Chapter 928
"Bran, as long as what happened in Westeros, you know everything, right?"
Just as a few people were about to leave the lounge and return to the lobby to continue the previous great trial, they had already stood there. Jon, who got up, stopped and looked at the big crow hesitantly.
Bran seemed to realize something, and was silent for a moment before asking, "What do you want to know?"
"Who am I, my mother?" Jon was a little hesitant at first, But when the words came out, he was uncontrollably excited, "When I left Winterfell to go to the Wall, the father said to me that he would tell me everything the next time we met.
How much I hope to one day be able to I saw my father who came to visit me at Castle Black, but the bad news has been waiting."
Jon's eyes were red.
"You're Stark, our brother, that's for sure," Bran said.
Sansa also smiled and comforted Jon: "You don't know, I always thought you and Arya were the children of the father when I was a child, because we all don't look like the father."
Jon can't help grinning as he touches oneself's bearded horse face.
He always knew that one of the big reasons why Lady Catelyn didn't like him was that he looked too much like his father, and Robb had inherited more of House Tully's traits.
"I still want to know the identity of my biological mother, even if she is...a prostitute," Jon said with great difficulty, "I want to know where she is now, ever. Is it good?"
"She's dead." Bran sighed and said bitterly: "Your mother died in childbirth while giving birth to you, she, she loves you very much, not a lowly prostitute, she She is as noble as any woman in Seven Kingdoms."
"Ah!" Jon and Sansa exclaimed at the same time.
"Could it be that Jon's mother is Ashara Dayne?" Sansa shook her head as soon as the sentence came out, "Ashara was the Most Devout in Meereen, she didn't die."
"I Who's mother?" Jon whispered.
"I think you're doing fine right now, knowing that the old days will affect-"
Before Bran finished speaking, Jon interrupted him with a wave of excitement. Said: "Bran, I'm not having a good time now. I've been plagued by this problem for almost 20 years. There's a huge hole in my heart, just waiting for it to fill."
Da Wu Crow's Eye The hesitation faded a little, and he sighed, "You're Daenerys' real nephew."
"What? I'm Aegon?" Jon was stunned.
"Bran, you're stupid, Jon is Stark, how could it be—" Sansa called out halfway, suddenly her expression froze, muttered: "so that's how it is, so that's how it is, Jon It's the child of Rhaegar and Lyanna aunt, no wonder the father keeps it a secret."
"I, my mother is Lyanna?" Jon was in a trance, his mind was confused.
The big crow glanced at the eldest sister and said, "It's hard to imagine when things haven't been told, but once the mystery is revealed, everything is like it should be by rights, right?"
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Sansa and Jon were both in shock and didn't answer his words.
"I'm the son of Rhaegar and Lyanna, I'm Targaryen..." Jon slumped back into the reclining chair, the holding head muttered blankly.
"You are Stark, our brother," Bran said.
After her expression changed for a while, Sansa asked in a hoarse voice: "Does Daenerys know Jon's identity?"
The big crow gives her a deep look, saying: "Maybe know, maybe I don't know."
"Then do you know? What do you think?" Sansa demanded.
"I don't know, just like many people, she doesn't subconsciously doubt Jon's identity. But with her intelligence, if there is a certain feeling, she must be suspicious." Bran road.
"Feeling, what does it feel?" Sansa wondered.
"You ask Jon if there's an unfathomable mystery to Daenerys and Tyrion."
"I'm so confused, I don't know." Jon shook his head.
"That's not it anymore, Jon doesn't have any Targaryen characteristics, but a pure Stark." Sansa said quickly.
"Can I still be a Stark?" Jon smiled bitterly, looking at the big crow and said, "How about, Bran, you'll be the Duke of North? Father...father's title should be yours Inheritance, after Robb, you are the first heir, and then there is Rickon."
Bran said sincerely: "Don't be stupid, my identity and ability are exposed now, how can I be the Duke of North?
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And your identity is not a secret to me, but I never wanted to take Winterfell from you.
Because you are our brother, unless you dislike Stark's identity and think Targaryen More noble, I want a better future."
"No, no, how can I dislike it." Jon waved his hands again and again.
While Bran is telling the truth - Targaryen is more noble and promising, he really isn't disgusting being the "North Duke".
Being North Duke was his childhood dream, although it was quickly shattered by the harsh reality (ps).
He hesitantly said: "Rickon..."
In Westeros, there was no grace, when the second son was very miserable, there was no inheritance, even the Landed Knight Not as good - Landed Knight has at least a piece of Fiefdom, a small castle.
"Grandpa Brynden intends to let Rickon inherit Riverrun." Sansa hesitated: "Tully's Duke of Riverlands was abolished by Iron Throne, Daenerys is impossible to help Tully regain the title.
But Riverrun belongs to The family castle built by Tully's ancestors, she can protect the legal rights of House Tully.
So, Rickon's future is at least Riverrun Earl. If the gift of King of the Seven Kingdoms, even return the title to Tully."
"What about you?" Jon said worriedly again: "You are a woman with a child, it's too hard to work alone outside, why don't you come back and inherit Winterfell?"
"She doesn't necessarily Look at Winterfell!" Bran sneered lightly, and said angrily: "Jon, whether you are father's biological son or not does not affect everything you have now, Winterfell, our relatives, are yours, no Any changes."
Sansa blushed, glared at the crowd, and said, "Don't worry about it, Jon. Father's illegitimate child, Lyanna aunt's son, come to me Say, it really doesn't make much difference."
Jon's eyes were red with emotion, nodded, and did not refuse.
When the big crow left and the two left the guest room, Sansa paused and whispered, "Jon, do you want Iron Throne?"
囧 saw the younger sister's eyes His longing, said with a bitter smile: "Sansa, I swear to the dead father that I will never be an obstacle in your struggle for the throne."
Sansa's face flushed and embarrassedly explained: " That day at Winterfell (the night of my first reunion with Bran), I made it clear to you about the Iron Throne.
I am longing for the Iron Throne, but not crazy.
It's like walking by the river, there are a few bleating sheep floating upstream, there are 'Iron Throne' sheep, there are 'Seven Kingdoms Duke' sheep, there are 'Ordinary Duke' sheep, there are 'Ordinary Noble' sheep, there are 'Ordinary Duke' sheep 'obediently and honestly being a millionaire' sheep.
I don't want to hide my desire for oneself from my family, I just want better.
If I can get it, of course I To scoop up the 'Iron Throne' sheep; if I can't, I'll switch other sheep before getting my shoes wet.
At the end of the day, I just want to scoop up the sheep, not oneself fall into the river , become a 'Sansa' sheep for downstream people to salvage."
Paused, she continued with some reluctance: "If you also come to the river now and stretch your pole to reach the 'Iron Throne' sheep , then I'll change the target; if you're not interested, I'll continue to hunt for the 'Iron Throne' sheep."
It's unclear if Sansa is telling the truth, but she does mean it Very clearly, Jon understood it completely.
"Sansa, you continue to fish for that 'Iron Throne' sheep, I won't snatch it from you." He said embarrassedly.
"Don't force it, I'd be equally happy if you were to sit on the Iron Throne." Sansa said reluctantly.
“Not forcing, totally sincere,” Jon said sincerely.
"Then..." Sansa's eyes flashed with excitement, and he begged: "Can you not disclose your identity to the public?"
Jon's body twitched. Stiff, in a trance, he seemed to hear another beautiful woman also in a pleading tone, telling oneself not to...
shook the head, Jon dispelled the inexplicable chaotic thoughts in his mind, solemnly Swearing: "Sansa, don't worry, I will not tell anyone.
Understanding oneself's life experience only makes me cherish my current life and your relatives more.
I It's your big brother, I want to protect you, help you achieve your wish, and won't cause you any trouble."
"Thank you, Jon." Sansa was so moved that she handed the big brother a blessing. smile.