Chapter 234: Aegon

Aegon's gaze towards Viserys was somewhat tense, as if he was aware of some truths. He frequently turned his head to look at his 'father' Jon for help. Jon, however, was at a loss for words and did not respond to Aegon's pleas, which only made the boy more anxious.

However, when Viserys took his hand and asked him some casual questions, the boy's inner tension dissipated considerably, even giving rise to a sense of warmth. This is my uncle... one of the few relatives I have in the world. He even wanted to hug Viserys, but he didn't dare to ask.

This invitation was proposed by Jon Connington himself, not Viserys wanting to visit his home. Therefore, the man with the ash-red hair was torn, and finally mustered the courage to speak.

"Your Majesty."

However, as soon as Jon began to speak, he immediately knelt on one knee.

"I have something to ask for your forgiveness."

Jon suddenly knelt on the ground, and Aegon, who was being held by Viserys, and the maid on the other side were not surprised, just a little nervous, because they already knew what Jon was going to say.

Seeing Jon suddenly kneel and say such words, Viserys raised an eyebrow.

"Jon, what do you mean by this?"

The young king still pretended to be surprised, looking at the other party, then reached out and pulled Jon up from the ground.

"What do I need to forgive you for?"

"Did you not prepare food and wine in advance for the king's visit to your home?"

Viserys made a joke, and the atmosphere in the room instantly relaxed.

Jon Connington was also pulled up from the ground by Viserys, shaking his head with a bitter smile on his face.

"Good food and wine have naturally been prepared for Your Majesty."

"But what I hope Your Majesty will forgive is the sin of deceiving the king."

Hearing Jon say this, the smile on Viserys' face receded slightly.

"Oh?"

"Why do you say that?"

Viserys' change in expression and words immediately made 'little Aegon', who was holding his hand, and the maid next to him, feel their hearts rise again.

The boy with blue hair had sweat in his palms, constantly turning his head to look at the expressions on his adoptive father and uncle's faces, his breathing also somewhat heavy.

Jon, facing Viserys' serious gaze, didn't know why he felt a bit uneasy, perhaps because he had done something guilty.

Then Jon gritted his teeth and spoke again.

"Your Majesty once asked me if I had any family left, and at that time I answered that I had a son, Aegon."

"But Aegon is not actually my son."

There was only one woman and one child present, Jon had no one else to rely on, so he mustered the courage to speak directly.

As soon as his words fell, all eyes in the room immediately focused on the boy being held by Viserys.

"Oh?"

Viserys also looked down at him, and Aegon, holding his hand tightly, looked up at him as well.

At first, the boy was very nervous.

He kept recalling the teachings of his teacher Halton, telling Aegon to learn from his powerful uncle.

His uncle Viserys had done many earth-shattering things when he was only eight years old.

And now he was a year older than his uncle was then, yet he was trembling under his gaze, which aroused the boy's competitiveness.

Aegon held Viserys' hand tightly, trying to straight

en his back and widen his eyes, hoping to make himself look more formidable.

However, these actions only made him laugh helplessly.

Viserys gently ruffled the boy's hair, then looked up at Jon and asked, "Jon."

"If Aegon is not your son, then who is his father?"

Jon's face was still full of bitterness, facing Viserys' seemingly ordinary question, he was silent for a long time.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, and this time all eyes were focused on Jon.

Then the man with ash-red hair took a deep breath and finally spoke.

"What I'm about to say may seem unbelievable to you, but I assure you it's true."

"Aegon's biological father is your elder brother, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen."

"And his mother is Princess Elia Martell of Dorne."

"His name is not 'Aegon', but Aegon Targaryen."

Jon said a lot of shocking secrets in one breath, then saw that Viserys' face was still very calm, just showing a little surprise.

The man with ash-red hair was a bit puzzled, wondering why Viserys didn't show a shocked expression.

"Your Majesty, you don't seem surprised."

"Did you already know?"

Jon couldn't help asking as he looked at the calm Viserys.

Hearing Jon's question, Viserys finally came back to his senses.

He had been wondering why Jon chose to hide this secret before and why he suddenly revealed it now.

What was the factor that caused this change, who was influencing Jon's decision, so he was a little distracted.

"Oh, no."

"I didn't know."

After being reminded by Jon, Viserys quickly shook his head.

"I was just too shocked, I didn't expect such a result."

"So much so... I was stunned."

"Yes."

Viserys tried hard to prove with his body and language that he was just stunned, not distracted.

He was very sure.

Then his gaze turned to 'Aegon', who was holding his hand, no, now it should be 'Aegon Targaryen'.

Then Viserys put away the surprised expression he had just pretended on his face, raised his head again and asked.

"But as far as I know, my nephew Aegon was brutally killed by the Mountain when the Red Keep fell."

Not only did Viserys know, but it was also common knowledge that during the fall of the Red Keep, the Kingslayer killed the Mad King with a sword from behind, Princess Elia of Dorne was raped and killed by the Mountain, and her infant son Aegon was also brutally killed.

This was known to everyone, and almost every citizen of King's Landing knew it.

"No."

Jon, unaware that Viserys already knew, continued to explain seriously.

It was probably that the baby killed by the Mountain during the fall of King's Landing was a farmer's child placed there by Master of Whisperers Varys, who then hid Aegon.

After the usurper mistakenly believed that little Aegon was dead, Varys quietly sent Aegon across the Narrow Sea.