Isn't it?
How dare you send someone like this to seduce Little Rose?
Seeing that he had scared this guy away with just a few words, Corleone felt speechless.
However, after Osney left, the garden suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves.
Marga li stood next to Corleone, staring straight at him with a pair of big watery eyes.
The look in his eyes was really a little warm and ambiguous, almost drawing hair. Although he knew that this was the traditional craft of the Tyrell family, Corleone couldn't help but remind him, "Your Majesty?"
The voice of Corleone brought Marga li back to reality from her meditation.
She raised her head suddenly and looked into those dark eyes, a hint of appropriate shame quickly appeared on her face.
"It's all my fault, Lord Corleone."
Her voice was soft, with a hint of self-blame. "I caused a conflict between you and Osney Ser. I... I really didn't mean it. I was just thinking that you are both brave knights, and maybe you would have something in common to talk about. I didn't expect it.
"I didn't expect it to turn out like this."
As he spoke, the young and beautiful Queen lowered his head and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Corleone Looking at her delicate face, which was full of innocence and self-blame, as if she was really thinking about herself, I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
Well, it is indeed the ancestral craftsmanship of the Tyrell family. The flavor of this tea is almost overflowing, okay?
What does "you are all brave knights" mean?
Osney Is that "Counterfeit Knight" worthy of being compared with him?
What do you have in common with a good-for-nothing who was caught in a brothel by a woman?
But Corleone didn't expose her.
He knew what this woman was doing. She was using herself as a gunman to deal with that idiot who didn't know the heights of the world.
Normally, Corleone might let her know that there is a price to pay for using him.
But at least for profit, she brought her brother to the other side of the narrow sea for no reason... Although Loras was very happy when he left.
Forget it, just don't say it.
In short, he owes something to the Tyrell family.
Just think of it as compensation.
"Queen Your Majesty."
Corleone spoke with a gentle and calm voice, "Beautiful women usually encounter some guys with evil intentions."
"But this is not their fault. This is just the price of beauty. A true knight should protect them from the harassment of these people instead of blaming them for attracting bees and butterflies."
As soon as these words came out, Marga li was stunned, raised her head, her brown eyes widened, and the light inside became extremely bright in an instant.
She had never heard anything like this.
Growing up by her grandmother, Marga li heard countless teachings about beauty...
Her grandmother told her, "A woman's beauty can be exchanged for anything."
"In this world, there are only two kinds of women, one is to be played with, and the other is to play with others, and beauty is the sharpest weapon for the latter."
But she has never heard anyone say that beauty comes with a price.
She had never heard anyone say that it was not the woman's fault.
I have never heard anyone say - "A true knight should protect women from harm caused by their beauty."
These words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in her heart.
She stared blankly at Corleone, with its plain face and bottomless black eyes.
This face is really ordinary.
Among the crowd, she might not even take a second look. Her nose is not straight enough, her chin is not strong enough, and her eyebrows do not have the temperament described in knight novels. She is even worse than her brother Loras.
But those eyes.
Those dark, deep eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.
At this moment, he was looking at her calmly, without any desire or flattery, as if she was just an ordinary woman.
Someone who... needs to be protected.
This feeling is very strange.
All the men she had ever seen either swooped at her like flies or were played like fools.
But Corleone is different from them.
By the Seven Gods... if only he were the king.
The idea came so suddenly and so strongly that she was startled, but she couldn't help but continue to think about it.
If Corleone is the king, he will definitely become a wise master like "Good King" Daeron.
Gentle but not weak, wise but not cunning, strong but not domineering, he will be considerate of the people, appoint talented people, and will rejuvenate this decayed the Seven Kingdoms.
If coupled with his assistance and her standing by his side, they will become the wisest king and Queen in the history of Westeros.
They will... change this kingdom and make Westeros great again!
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty?"
At this moment, the voice of Corleone sounded again.
Marga Li suddenly came back to her senses and saw those dark eyes looking at her curiously.
Her face blushed slightly for a moment, just for a moment, so fast that it was almost invisible, but Corleone was keenly aware of it.
Why is this woman always in a daze?
Of course he didn't know that in just a few seconds, Marga Li had already flashed countless images in her mind, and even thought about how many children they would have in the future.
"Sorry, my lord."
Marga Li lowered her head, with a hint of shyness in her voice, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like two frightened butterflies. "I'm causing you trouble."
As she spoke, she raised her head, her eyes full of sincerity. "Grandma always said that I'm really not very good at handling this kind of situation.
She paused, then sighed softly.
The sigh was very soft, as light as a wisp of smoke in the wind, but when it fell in the ears of any knight, it would make people feel pity involuntarily.
"You know, it is very difficult for a woman to survive in the palace."
Marga li spoke a little hesitantly, as if as Queen, it was very difficult for her to confide her feelings to others.
But Corleone looked at her innocent and weak look, as if she really needed someone to protect her.
I rolled my eyes again.
Install, then install.
Would the granddaughter of Olenna Redwin be bad at handling this situation?
If that old woman heard this, she would probably laugh all her dentures off.
Known as the "Queen of Thorns", Olenna has experienced many storms, and even personally sent her granddaughter to the throne of Queen... three times.
Will a granddaughter trained by such a person be "not good at handling" a mere Osney·Kettleblack?
But Corleone didn't expose her and just nodded.
"Your grandmother is right." He said, "Ms. Olenna is a very wise woman, just like Arbor red wine, the older it gets, the more mellow it becomes."
As soon as these words came out, Marga li's eyes brightened even more. She thought Corleone was sympathizing with her, so she struck while the iron was hot and took a step forward.
"Master Corleone." Her voice became softer, as soft as a pool of spring water. "Then, if we encounter such a situation again in the future and you are not here...
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"What should I do?"
After saying that, she raised her watery eyes again and stared at him.
Seeing this, Corleone knew that the woman was starting again, so he was silent for a second, and then his expression became serious.
"Queen Your Majesty."
His tone was very serious, with a hint of warning, which made Marga li slightly startled.
"Next time, you can directly order the other party to leave."
"After all, you are Queen, you don't need to smile at everyone, and you don't need to make everyone like you."
"I know that a passionate and approachable Queen can usually gain support and recognition from the public, but sometimes he will lose something very important."
"That's majesty."
Hearing this, Marga li's face froze for a moment, but Corleone did not give her a chance to think, but continued, "You laugh too easily, which will cause those people to like you, but not necessarily respect you."
His voice was calm, but every word was clear. "It's the same for me."
"Next time, when you are in trouble, you can directly give me an order to help, or order the other person to get out immediately.
Corleone looked at Marga Li seriously, and said with a hint: "Instead of using this...
"Method."
After speaking, he smiled, but Marga li remained silent.
As she stood there, she realized that this man had already seen through all her little thoughts.
But this made Marga li even more curious. She thought her performance was so perfect that no one could see through it.
But Corleone knows everything.
He knew that he was using him, but he still chose to jump in to help him.
Thinking like this, Marga Li's face turned red.
This time, it was really red.
But she didn't lower her head and dodge, like ordinary women who were ashamed. Instead, she took a deep breath, then raised her head, calmly met Corleone's eyes, straightened her chest, and praised, "You are indeed an upright knight, Lord Corleone."
Hearing this, Corleone looked at this woman who could be so open-minded even after being exposed, and smiled in amusement.
He decided to help this interesting woman again.
"There are many honest knights, and most of them have sworn allegiance to the Iron Throne."
"But the man sitting on the Iron Throne now has more than just a wife."
"And... mother."
As soon as these words came out, Marga li's eyes widened, and countless images suddenly flashed through her mind.
Osney's eyes when he entangled her, that look, seemed to be more than just a man's desire.
Recall what Corleone said just now.
"Those people like you, but they don't necessarily respect you."
So, who is the person who disrespects her?
Who doesn't want her to be respected, who wants her reputation to be damaged?
Who...
Suddenly she seemed to have figured out something, and Marga Li's eyes widened even more.
"You mean..." Her voice was trembling.
However, Corleone did not speak, but raised his chin slightly and gestured in the direction of Maegor Lou.
Marga Li followed his gaze, and then her face turned completely gloomy.
That face that always had a decent smile showed undisguised anger for the first time.
"That bitch!" she blurted.
Seeing this, Corleone looked at her in surprise. This was the first time she had seen Marga li lose her composure.
Even when she was kidnapped by the "mob" and rescued last time, she still maintained her grace, smiling and thanking everyone who helped her.
But now... she was yelling like an ordinary, irritated woman.
But it's right to think about it.
Which woman can accept being plotted against her, not to mention she is Queen.
But Corleone still didn't speak, just stood quietly, waiting for her to calm down before she spoke again, "As you said, it is not easy for a woman in this palace."
"So, keep your eyes open, Your Majesty, they're beautiful, but they're not sharp enough."
"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first.
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After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
The young Queen stood there, the expression in his beautiful big brown eyes constantly changing, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while.
"Corleone Master!" Marga Li's voice came from behind.
Corleone stopped and turned around, only to see the young and beautiful Queen standing there, with the sun shining on her body and her skirt fluttering gently in the wind.
There is still a smile on his face, but that smile is different from usual.
More real, more enthusiastic and more generous.
Under the gaze of Corleone, Queen walked forward with gentle steps, his boots making a slight rustling sound on the gravel road.
Step by step, he walked up to Corleone, and then... stretched out his hand and took his arm!
Now it was Corleone's turn to be stunned.
He looked down at the hand in his arm.
She is fair and slender, with long fingers, neatly manicured nails, and painted with light pink nail polish.
Then he raised his head again and looked at Marga li suspiciously, only to see Maiden smiling at him.
That smile is as bright as the spring sunshine.
"Speaking of which," she said, her voice as light as humming, "I haven't been to Flea Bottom for a while."
"Take me for a ride, my lord.
Marga li winked at Corleone, looking very playful.
This woman.
He was clearly cursing people angrily just now, but now he was smiling so brightly as if nothing had happened.
What on earth is she thinking?
Corleone's eyes fell on her face, trying to find a clue from that smile.
But there was nothing but smile in those brown eyes.
"This is an order." Marga li added.
Hearing this, Corleone was silent for a second.
Then, he laughed.
The smile was very shallow, with only the corners of the mouth raised slightly, but there was a hint of appreciation in the eyes.
This woman is obviously holding something back.
She must be thinking about how to dig a hole for Cersei, how to take revenge, and how to make the woman who wanted to ruin her reputation pay the price.
But... this is Marga li·Tyrell.
Rose of High Court.
Moreover, since ancient times, fighting in the harem is fun, isn't it?
"Yes, Your Majesty." Corleone bowed slightly, then let Queen hold his arm and walked out of the garden.
The sun shone on them, casting two long shadows on the ground.
Very close.
In front of the window of Maegor's Tower.
Cersei Lannister stood looking at the two men in the garden.
They walked side by side, Marga Li took Corleone's arm, and left talking and laughing.
A proud smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Osney That waste failed.
But so what?
Marga li·Tyrell, you think you are smart, but that's nothing more than that.
Queen had a private meeting with the Finance Minister?
Great!
If we could catch these two guys at the same time...
Thinking of this, Cersei turned around and ordered the people behind her, "Send someone to follow them."
"Keep an eye on them, I want to know where they went, what they did, and what they said."
"Understood."
The man withdrew.
Cersei turned to the window again, and the figures of Corleone and Marga had gone away and gradually disappeared.
But her gaze still stayed in the direction where they disappeared, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became deeper.>