Chapter 119 Imperial Meeting

Rhaegar didn't even look at it, he had long been accustomed to it.

Xi Liu made a mistake. Instead of running away, he chose to atone for his sin.

Rhaegar respected the swordsman teacher's choice.

Quickly reaching the corner of the stairs, Rhaenyra also trotted downstairs, and the two siblings hugged each other tightly.

21-year-old Rhaenyra is already an adult woman, with a slim black skirt, long silver hair, and a beautiful face.

Rhaegar held her waist, looked at her carefully, and asked, "Did the trip go well?"

At this time, Rhaegar was no longer what he used to be, and his figure was tall and straight.

Rhaenyra, who was half a head shorter than Rhaegar, just leaned into his arms and raised her chin: "Syrax laid three dragon eggs, three in total!"

As she spoke, she stretched out three fingers and shook them proudly.

"Syrax lives up to its name. The future of the family depends on this productive dragon."

Rhaegar praised cooperatively.

Suddenly, Rhaenyra's smile dropped slightly and she said, "Is your dream still going on?"

She looked at her brother's pale face, and the dark circles under his eyes were getting thicker, and she reached out to touch him gently, feeling a little distressed.

"Fortunately, I have a dream every few days, it's nothing."

Rhaegar shook his head, indicating that he was used to it.

Over the years, his talent as a dreamwalker has continued to flourish.

Many images appeared in the dream.

Dragon fights, flames, wars...

There are even fragmented scenes of another world. Apart from some historical facts about dynasty changes, most of them are useless scenes.

Rhaenyra's eyes were full of pity, she hugged his neck and whispered in her ear: "I haven't seen you for a month. Did you miss me?"

"Of course, all the time."

Rhaegar's pale cheeks smiled.

"You're so good, I'll give you a reward."

Rhaenyra held his cheek and kissed the side of his face gently.

Rega coughed slightly, broke away from his arms, and changed the topic: "I'm going to take a bath first, and let the kitchen prepare a feast for you."

"no problem."

Rhaenyra agreed with a smile.

…

Rhaenyra's bedroom.

A round table is filled with sumptuous meals, with many varieties of fried, stir-fried and desserts.

Rhaenyra didn't care about her image at all and tasted the delicious food.

Rhaegar took a few bites and sat aside to watch.

These dishes are developed based on common people's food. They are not only delicious, but also easy to use.

He specially set up an exclusive small kitchen and arranged for trusted people to prepare meals for him.

On the surface it was to develop novel delicacies, but secretly it was to prevent someone from poisoning him.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Dong Dong...

Halfway through eating, there was a knock on the door and Ilic's voice came.

"Prince, the king has held a royal meeting and invites you to attend."

Rega's eyes flashed slightly and he said, "I know, I'll be there in a minute."

"My father's name is you, you'd better go quickly."

Rhaenyra swallowed a mouthful of cake, her cheeks bulging at the suggestion.

"No rush, let's go together after you finish eating."

Rhaegar sat back in his chair and said nonchalantly.

"What am I going to do? I'm not the royal minister?" Rhaenyra hesitated.

She is the princess of Dragonstone, so she is technically qualified to participate in the Imperial Council.

But she is the old crown prince after all, so it is not convenient.

"It's okay, there's something good to watch today."

Rhaegar smiled when he thought about the issues discussed at the last imperial meeting.

…

Half an hour later.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra walked to the council chamber.

Looking at the solemn gate in front of him, Rhaegar said nostalgically: "Rhaenyra, do you still remember what I looked like when I first came here?"

"You were still a little kid at that time, and you insisted on calling me sister."

Rhaenyra put her hands in front of her belly, recalling the memories of the past, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

"That's right, you took me in last time, and this time it's my turn."

Rhaegar put his hand on the door and pushed hard.

Crunch——

The door opens wide, revealing the scene inside.

There was a round table in the council, with Viserys sitting at the head of the table, and the other royal ministers sitting on both sides.

Rhaegar stepped into the door, looked around, opened his arms and said, "My lords, please forgive me for being late."

When the eldest son arrived, Viserys stood up slowly and pretended to be disgusted: "Rhaegar, being late is not a good habit."

"Of course, but I have extenuating circumstances."

Rhaegar stepped aside, revealing Rhaenyra behind him.

"Rhaenaela, do you also want to attend the royal council?"

Seeing his daughter, Viserys smiled and asked doubtfully.

He knew that his daughter returned to King's Landing from Dragonstone yesterday, but she didn't come to see him.

He wasn't angry about it.

Rhaenyra had deliberately distanced herself from him since the exchange.

But he thinks it's worth it.

Rhaegar became a better crown prince, bringing him sunshine and hope every day, which made him feel much more comfortable in recent years.

"Hmm, I didn't want to come."

Rhaenyra shrugged and walked inside calmly.

She had known this place since she was young, and there was nothing strange about it.

"Father, what big thing are we talking about today?"

Rhaegar was more relaxed than she was, striding in, his eyes sweeping over the imperial ministers.

Prime Minister Leonor Strong, Lord of the Sea Tyran Lannister, Grand Maester Melos, Chancellor of the Exchequer Linman Beesbury, Minister of Justice Jasper Wilbur...

There is also the new Captain of the Kingsguard, Kriston Cole, standing beside Viserys.

In 112 AC, the second year after Rhaegar became crown prince.

Sir Harold, the previous captain of the Kingsguard, died, and Cole, the most powerful among the Kingsguard, took over as captain.

Cole was also transferred away from Rhaenyra and shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting the king.

"prince……"

As soon as Rhaegar walked to the conference table, all the ministers stood up and paid respect.

"Sit down, no need to be polite."

Rhaegar nodded slightly.

Lowering his head, Rhaegar saw that there was only one empty chair in front of the table. He looked at Cole and said, "Sir, please bring a chair over."

Cole glanced at the king, slightly hesitant.

"Prince, the princess is not a royal minister, so she should stay away."

Justice Minister Jaspi frowned and said hesitantly.

"I'm not a minister, should I avoid it?"

Regala opened the chair in front of him and tilted his head to look at the other party.

Jaspi's face stiffened and he said, "You are the crown prince, and it is in line with etiquette and law to participate in political affairs."

"Very good. Rhaenyra was also the crown prince and the princess of Dragonstone. She is also qualified to participate in the Royal Council."

Rhaegar didn't care about any rules.

He is the Crown Prince, and what he says is golden rule.

"Sit down."

Taking Rhaenyla's hand and pressing her to the empty chair in front of him, Rhaegar looked at Cole again and said calmly: "Sir, do you want me to say it a second time?"

Cole remained silent and looked at the king.

Viserys said helplessly: "Go ahead and move a chair for this bastard."

Rhaenyra is the princess of Dragonstone, occupying the most important piece of land of the Targaryen family.

Her ability to attend the imperial meeting proved that she wanted to ease the relationship with him as a father.

This is a good thing that benefits oneself and the country.

When the chairs were brought in, Rhaegar sat directly next to Rhaenyra and stretched out his hand towards the disc in the center of the conference table.

On the plate, there was only one black stone ball with green dragon patterns.

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Rhaegar became a boy, and Rhaenyra became more mature.

Da Lei in the drama is very good-looking.