Tyrion was like a Little Lion suppressing his anger. Green chuckled and slowly began, "Do you remember that day? The time you stumbled into a fight and lost your nose and were severely injured."
Hearing Green's words, Tyrion couldn't help but touch his golden nose. He opened his mouth and said, "You saved me…"
Green shook his head and said, "What I want to tell you is something else. You mentioned your ex-wife to me, Lady Tysha from the Westerfall family, and you also told me that her family crest was one hundred and one coins on a bloody bedsheet, one hundred of which were silver coins and one was a gold coin "
When he heard Tysha's name, Tyrion clenched his fist. He tried to appear calm, but his voice was a little stiff: "Green, your memory is truly amazing. I love you to death."
"After learning that you had an ex-wife, I was very curious…"
Green's finger tapped the silver goblet, then continued, "I specifically asked merchants traveling to and from the Westerlands to help me inquire, and fortunately, it's not a secret. I quickly learned the whole story. You were indeed married… but your newlywed wife was a 'gift,' so it wasn't a legal marriage."
Tyrion's chest slowly Rose and fell. He closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again and said, "It's indeed not a secret. It's just one of the Westerlanders' jokes about the Dwarf, just a small joke."
He took a big gulp of wine, exhaled, and grinned: "When you heard such an interesting little story from the Westerlands… didn't you also find it very interesting, Duke Crabb?"
Green shook his head slightly and said, "Tyrion, you just told me Jaime is not a fool."
Tyrion's expression stiffened: "What are you trying to say?"
Green stared at Tyrion for a while and said, "If Jaime Lannister is not a fool, then… why do you think he would give you a whore as a 'gift'? Haven't you ever suspected?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tyrion's pupils contracted sharply. His lips trembled for a long time before he managed to speak with difficulty: "What did you find out?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but jump off the bed: "Tell me, do you know something?!"
"Unfortunately, I never had a chance to investigate."
Green stood up: "Even the most reasonable guess cannot replace the truth. I suggest you… can directly ask the person who gave you the 'gift'."
At Green's reminder, Tyrion's big head at this moment speculated on all sorts of possibilities. He stumbled, then fell back onto the edge of the bed.
"Think carefully about my suggestion." Green reached out and patted Tyrion, who was sitting there blankly.
"Green."
When he reached the prison door, Tyrion suddenly called out to Green.
Tyrion's eyes were already filled with fine bloodshot lines. He said hoarsely, "I want to see Jaime."
Creak, creak, the Blue Cloaks guarding outside the door opened the prison door at this moment.
Standing with his back to Tyrion for a moment, Green's voice rang out: "Good."
After speaking, he lifted his foot and left, and the heavy prison door closed again with a "clang."
...…
Maegors Holdfast, Queen Regent's study.
Cersei Lannister was sitting at the table. Her quill paused, and she said, "Green and Margaery?"
With a slight scoff, Cersei continued to write on the parchment.
Rustle, rustle, rustle, only the sound of the pen scratching on the paper filled the room. Ser Osney, who was respectfully standing in front, hesitated to speak.
She finished writing soon, and Queen Regent Cersei signed at the end: Protector of the Realm, Queen Regent, Cersei of House Lannister.
She put down the pen, glanced at Ser Osney, frowned slightly, and said, "Is there anything else?"
Osney Kettleblack's Adam's apple bobbed. He said, "Your Majesty, their behavior is very intimate."
His black eye moved: "Perhaps…"
Queen Regent Cersei snorted coldly and said, "There is no perhaps, Ser."
She looked Osney up and down, curled her lips, and said, "Margaery is beautiful, isn't she?"
Ser Osney first swallowed, then shook his head.
"Tell me the truth, Ser."
"Yes… yes, the Rose of Highgarden is charming, my Queen Regent."
"Heh, charming…" Queen Regent Cersei slowly Rose from her chair.
She moved her steps, came in front of Ser Osney, reached out and touched his face, and said, "Do you think a Duke, if he wanted… would lack beautiful women? And do you think the hundred brothels in King's Landing couldn't find a whore as beautiful as Margaery?"
Ser Osney opened his mouth and said, "Then they…"
Cersei's face instantly turned cold. She snorted softly, her skirt swirling, and walked towards the wine cabinet.
Seeing this, Ser Osney quickly went ahead to pour wine for Queen Regent Cersei.
Queen Regent Cersei picked up the gem-encrusted golden goblet, took a shallow sip of summer red, and said, "That's just the foolish Rose's little trick. She's seducing Green, and deliberately letting you see their intimate gestures."
Osney's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Do you think her… seduction is futile?"
"If someone taught her, perhaps in a few years… she might still be able to achieve her goal…"
As she spoke, Cersei stepped towards the window, murmuring in a voice only she could hear: "A woman cannot wield her sword well by relying solely on a beautiful face."
She held the wine glass and stood by the window, saying, "Does Margaery think she can win by beauty? She is truly naive."
Win? What victory? Although Ser Osney was puzzled, he immediately expressed his loyalty: "Your Majesty, I am always at your command."
Seeing Cersei's gaze turn to him, Osney added, "How could the Little Rose of Highgarden be your opponent, Your Noble Majesty?"
"You are truly adorable, my Osney."
Withdrawing her gaze, Cersei raised her head: She was the Light of the Westerlands… She was the Queen Regent… She was the most noble woman in the Seven Kingdoms… a Lioness embodying beauty, wisdom, and courage… There was only one of her in this world, she was Cersei Lannister.
Taking a light sip of wine, a hint of mockery crossed her lips. How could a man who already loved her fall in love with other women?
Cersei's good mood didn't last long, because she suddenly thought of her son, Joffrey, who had been enchanted by the Rose.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Ser Osmund Kettleblack, Cersei's captain of the guard, pushed the door open: "Your Majesty, King Joffrey sent someone over. He invited you to dinner."
Upon hearing her son's invitation, Cersei's mood instantly became joyful again, but after a pause, not knowing what she was thinking, she suddenly said, "Ser Osmund Kettleblack, who else did Joffrey invite?"
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