"That's right."

The old Sir did not wear armor today, he just wore a gray cloth robe, his face was slightly gloomy, and then he nodded.

"So to say..."

And Viselis walked a few steps in front of the throne a little dazedly, his eyes slightly losing focus.

He recalled the last time he saw his mother. At that time, Queen Layla's mental state was already very bad. She often saw and heard hallucinations, and then went crazy, yelling, angry or crying somehow.

Viselis thought that because of her pregnancy, coupled with the series of stimulation she had experienced before, she was slightly mentally disturbed.

But now it seems...all of this is likely to be man-made.

"Mother... shouldn't have died..."

"Really? Sir."

Veserys stopped slightly abruptly, then turned his head and asked the old Sir standing beside him.

And Sir Jeffrey's face was gloomy, he didn't answer Wesiris's question, as if he had acquiesced.

Queen Leila shouldn't have died. Although the woman was hit one after another, she was very strong.

She and the "Mad King" have been married for so many years and have been abused so many times without being tortured. How could she suddenly collapse and become mentally disordered at this time?

And Viselis tried to remember what would happen in the future if he followed the original trajectory.

The real Visiris' mental state is slowly becoming abnormal, with a grumpy temper and a psychological distortion. Even Daenerys, who is gentle, will burst out crazy after being stimulated.

"So...Is that so?"

Veserys stood still on the spot, staring blankly at the sky and the sea behind the seat in a daze.

He should have thought of it long ago.

But he didn't expect it.

Veselis and Queen Layla both took hallucinogens, and became crazy and irritable under the influence of hallucinogens, and Daenerys, who was in the mother's womb, might also be affected by a little medicine.

But now.

Veselis was also given a large amount of hallucinogens by the acting lord of Longshidao. However, Veselis did not show any symptoms of madness, he only occasionally showed some symptoms of hallucinations.

For example, sitting on the Conqueror's Throne in the Picture Table Hall last night, looking at the map of Westeros, following the route taken by Aegon I, recalling the story of the war that the old scholar once told him. .

In the end, the shadow of this war faintly appeared in his mind, as if he had seen it immersively.

Now that I think about it, the hallucinogen has played a role, and Veselis has fallen into his own fantasy.

But it is also obvious that Viselis eats more hallucinogens than Queen Layla, but this poison does not seem to have a great effect on Viselis.

Wesiris only had some mild symptoms of auditory and visual hallucinations, and did not appear to be mentally disordered like his mother.

And the old Sir stood beside the throne and watched Veserys standing in a daze, feeling a little bit unbearable in his heart.

This situation is really cruel.

It might be acceptable to say that Queen Layla died of dystocia, but she shouldn't have died.

It shouldn't even be like that, but because someone tarnished the honor, using poison to a pregnant woman and a child led to this ending.

The hair on the gray head of the old Sir was blown by the wind, and he took a deep breath.

Despicable usurper, he can't wait to smash him into pieces.

But now there is one more important thing...

"Your Majesty."

There was silence in the table hall, and after a long period of silence, the old Sir took the initiative to break the silence and spoke.

"Perhaps I should find a doctor for you to diagnose your current physical condition."

There are no bachelors on Longshi Island, and ordinary people cannot get bachelor's care like nobles and rich people, so they usually can only turn to local doctors and midwives and their knowledge of herbal medicine.

The medical skills on the continent of Westeros are actually not smart.

This is also showing how precious it is for the old bachelor to live to be eighty years old.

They can even use herbal medicine to consolidate or apply externally to the wounds of ordinary and simple diseases.

Sword wounds are disinfected by some extreme methods, such as boiling water, mill fire or fire milk to clean, the latter two are directly burned on the wound.

If the wound has begun to rot, maggots can be used to eat the decayed limbs and then bandaged. It is also possible to suture the wound if necessary, and use an ointment containing mustard seeds, nettle and baker's yeast to prevent infection.

But these must be used together with poppy flower milk and similar medicines such as sleeping wine to paralyze and relieve pain.

If there is no poppy milk, physical coma will be used. Of course, this method will not be used in extreme cases.

And these are for the treatment of diseases and wounds. There is only one other way for Veselis's situation now...

That is bloodletting therapy.

Bachelors and doctors think that if the poison is poisoned, the venom must be removed from the body, and where to cut.

When the venom has penetrated into the blood, it needs to be exsanguinated. Let the venom out of the body~www.mtlnovel.com~ The pure blood will refill the original position, so that it can detoxify.

Viserys heard Sir Jeffrey's words, his cheeks twitched lightly, as if thinking of a bad memory, and then he refused directly.

"No, Sir."

"I feel very good now, there is no need to bother the doctor."

After that, Wesiris did not give Sir Jeffrey a chance to continue speaking, and spoke again after turning the front of the conversation.

"I think you are very clear."

"Only those drunks, illegitimate children and women from free trade city-states will use poison as a weapon."

Viserys looked directly into Sir Jeffrey's eyes, his eyes burning with anger, and the old Sir did not know why he was a little nervous when he was seen by this pair of lavender eyes.

"The same."

"I know you think that a just king should not abuse his punishment privately, even if he is a sinner recognized by the seven gods."

"However, I don't want you to continue to stop me..."

Then Viserys passed by the old Sir, strode down from the main seat.

At the same time, his left hand held the hilt of the sword tied around his waist, and the other hand pulled out the short sword that was only slightly longer than the dagger.

"Because there is one thing I have to do myself."

A sharp dagger, the blade shone with cold light, Veserys held the hilt tightly, his face was cold without the slightest temperature.

"Humhhhhh-"

The illegitimate son lying on the ground tied with five flowers, saw this cute-faced silver-haired boy approaching in his footsteps.

There was a look of horror in his eyes.