Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 576

Chapter 576 The Desperate White Maggot

"Lanael!"

Rhaenyra was secretly frightened and advised, "You really deserve a good rest."

Ever since Daemon was kicked out of King's Landing, Lannal has had trouble sleeping and eating.

If she drags it on any longer, she won't be able to bear it, but the child in her belly won't be able to bear it either.

Lanner rubbed her brows, cheered up and said, "I'm fine, trust me."

"I can't trust you like this."

Rhaenyra couldn't help but support him in her arms.

Lanner held her stomach with one hand and frowned in pain after taking only two steps.

"Still not feeling well?"

Rhaenyra was worried.

Lanner forced a smile: "It's nothing serious."

The Bachelor had diagnosed that the previous miscarriage had caused permanent damage to the uterus.

This pregnancy will inevitably not be affected.

"Roar—"

Suddenly, a sad cry came from the dragon pit again.

Lanner took a step forward and gritted her teeth: "Vaghal is very worried about me."

"A dragon can always feel its owner's emotions."

Rhaenyra understood but did not praise: "Go back with me and stop caring about worldly things."

"I can't help it."

Lanner lowered her head and her voice was hoarse.

Rhaenyra was puzzled.

Lanner sighed deeply and said complicatedly: "My mother sent a message, and Damon led the fleet into the Sea of Smoke."

"What?" Rhaenyra was shocked and said, "Rhaega and the others have discussed that they will enter together."

"Yes, but he has never been one to keep his promises."

Lanner felt disappointed.

Rhaenyra was very angry and said helplessly: "I will tell Rhaegar truthfully. I hope Daemon will be safe."

At any time, the sea of smoke is a symbol of danger.

Even if the person who enters is a famous knight-errant prince.

At night, the flat-topped tower.

The Queen's Bedroom.

squeak—

The door opened, Rhaenyra beat her shoulders and returned exhausted.

I had just taken care of Lanner to sleep, and I was really tired.

At least he was worthy of the sea snake's entrustment.

Renee reached behind her back and untied her skirt, and unexpectedly saw a stack of papers on the round table.

The shawl and red dress fell off, exposing her beautiful body to the air.

"What's this?"

Rhaenyra changed into a blue nightgown, picked up the paper and flipped through it.

Upon entering the eyes, his complexion changed slightly.

Rhaenyra looked at each page quickly with surprise in her eyes.

All recorded above are the port taxes and various trades in Reese.

It seems normal, but circles are drawn at key points to enclose certain loopholes that are deliberately obscure.

For example: port miscellaneous taxes, secret smuggling, slave trading...

"Johanna, how dare you deceive me!"

Rhaenyra had an angry look on her face and gritted her teeth as she looked at each item one after another.

Not to mention various miscellaneous taxes, smuggling and slave trading all have the shadow of Johanna.

She was a delinquent girl who had been resold to a brothel, and she was still training female slaves and bed slaves for the powerful.

Rhaenyra grew angrier as she watched, the lower layers of her nightgown rising and falling.

Bang-

Rhaenyra's face was gloomy, she opened the door and went out.

"His Majesty."

Sir Laurent stood guard at the door and spoke in surprise.

"Don't worry about me, I'll just take a look."

Rhaenyra had a clear goal and headed straight to a certain room on the next floor.

Lorente was confused and saw a circuit diagram drawn on one of the round tables in the room.

Half an hour later.

Rhaenyra walked to a remote bedroom and raised her hand to ring the bang.

squeak—

The door was opened from the inside, and Mesalia leaned against the door frame.

"Are you looking for me?"

Rhaenyra looked up and down and asked straight to the point.

On the last page of the stack of papers, the directions for this bedroom were drawn.

Mesalia crossed her arms across her chest and said calmly: "It's me, Your Majesty."

"What is your purpose in bringing me here?"

Rhaenyra frowned.

Looking at that pale and charming face, I didn't like it from the bottom of my heart. As Damon's mistress, she shouldn't have appeared in front of her.

Mesalia was very calm and said like a normal conversation: "I want to prove that I am capable of helping you."

"Help me?" Rhaenyra shook her head and laughed, and said bluntly: "How can you help me? Besides, I don't trust you either."

If not for the support of the bottom line in his heart, the opponent is likely to be buried in Reese.

And she doesn't need help.

Mesalia was not in a hurry, and faced the rejection calmly, and extended an invitation sideways: "Want to come in? I know more about Black Swan's privacy."

Rhaenyra narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a dangerous look.

"I have no ill intentions, I just want to have a stable life."

Mesalia sighed softly, raised her hand and swore: "I guarantee it with the child in my belly."

Hearing this, Rhaenyra glanced at the other person's bulging pregnant belly and subconsciously touched her chest.

To this day, her **** still have milk.

As a mother of multiple children, she is willing to give some credit to fellow mothers.

"Tell me more about it."

Rhaenyra walked in silently, not wanting to talk nonsense.

Mesalia raised the corners of her lips, poured him a glass of wine, and talked eloquently: "Black Swan is very capable. He was Reese's social butterfly in the early years."

"His Majesty was able to take charge of Rees so quickly after the government was due to the people who operated from it."

"It is precisely because of this that the other party has many bad habits and cannot change them even if he wants to."

A woman who uses her body to dominate will never be able to get rid of the stain.

After the Three Women's Kingdom was overthrown, Reese's powerful class was able to retain 30%, and all of them had gray business dealings with Black Swan.

common interests and win their support.

Rhaenyra frowned upon hearing this and asked, "How do you know so clearly? She has never been exposed in front of me."

"How can a person at a high level look directly at the bottom?"

There was a smile on Mesalia's lips, and her calm tone concealed her unspeakable loneliness.

Rhaenyra had a complicated expression on her face, thinking of Daemon who left her behind and ran away.

The wedding that was supposed to be held was absent, and the white maggots fell back into the gutter again.

"What do you want?"

Rhaenyra looked serious.

Since the other party could give her the evidence, he must have something to ask for.

Mesalia's eyes were reserved and she confessed: "I want to seek your asylum and live a stable life."

"Why me?"

Rhaenyra remained alert.

"I was left with no choice."

Messaria was filled with sadness and said with a wry smile: "Daemon is gone and all my wealth has been wiped out. I think you are the only one who needs a smart person to handle things."

She didn't want to get close to the royal family again unless she was desperate.

These people who can ride giant dragons are no different from gods in the eyes of ordinary people.

Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, let alone a moody god.

Rhaenyra stared straight at him, as if she wanted to peek into the other person's heart, and said after a while: "You can live under my protection."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mesalia looked relaxed and bent down to salute.

"etc."

Rhaenyra held her hand to prevent her bulging pregnant belly from bending down, and said sternly: "As I said before, you must remain loyal and fight crime for me."

Mesalia was stunned and said complicatedly: "I promise, Your Majesty."

She just wanted to live well and let the child in her belly be born safely.

Until then, if the price will be loyalty and fighting the black swan.

Then she will do her best to let Black Swan know the methods of White Maggot.

Midnight, port.

Bonfires lit up the night sky and the waves crashed in the wind.

Adam looked solemn and walked to the edge of the beach alone.

A dhow anchored in the reef area.

"grown ups."

A strong man dressed as a fisherman stood on the beach and greeted him respectfully.

Adam felt a little uneasy, handed a mailbox in his arms to the strong man, and said seriously: "Do your best to send it to Qohor."

The mailbox is branded with the Seahorse clan emblem.

The strong man hammered his chest with one hand and promised, "Leave it to me."

After saying that, he turned around and got on the sailboat.

Adam watched from afar until the ship disappeared into the night.

The letterbox was given to him by Lord Corliss before he left, and he was instructed to deliver it to Lord Bartimus in Celtica.

Velaryon and the Celtigar family are related by marriage, and they are both ancient Valyrian nobles.

Bartimus chose to invest in Aemond the One-Eyed, which naturally dragged the sea snake onto the same pirate ship.

At that time, the sea serpent lost trust in Daemon and Rhaegar, and pledged allegiance to Rhaenyra.

Since all three parties are in contact, luckily one of them is the one-eyed Aemond.

"Lord Corliss, you are so thoughtful."

Adam looked complicated and turned around to go back.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Master Corliss has extra expectations for him.

His teachings are no longer limited to the code of chivalry.

(End of chapter)

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