At King's Landing Pier, a small boat is quietly docked on the plank road.

Beside the boat, Petyr Berish looked at his old friend and rival, and asked in a tone of uncertainty that he was not very sure: "Dear Varys, are you sure you want to leave at this critical moment? Don't you want to see the fate of that self-righteous bastard? ”

"No, Lord Count, I never enjoy this. You know, the biggest difference between me and you is that I'm always cautious in any situation, and you get a little too carried away when you think you're about to win. Trust me, it's not a good habit. Also, what happened today is not what you and I are best at, so to be on the safe side, it's better for me to stay out for a while. With that, the fat eunuch bent down and bowed slightly, then put on a hood to cover his face, boarded the boat and waved his hand.

As soon as the sailor received the order, he began to paddle hard, and in the blink of an eye he left the dock and slowly disappeared into the distance.

Seeing the boat drift away, Littlefinger shook his head with a smile and muttered in a voice that only could be heard, "You're right, there is a difference between us, but the real difference is that you will only hide in the dark like a spider, and once exposed to the sun, you will be easily eliminated." But I'm different, I have a noble status that you don't have, and sooner or later I have to stand in the sun and taste the sweetness of power. ”

There is no doubt that he did not feel that Varys was equal to his status from the beginning.

After all, in any case, the foundation of the rule of Westeros is nobility, and if a person wants to absorb power in this land, then the first level is to obtain the status of nobility first.

It's a pity that although Varys is the chief of court intelligence and controls countless secrets, he will never get a knighthood because of his physical disability, and the nobles cannot tolerate a eunuch to become their own kind, so they are destined to be like vines, clinging to others to obtain the necessary nourishment for survival.

This means that he cannot directly control the power, and can only participate in the game of power with the help of other people's hands.

However, Petyr Berish, on the other hand, was himself a minor nobleman, and now he had received the title of Earl of Harrenhal, and in terms of status and status, he had already gained the approval of all the nobles.

There may be people who despise his origins and shallow family background, but they will not question his qualifications to participate in the Game of Thrones.

Every time he thought of this, a strong sense of superiority swelled in Littlefinger's heart, and coupled with the fact that he regarded as the greatest threat was about to be eradicated, the whole person became inexplicably excited.

In order to reward himself for the tremendous energy he has put into this time, he decided to "eat" the young and beautiful Sansa Stark today to satisfy his years of prying and longing for Caitlin Tully.

As the saying goes, the best can never be obtained.

Who would have thought that the ignorant love of a young man would eventually become the driving force for a man to fight for his life.

Of course, this motivation is not love, but his inability to tolerate what he wants to be snatched away.

Luckily, now he has finally found a replacement to satisfy his shortcomings, and this replacement is younger and more beautiful than the original one......

Baerichie plans to take advantage of the situation, first to have Sansa pregnant with her own child, and then to marry her to Robert Arryn.

In this way, when the frail Robert Arryn dies in an "accident", he will be able to secretly control the Vale with the help of Sansa and the child in her womb, and when the time comes, he will request a marriage as the Earl of Harrenhal and rightfully rule the Vale.

In fact, according to the original plan, he planned to marry Ryza Tully, but Zhang Cheng's fierce revenge destroyed everything.

In anticipation, Littlefinger quickly returned to the brothel on Silk Street.

As soon as she walked in the door, the woman waiting at the door took two steps forward and reported in a low voice, "My lord, your lovely little lamb has been waiting in the upstairs room for a long time. As you instructed, I added something to her wine to cheer up, and the calculation should be almost working. ”

"Hehe, good job. Remember, no matter what happens, don't bother me until dawn tomorrow, understand?"

"Yes! I promise you won't let anyone disturb you. The woman hurriedly bowed and gave assurances.

In the eyes of outsiders, Littlefinger has always been a harmless image of humans and animals, but she is quite aware of how dangerous her master is, and many new girls are just because they accidentally provoke each other, and they soon disappear inexplicably, and a few days later, the tortured corpse will appear on the beach by the sea.

Passing through the noisy hall, Baerichie hurried to the innermost room on the second floor.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he noticed that Sansa was sitting in a chair with her legs clamped, her face flushed and she was panting, and her blue pupils were slightly dilated.

Obviously, whatever was added to the wine just now had already started to work.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?" Littlefinger pretended to be concerned and took two steps forward to support the other party.

However, when he was supporting, one of his hands inadvertently stroked the girl's round buttocks, making the latter, who was already very sensitive, tremble involuntarily.

"I ...... I don't know ......," Sansa said, a look of trepidation.

She hadn't tasted the "forbidden fruit" yet, and she didn't notice what was happening to her at all, let alone that the seemingly friendly "strange uncle" in front of her would attack her.

"Ah, I think you probably drank too much. Come, hurry up and lie down and rest for a while. With that, Baerichy took the girl in his arms and walked towards the big bed not far away.

Just as he put Sansa down and took off the girl's boots and coat, the door slammed open.

Interrupted at the critical moment, he immediately scolded loudly without looking back: "Damn! Didn't I say that no matter what happens, don't come and disturb me before dawn?"

"I'm sorry to disturb your good work, but I have an account that needs to be settled with you right away!"

With a familiar voice, Zhang Cheng's figure appeared at the door of the room, his eyes full of coldness.

"You...... How could you be here?!!" Seeing the man who should have died standing in front of him, Berishi was suddenly frightened, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and look for a place like a window to escape.

Unfortunately, in order to keep it a secret, this room has no windows at all, only a secret door leading to the escape passage, and the entrance to this secret passage is just under the bed.

Now that Sansa had suppressed the mechanism that had been opened, he couldn't open the entrance, and it was impossible to escape......