Chapter 130 Failed Plan

"liquor!"

King Robert shouted at the top of his lungs, "Damn it, didn't you see my flagon was empty?"

Squire Lancel Lannister quickly went to change the bottle of wine.

Robert took a big gulp, then blew his nose at the squire again, glared and cursed:

"Damn it, help me take off my clothes! None of you Lannister family can make me worry!"

Lancel lowered his head and stepped forward to help the king take off his clothes.

As soon as I unbuttoned my collar, I heard the door ring.

Lancel ran to open the door again and saw Lord Renly, the king's youngest brother, standing outside.

"Your Majesty, haven't you slept yet?"

"No."

"Don't worry, brother, the nobles of the Stormlands are very loyal to me."

Lord Renly entered the room, greeted his brother, and then waved Lancel back.

When only the two brothers were left in the room, Robert glanced at his brother expressionlessly and said angrily:

However, she also had a suspicion - why did Sam seem to be testing herself on purpose?

She knew that this was her duty as a Tyrell.

Duke Renly probed: "Brother, don't you think Miss Margaery looks like Miss Lyanna?"

impossible.

She didn't want to live up to her grandmother's expectations or shatter her father's dreams, but occasionally in the dead of night, she would secretly pray to the Seven Gods.

Robert snorted loudly: "Back then, Cersei was also well-behaved and sensible. Tywin, that old lion, even helped me capture King's Landing and gave me the Iron Throne. If I drive her daughter back now, Tywin will choke.

Are you taking such a breath? Besides, Cersei has given me three children no matter what, so as long as she doesn't make too much trouble, I can tolerate it."

"But brother, the son Cersei gave you, Joffrey, haha, don't you know what he looks like?"

She really didn't want to marry King Robert.

"Brother, I am referring to the rose from Highgarden, Miss Margaery Tyrell. You have seen her before. Isn't she beautiful?"

"They are all here. However, Lady Lysa has not arrived yet."

"Bullshit!" Robert sneered again, "Smiling at you at the banquet and flattering you a few times is loyalty? Their loyalty is not bullshit if it has not been tested by blood and fire!"

Samwell turned around and saw Margaery Tyrell riding a horse to his side. She did not wear a long skirt today, but put on tight brown breeches, which outlined a pair of shapely and straight long legs.

Wearing a light green chiffon shirt, a gold rose brooch, and a playful dome velvet hat on her head, the brim of the hat is decorated with a circle of water ripples with gold thread, shining in the sun.

"As long as you faithfully serve as the Duke of Storm's End, that will be the greatest reward for me."

Margery stretched out her hand to pick up the scattered black hair beside her ears, and felt a little relieved.

Robert took another sip of wine and said casually:

"what gift?"

Margaery rolled her eyes at Samwell: "Am I supposed to be in a bad mood?"

Lord Renly's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated and ultimately did not say anything.

"Brother, I came here to give you a gift."

The next morning.

But he obviously had no interest in this incident. He took a sip of wine and changed the topic:

"How are the preparations for the trial regarding the murder of Jon Arryn? Are the 'Red Viper' and the nobles present at the time all present?"

Facing the bright morning light, the king's mighty team set off again.

Duke Renly did not expect that what he had been planning for so long would not succeed, but would be hit on the head by such an unlucky thing. However, looking at his brother's serious eyes, he could only nod helplessly:

After all, which lady has not dreamed of Prince Charming? And the king, who is fat, old, and likes to drink and pick up girls, obviously has nothing to do with Prince Charming.

Robert's expression softened slightly, and he turned to ask: "How is the situation in King's Landing?"

However, seeing Lord Renly being driven away, Samwell felt that this guy's plan was probably rejected by the king.

Robert rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Beautiful! Of course it's beautiful! But brother, you have no problem finding a woman for me, but can you find one that's less troublesome? No matter how beautiful that rose is, but I

If I fall in love with her, will the Tyrell family not bother me to death?"

After a moment of silence, he spoke again:

After hearing this, Robert sneered: "For a woman? Haha, these two sides are really making trouble!"

Samwell was riding in the procession and saw Lord Renly leaving the large army with dozens of guards and heading east.

However, when her grandmother told her that the Tyrell family wanted to push her to the position of queen, Margaery did not object.

"Of course not." Lord Renly denied immediately.

"What bullshit roses." Robert waved his hand impatiently, "Why don't you give me a few barrels of good wine."

Duke Renly chuckled: "Then marry her. In this way, the Tyrell family will only be grateful to you!"

"Yes, Robert Arryn is only six years old. I heard he is in very poor health and often falls ill."

Robert sneered, as if he had already known his brother's tricks, and said bluntly: "Tell me, what do you want this time?"

"A delicate rose."

"The child is named after me. I have to help him find a suitable adoptive father. Otherwise, what will happen to him if he grows up in the hands of a woman?" Robert paused, and then ordered to his brother, "You personally

Go to the Eagle's Nest! Bring mother and son back to King's Landing."

"How can this be done? This trial is to seek justice for his husband. How could she not come? Besides, Jon's son is also in her hands, right?"

It was the same last time in Starfall City. He wouldn't know anything, would he?

She immediately rejected the idea.

"Bullshit." Robert cursed again, "You've never met Lyanna Stark, what are you talking about?"

The expression on Margery's face froze slightly, and she was surprised how Samwell could know such a confidential matter, but then she heard the Baron say again:

"Hey! Sam, what are you thinking about?"

"What are you doing here?"

…

Lord Renly knew better than to argue with his brother about this, so he instead said:

Lord Renly showed a hurt expression: "My good brother, do you think that my brother is just a person who only knows how to take, but does not know anything in return?"

"His Highness Joffrey and Miss Sansa are a perfect match. As for my dream..." Margaery smiled, "What little girl hasn't had unrealistic dreams? And she has no real hope of realizing them."

It should just be a coincidence.

Robert frowned: "Lysa Tully is still in the Eyrie?"

"What a bullshit idea is this!" Robert scolded, "Are you going to help me find a woman, or are you going to help me find trouble? If you marry that rose, what will happen to Cersei, the lioness?"

"Okay, that's it, if you say one more word, go back to Storm's End!"

And now, it seems that the Seven Gods have responded.

A clear and lively voice sounded behind him.

It was rare to see the heroic side of the "Rose of Highgarden", and Samwell couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Okay, brother."

"What happened to you today?" Robert looked at his brother suspiciously, "Did that idiot Mace Tyrell look for you?"

"Enough!" Robert slammed the wine glass on the table, "I don't know why the gods gave me such a son! But what can I do? He is my eldest son, the heir to the Iron Throne! So, Renly

, you'd better respect him a little bit."

Lord Renly seemed about to say something more, but Robert lost his patience and interrupted:

"Yes. She seemed really frightened. I wrote three letters, but she didn't want to come to King's Landing."

"Go back to Casterly Rock." Lord Renly said lightly, "You have long been tired of her anyway."

"I was wondering, Miss Margery, why are you in such a good mood today?"

"Everything is fine. It's just that two more lives were lost in Reach and Dorne." Lord Renly briefly told the story of Hob Redwin and Gerold Dayne.

Duke Renly had no choice but to explain:

"The sunshine is so beautiful, the breeze is so warm, and flowers, plants and butterflies are surrounding you, why shouldn't you be happy?" Margery said, the smile on her face getting brighter and brighter than the summer sun.

The family gave her excellent living conditions, an extremely noble status, and a reputation that was admired by everyone, but it also required her to make sacrifices for the interests of the family when necessary.

"Yes." Duke Renly said helplessly.
To be continued...