Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

Lei Jia rolled his eyes and warned: "Take good care of it. I recently collected an ancient book about dragons and will study and discuss it with the bachelors later."

Xiliu bought the ancient books for him at a high price, and the seller was an orphan whose father had explored the Sea of ​​Smoke.

"Can it be cured?" Renya's watery eyes widened, and she raised the baby dragon in her arms.

Rega pretended to be thoughtful and said with a smile, "Maybe."

After comforting the two twins, he caught a glimpse of Rhaenyra, who had finished a piece of pie and was drinking wine.

Rhaegar was going crazy inside, with a smile on his face: "Okay, Rhaenyra and I have something to talk about. You take the baby dragon and go out to play first."

"Okay." The twins were obedient and ran out the door obediently.

As soon as the twins left, Rhaegar straightened his back and frowned helplessly.

After Rhaenyra drank the wine, she carefully selected a piece of delicious dessert and continued to put it into her little mouth.

The whole dessert cannot fit into the small mouth, and you can only bite a third of it at a time. The corners of your rosy lips are covered with dots of cream.

Even so, she still enjoyed eating without any trace of her usual dignified image.

Rhaegar sat next to her, glanced at him with embarrassment with her beautiful eyes, and still worked hard.

"Rhaena, Allison asked you to entertain the guests. Do you want to go out for some fresh air?" Rhaegar tried to communicate.

"Allison has her hands full on her own." Rhaenyra was unmoved.

Rega took a deep breath, waved to Sara, the foreign girl who stood beside her like a wooden figure, and said seriously: "Call Ovel, hurry up."

Sara nodded and went out silently.

Rhaenyra suddenly changed her temper during this time, her appetite increased greatly, she was listless, and her temper became unstable.

Although she also loved sweets in the past, her temper was not very good.

But the recent changes have been too obvious. That tempting little mouth is either chewing delicacies or cursing people all the time.

While talking, Rhaenyra finished the dessert in a few bites and picked up another piece of strawberry pudding to relieve her tiredness.

Rhaegar noticed the five or six porcelain plates stacked beside her, grabbed her white wrist, and said sternly: "Rhaenyra, you have eaten a lot of sweets, and you will destroy yourself if you continue like this."

She used to eat three meals a day with an occasional late-night snack, and one or two bites of sweets or bread were enough for each meal.

My current food intake is astonishing. I order countless meals from morning to night, and one meal is more than what I used to eat in a day.

Being interrupted from enjoying the delicious food, Rhaenyra's watery eyes turned a little angry. Her eyes fell on the hand he held in his wrist. She frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm hungry."

"You're not hungry, you're just greedy."

Rega did not tolerate her at all. He pointed at her belly under her silk nightgown and lectured: "You haven't controlled your diet for half a month. Do you want to destroy yourself?"

The lower abdomen was originally flat and smooth, but if I continued to eat, it would become a bucket-waist.

"Rhaegar, you dislike me!" Rhaenyra's eyes widened and she acted rogue.

Snapped--

When Rhaegar wasn't paying attention, he grabbed a piece of cream and slapped it on his face, rubbing it repeatedly as if to retaliate.

"Rhaenayla, you are no longer a child."

Rhaegar leaned back to avoid the naughty little hands, but still got a mouthful of cream.

Crunch——

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Sarah and Ovel stood outside the door.

Rega turned his head and saw at first sight a plump red-robed figure besides the two of them.

Snapped--

Rhaenyra pursed her lips, grabbed a piece of cake, and placed it on his chest.

Rhaegar's head was full of black lines. He took the cloak beside the bed and covered Rhaenyra's body, and straightened the loose nightgown.

"Come in."

After doing everything, Ovel walked in carrying a small satchel.

Rega wiped the cream stains on his chest and said seriously: "You know the princess's situation, check it carefully."

He suspected that Rhaenyra was sick or disturbed by something.

Rhaenyra's face turned red, her eyes were misted, and she bit her lower lip: "I'm not sick."

I was still angry just now. Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes when I expressed my grievances, and my mood was extremely unstable.

Rega pretended that he didn't feel bad. He hugged her gently and said in a slower voice: "Let the bachelor check it first. We don't want you to have problems, right?"

Renee shook her head straight, burying her head in her arms and sobbing softly.

She doesn't have the bright and domineering look of the past at all, she looks like a little girl who has been wronged.

Rhaegar kissed her forehead, and his eyes signaled Orvel to move faster.

With his help, Orville was successfully elected as a Grand Bachelor and sat on the Imperial Council, making him half of his own people.

Orville has very good medical skills and can perform examinations very smoothly.

Finally, Ovel came to the conclusion and said thoughtfully: "The princess is very healthy. It may be due to the influence of insomnia and dreams, which caused her poor mental condition."

"that is it?"

"No problem at all."

Rega was very surprised, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and asked uncertainly: "Is there something going on here?"

As he spoke, he pointed at Rhaenyra's belly with expectant eyes.

Ovel shook his head: "Prince, the princess has no symptoms of pregnancy."

The detection means are limited and there is only one word "wait".

"I'm sorry, please step back." Rega was disappointed and persuaded him to retreat.

Orville was alert and silently exited the room.

As they passed by, the red-robed witch standing guard outside said in a gentle voice: "Prince, why don't you let me take a look."

Rhaegar glanced at her and refused directly: "You stay away from Rhaenyra, or you will be sent back to Volantis immediately."

Putting aside the friendship he had established with the temple of R'hllor, he hated and rejected women in red robes from the bottom of his heart.

He would never allow any red-robed woman to approach Rhaenyra at this moment.

The red-robed witch was not angry, looked at the siblings calmly, and whispered: "The true dragon will absorb the nutrients it needs."

"What are you muttering about?" Rega frowned coldly.

"nothing."

The red-robed witch leaned on the door frame and said disparagingly: "I have inspected the church in the castle. The two monks of the Seven Gods Faith are still clamoring to cast a bronze statue of the Virgin. Are you really not considering changing to the R'hllor Faith?"

"No! At least not now, you can go out."

Lei Jia pretended to be angry and issued an order to expel the guests.

The belief in the Seven Gods has been rooted in the continent of Westeros for a long time. King Ren Rui finally reached an agreement with them, so how could he destroy it at will?

Unless there is a need, there is sufficient interest.

The red-robed witch knew she didn't have enough chips, so she left angrily.

Sara followed with a wink, stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her back.

For a moment, the room fell silent, leaving only the two of them sobbing and comforting each other.

Rhaenyra wept silently, her head arching back and forth in Rhaegar's arms, trying to find a comfortable position to rest.

She has been very anxious recently and can't find peace in her heart for a moment.

After a while, he choked and said, "Aren't you going to accompany the guests?"

Rega slowly smoothed her messy hair and said seriously: "Let those guests die, it's enough for me to accompany them."

He didn't understand why Rhaenyra was acting like this, but he knew that Rhaenyra was troubled and needed him by her side.

"You are the crown prince, you should get out." Rhaenyra hugged the other person's waist tightly and retorted harshly.

Rhaegar saw through her little thoughts and asked, "Rhaenyra, what's wrong with you?"

Rhaenyra looked up with tears in her eyes, glared at him resentfully, and then retracted into her arms like an ostrich.

After a while, Rhaegar heard someone complaining in a cathartic way.

"Your father favored you when you were in your mother's womb. Even if you were unconscious after birth, you were still the focus of your father's attention..."

Rhaenyra was a little confused and muttered: "Because you are a boy, you have one more thing than me, and you easily took away my throne..."

As soon as the words changed, his voice sobbed again: "You are so kind and smarter than me since childhood. Even I, who should be resentful, am worried about you..."

"Rhaega, you were unfaithful to me, you owe me..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually stopped.

Rhaegar looked down and saw Rhaenyra lying on her chest covered in butter, sleeping with her brows slightly furrowed.

After listening to her hidden complaints, Lei tightened his embrace and touched her forehead with his forehead.

At least Rhaenyra's words allowed him to know what she was thinking.

She felt better, and Rhaegar felt more at ease.

After a moment of silence, Rhaegar murmured softly: "I will stay with you until the end of the tourney and I will not go anywhere."

He stood up, picked up Rhaenyra, and placed her on the bed to rest.

He stared at it for a while, gradually becoming sleepy.

The last moment I closed my eyes, a familiar murmur reached my ears.

"I do not blame you……"

…

Unknowingly, a dream occurred.

Red Fort, a certain room.

Rhaegar looked up at a loss, the layout of the room was inexplicably familiar.

Where the bed should have been, there was a cradle.

Regala took a closer look and saw a swaddled baby sleeping soundly in the cradle.

"What are you doing?"

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came, which startled Rhaegar.

"Princess, it's time to feed your little Highness."

"Stay back and I'll do it myself."

"..."

Rega breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was not the person in the dream who discovered him, but someone communicating outside the door.

Crunch——

The door opened, and a pretty silver-haired girl walked in, holding a bowl of warm goat's milk in her hand.

"Rhaena?" Rhaegar asked in surprise.

At this time, Rhaenyra looked about 8 or 9 years old, with a delicate and cute face, and a solemn look in her purple eyes.

Approaching the cradle, she looked down at the baby, a flash of disgust in her eyes.

"You took your mother away."

Rhaenyra murmured softly, then hesitantly reached out and pinched the baby's nose.

Rhaegar watched quietly, feeling extremely surprised.

The baby must be him, but he didn't expect that he had suffered from Rhaenyra's murderous hands before?

His nose was short of breath, and the baby gradually woke up, fumbling awkwardly with his small palms.

Due to congenital deficiencies, the baby cannot even open its eyes, nor can it cry out when it opens its small mouth. It just squeaks unconsciously.

After touching randomly for a while, the baby couldn't bear it anymore. Suddenly he grabbed Rhaenyra's hand holding her nose, stretched out her little tongue and licked it.

"Eh~" Rhaenyra shuddered and let go of her hand in disgust.

Breathing again, the little baby took a deep breath, holding Rhaenyra's hand and nibbling more vigorously.

Rhaenyra frowned and looked at her brother who couldn't wake up.

The little baby suddenly opened his eyes, revealing confused purple eyes, and chewed his hands.

When she first saw those pure purple eyes, Rhaenyra couldn't help but be moved, her little face unable to remain cold.

After thinking about it, he withdrew his hand that was covered in saliva and looked down at the baby proudly.

As if she had thought of something, Rhaenyra smiled evilly, stretched out her fingers to stir the goat's milk, and put it to the baby's mouth to tease.

The little baby was babbling eagerly, holding his fingers and sucking hard. It looked like he was starving.

Rhaenyra found it interesting. She took out her finger and dipped some goat's milk into it to tease the baby. She waited until it made a squeaking sound before stuffing it into its mouth.

In this way, the little baby endured the humiliation and drank less than half a bowl of goat's milk. He was so tired that he fell asleep and snored lightly.

Rhaenyra's face was red, and she lay beside the cradle, turning over and over, occasionally reaching out to poke the baby's face.

Rega had a panoramic view, and a big stone fell in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, I won't be murdered by my biological sister.

It was at this time that he suddenly recalled some privacy between the sheets.

Rega gritted his teeth: "No wonder you always oppress me!"