Green quickly burst Tyrion's bubble: "Do you think Queen Regent Cersei will cooperate obediently? Also, don't forget, you are the Master of Coin on the Small Council, Duke Tywin would never allow it."
Tyrion scratched his hair, complaining, "I only know how to spend money, but not how to make it, the Old Lion must have felt confident letting me sit in that position because there wasn't a single copper star in the kingdom's treasury."
He said weakly, "I need to think of a good way to appease Sister Cersei, it's too difficult, I wonder if she likes to watch me dance."
Green said with a look of disdain, "If you wiggle around in front of Queen Regent Cersei, she will see it as a provocation, and even Jaime won't be able to save you then, I guarantee it, Tyrion."
Tyrion laughed heartily, crossing his short legs, and said, "Green, all Seven Kingdoms know you are Cersei's favorite courtier, I won't make things difficult for you, please help me think of a good way…"
His expression turned lewd: "Everyone knows… you're the best at serving her."
Ignoring Tyrion's teasing, Green thought for a moment and said, "You rescued Jaime from Riverrun, that should quell most of Queen Regent Cersei's anger."
After listening, Tyrion picked up his wineskin and took a big swig of wine, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "Cersei's gratitude is short-lived, she's better at holding grudges."
His gaze was complex: "Especially mine."
Green also took a sip of wine and said, "It seems we can only think of a solution through a marriage alliance.
On this matter, I think Queen Regent Cersei will be willing to talk to you."
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Riverlands, Highgarden.
Tap, tap, tap, Margaery Tyrell's steps were faster than usual, but she held her slender, charming waist straight, her gracefully curved chin slightly raised, and her posture was light and elegant.
The servants in the corridor all stood aside and bowed, Margaery's deer-like eyes gently swept over each person who bowed to her, a gentle smile on her small face.
Standing before the Sept's grand doors, Margaery nodded slightly, and the two attendants standing on either side of the door slowly opened the oak doors, bowing.
Entering the Sept, Margaery's beautiful eyes flickered, and she moved towards the direction of the Mother's statue, where… Lady Olenna stood quietly.
Performing a graceful curtsy, Margaery softly called, "Grandmother."
With her back turned, Lady Olenna first lightly dabbed at the glistening in the corner of her eye, then turned around and said, "Have you come to take me back, my Margaery?"
Lady Olenna grasped her cane with one hand, her steps faltering, and Margaery quickly came to support her.
Upon drawing closer, Margaery quickly noticed the tear stains at the corners of her grandmother's eyes, which made her heart jump.
She was about to speak when Lady Olenna stopped, slowly swept her gaze over the statues of the Seven Gods, and said, "For an old woman like me, this is truly not a good place."
"Grandmother~" Margaery was quite helpless.
Lady Olenna walked unsteadily with Margaery's support, and she said, "The gods in heaven don't have time to bother with an old woman's nagging."
She grew more and more agitated: "If the gods were merciful, they wouldn't have left me with two crippled grandsons."
Margaery at this moment wished her father, who was rushing to King's Landing, would appear here; only Duke Mace could attract most of her grandmother's anger… Little Rose immediately stopped her thoughts, as a daughter, she shouldn't think that way, she felt very guilty.
Creak, creak, the tightly closed grand doors opened again.
Outside the Sept was a vibrant and colorful Rose garden.
Lady Olenna and Margaery walked through the garden, a gentle breeze bringing wafts of floral scent and chirping birdsong.
Lady Olenna's anger had not yet subsided, she huffed and puffed, saying, "Margaery, I regret more and more why I didn't stop it back then… I should have firmly refused, I shouldn't have let young Loras become Renly's squire!
The theatrical Renly, only theatrical Renly, he deceived this old woman.
This old woman will sooner or later go to the Seven Hells to settle accounts with him!"
Today, Lady Olenna was much more irritable, Margaery was very worried, she had to "betray" her father a little: "Grandmother, although you were reluctant for Loras to leave Highgarden at the time, there was nothing you could do, Father had already agreed to Storms End's invitation."
Stopping, Lady Olenna stared motionless at her obedient and clever granddaughter, she seemed to be recalling past events.
After a short while, she nodded and said, "Yes, I remember now, it was my stupid son's decision."
She snorted coldly, saying angrily, "That foolish Wild Boar Duke!"
After cursing a few more times, Lady Olenna finally calmed down, and she said kindly, "Margaery, I'm tired of walking, let's find a place to sit for a while."
"Yes, Grandmother."
Margaery smiled sweetly, silently praying in her heart: Gods, forgive me.
They sat down in the garden's gazebo, Lady Olenna took a sip of tea, then gestured for the surrounding maidservants to move away.
Lady Olenna's wrinkled hand patted her granddaughter's smooth and delicate hand, and she said with satisfaction, "Margaery, my Margaery, the future Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, you are excellent, unlike my stupid son, who only blushes and puffs out his cheeks when he's anxious."
Patting Margaery's hand again, Lady Olenna leaned back in her chair and said, "Is there concrete news?"
Margaery nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Grandmother, we can now confirm that at the Riverrun wedding feast, Edmure Tully and Jeyne Westerling both died from poisoning, but they were poisoned with different substances."
"Jeyne Westerling… the little wolf's bride…"
Muttering to herself for a moment, Lady Olenna took a small sip of tea, her eyes deep: "We can also confirm that there was another person hidden at the Riverrun wedding."
Margaery curled her fingers and said, "Grandmother, who could that person be?"
Putting down her teacup, Lady Olenna gazed at Margaery and said, "That's enough… Put away your useless curiosity, and don't let anyone continue to investigate, this matter ends here."
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