"I'm dirty."
After saying this, Fu Zhenhong left directly, leaving Jotejano and Supiruriuma, who were standing in place, relatively speechless.Jotejano rubbed his chin lightly, looking at Fu Zhenhong's back as he left, even though he heard the other party's disgusting words so bluntly, he didn't feel angry at all.Probably a beauty like Nefertiti, no matter how arrogant and rude she is, no one will really get angry."
Brother, I like him."
Jotejano withdrew his gaze from Fu Zhenhong's back and turned to Supiluriuma.He still had a bright smile on his face, but there was no joke in his eyes.Supiruriuma's brows furrowed slightly, "Seriously?
”"Of course."
Jotejano nodded, "I want to get Nefertiti." ”When Supiluriuma heard this, he fell silent.He lowered his long eyelashes slightly, and the dark eyelashes revealed a black shadow under his eyes, as if an unfathomable thought flowed out of the gaps in these dark eyelashes.Seeing that Supiluriuma did not speak, Jotejano said meaninglessly: "Brother, don't you want to?"
”He chuckled and said, "Brother should also like Nefertiti in his heart, after all, we are twins." ”Supiluriuma remained silent.But Jotejano already knew Supiluriuma's answer.The curvature of the corners of his lips widened a little, and his mood was obviously happy.He was looking forward to the banquet more and more.The banquet was held in the spacious and luxurious hall of the Imperial Palace of Thebes.The hall is a standard square structure, and the entire ballroom is supported by four cylindrical stone pillars, and the walls on all four sides are bright white "color".Such a pure white and innocent color is not only a beautiful symbol of the white lotus, but also for a better reflection of the dazzling/hot sunlight on the surface.The guests' horses were tied to the stables in the hall and at the back, and all the main food needed for the banquet was processed on the right side of the hall.At this time, before the banquet began, many nobles and ministers had already arrived in the hall first.These people stood together in twos and threes chatting, and the orderly maids and waiters busily walked past these guests, making preparations for the beginning and end of the banquet.Fu Zhenhong was delayed for a while because the bathing room was used by Jotejano, so he chose a clean bathing room again.By the time he arrived in the hall wearing the golden mask, everyone except Pharaoh Amenhot/Phu IV had arrived.Fu Zhenhong's appearance made the banquet hall, which was originally a little noisy, instantly quiet.Everyone looked at Fu Zhenhong one after another, especially some of the younger noble children, who had not yet been carved by power and stratagem to be mature enough and not shocked, and a flush of joy and excitement appeared on their faces.Fu Zhenhong casually glanced around and saw Jotejano and Supiluriuma sitting at the bottom right of the main seat.Feeling Fu Zhenhong's gaze, Supiluriuma just looked back expressionlessly, and Jotejano smiled at Fu Zhenhong.Fu Zhenhong's eyes did not stop, he did not have these two brothers in the Heavenly Chosen One who needed a strategy in this world, and naturally he would not pay unnecessary attention.Right now, what makes Fu Zhenhong a little interested is the teenager sitting diagonally opposite the twin sons.The boy sat quietly with his back straight, his lips closed, and quietly.The aromatic wax on the top of his head was carefully carved into a wreath-like circle, which perfectly flattered the boy's bald head, which had no strands of hair.Compared with the environment around him, which is at least two people in one room, the teenager sitting alone seems a little abrupt and unsociable.Originally, Karlsvoun, who was still in the priestly learning stage, had no chance to come here for such a grand banquet, but because the high priest Kahler was busy with other things today, he really couldn't find time to come to the banquet, so he asked Karlsvoun, as his successor, to come instead of him.Karlsvohn hated this kind of banquet very much, but for his own interests and the long-term development of the future, he had to restrain the disgust in his heart, and try to adapt himself to and even like it.After all, this is indeed a rare opportunity for Karlsvourn to expand his network.And, more importantly......
I can see Nefertiti again.Thinking so, Karlsvohn met the eyes of the adults with some nervousness.After his gaze touched the deep and cold blue eyes, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his hands on his legs clenched unconsciously.Nefertiti...
Remember him?
Karlsvoun's heart was both expectant and apprehensive.The anticipation was because Nefertiti's eyes looked at him from so many people, and it was because Nefertiti had forgotten him.Thinking of that day's chance encounter, Karlsvoen's ear was faintly hot, and the beauty that suddenly crashed into that day took root in his heart, and the sky spread faster than the sky.As the successor of the high priest, no one knows better than Karlsvourn that priests cannot move true feelings, let alone have any lust/lust.Karlsvoun had never met Nefertiti, and he had never been curious about other people or things in the sacrifices.But ever since I saw Nefertiti that day, I had a secret thought in my heart.Even in the silence of the night, he had that kind of dream for the first time, and although the face of the person in the dream was blurred, the long brilliant blonde hair and cold blue eyes were only possessed by Nefertiti.When he woke up, he felt very cold in his heart, and there was a sense of anxiety that bordered on panic, he carefully removed the sheets, and vigorously scrubbed the white/turbid/"liquid" sheets over and over again.He felt that it was very dirty, whether it was the sheets or his own dreams, but he felt a very subtle, inexplicable back/moral-like thorn/stir.Those days were like they were going to break.It was as if his mind was split/split into two.A voice was saying that he should stop thinking about Nefertiti, who was an oracle and the one who made a marriage contract with the usher, Sithuls.And he is a priest, and he cannot have such feelings, which would be a betrayal of what he believes.But another voice said that Nefertiti was so good-looking, that he was a messenger of God, whom the great Amun had sent to meet him.At his first sight in the water that day, Nefertiti evoked a throbbing in his heart, changing his perception from a boy to a man.So his relationship with Nefertiti shouldn't have stopped there.These two voices echoed in his head, and for a moment even gave Carlsvoen the illusion that it was about to be blown up.And now, after looking at Nefertiti, Karlsvourn felt as if two voices were talking in his head."
Nefertiti, dear envoy, there is a vacant seat here."
The beautiful male voice of Dao Ci's "sex" broke Karlsvoun's thoughts, and also broke Fu Zhenhong and Karlsvourn's eyes.Fu Zhenhong ignored the owner of the voice, but Karlsvoen frowned and looked in the direction where the voice came from.It was the prince of the Hittite, and Karlsvourn remembered that the man who loved to laugh was named Jotjano.He didn't like the man.Whether it was because the other party said that the Hittites were from the country, or because the other party interrupted him and Nefertiti.Giutejano raised his eyebrows and smiled at Karlsvoorn, obviously still a bright and sunny smile, but for no reason it revealed a kind of arrogance that did not put people in his eyes.Karlsvoorn's face turned cold, and he withdrew his gaze from him.Jotejano snorted and shrugged his shoulders in displeasure.Although he admits that he is indeed a little bored, he actually eats with a half-grown teenager.Sure enough, it's Nefertiti's fault.Jotejano raised his glass and took a sip of the spirit.At the end, he glanced at the vacant seat specially set aside for Nefertiti, blinked his eyes, and suddenly sighed a little sadly, "Brother, it's so sad, my vacant seat is in vain." ”He said rather pompously.Supiluriuma said indifferently: "Didn't you already know that this would be the result?"
”"Ouch......"
Giuteano sighed again, his eyes fixed on Nefertiti, who had chosen to sit in the row across from them.Although the seats at the banquet are basically arbitrary, subtly, everyone will choose the right seat according to the corresponding status and power.Fu Zhenhong is the messenger of God, although many people want to invite him to sit beside them, but only Jotejano really dares to speak.Fu Zhenhong then sat to the left of Karlsvoorn, near the Pharaoh's main seat.Although each table is two consecutive seats, and the distance between the tables is about one meter, when Fu Zhenhong sat down, he still clearly felt that Karlsvohn's body tightened a little because of his proximity.With a bit of amusing Karlsvourn, Fu Zhenhong deliberately supported his temple with one hand and tilted his face to his side.The young man who tried to keep his face calm gradually blushed under Fu Zhenhong's indifferent gaze, and the burning sensation gradually spread from the root of his ears to his neck.And the people who were paying attention to Fu Zhenhong's movements also followed Fu Zhenhong's gaze and looked at Karlsvoorn."
Brother, although I shouldn't worry about children, this little priest on the other side always makes me feel a little annoying."
Joteano's eyes narrowed dangerously, with a hint of coldness in his tone.He could feel that Nefertiti, who was so cold that she didn't seem to care much about anything, had an unusual concern for this priest boy.Could it be that there is something different about this priest's young body?
As Jotejano was thinking, the voice of the voice attendant interrupted his thoughts.After the words "His Majesty Amenhot/P IV arrives in ———", he wore on his head a symbol of Lower Egypt...
Amenhot/P IV, with a red and white "color" double crown pattern, stepped into the banquet hall."
Why is it so quiet?"
His gaze swept around the hall, and then stopped on Fu Zhenhong's body.