She was gradually no longer restricted by the image of a lady.

Cersei gritted her teeth, stared at the couple, and twisted her skirt tightly with her hands.

The queen's face was gloomy, and an annoyed look appeared in her eyes: "Damn bitch!"

"I should have killed you long ago!"

The moment the gates of King's Landing were breached, she actually realized that the game was over.

When Jaime Lannister died in battle and was torn apart by dragons, Cersei was heartbroken and had a premonition that her life was about to end.

Even so, seeing this scene, she was still extremely angry!

For a moment, Cersei couldn't even tell...

Was it because Joffrey's queen Sansa was raped by Fang Yanrun that made her more angry? Or was it because the Targaryen prince she had always loved was defiled by a shameless woman that made her more angry?

"Damn you! Lowly woman!" Cersei cursed.

Fang Yan and Sansa ignored her.

As the queen, she was powerless in front of Fang Yan.

Even if she wanted to take the opportunity to kill the two men with a sword, she couldn't do it.

Clang! The sword chopped Fang Yan, making a sound of metal clashing and a burst of sparks.

It was as if he was being scraped.

Time is ticking away.

About an hour and a half had passed since Fang Yan broke into the Red Castle.

After the fierce battle, Sansa fell asleep.

Fang Yan helped Sansa put on her clothes and found that she was fine.

After watching such a good show, Cersei went from being angry and annoyed at first to being numb and even...

She was aroused by the desire that was hidden deep in her heart.

Cersei and Fangyan looked at each other, their eyes moist, and they couldn't help licking their lips: "Fangyan Targaryen..."

"A true dragon king that is a hundred times more powerful than thunder!"

Although her beloved brother James died at the hands of the dragons under Fang Yan's command and was brutally dismembered, but...

One had to admit that Fang Yan was handsome, strong, of noble birth, and extremely powerful.

Even gods cannot stop him.

Is there anyone in the world who is better than this man?

I'm afraid not.

At this moment, Cersei Lannister was in a state of lust and her eyes were full of seduction.

She wanted to sleep with Fang Yan.

Fang Yan, who was in a refreshed mood, glanced sideways with his dragon eyes, focusing his scrutinizing gaze on the queen.

Fang Yan seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and said seriously: "You can't, Cersei - you are not worthy of me."

"But you can kill yourself."

"This is the greatest mercy and kindness I can offer you."

People who have just finished taking a shower speak in a firm tone.

Cersei bit her lip, trying to maintain the dignity and composure of a queen, and was about to curse.

Unfortunately, when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say a word.

She held a sharp dagger in both hands and her body moved uncontrollably.

Phew!

Cersei plunged the dagger into her own heart.

Blood splattered everywhere!

In humiliation and despair, Cersei's body gradually lost its breath, her face turned pale and withered, and she died completely.

He casually cut off Queen Cersei's head, held her hair, and tied her bleeding head to his waist: "A special trophy~"

"It will also be a nice decoration if it is inlaid on my throne."

Things became simple afterwards.

When Tommen Baratheon saw the head on Fang Yan's waist and realized it was his mother Cersei whose head had been cut off, he let out a hysterical scream.

Then, this meek and weak boy, who had obeyed his mother's arrangements in everything since childhood, jumped down from the battlement.

Boom! Tommen Baratheon smashed himself into a steaming pile of pulp.

Fang Yan's men rushed over, cut off Tommen's head and presented it to him.

——The King of Wu liked swordsmen, and many people were wounded. The King of Chu liked thin waists, and many people in the palace starved to death.

Everyone knew that Fang Yan liked to cut off the heads of celebrities and make them into trophies, collections and decorations.

So it was only natural that Tommen Baratheon would have such an end after his death! As for Myrcella Baratheon, the last surviving and nominal heir of the Baratheon dynasty...

She was a beautiful girl with milky white skin and golden curly hair.

So when the Unsullied found her, they did not kill her immediately, but tied her up roughly and sent her to Fang Yan.

Myrcella Baratheon was delicate, beautiful, and polite.

She inherited her mother Cersei's beauty, but she does not have Cersei's evil nature.

In the original destiny, Myrcella would be sent to Dorne for political reasons to marry Trystane of the Martell family, but now...

——Myrcella Baratheon, whose biological mother had just been killed, hated Fang Yan from the bottom of her heart.

But what does it matter? The setting sun was shining, and before night fell, Fang Yan had sex with Mircella.

afterwards……

Fang Yan gave Mircella a choice.

Die on the spot, or try your best to suppress the hatred in your heart and let time dilute everything.

Myrcella Baratheon is a clever girl, and her rationality eventually overcomes her emotion.

"I...I will try my best to please you."

In order to preserve the last trace of his parents' blood, he could only flatter and try his best to serve Fang Yan and make him feel comfortable.

——It is true that Fang Yan is lustful, but it is precisely because of this that Fang Yan has so many women.

When she was entered, Myrcella realized it immediately...

Fang Yan, who has always been philanthropic and has no intention of holding a wedding banquet for any woman, has very limited favor towards himself and is not proud of himself.

What if one day I fall out of favor...

The consequences are disastrous!

She could only try her best to win the other party's favor.

At this point, the biggest obstacles in King's Landing have been completely eliminated.

In Junlin City, all the big shots who were slow to react and did not have time to surrender to Fang Yan gathered here. One of them died howling in the chaos of war, and his death was no more noble than that of a wild dog in a stinky ditch.

Those scenes made Fang Yan feel sad.

He sighed, "The streets are full of the bones of nobles, and the treasury is burned to ashes." Then he moisturized the beauties sent by the major lords until they fell unconscious, demonstrating his strong physique as the new king.

The third day after the fall of King's Landing! The [Dragon Restoration War] has come to an end! It ended with Fangyan Targaryen's great victory!

In the throne room, Tyrion came before Fang Yan as a prisoner.

The short, top wise man in Westeros looked up, and there was no sign of trepidation in his tone, only unprecedented solemnity: "My last question, I hope to get your answer!"

"——In the previous Battle of King's Landing, Sir William Darry, who had died long ago, made great contributions, so..."

"Has he become the legendary White Walker now?"

(End of this chapter)