Chapter 527 Between cheating and being cheated

Cassandra burst into tears instantly, sniffling and unable to explain.

In the room, the lewd music continued.

Rhaegar's forehead was crowded with veins, and he suppressed his anger: "Stay away, I'll handle it."

"Yes,"

Cassandra's eyes were red, and she took Lyanna, who looked curious, and silently retreated to the end of the corridor.

Bang——

Rhaegar kicked the wooden door hard, and it bounced open with a bang.

"Ah!"

A scream sounded, accompanied by the noise of pulling the sheets to cover it.

Rhaegar stood in front of the door and took in the scene in the room.

A woman with silver-gold curly hair climbed up from the couch sideways, her milky white skin was exposed at a glance, and it was her scream.

Aemond was also lying on the couch sideways, his face buried in the woman's chest, and he turned his head in panic when he heard the sound.

At a glance, he saw Rhaegar with a dark face.

In just a second of staring at each other, Aemond's pupils shrank sharply and his bladder was swollen.

Thump, thump, thump...

The woman with silver-gold curly hair covered her face with a bed sheet, got out of bed and hurriedly fled the scene.

She looked like she was afraid of being seen.

Rhaegar did not stop her, but stepped aside to let the woman run by.

With a glimpse, the face covered by long hair was revealed for a moment.

"Xi..."

Rhaegar frowned suddenly and almost blurted out the other person's name.

This mistress was none other than Lanino's widow, Lady Shilin of the Celtigar family.

Hearing a note, the woman trembled all over and accelerated her pace of escape.

At the end of the corridor, Cassandra held Lyanna's eyes and watched the other person who cheated on her fiance leave safely in front of her.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

Suddenly, a faint female voice came out.

Rhaegar's thoughts were confused and he looked back into the room.

I saw a petite girl crawling out from the side of the bed and apologized tremblingly.

Same as Celine who ran away.

The girl was naked, her arms wrapped around her little snow-capped peaks, her waist-length black hair and white skin burst out in extreme contrast.

"What?"

Rhaegar was stunned.

He wondered why there was a little one.

The girl lowered her head and dared not look at anyone. Her petite figure showed that she was not very old. At this moment, she was as helpless as a little white sheep.

Her skirt was thrown at the door, and the only sheet covering her body was taken away by her companion.

Her body was naked, and the sense of shame roamed all over her body.

Rhaegar closed his eyes, untied the cloak and threw it to the girl, saying coldly: "Get out!"

"Thank you, thank you."

The girl wrapped her body tightly as if she had found a treasure, and ran out barefoot.

Before leaving, she looked at Aemond worriedly.

Aemond was naked, and he immediately changed from lying on his side to hugging his knees, with his long silver-gold hair covering his tense face.

Scared!

How could he not be scared, being caught by his eldest brother for adultery.

He was very scared now.

Rhaegar hadn't opened his eyes yet, so he naturally had no time to deal with him.

The girl brushed past him, and a virgin fragrance wafted into his nose.

Rhaegar was indifferent, holding his breath in resistance.

One second, two seconds...

When he counted the eighth number silently, a loud slap came from behind.

Rhaegar frowned slightly, and heard Cassandra's abuse in his ears.

"You seduced your own sister, you have grass growing down there and can't stop itching, right!?"

"Wow, I'm sorry..."

"Get away, I don't have a sister like you."

In a few words, a family ethics collapsed.

Rhaegar thought for a while and suddenly remembered the girl's identity.

The youngest daughter of the late Beaumond Baratheon, the youngest of the Four Storms, and the most outstanding in appearance, Floris Baratheon.

No wonder the soft voice sounded familiar.

After taking off her clothes, she didn't recognize her.

Rhaegar's temples suddenly swelled, and a feeling of exhaustion appeared.

After a long pause, the feeling of sudden death disappeared.

Rhaegar opened his eyes, turned around and closed the door, and said expressionlessly: "Aemond, are you having fun?"

Aegar shuddered all over, his nails digging into the flesh of his calves.

"Haha, are you embarrassed to do it?"

Rhaegar walked over step by step, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes: "Aegon didn't play as much as you did, did he?"

He seduced his widowed cousin's wife, and slept with his fiancée's sister.

What a situation of being outnumbered.

Plop——

Aegar couldn't bear the pressure, and he rolled and crawled to the head of the bed, not daring to raise his head.

As his elder brother slowly approached, he felt like a thorn in his back.

All the comfort just now was swept away.

"Come here, come to me."

Rhaegar looked straight at him, seemingly giving a normal greeting.

Aemond: ...

I dare not, I can't get close to him.

Rhaegar closed his eyes helplessly, raised his head and sighed: "It's all my fault that I didn't teach you well, my brother."

As soon as these words came out.

Aemond's ears moved slightly, and he glanced sideways as if touched.

The next second.

Bang——

A sharp pain hit his head, and his body was pulled out by the hair, and his brain was in a mess.

"Boy, you really dare to die!"

Rhaegar pulled out a trace of a grim smile, knelt on one knee beside the bed and pulled.

"No! No no!"

Aemond was so scared that his facial features flew around, and he stretched his legs and stared and tossed around.

With a plop, he fell to the ground like a dead dog.

This painful fall, the pain was even more than the hair pulling.

As Rhaegar let go of his hand, only the scalp was left with a burning pain like a brazier.

"I asked you to lead the troops in the Stormlands, and you beast led the bed, right!?"

Rhaegar's eyes were gloomy, his knee pressed against Aemond's heart, and his palm swung round and slapped him hard.

Bang bang bang...

He was slapped forehand and backhand more than a dozen times in a row, and his five fingers were as good as steel rods.

Blood dripped from the corners of Emond's mouth, and he struggled to speak clearly: "I have completed the mission..."

As he spoke, a tooth became loose and fell out of his mouth mixed with blood.

The teeth hit the ground, ticking loudly.

Rhaegar's eyes changed slightly for a moment, and he suppressed his anger. He grabbed Aemond's neck with one hand and gritted his teeth: "You are living in your fiancée's castle with other women before you are married. Who are you humiliating?"

The voice was almost squeezed out from between the teeth, full of disappointment.

Aemond's eyes turned white when he was pinched. He squeezed Rhaegar's iron-like hands with both hands and kicked hard with his two strong long legs.

I can't breathe, I'm dying.

Rhaegar slowly increased his strength and sneered: "You have the ability! The old madam who doesn't run the brothel in King's Landing instead attacks one of his own people?"

Celine is the widow of Lannino and the daughter-in-law of Sea Serpent and Rhaenys.

Once the Sea Snake couple found out that their daughter-in-law had become Aemond's mistress, how could they let go of the royal family?

Not to mention Floris emerging from the corner.

Not only is my sister-in-law, but she is only 13 years old, and it is still unknown whether menarche will come or not.

"Ho ho..."

Aemond's face turned pale, his pupils gradually became dilated, and he twitched slightly like a spasm.

boom--

Rhaegar grabbed his neck and smashed it to the ground. He let go and cursed: "Stupid! Are you a beast who thinks with your lower body, or a brain-dead fool?"

Offending two vassals in a row, his brains were simply eaten by dogs.

Aegon wasn't even that confused.

Aemond felt like he was being pardoned, breathing heavily to satisfy his hungry lungs.

Rhaegar took two steps back, leaned against the door, and shouted: "Get out! Leave Storm's End overnight!"

Fortunately, Cassandra is an ordinary woman with no wrists.

Drive Aemond away, he wants to help wipe the butt.

After that, regardless of Aemond's life or death, he turned the handle and went out.

Cassandra was standing at the end of the corridor, her eyes swollen like two walnuts, her head lowered and sobbing slightly.

She was betrayed by her fiancé and sister, and the psychological damage was evident.

Lyanna pursed her lips, watching her eldest sister cry, and she felt a little like crying herself.

He sniffed and held it back.

"Cassandra, this matter..."

Rhaegar stepped forward and spoke complicatedly.

Cassandra shook her head and interrupted, saying resignedly: "I will abide by the engagement, Your Majesty."

Rhaegar didn't know how to persuade him.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

Cassandra wiped away her tears and ran downstairs without wanting to stop for a moment.

This look made Lei Jia unable to deal with it.

His eyes flickered, and a feeling of suspicion arose in his heart.

Sadness is sad enough, but where is the anger?

Rhaegar frowned and murmured to himself: "You brought me here just to teach Aemond a lesson?"

"Father, what brings you here?"

Lyanna raised her head, confused.

Rega rubbed her head and said helplessly: "It's nothing, let's go have dinner."

The little girl immediately cheered and jumped high to eat.

The father and daughter walked downstairs. Rhaegar glanced back at the half-closed door for the last time, but still felt something was wrong.

Lady Elena was not here, and she was probably angry with Emond.

Cassandra bumped into her by chance, and she must have deliberately exposed Aemond's scandal.

The two knew it well.

Rhaegar took advantage of the situation to stand up for her and restore some of the image of the royal family.

But Cassandra left too hastily, lacking a series of additional price tags for grievance, crying, and asking for help.

This doesn't make sense.

…

It is getting late and the sun is setting in the west.

At the Dragon Park at Storm's End, an ugly mud dragon flew away as if it were escaping.

Castle attic, a hidden wooden window.

Cassandra stood at the window and looked out.

"he's gone?"

A pair of big hands stretched out from behind and hugged the duchess's slender waist.

Cassandra withdrew her gaze, fell on the big hand on her waist, and leaned back slowly: "I hate him."

"Who doesn't hate a arrogant and arrogant man."

The man's tone was sarcastic, and he turned the duchess's body, wanting to be close to her for a while.

Kassandra looked downcast, looking at her close partner.

He has yellow curly hair, green pupils, a young and handsome appearance, and a tall and slender figure.

The young man was gorgeously dressed, wearing the white leather style of the Guards of Storm's End, with a badge of two opposing red and white griffons hanging on his chest.

Cassandra lowered her head and said, "Stephen, this is not our solution."

The young man smiled helplessly: "That's a prince. Do you still want to break the contract?"

His name is Stephen Clinton, the second son of contemporary Earl Clinton of Eagle's Nest.

Proficient in riding and swordsmanship, he participated in the guerrilla war to clear out the remnants of Dorne who invaded Cape Wrath.

Cassandra opened her big hands on her waist, stared at the other person with her deer-like eyes, and said softly: "I won't break the contract, but there is always a way, right?"

Steve was stunned when he heard this, and then fell completely silent.

…

hall.

Rhaegar took his daughter to dinner, and a third party intervened.

Malice Baratheon wore a revealing black dress and walked to the seat opposite.

She is the second sister among the Four Storms, the smartest and the most ordinary-looking.

Rhaegar glanced at her, took a spoonful of soup and fed it to Lyanna, and said casually: "Is something wrong?"

He had thought that no member of House Baratheon would ever meet him.

Malice glanced at Lyanna without leaving any trace, lifted up the skirt of her low-cut skirt, and said gracefully: "The king is visiting, how can Baratheon not show up."

"sit down."

Rhaegar didn't even look at him and continued eating when it was time.

Malisi Shiran sat down and took the initiative to chat: "My mother was too sick to get out of bed, and my third sister Ailian was so frightened that she cried. The eldest sister and the younger sister..."

Having said this, he smiled apologetically.

In just a few sentences, introduce the situation clearly and improve yourself in a tactful way.

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed, not bothering to respond to her little tricks, and said, "My patience is limited."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. This may seem rushed."

Malice stood up, raised her head proudly, and said decisively: "Kassandra is not suitable to be a leader, she can't even live in peace with her fiancé."

"If you are willing, I can be your own person at Storm's End."

Lei Jia paused in his feeding movements, raised his eyes and said, "One of your own? Who is one of your own?"

A second daughter really dares to say that.

Maris said without changing her expression: "Kassandra doesn't even know how many people there are in the escort team, and Aemond won't gain the trust of the Stormland nobles."

"I am Beaumond's second daughter, and I still have value."