He wanted to have this person.When this emotion welled up in his heart, Amenhotep IV's eyes became a little more revealing when he looked at the white-clothed oracle.His dark eyes were like the sky of this night, and a faint touch of gold in his pupils added a kind of pride and nobility to him.At this time, these eyes were like eagle falcons, tightly locked on Fu Zhenhong.The canopy had completely darkened.Although the bright moon had not yet hung high in the night sky, and the halo of the candle was not enough to illuminate his figure standing in the darkness, his gaze was too sharp and straightforward, and the interest and possessiveness in it were not concealed in the slightest.It's hard to ignore such a strong presence.Amenhotep was not afraid that Nefertiti, who was standing in the center of the garden, would discover him, or more accurately, he even hoped that the oracle would soon discover him and recognize the existence of a second person.He wanted to see what Nefertiti's expression would look on when she spotted him.However, Amenhotep IV was destined to be disappointed, because in the next second, although the white-clothed priest in the center of the garden spotted him, the other party only glanced in the direction where he was, and then looked away.There was no expression on that beautiful face, and even the eyes were extremely indifferent.It's as if he, a person like him who hides in the garden and peeps at him, is just an inconsequential existence.Amenhotep IV raised an eyebrow, not angry, but a little subtle, no one had ever ignored him like this.He was sure Nefertiti had spotted him, and he was sure that they didn't care about him at all.His own existence did not make waves in Nefertiti's eyes.The messenger of the gods may have mistaken him for an ordinary worker in the temple of Karnak, and had come here to peek out of curiosity about Nefertiti's face.That's not entirely wrong, except that his identity is wrong, and he did come here out of curiosity.Amenhotep suddenly wondered if Nefertiti would have ignored his existence as calmly as he did now if he knew that he was a pharaoh.He thought of what it would be like to see the other man's beautiful pupils staring at him alone.As the idea came to mind, Amenhotep's desire to face Nefertiti grew stronger.But just as he was about to lift his feet and come out of the shadows, a third person was welcome in the garden, where only he and Nefertiti were there."
Nefertiti" Amenhotep heard an extremely familiar male voice.It was the voice of his brother Sesiturs.Amenhotep paused slightly, then dismissed the idea of showing up.He saw his popular brother, Sesiturs, trotting to Nefertiti's side with a smile on his face.At this time, Secy Turce is not at all as calm and calm as he usually is, just like an ordinary young man who will be nervous because of his sweetheart's emotions when he falls in love.Amenhotep saw that Sithules was smiling brightly and brightly, and his eyes seemed to soften the dazzling starlight, which seemed to be imprinted with Nefertiti's face."
Sorry, I'm late."
Sithuls stared at the man in front of him, a hint of apprehension and caution in his tone.He liked Nefertiti so much that when he liked Nefertiti's eyes, he would start to get nervous, and his heartbeat would speed up uncontrollably.Even if he was ten years older than Nefertiti, even if he could be calm and measured when dealing with anything else, he could not maintain absolute calm and composure under Nefertiti's eyes."
No apologies, Si Turs, I didn't have to wait long."
Fu Zhenhong replied, and his slightly softened tone instantly soothed the uneasiness in Sai Siturs' heart that he was afraid that he would be angry.Standing in the shadows, Amenhotep heard Nefertiti's voice, which was clear and bewitching, far better than he had imagined.Amenhotep looked at the two people standing opposite each other in front of him, the dim candlelight shining on them, and the halo diffused in the air, and there was a harmonious atmosphere that could not be intervened by a third person.At this moment, Amenhotep's emotions once again became a little delicate.Nefertiti was a messenger sent by God, a gift from the Nile to Upper and Lower Egypt, and he was Pharaoh, the supreme ruler of Egypt, and he should be the most qualified person to stand with the oracle compared to his brother Sisituls.He recognized Nefertiti as a messenger of God, but was unable to convince himself of Seysituls as a messenger of God.Fifteen years ago, he had not yet been born on the day of the rain that fell from the sky, but that did not prevent him from learning what had happened from the mouths of those who were there.In Amenhotep's view, the so-called receiver of God is not so much the will of the god Ra and Amun as a long-planned performance led by the priestly class headed by Kahler.After all, the sister of the High Priest of Kahler was the mother of Sesituls, and with the blessing of such a relationship, it was difficult not to make Amenhotep think about it.Amenhotep wondered if his father, who had always been wise and wise, would have acquiesced to such an outcome because Sithuls had been his eldest son fifteen years earlier, the most qualified to become the next pharaoh.Amenhotep could not agree with his father's thoughts.For whatever reason, it should not be so conformist to the high priest Calle, whose growing priesthood would only diminish the prestige of the royal power in the hearts of the people.Since ancient times, the pharaoh has been the most honorable person.Only the pharaoh can have the absolute right to speak.Amenhotep glanced at the smile on Saisituls' face, he did not deny that his brother was excellent, but the reason why the other party was popular with the people and could naturally have the qualifications to marry Nefertiti as an oracle was also largely because of Kahler's back.Thinking of the high priest Kahler, an old fellow who was over half a hundred years old, Amenhotep IV's eyes flashed with a coldness, and then looked at Nefertiti and Sesituls who were standing together, and then lost the subtle thoughts at the beginning.He didn't stay any longer, but quietly turned and left the garden.Sensing Amenhotep's departure, Fu Zhenhong glanced thoughtfully at the direction in which Amenhotep IV had disappeared."
What's wrong?"
Sai Siturs, who had been paying attention to Fu Zhenhong, almost immediately noticed the shift in Fu Zhenhong's gaze."
Nothing."
Fu Zhenhong retracted his gaze indifferently.Seeing this, although he still had some doubts in his heart, he didn't choose to continue to ask more.He glanced up at the sky, where the moon had risen over the west bank of the Nile, signaling that their engagement would soon begin."
Nefertiti, let's go into the main hall of the Temple of Amun together."
Saisi Turles made an invitation to Fu Zhenhong."
Hmm."
Fu Zhenhong responded.Sai Siturs smiled lightly and took the initiative to hold Fu Zhenhong's hand.Fu Zhenhong did not refuse, and let Sai Siturs pull him in the direction of the main hall of the temple.As for the almost red cobra, it was wrapped around Fu Zhen's red and white wrist, and it was motionless with its eyes closed, as if it were a delicate ornament.On the way to the main hall of the temple, neither Fu Zhenhong nor Sessitors spoke, Fu Zhenhong was purely too lazy to speak, and Sessituls was a little nervous.He shook Nefertiti's hand intimately, and he was delighted by the beautiful touch in his hand, although he and Nefertiti were about to be officially engaged, but this was the first time he held Nefertiti's hand.The delicate and smooth touch in his palm made the roots of his ears slightly red, and even though it was obviously not appropriate now, he had an urge to be unscrupulous.The closeness to Nefertiti was both sweet and tormenting, and Sithturs couldn't help but think to himself.There was still a short way to the main hall, and Sithurs wanted to hold Nefertiti's hand for a little longer, and he also wanted to enter the main hall early to complete his engagement with Nefertiti.These two contradictory feelings made Siturs subconsciously increase the force in his hand, and held Nefertiti's hand tighter.Fu Zhenhong glanced at the hands of the two of them, and then at the corners of Sai Siturs' lips that were slightly raised.From his point of view, the outline of the young man's side face was deep and clear, and the thick eyelashes naturally drooped, casting a gentle shadow under the curtain.In the information about this world that Fu Zhenhong obtained from the Time and Space Administration, there was not much ink about Saisituls.Only a few strokes indicate that the elder brother of Amenhotep IV would die on the eve of his marriage to Nefertiti.There is no record of why he died, but compared to his brother Amenhotep IV, a pharaoh who underwent an unprecedented religious reformation, the figure of Siturus is like an inconspicuous grain of sand in the long and grand history of ancient Egypt.Sai Si Tuls is not Fu Zhenhong's target in this world, in order to adapt to the plot later, although he is a little cold-blooded, Fu Zhenhong does not intend to interfere with Sai Si Tuls' already established fate.But before that, in the face of Sai Si Tuls' sincere love, Fu Zhenhong will not be stingy in responding to Sai Si Tuls' closeness and giving the other party enough peace of mind.So when Fu Zhenhong heard Sai Siturs say that the joy at the moment was so beautiful that it made him feel a little unreal, Fu Zhenhong gently rubbed the back of Sai Siturs' hand with his fingertips, in a way that Sai Siturs would definitely like as a silent comfort.Fu Zhenhong's action made the curvature of the corners of Sai Siturs' lips rise a few points, if it weren't for the wrong time and place, he would definitely put Nefertiti's hand on his lips at this moment and offer the most sincere kiss.Sesituls kept telling himself in his heart that he couldn't be in a hurry, and when they finished their engagement today, as long as the water of the Nile River that irrigated the fields returned to the riverbed and Egypt ushered in the planting season, they would become true soulmates through marriage.After thinking like this, Si Turs couldn't help but glance sideways at the man next to him, and after discovering that his beloved Nefertiti was also looking at him, the roots of Si Turs' ears suddenly turned even redder.However, despite being a little nervous, Sai Siturs did not look away, but showed a very bright smile at Fu Zhenhong.He is handsome and has the deep facial features unique to the children of the Nile, but he does not give people a very fierce attack, so this smile is extraordinarily sunny and easy to make people feel good.
[It's a pity, it's a cannon fodder.] ]The voice of the weak chicken system sounded in Fu Zhenhong's mind.Fu Zhenhong ignored the weak chicken system, he withdrew his gaze from Sai Siturs, and turned his gaze to the front.As the largest temple in the whole of Thebes, the temple of Amun in the temple of Karnak is divided into three main parts, the main hall, the large pillar hall and the temple.The temple is the most central, sacred and majestic place of the temple of Amun, which can only be entered by pharaohs and high priests, and generally only the grandest sacrifices are carried out in the temple.Fu Zhenhong, as the divine envoy Nefertiti, and his engagement ceremony with Saisituls was held in the main hall, and their current location was outside the large stone gate of the main hall."
Here we are."
Fu Zhenhong said in a light tone.Sai Siturs nodded, and after responding to Fu Zhenhong gently, he also looked straight ahead.Then, when he walked up the steps on the couch and into the hall, he never let go of the hand holding Fu Zhenhong.In the whole temple, except for Pharaoh, who had not yet arrived, the priests and singers in charge of the eulogy were already standing in their respective places and ready everything.The man who eulogized was Edy, the second priest after Calle, and he was a confidant of the high priest of Caleb, and was absolutely faithful to Calle.Because of this relationship, he also took special care of Sesiturs, who was the nephew of the High Priest of Calle.At this moment, he glanced at the hand that Sesithurs and Nefertiti were still holding together, frowned slightly, put his hand to his lips and coughed gently, and motioned to Sesiturs to pay attention to his words and deeds with his eyes.Saisituls knew what Edie meant, this was the Temple of Amun, and it was necessary to be serious and disciplined.He pursed his lips slightly, and although he was reluctant, he finally let go of his hand.Fu Zhenhong didn't care about the eye contact between Siturs and Priest Edie, and after he withdrew his hand, he stood quietly in place, his eyes casually looking around.The temple of Amun is a perfect example of the splendor of an Egyptian temple, with four corners of the main temple supported by neat round stone pillars carved with colorful reliefs and beautiful frescoes on the walls.As for the hard stone slabs under his feet, they were all covered with brilliant gold leaf, which glowed faintly in the light of the candles."
Pharaoh arrives ———" the herald's loud voice sounded outside the main hall.Immediately after the sound fell, the priests and priests of the temple turned their bodies to the temple door, and they fell to the ground on one knee, and respectfully greeted the most noble king in all Egypt.Sesituls also faced the temple door, and while leaning slightly, he raised his right hand across his chest and placed his palm on his left shoulder.As a messenger of the gods, Fu Zhenhong didn't need to bow to the pharaoh, so he just lowered his chin slightly.