Chapter 478 Damon's Sigh

Aegon's eyes flashed with annoyance, and he said unhappily: "What else can I say, just a few words over and over again."

He had just met Alisson and was indoctrinated with a lot of speeches about rising up and resisting.

It's a bit too strong, I need to drink some wine to slow down.

Rhaegar saw this helplessly and waved his hand: "Get lost."

"Okay!"

Aegon immediately became energetic and ran away.

Rhaegar covered his forehead and sighed deeply.

Thank goodness this kid has a dragon that can go to the battlefield, otherwise what else can we rely on him for.

Who drinks faster, or who has better sex skills?

Thinking of today's event, Rhaegar tried to adjust his state and forced himself to cheer up.

As the queen, Alisson had to attend the family meeting.

But first of all, she had to be honest.

Alison asked to see a few children, and Rhaegar met her request.

Aegon came out first, and Helena and Aemond were left in the tower.

...

The sanctuary, the top tower.

In the dim light, the air smelled faintly of mold.

Helena and Aemond squeezed in the corridor and talked to Alison through the door.

Compared with a month ago, the environment of the tower has improved.

The spider webs were cleaned, the wooden boards were spotless, and a light-transmitting window was chiseled in the small dark room.

Alison sat on the hard bed covered with a wool blanket and cried about his experience.

"I'm going crazy."

"Where is your grandfather..."

"Did Rhaegar embarrass you, how is Viserys..."

Helena looked depressed, leaning her head against the wall, listening silently.

Aemond had a complicated expression, looking at his crying mother, his one eye showed heartache.

When he heard about the things against his eldest brother and grandfather, his heartache was mixed with complaints.

Rhaegar did not treat them badly.

On the contrary, the grandfather who said he was going back to King's Landing to report on his duties was nowhere to be seen in Highgarden, Bitterbridge and other places. The whole person seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Cried for a long time.

Alisson's voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were red as he said, "You... take care of yourselves, especially little Daeron."

The three older children have grown up and have their own opinions.

Only the 6-year-old little Daeron is a child who only knows how to study hard and has always let others do what they want.

Aemond turned his head and whispered, "Little Daeron is very good. He plays with the sisters Baena every day, and no one bullies him."

Alison was slightly relieved. He reached out his hand across the empty space of the door and touched Aemond's eye mask. He choked and said, "My poor child, you lost an eye when you were so young."

"I protected my father's safety."

Aemond let his mother stroke his cheek, his voice was strong and powerful.

"What kind of father is Viserys!"

Alison's face darkened, and he warned, "You have a biased father who took advantage of the war to learn from Aegon to obtain fiefdoms, so as not to be driven out of King's Landing like Daemon in the future."

"Mother!"

Aemond shouted, not wanting to hear these words.

He had heard enough when Aegon was here just now.

Alison was stunned by the shouting, staring at his second son in a daze, unable to believe that he was being shouted at.

Aemond also realized that he had spoken out of turn, his eyes were troubled and guilty, and he thought that he should not be so rude.

Alison slid down to the floor decadently and knelt, leaning against the shabby wooden door, muttering absentmindedly: "You all hate me, even my children hate me."

As he spoke, big tears rolled down his eyes.

Aegon left suddenly, and she had long been accustomed to her eldest son's debauchery.

Aemond's roar was the hammer that broke the defense line of his heart.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant."

Aemond was so anxious that he stamped his feet and said in a tangled way: "I, I will plead with my father and eldest brother."

After that, he covered his head and ran down the stairs.

For a while, only the sad Alison and the autistic Helena were left in the tower.

Allison did not move, listening to her daughter's heartbeat through the wooden door.

Helena was her most beloved daughter, and even if she didn't say a word, being by her side could be a comfort.

"Mother, being alone will make you lose your mind."

Helena squatted down and spoke abruptly.

Allison looked at her daughter's white and tender face with freckles, and couldn't help but recall her cute appearance when she was young, and felt even sadder.

Helena was serious and solemn: "You can't be locked up in the small dark room anymore, I want to take you out."

"They won't let me off easily."

Allison complained to herself.

Helena shook her head and said affirmatively: "I will take you out."

Then she stood up and walked out.

As she walked, she muttered: "I have to think of a way."

Allison was at a loss, lying on the wooden door and watching her daughter's back, listening to her mumbling.

It seemed that a big stone was pressing on my heart, and I was almost suffocating.

...

Red Castle.

The carriage of the Velaryon family arrived at the city gate, and the guests from afar entered together.

The simple entrance team was divided into several small groups.

Soon, they entered the parliament hall.

Lyonor held his head high and led Aegon and Aemond as guests.

Corliss glanced at the two Targaryen boys and said lightly: "How is your majesty? Why don't you see the crown prince?"

Aegon curled his lips: "If you like Rhaegar, I will call him over for you."

It just so happened that he didn't want to work.

"Prince Aegon!"

Lyonor scolded, and then said: "Lord Corliss is a meritorious official, we must treat him politely."

"Yes~"

Aegon spoke weakly, as if he had exerted himself last night.

Corliss's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was too lazy to argue with this gangster. He snorted and entered the hall with sleeves rolled.

Rhaenys and Daemon were behind them, watching this scene with different expressions.

Rhaenys forced a smile and said helplessly: "Corliss is in a bad mood, I will comfort him."

She knew the reason for this party called a family dinner.

It was entirely due to her husband's persistent opposition to the peace negotiation and his extreme dissatisfaction.

"hehe."

Damon folded his arms on his chest and laughed as if watching the fun.

Leonor suggested: "Prince Daemon, if you are worried about His Majesty's health, you are allowed to visit the palace first."

"oh?"

Damon's eyes were playful and he joked: "When did my brother care about me so much? Is he still a good nephew?"

Not like Viserys' usual style.

Leonor did not answer directly and said: "You can go and take a look, and you will know when the time comes."

Then he called to Rhaenys and the guests to enter the hall.

Damon looked on with cold eyes and sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost."

Turning around, he headed towards the king's palace.

…

The king's palace.

Viserys was pale, lying on the bed panting heavily, his pupils unfocused.

"Father, adjust your breathing."

Rhaegar sat on the edge of the bed, holding his father's palms with both hands, instilling fire magic to stimulate the blood flow.

After half a month, the fragrance powder of Resurrection Orchid was used less and less, and my father often had nightmares.

"Ho ho..."

Viserys lay on his back, spitting out an unhealthy smell from his mouth, and muttered: "No more... no more..."

Rega was worried and tried to communicate: "Father, what do you not want?"

"No more."

Viserys stared at the ceiling, his head shook slightly, and muttered: "Sorry, dear..."

Rhaegar was silent for a moment.

Is the "dear" my father refers to my late mother Emma Ayling?

No more, does that mean no more urging the mother to conceive?

Maybe, it’s not necessarily Alisson.

"Wow wow wow..."

From the inner hall outside the bedroom came the cry of a baby, followed immediately by Rhaenyra's voice humming a ballad.

Rega sighed softly, took the powder box of Resurrection Orchid, pinched a little bit from the few remaining powder, and sprinkled it on his father's pillow.

Viserys closed his eyes, stopped mumbling, and gradually regained his breath.

Rhaegar smiled bitterly.

Unexpectedly, the bachelor was forbidden to use poppy milk, and in the end he relied on drugs for sedation.

"There's not much powder left."

Rega rubbed his face with both hands and said with a headache: "Xiliu is stationed in Zalis. It will take time to send people to the Sea of ​​Smoke to search for the Resurrection Orchid."

The Resurrection Orchid only grows in the Sea of ​​Smoke, so issuing a bounty mission is the best choice.

squeak——

The door was pushed open, and Damon entered with a stinky face.

He also thought about the council hall and the sea snakes venting their anger on the same enemy.

"Damon?"

Rhaenyra held a baby in one hand and looked at the visitor in surprise.

Damon was even more surprised than his niece. His eyes fell on the faces of the two pink babies and he said complicatedly: "Congratulations on the birth of twins."

"Lannaer also gave birth to a pair of twins for you."

Rhaenyra coaxed the child and said.

Damon shook his head slightly and lamented: "It will be difficult for her to give birth to another set of twins for me."

On the surface, Corliss's eldest son died, and Chaotou Island had no heir.

In reality, he was no different from Corliss, except for a son.

Rhaenyra did not dwell on this topic and raised her chin towards the bedroom: "Rhaegar is in there."

Damon glanced at the two baby boys with nostalgia, then turned and entered the bedroom.

A glance.

Viserys fell into a deep sleep, with his good nephew by his side.

"No wonder you didn't show up."

Daemon leaned against the doorframe, his face careless, his eyes focused on Viserys' pale face.

Rhaegar was not in the mood to talk trash and confessed: "My father is in a very bad state. The maester said he has a mental problem."

"Mental, or nervous?"

Damon's eyes were in vain as he probed deeply.

During the years he and Lannar traveled around the Free Cities, he spent most of his time buried in the library of Pentos.

Collect the biographies of the Dragon King family to enrich knowledge in all aspects.

Only in this way can his lonely and unwilling soul be relieved.

Rhaegar smoothed his father's frown and said cautiously: "You heard me right, it can also be understood as a soul."

The inheritance record of the Pyromancer.

The human body is an independent energy field.

Breathing strengthens the body, the body strengthens the soul, and the soul leads the body to move.

Those who are weak will inevitably have difficulty breathing, and those who are weak may have insufficient energy.

The Citadel confirmed this.

Hearing this, Damon stepped away from the door frame with a solemn expression: "The soul is damaged, and ordinary doctors cannot cure it."

He had been dubious about this.

After obtaining the binding spell from the Fitznick family, another layer of the world was officially unveiled.

He stepped forward and held Viserys's wrist, then opened his eyelids to look at him, and said silently: "My brother is like this, what are you going to do?"