragonstone floor.

Rhaenyra and Jeyne were both so angry that they almost lost their minds and collided with each other.

"stop!"

Rhaegar watched with cold eyes and stopped the fight that was about to break out in time.

What a ridiculous joke.

A trivial misunderstanding can actually cause a fire in the harem.

"Rhaegar, look at Baelon!"

Rhaenyra suddenly looked back, pointed at the little girl in the other person's arms, and said without hesitation: "I have taken care of Anna for so long, and the children are in peace. Jenny only took care of Belron for one day."

If Jenny had intentions, how could Bellon be hurt?

"This is a misunderstanding!"

Jenny's eyes widened, knowing that the other party was prejudiced.

"Shut up, now!"

Rhaegar had a splitting headache and walked quickly between the two to prevent the conflict from getting out of control further.

The two angry women were forced to separate, staring at each other coldly.

"Don't argue for now. Tell the truth in everything."

Rhaegar frowned and pulled out Belron who was caught in the middle.

Belron's eyes were red and he was panicking about the situation.

"Don't be afraid, my child."

Rhaegar comforted softly and sighed softly: "They are all prejudiced. Come and tell me what happened."

The woman who protects her cub has no sense at all.

Not as trustworthy and reliable as a child.

"Father, that's not the case."

Belron raised his hand to wipe his tears and said fearfully: "Ilagas lost control. I said the language of dragon training, but I did not accept its kindness."

"Ilagas shows his favor to you?"

Rega looked sideways at the struggling black young dragon and said in shock: "That's why it attacked you."

The instruction for a young dragon to accept the dragon king's bloodline means acknowledging the conclusion of a relationship.

Belron rejected Ilagas and suffered backlash.

"Yes." Belron looked around, then lowered his head and cried: "I wanted to protect Anna, and subconsciously spoke the language of dragon training."

Hearing this, Rhaenyra and Jeyne were both stunned.

No one expected that the important reason for the baby dragon's attack was revenge. Rhaenyra, in particular, looked at her eldest son with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say.

"no!"

Suddenly, Anna, who was lying in Rhaegar's arms, poked her head out and explained with tears in her eyes: "It's because I want to ride on the dragon's back that the dragon becomes angry."

As he spoke, his little body trembled and he apologized with a cry.

When Jenny saw this, she took out a handkerchief to wipe the little girl's tears, then tore off a corner of her skirt to bandage Bellon's arm.

This time it was the two women's turn to be silent.

Both children were at fault, pushing the accident to the brink.

Rega shook his head secretly and slowed down his voice: "Listen clearly, this was an accident."

"I always knew."

Jenny spoke calmly and bandaged it gently.

"Hiss!~"

When the silk touched the wound, Bellon gasped in pain and squeezed out tears.

Rhaenyra glanced at it, turned her head away unbearably, and gritted her teeth: "It's your own fault!"

If you have to act like a hero, you will end up pretending to be a bear.

Boom!

The misunderstanding was resolved, and the atmosphere became strangely depressing.

With the sound of crutches tapping the ground, Viserys walked over with great effort.

"Father." Rega saw him and stepped forward to help him.

"No, I can still leave."

Viserys's face was gloomy, and he used his crutch to pull his eldest son away, and his turbid old eyes scanned the three women present.

Rhaenyra and Helena were his eldest and second daughters, and Jeyne was the niece of his late wife Emma.

Helena was the most innocent, standing alone on the edge and watching Meng Huo clean up the two dragons.

Viserys glanced briefly past the usually reticent second daughter.

When Rhaenyra and Jeyne met the old king's gaze, their hearts trembled, and they quietly closed the distance.

"Cough cough cough..."

Viserys suddenly coughed violently, clutched his eldest son's forearm with his big dry hands, and said solemnly: "Rhaegar, I have heard a lot. As a father and a later person, I want to tell you that running a family is not easy."

"I understand." Rhaegar forced a smile.

"No, you're not qualified."

Viserys shook his head back and forth, called Ser Ilic who was accompanying him, and warned: "You have to know that family represents many factors, which cannot be solved by wisdom and bravery."

Ilic strode forward, holding the unconscious Daenerys in his arms.

"Dani?"

Rhaegar was startled, and when he looked again, Blizzard was already crawling at the door.

Viserys lifted his granddaughter's silver hair, touched his hot cheek lightly with his fingers, and said with pity: "My poor good granddaughter, a brave dragon master, was left behind by her parents."

Speaking of which, this is not the first time the grandfather and grandson have met.

After Daenerys was born, at the end of the farcical wedding, Viserys rode to the Eyrie on Vomithor.

After that time, his physical fitness deteriorated day by day, and he rarely rode a dragon for many years.

"Father, I'm sorry."

Rhaegar held Anna with one hand and took Dany with the other.

"There's nothing to apologize for."

Viserys was very open-minded, with a smile on his pale face: "Both girls are good girls. I often come here to take them to talk to my grandfather."

When Jenny heard this, her eyes flickered slightly.

Did the old king mean to protect his two daughters?

Rhaenyra secretly clenched her fists, feeling sour in her heart.

Viserys was keenly aware of the eldest daughter's little thoughts, took her clenched bare hands, and wrapped her two big hands tightly.

Rhaenyra looked back in shock.

"Rhaegar did nothing wrong."

Viserys's eyes were gentle, and he gave all his fatherly attention, reminding him: "Belron is a good boy, and this marriage will definitely strengthen the family."

Rhaenyla felt aggrieved and pulled her palms without breaking free. She pursed her lips and said, "Maybe."

Without Janie, those two children wouldn't exist.

She has given in step by step.

"My daughter, I have always known that you have been wronged."

Viserys raised his eyes and looked at each other, and said sincerely: "But you are a sister, and occasional patience is necessary."

"Father~~"

Rhaenyra's heart trembled and she couldn't help but shed tears.

After all these years, only her father still remembers her efforts.

"Okay."

Viserys smiled slightly, and a thousand words came together into one warning.

Rhaegar watched silently as his father resolved the conflicts for him one by one.

In the early days of my father's reign, the family's power was weak, but they managed to survive with their own means.

On the contrary, it was me. Now that there were many people in the family, the shadow of internal strife began to emerge.

Viserys patted his eldest son on the shoulder, then pulled the lost Baerron over and said kindly: "You gave up the young dragon, can you tell your grandfather why?"

Belron raised his head and glanced at his father.

Rhaegar nodded, indicating that he could speak freely.

Belron sniffed and said with a guilty conscience: "Ilagas is very good, but I want a giant dragon."

"Oh?" Viserys thought.

Belron pointed at the light blue Dream Fire and said frankly: "I want this kind of giant dragon. I have a hunch that I need a giant dragon."

Hearing the word "premonition", Viserys's face darkened, and he said seriously: "There are very few dragons in the family, and most of them already have owners."

"I know."

Bellon lowered his head in disappointment.

All giant dragons have masters, but a dragon without an owner does not suit his wishes.

Viserys pondered for a while and said seriously to Rhaegar: "Take Baerron to meet Silver Wing, who is also a giant dragon."

Although he is not as big as an adult dragon, his age and body are enough to suppress three generations of dragons in his family.

"I will." Rhaegar agreed.

When Bellon heard this, he lost interest.

Silver Wing is only slightly bigger than the Sheep Thief, not to mention Glutton and Vhagar, but they are far behind compared to Dreamfire.

"You don't like it?"

Viserys noticed the little guy's expression, an idea flashed in his mind, and he smiled: "If you don't have a dragon when you become an adult, it may prove that you have another destiny."

"What do you mean?" Bellon didn't understand.

Viserys shook his head and laughed, caressing his head, and promised: "When I pass away and you haven't found the dragon you like, you will inherit my dragon."

(End of chapter)

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