Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 75: Lady Leia Forces Marriage

Chapter 75: Lady Leia Forces Marriage
The next day.

Fu Shi City, above the sky.

A giant bronze dragon circled slowly and landed outside the city wall.

"Thanks, big guy."

Aemon smiled widely and carefully jumped off the dragon's back.

"Roar!"

Womisol growled, turned his head and lay down.

I had just finished my meal yesterday and went to ask the driver for money.

Aemon was in tune with it and suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

He is really a stone in the toilet, with a bad and hard temper.

"How could my great grandfather stand you?"

Confusing.

"Roar!"

Womisol's pupils were raised in displeasure, and he stretched his head and nudged the driver to express his dissatisfaction.

Aemon was hit by the dragon and almost fell.

Not only does he have a bad temper, he's also quite aggressive.

"Forget it. I won't argue with you."

Yimon held his forehead helplessly and muttered softly: "Wake up your partner from Dragon Mountain one day and cure your bad temper."

A pair of dragon lovers were forcibly separated.

Maybe she's blaming him.

……

Spacious lobby.

Aemon sat in a chair, sipping a glass of warm milk.

Mom, Madam Rhea, is still hunting and has just sent out a message to notify you.

"Prince, I have some golden wine from Qingting Island."

Johanna stood by, holding a tray with a silver wine jug.

"Oh, gin?"

Aemon asked curiously.

Johanna smiled and poured him a glass of wine: "This is the fine wine sent by the king. It's hard to buy outside."

The clear wine poured out, flowing on the wall of the cup.

The color is golden and the aroma is overflowing.

Yimon sniffed it and gave a favorable comment: "Hmm, good wine."

"Have a taste?"

"No, underage drinking is not allowed."

"..."

Looking at the dazed Johanna, Aemon was satisfied and continued to taste the fresh milk with honey.

He is a rough man and cannot tell whether the wine is good or not.

Drinking is popular in Westeros because the water drawn from the wells is unhygienic and not as convenient as drinking wine.

In comparison, he prefers nutritious milk.

Added honey water.

Johanna took a long time to recover, lowered her head and pursed her lips to hold back her laughter.

His Royal Highness is truly unique and does not follow the beaten path.

Aemon drank it all in one gulp, put down the ceramic cup heroically, and said, "Johanna, I want to open up a new territory. How about you be my housekeeper?"

"Well, me?"

Johanna pointed at herself, her eyes full of confusion.

"Yes, that's you."

"But I only know how to make the beds and sweep, and at most help Madam Leia with the accounts."

Johanna pursed her lips, seeming embarrassed.

But under Aemon's sharp gaze, he saw a clue.

Johanna's breathing was steady and she was not nervous.

He even had a vague feeling that the other person's beautiful eyes hidden by her long black curly hair were secretly observing his expression.

"Another smart bad woman."

Yimeng's heart trembled, but he said: "You can definitely do it. Do you want to be a little maid for the rest of your life?"

He knew how powerful Johanna, the "Black Swan" in the original world, was.

Even if she was sold to a brothel in Rees, she could still rise to the highest level step by step from being a prostitute.

For a long time, she was the behind-the-scenes ruler of Rees.

"Isn't this much better than the white maggot Xiaomei that Damon keeps?"

Yimon is determined to get it and plans to activate this SSR.

Hearing this, Johanna buried her head even lower, almost pressing on a pair of white breasts.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

After Eamon's 12th name day, every time he saw Johanna in a maid outfit, he felt that her neckline was lower than usual. No doubt, she looked like a bad woman.

"I……"

Johanna hesitated for a moment and finally decided to speak.

There was a sound of footsteps, quickly entering the hall.

"Aemon, I heard you met the Mountain Clan?"

Lady Rhea was wearing bronze leather armor worn for hunting, and she walked with great vigor.

He walked quickly to his son and looked him up and down.

"I'm fine. Wormisol is not a vegetarian."

Yimon stood up to greet him and made room for his mother.

Mrs. Leia was skeptical, but she felt much more at ease.

No one knows a child better than his mother. She knows exactly how capable her son is.

She rode back at full speed.

If I hadn't cared about my reputation, I would have checked it myself just now.

Johanna acted as an invisible person and brought the wine poured for His Royal Highness the Prince to Lady Rhea.

Aemon glanced at her and grinned.

Johanna stepped back silently and raised her collar two inches.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you so urgently?"

Lady Leia didn't notice the two's little movements, she took a sip of wine and regained her composure.

She seriously suspected that her son came back to collect a debt.

Yes, she was absolutely right.

Yimon sat next to him and said with a smile: "The river valley is very suitable for land reclamation, but I need craftsmen and logistical support."

He surveyed it last night.

The foot of a high mountain is the best place to build a city.

The two red cards can provide construction needs and completion speed, but a lot of manpower participation is still required.

Madam Leia took a deep breath and asked, "Tell me, how much do you want?"

"At least three thousand people."

"How many?"

Aemon said shamelessly, "Three thousand men will be enough. I will build a castle first."

Madam Leia was shrewd and calculated seriously: "It takes at least five to ten years to build a castle. Fushishi City has a total of 20,000 households. Are you going to take away 25% of the able-bodied men in one go?!"

It is April now, and the summer harvest is almost here.

As a lord, she cannot ignore the harvest of her subjects.

Aemon waved his hand quickly and said, "Not really. Just give me the craftsmen and half the men, and I'll go to King's Landing to get the rest."

For many years, Rainila has been running the "street sanitation improvement" and "royal wasteland reclamation" businesses, and has adopted many orphans as tenants.

Because of this, her reputation as the "Light of the Kingdom" spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms.

Hearing this, Lady Leia's eyebrows were raised, and she said seriously: "The king's letter was sent to me. What do you think of the princess's marriage?"

Aemon looked puzzled.

How else can you watch it? Of course, sit and watch it.

"You should know that the king wants to marry you into the family."

Mrs. Rhea was unequivocal.

Aemon nodded.

"What do you think?"

Madam Leia narrowed her eyes and spoke sharply: "If you don't agree, you should stop thinking about it as soon as possible."

Imon was slightly stunned, and his brainstorming started for a moment.

To be fair, both his uncle and Rainier were nice to him.

Especially Rhaenyra.

During their time in King's Landing, the two were basically a couple, and their relationship was almost as close as Alison's.

But I don’t know if it’s because we are too familiar with each other or if I just can’t get over it.

When he saw Rhaenyra, he didn't have much affection for her.

Just as a stupid partner.

Mrs. Leia observed her son's expression carefully and suddenly understood: "It seems that you don't like her, so I don't need to waste any more effort."

"What do you mean?"

Aemon stopped thinking and suddenly realized something was wrong.

What do you mean I don't have to put in any extra effort?
Madam Leia straightened her back and said seriously, "As your mother, I can provide you with all the craftsmen in Rune Stone City, including 3,000 strong men and logistical supplies."

"What about the conditions?"

Aemon demanded.

There is no free lunch in the world, and his mother doesn't have that much maternal love for him.

Lady Leia tilted her head and said righteously, "If you want my support, your wife must be a girl from the valley."

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