If looking from Jon's own perspective, the most pertinent node he could think of happened to match this time period perfectly.
Leaving the North and heading south for about a month, stepping into King's Landing and mixing in the whirlpool of power games for almost two months, plus the time spent going to the territory...
This could no longer be explained by coincidence, making the Baron's thoughts start to drift.
Fortunately, he was standing with his back to the Master of Whisperers at this moment, so he didn't expose his almost extremely ugly face.
Otherwise, this clue alone would be enough for the Master of Whisperers to guess many things.
Moreover, he knew better than anyone that he had frequented this place behind the peephole quite often.
God knows if anyone was also savoring him while he was savoring the woman of the Protector of the Realm.
Thinking of this, Jon clearly felt a warm current spreading from his cheeks to his ears.
Although his heart was already churning like a stormy sea, Jon did not fall into panic.
After all, when he was enjoying himself to the fullest, he had already thought that there would be such a day, but the only thing he didn't think of was that this "blessing" came so fast.
While shocked, Jon also silently comforted himself that there was no such coincidental thing in the world that would happen to him.
What's more, given Cersei's temperament, he might not necessarily need to be responsible for this.
So after a brainstorm, the Baron slowly let out a breath, and then turned around to face Varys.
Then, he tried hard to squeeze out an extremely shocked but confused look, and cast it towards Varys, as if wanting to get any hint from this damn bald fat man's eyes.
However, what disappointed Jon was that even though he was so deeply immersed in the act, and his gaze was burning enough to pierce through people...
Opposite him, Varys's expression remained consistent, without even a slight change.
Not only that, the Spider even stretched out his soft and fat hand to pat Jon on the back, signaling him to continue watching.
Then, Jon saw the door of the Queen's bedchamber being pushed open violently, and then a dwarf rushed in.
As for what happened next, the two could no longer spy, because the moment Tyrion was seen, the whole room became noisy.
Her Highness the Queen quickly got up, covered her body with loose clothes, and then walked to the terrace.
And from the angle of the peephole, nothing could be probed anymore.
After that, seeing that they couldn't continue to gain anything, the two chose to return the way they came first.
When they crawled out of the sewer again, they had time to continue the topic just now.
But by now, neither Jon nor Varys intended to ask questions first; instead, they stared at each other silently, as if engaging in a silent contest.
However, in the end, it was the easy-going Master of Whisperers who initiated the dialogue first and eased the inexplicable tension between the two.
"My dear Secretary to the Hand, what is your opinion on this?"
When saying this, Varys raised his eyebrows slightly, as if expecting a good show to unfold.
It was just that coupled with his smooth, egg-like face, Jon couldn't help suspecting that this dog was laughing at him.
Obviously, once a person has a guilty conscience, everyone seems suspicious.
But at this moment, Jon understood that some things could only be done but not said. Even if tied to the stake, he had to swallow it abruptly.
So, after adjusting his mentality, his face had no other expression except solemnity.
"Lord Varys, thank you for your kindness, but I have to say, you really killed me..."
The Secretary to the Hand's words were very meaningful, both thanking the ally and also stating his own position, and even more full of worry about the upcoming bloody storm.
For such a secret, no one wanted to be deeply involved.
After all, knowing that Her Highness the Queen was pregnant could only be counted as being well-informed.
But the deadly thing was that the seed nurtured by the Queen obviously did not come from the King. This was a "death question."
Regarding Jon's blame, Varys didn't explain much; instead, he gazed at the young man in front of him with a look like watching a play, as if he had already gained insight into the whole story.
"Well, since you don't want to mention it, let's talk about something else..."
Seeing Jon's reaction, Varys had to change the topic.
"Lord Jon, the reason I shared this secret is only because it concerns the peace of this Westeros..."
While saying this, Varys raised his eyes to look at Jon again. The certainty in his eyes seemed to be deliberately proving something.
Seeing him like this, Jon, apart from sighing slightly, could only listen to the other party continue.
"Of course, there is definitely a connection between the two..."
Varys deliberately circled around and took the opportunity to confirm Jon's expression again.
Seeing that the other party still didn't respond, he relayed his conversation with Duke Ned to Jon.
At the same time, Varys also stated again that as long as the stability of the situation in Westeros could be ensured, he, a slave from Lys, was willing to help anyone who made efforts for it.
Hearing Varys's righteous declaration, Jon's eyelids couldn't help twitching slightly.
If it were someone else, maybe they would praise the Spider's integrity, but based on the understanding of the bald manager's background, Jon could only regard it as crocodile tears.
In the transmigrator's view, as long as it could meet Varys's needs, regardless of whether it was profitable, this eunuch would not hesitate to declare war on the whole world.
And from the perspective of interests, even knowing everything that happens subsequently, he couldn't figure out Varys's real pursuit.
According to the original plot, this intelligence dealer who only relied on the strong and the victors seemed to have his own pursuit.
Even though he had served three monarchs and almost laughed last, he never revealed his true demands.
Fortunately, Jon didn't struggle with this point. Anyway, as long as he ensured that he still had use value, this guy presumably wouldn't put him on the chessboard.
Of course, this was only temporary.
Seeing that the other party had expressed clearly, Jon naturally had to respond here.
After promising Varys that he would try his best to mediate the dispute between the Wolf and the Lion, the two separated.
However, before preparing to return to the Tower of the Hand, Jon suddenly remembered that there was another task on this trip, which was to personally interrogate the Spider why he put him in the struggle between him and Littlefinger.
However, because what happened just now was too shocking, Jon forgot to confirm this matter with Varys until the end.
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