Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 4 Don't even give me a chance to give birth to Murong Fu

When Daenerys returned to her tent, the hairless man who helped Drogo to heal his illness hadn't left yet. A few women with chicken-skinned faces and horrible appearance had their legs as dry as roots spread apart, and their legs were scattered. The gray and disheveled hair swayed with the dance of the sacrifice.

The toothless mouth opened wide and sang old Dothraki ballads with a shrill voice piercing the eardrums.

They sang and danced around the fruit-bodied man on the bed, and the flames on the nearby bonfire followed the rhythm of the song, and sometimes burst into a two-meter-high orange flame, and sometimes it almost went out in a flash, leaving only the charcoal dimming flickeringly.

Danni's scalp felt numb, and her legs stood at the door like solidified reinforced concrete pillars, unable to move a single step.

This is just the dance of the Dothraki witch doctor, it's not a big deal, you're still Dragon Mama, just fluctuating flames, maybe it's the wind, she told herself in her heart.

"Roar--"

On the fur bed, Drogo suddenly let out an inhuman howl with only one emotion: extreme pain.

How many times has Dany seen him face ten times more serious trauma with a smile.

A big man like Zhang Fei, who has a layer of skin cut off his chest, is only a skin trauma!

Even if the sore is inflamed and infected, even if the germs go deep into the viscera, she should be dizzy, unconscious, and almost unconscious—even though she has just graduated, she has had dozens of internship experiences, and she knows that inflammation will never be like this Stimulate pain-sensing nerves.

Think back to the time when Drogo was healed by Mirri Mazduur. Every night, Drogo on the bed was so painful that he punched and kicked the air, and the sheepskin blankets were torn on several beds.

Dany was absolutely sure that the witch did it on purpose. She wanted to take revenge on the Dothraki in the cruelest way. Undoubtedly, nothing would satisfy her more than letting the khal die in extreme pain and endless suffering.

No, she wasn't satisfied, Daenerys rubbed her belly, and the witch would sacrifice Drogo's son to the devil, and make his Khaleesi suffer for a lifetime.

Drogo, who was drowsy during the day and struggling with pain at night, was soon forced down by several Mamin medical women to drink two large bowls of poppy wine.

Poppy flower milk, a milky white liquid extracted from poppy flowers, has miraculous effects of pain relief and anesthesia, and is the most commonly used anesthetic in Westeros and the nine free trade cities.

(ps: The poppy flower in "A Song of Ice and Fire" reflects the poppy in reality, but the poppy flower is not equal to the poppy flower. Simply put, the poppy milk in Game of Thrones is a secondary magic unique to the fantasy world Items that do not exist in reality.)

Ma Min doesn't know the skills of Westeros bachelors to purify poppy milk, but he can soak poppies in wine, and the effect is similar.

These hairless people are fully worthy of the title of "Mongolian doctor". They have no formal training and only work as a "side job" as a part-time doctor because they are unable to have children. They also do daily work such as cooking fires, herding horses and sheep.

Medicine was terribly poor, witchcraft was almost non-existent, and it couldn't cure more serious injuries, nor could it dispel the black witchcraft of the Witch Maiden--Dany was sure they didn't even realize that Drogo was witched.

After the hairless man bowed to her and left, Daenerys came down to the bed with the help of the maid.

"Jiqi, give me a dagger, something sharper." She said to the maid.

When Daenerys married Drogo, she received many gifts, including three maids from Viserys.Dothraki girls Jiqi and Irri, and Doria, a Lysian with blond hair and blue eyes.

Jhiqui was about the same age as Irri and Dany, fourteen, and both were taken as slaves when their father's khalasar was destroyed by Drogo.

Doria was older, twenty years old, head of one of Reese's famous brothels.

They are not ordinary maids. Yi Li is a good rider and is responsible for teaching Daenerys how to ride a horse.

Jhiqui is fluent in Common, Dothraki, High Valyrian, and specializes in teaching Dany Dothraki.

Doria trained the little Dany, who had no knowledge of personnel, to become a master of 'riding', er, commonly known as 'old driver'.

Ji Qi moved swiftly, and found a 30cm long dagger from the half-person-high purple wood framed red copper box on one side.

It has a tawny bone hilt, and the dagger is wrapped in a brown cowhide scabbard, which is bent into an arc like an arakh scimitar.

"This is Drogo's dragonbone dagger, Khaleesi," Jiki said.

"bass!"

The short knife was out of its sheath, and under the light of the dark red torch, it brought out a snow-white sword.

There is not a single gap in the blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and Daenerys' smoky purple eyes flashed with satisfaction, what a knife!

Seeing her leaning over the butter candlestick held up by Doria, as if she was about to cut the gauze on Drogo's chest, Ser Jorah hurried over and said softly, "Kalisi, you have trouble with your hands and feet, let me do it." .”

I have handicap?Do you think my master's degree is fake?

Dany squinted at the big bear, swung the blade over the candle flame, skillfully cut the dirty silk cloth stuck to the skin, underneath was a layer of blue wet mud and hard lumps of fig leaves, a layer of Another layer, accumulated in seven or eight days, the hairless man repeatedly pasted ten layers of 'Dothraki holy medicine' on it - muddy.

To say that they are Mongolian doctors is an insult to other Mongolian doctors.

Jorah turned his head and looked at Dany with surprise and doubt in his eyes. The dressing was cut and picked apart lightly and nimbly. It was hard to imagine that it was done by a pregnant girl who didn't know how to use swords.

The top layer of dressing was still moist, but the lower layer was as dry as a goatman's mud wall. Under Dany's rhythmic tapping, it easily cracked into several pieces like a mud wall.

Uncover the fragments sticking to the flesh and blood, and peel off pieces of purple-black fig leaves. Gradually, a rancid smell mixed with sweetness permeates the spacious yurt space. The smell is so strong that several people can't breathe.

Doria covered her mouth with one hand, her face was swollen, and the thick tallow candle in the other hand kept shaking. Jorah quickly reached out to take the candle, and Doria immediately stepped back and trotted to open the leather curtain. , went outside and vomited.

The wooden tray held by Yili in both hands was full of fallen mud and leaves, stained with pus and blood and tiny rotten minced meat.

At this time, Drogo's injury was fully displayed in front of Dany, the left chest was dark, and the rotting wound glistened in the candlelight.

With Drogo's rapid and difficult breathing, his chest heaved up and down, bubbling purple and black pus blood flowed out of the three forked streams, soaking the white lamb blanket under him, and the sweet smell became stronger and stronger, making Jorah even the tough guy Started to queasy.

"Kaleesi, Khaleesi" Ser Jorah looked at Dany, who was standing there with a pale face, and then at Irri and Jiki, who were covering their noses and turning their heads. He opened and closed his mouth and shouted several times but couldn't say anything. Come up with a complete sentence.

When Dany came back to her senses and asked Yi Li and Ji Qi to prepare hot water, spirits, etc., Jorah immediately grabbed her arm and said anxiously: "Kalisi, did you see that? Your husband is dying soon." .”

I know, I can guess that his chest cavity must be full of foul pus and blood, and Drogo's heart is soaked in the purple and black poisonous blood.Even if the black witchcraft is exorcised, this kind of trauma will surely die in the modern age of advanced medicine, Daenerys thought silently.

It can even be said that he is already dead, and the witch and witch hoped that he would suffer more pain, so she hanged his life with weird black witchcraft.

"What do you mean, ser?"

"Son, let's go before he takes his last breath!" Jorah urged.

"Go? Where?" Dany asked blankly, looking directly at Drogo's chest.

"Go to Asshai in the land of shadows. It is located in the far south, the end of the known world, and it is said to be a prosperous port. There, we should be able to take a boat back to Pentos."

Ser Jorah hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is your Khass trustworthy? Only the two of us."

"Hehe" Daenerys's pale smile showed a bitter smile, she shook her head and said, "Sir, if you think too much, we won't be able to leave. It's hard to protect ourselves if there are fewer people. Bring the Kass, a large group People are too conspicuous, are you blind when you are a [-] Roaring Warrior?"

To Asshai?

Even adult men can't bear the pain of traveling thousands of miles away. Danni, a 14-year-old girl with a big belly, might as well give herself a knife.

Sir Jorah looked at Dany's big belly and frowned, "Your Highness, even for the sake of your child, you should try to escape from this place.

The Dothraki bow to Khal Drogo's power, but that's all. They don't follow a baby just waiting to be fed, unlike us in Westeros.

When Drogo dies, Jaco, Bono, and a dozen Kou will immediately start fighting for the position of Kayo. Drogo's khalasar will fall apart and kill each other until the final winner emerges. "

"And then?" Dany asked sullenly.

Sir Jorah couldn't bear it, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "The new Khal will not keep his opponent alive, your child will be taken away as soon as it is born, and they will feed it to the dogs, just like Drogo once did to Ogo!" That's what fathers and sons do."

This Dani is stronger than Jorah imagined, except that her face is paler, and she has not fallen into hysterical despair.

"If I have about a week and seven days to go, if Drogo dies before then, and my child is not born, will they let me go?" Dany said hesitantly.

"I am Khaleesi, Dothraki tradition, no one can hurt a widowed Khaleesi, at most"

Dany gritted her teeth, and said the last sentence with difficulty: "At most, send me back to Vistorasco and become a member of the Doshi Kalin."

Sir Jorah's expression was shocked, and he said in disbelief: "Are you willing to die in Mawang City for the rest of your life?"

Then, he shook his head in pain, "It's useless, didn't you realize that the Dosh Kaling in Mawang City has no children? After all these years, no Kalixi was like you when she was pregnant. Lost Kaa?"

"It's just a baby, and it's still a baby who lost its tribe." Dani said incredulously with fear flickering in her purple eyes.

Ser Jorah smiled bitterly, and asked, "Remember your brother Rhaegar?"

Fourteen years ago, on the eve of Daenerys's birth, her eldest brother, the crown prince Rhaegar Targaryen, died on the banks of the Trident while fighting the usurper.

Her father, the 'mad king' Aerys, had his throat cut by the white knight who was supposed to defend him to the death, and died tragically under the Iron Throne.

On the same day, three-year-old Princess Reynes, Prince Rhaegar's child and Daenerys' nephew and niece, was split in two.Prince Aegon, who was still a baby, was torn off his mother's head. Amid the mournful cries of the princess, he threw it on the stone wall like a melon and smashed it into a bloody mess.

In the entire Targaryen dynasty, only Dany and Viserys are left. Now Dany is the only one left.

Worse than Murong Fu, there are at least four great ministers and cousins ​​in his family.

"Westeros, which advocates chivalry, is still like this, the barbaric Dothraki." After a pause, Jorah said again: "One more thing, under the Mount of Our Lady, Dosh Kalin prophesied that your child will become a knight riding the world. A steed whose future accomplishments are enough to strike fear into the hearts of any enemy, and no one will let you go without risking him growing up to come back for vengeance."

(End of this chapter)