He closed his eyes vigorously, and there was a burst of annoyance, confusion, and uneasiness in his heart, what should he do, how should he explain that at that time, it would be good to kill her The night fell like thick ink, enveloping the courtyard full of green trees.The wind was blowing, and the sound of the thick and steady Nile River slowly sounded in his ears.In the huge Wang family's study, he was the only one.The slender fingers clenched the papyrus paper tightly, and the strong joints were slightly white.Almost transparent amber eyes stared fixedly ahead, as if trying to see through the heavy, tightly closed wooden door.As usual, after the day's political affairs and dinner, he sat in his study and read important documents.Sometimes Retah would meet with him and talk to him about the situation in several neighboring countries; Sometimes Mentus would come and report to himself on the state of affairs on the Egyptian border; Recently, Nefertari will also come, under the pretext of the death of the little princess, to visit him.Life is like the water in a lotus pond, so calm that you can't see a ripple.From the day he took over the position of regent, the world would not have any accidents for him, the empire, enemy countries, courtiers, harems, people, everything was in his hands, and everything was a small chess piece in the overall layout.Two years after the death of his father, Seti, the vast empire is under his control, and it is running in an orderly manner, step by step towards a clear tomorrow.But now, in the chessboard he controls, a strange piece has appeared.Originally, this chess piece was just one of his thousands of chess pieces.In the past few years, he has been easily in his hands, and his humble and insignificant existence even made him want to completely wipe this chess piece out of his gorgeous chessboard.He laid it out lightly, wanting to crush the existence of the chess piece to pieces with a single stick.However, this simple act did not fulfill his wishes, and from the day she survived under his staff, he could no longer control the pawn, and could no longer ignore the presence of this man.She began to become unpredictable to him.Still weirdly old silver hair.Still strange gray eyes.Still sickly rare white skin.It is still a lowly seed born to his father's mistress.But he never seemed to have seen her like this.She had the courage to stand up to protect her handmaidens when Pharaoh was furious; She was so strong that when he sarcastically mocked her, he could smile and say that he would do something for Pharaoh; She had the insight to point out the situation in Egypt, Cush, the Hittites, Assyria and other countries without ever stepping out of the deep palace, and the golden sunlight and blue water brought him strange illusions, and he was annoyed by the out-of-control behavior for a while, and in a fit of rage he decided to forcibly change her fate, almost naively proving his absolute control over this small chess piece by such means.However, her calm reply made his mind even more confused.When he saw her tonight, he tried to make his voice sound as cold and indifferent as ever.Tearing off the illusionary pale gold veil, reminding himself that the silver hair came from his most disdainful and despised-down sister who had been by his side for more than ten years.But only he knew that she had appeared in front of him rashly, and undeniably escaped from his grasp once again, and to his surprise, this bold act did not provoke his anger, but made him wonder with interest what she was going to do.In his pitiful memories of her, the disgusting sister always avoided him, always looked at him with timid eyes, and never dared to question any of his orders.He really couldn't imagine that she would dare to meet rashly, and confidently threw down two words "negotiation".Although she was still a little rusty, she was much smarter and sharper than he had always understood.Ritach, Mentus, including the high-ranking courtiers around him, who would negotiate terms with Pharaoh, and no matter how he guessed, he could not have imagined that this person who dared to negotiate terms with him would be one of her girls, his sister.He carefully hid the small fluctuations that crossed his heart at that moment.He wanted to keep listening, what exactly she wanted, and he wanted to know what she thought.She negotiated the conditions with him, and although the conditions were three, he clearly understood from the beginning that the focus would be on the last one.After the second condition was said, she paused, her petite chin slightly raised, and she looked at him.Those eyes seemed to be looking at themselves, and as if they were looking at somewhere more distant.The eyes covered by the thick eyelashes were filled with an unpredictable fog.He rarely saw fog, but once, after a sweet dream, he walked out of the hall, and in the morning before the sun had yet set, he saw Thebes enveloped in a faint fog, an indescribable sense of nothingness, as if it were within reach, but yet out of reach.It was only after the sun tore through the clouds that the hazy feeling disappeared without a trace.At that moment, the look in her eyes was like a fog, but it was far thicker than what she had ever seen, and no matter how much he guessed, he couldn't catch half of the clues in her thoughts.For some reason, he didn't want her to look like that.He had always thought that he had agreed to meet her three conditions without thinking because so that she could obediently go to Cushi, help Egypt, and help the empire, but at that moment, he had a strange idea, hoping that her third wish was to let her stay in Egypt and not go anywhere.Why, at that moment, a wonderful impulse seemed to override all rational analysis, that he felt that no matter what she said, he would agree, and whatever she wanted, he would give.Reasonable or not, possible or not.As long as she says it, he will satisfy her at all costs.Was he playing chess, or was the chess piece confusing himself He suddenly became impatient, and the fog in her eyes seemed to be overwhelming at that moment, pouring into his heart with a conquering attitude."
Thirdly, I'll satisfy you," he blurted out, something that didn't look like his own words at all.Too late to be annoyed, too late to withdraw.At the moment of confusion, the fog in her eyes suddenly dissipated, and her clear eyes were like clear crystals, looking at herself sharply, but she couldn't read half a minute of hesitation."
That's it, all I want is the Eye of Horus."
As he said this, he saw a smile on her lips.What is the Eye of Horus and what is the difficulty of promising her She is not because she wants to help him, she is not "to make him happy" as she said, it turns out that it is just for this so-called secret treasure, she can leave Egypt willingly, go to Cush, marry another woman, the only one whose heart is so chaotic, suddenly irritable, irritable that he can't control it."
It's up to you.Get the Eye of Horus, and you're going to go" At that moment, he saw her close her eyes heavily, and she took a deep breath, the expression on her face that couldn't tell whether it was pain or satisfaction.He scrambled and fled back to his seat, picking up the paperwork again, trying to force his thoughts to gather on the paper again.But his mind was still full of irrelevant thoughts, and he couldn't help but care about his sister who was still looking straight at his sister across the huge table.He used to hate her so much, so he was so willing to let her play a pawn that could be kept away from him.But now, he could no longer ignore her presence, and every cell of his seemed to feel her presence.Such an illusion, why can anyone tell him that such confusion makes him bored and frightened.It turns out that he also has something to be afraid of.He put down the paperwork heavily, tilted his head and breathed deeply, then leaned back in his chair.Dark brown hair ran down his shoulders, and he closed his eyes hard, and there was a burst of annoyance, confusion, and uneasiness in his heart, what should I do At that time, it was good to kill her He tightly clasped the thin shirt on his chest with his right hand, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed heavily.But can he do it now, and suddenly he doesn't want to go anywhere, he just wants to sleep.For the past thousand nights, he only wanted to see her, and only she could soothe his messy mood and easily dispel all his confusion."
Ra God, Harpy Goddess, please let me sleep, I want to fall asleep, I want to see her again in my dreams" The wind rustled through the tall ferns, and the light in front of him jumped gently, stretching his shadow long, lonely to the open ground.The deep voice blended into the cool air of the night, again and again, so reverent, so helpless.t1706231537: