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I embrace the one I love most with the radiance of the god of Aten..."
When Ekhnaton finished the last note with his deep, magnetic voice, only a very faint breathing remained in the somewhat dimly lit room.Tutankhamun withdrew his gaze from the room, his eyes slightly lowered, his golden mask covering part of his hair.He didn't intend to hold the golden mask that he was still on the ground and then picked up quickly, but when he left his rest room, he subconsciously took the golden mask and wore it diagonally.The golden mask made of pure gold glowed with a very textured cold and cold under the moonlight, and the black "color" shadow cast by the golden mask made Tutankhamun's face seem to be divided into two parts by light and darkness.At the junction of light and darkness, Tutankhamun's eyes were very distinctly stunned, like a small beast that had just experienced a great catastrophe, and his pupils, which were still very immature, were still immersed in the tense emotions that hit the tip of his heart, and he had never returned to his senses.Tutankhamun felt that he had suddenly become very strange.His body was hot, and his cheeks were hot, as if he had just escaped from a hot pot.The evening breeze was blowing all around, and Tutankhamun's sweat wet his sideburns.Bang bang bang......
It was the sound of Tutankhamun's chaotic heartbeat, beating at a very fast frequency, as if his heart was pounding in the next second.He pursed his lips, and turned around a little stiffly, tensing his body that was not enthusiastic about what he saw and heard in the room.In the end, Tutankhamun couldn't figure out what kind of mood he was in when he returned to the room.He lay back on the bed and stared at the top of the canopy above his head.The golden mask was pressed by him, and the pillow was beating rapidly, and it did not slow down the distance he had from the beautiful environment.Tutankhamun felt as if something was blocking his throat, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, and a feeling of not being up or down made it difficult for him to calm down.Tutankhamun turned his head slightly and looked out the window at the "color" of the night, the moon was very round tonight, and the moonlight was exceptionally bright.Tutankhamun didn't know if the heart-pounding □□ would continue in the room in the center of the Holy Ship, and he pinched the back of his hand with his fingernails, trying to keep the pain from thinking about the images that disturbed his thoughts.Tutankhamun thought he would not be able to sleep in the middle of the night, but after the pain in his hand gradually disappeared, Tutankhamun also fell asleep.In the dream, he saw Nefertiti.In the dream, he has a tall body like his father, and he has grown up.Then he firmly embraced the half-worn Nefertiti with his strong arms, just as his father did to Nefertiti tonight, and made great affection for his father's queen and his stepmother Nefertiti.His five fingers "thrust" into Nefertiti's blonde hair, and a slight cast forced Nafertiti to tilt her head back and withstand his fierce attack.In the dream, his eyes changed into two colors, the left side of the color was red, and the right color was black.With predation, jealousy, and anger on his face.Tutankhamun didn't know why he had such strange and "lustful" dreams, in which he resembled him and did not look like him.When the ship reached the east bank of the Nile, the morning sun shone through the window, and under the warm halo, Tutankhamun woke up from his dream.The discomfort between his legs made Tutankhamun instantly recall the images from his dreams.He hung his head and clutched the futon tightly in both hands, embarrassed and embarrassed.How could I dream like that......
Tutankhamun slapped his swollen head to dismiss the image of his dream, when the voice of a maid sounded outside the room."
Your Highness, it's time to go back to the palace."
Through the door, the handmaiden's respectful voice reached Tutankhamun's ears.At this moment, as if afraid of being discovered his almost disgraceful and shameful secret, Tutankhamun got up from the bed in a panic, and quickly took off his dirty pants while letting the maid wait outside the door.Although the eldest maid in charge of Tutankhamun's daily life, although she did not understand why His Highness, who had served her personally, did not let her enter the house today, she was also interested in not asking anything, but honestly stood outside the door and waited quietly for Tutankhamun to come out according to the instructions.And when Tutankhamun was finally dressed and quickly disposed of his dirty trousers, his cheeks were still a little red when he opened the door to face the big maid.Tutankhamun's skin is whiter than usual, so it's easier to spot when he blushes on his cheeks.The eldest maid is Qiyabian, and in order to take care of Tutankhamun from a young age to such an old person, she also has a close relationship with Tutankhamun.After the big maid noticed that Tutankhamun's cheeks were a little abnormally red, out of a kind of concern, she naturally asked: "Your Highness, your face is ......"
However, before the big maid's words were finished, Tutankhamun interrupted: "It's nothing. ”When Tutankhamun finished, he seemed to be afraid that the maid would ask again, so he quickly said, "Isn't it time to go back to the palace, then let's go." ”After the words fell, Tutankhamun took the lead.But Tutankhamun had only taken a few steps, and as if he had suddenly thought of something, he paused suddenly, and then he quickly turned around and hurried back into the room, took out the gold mask pressed under the pillow, and put on his head for an ornament.When he got off the holy ship, Tutankhamun happened to run into Nefertiti, who had just walked from the holy ship to the shore.Maybe it's for the disgraceful voyeurism of last night, or maybe it's for the secret and stinging/exciting dream in the second half of the night.When Tutankhamun saw Nefertiti again, a flash of panic flashed in him, and when he felt Nefertiti's gaze move to his side, he didn't know how to face Tutankhamun of the original figure, and suddenly turned his face sideways, avoiding the eye contact with Nefertiti.Fu Zhenhong looked at Tutankhamun's side face, his gaze at the base of Tutankhamun's red ears stayed for a moment, and raised his eyebrows with some interest.This scene, Ekhnaton who walked in front of Fu Zhenhong did not see it, but was seen by Gary, the chief of the guard standing behind Tutankhamun.There was a hint of thought in Gary's eyes, and he vaguely sensed something, but for the captain of the guard, those feelings were not something he could consider."
Nefertiti."
Ekhnaton turned around and shouted to Fu Zhenhong, "Let's go back to the palace." ”He stretched out his hand towards Fu Zhenhong.Fu Zhenhong did not refuse, but put his hand in the palm of Ekhnerton's palm.After getting into the carriage for the Egyptian pharaoh and Nefertiti for the queen, Tutankhamun and others entered his carriage one after another.The three icons were carried from the ship by the monks, and the whole procession made an orderly march towards the newly built palace of Aten in Ekhnadon.Fu Zhenhong Aten Temple, together with the healers, spent nearly eight years to find the "medicine" that cured the Abydos epidemic, and Ekhnaton, who was the pharaoh, also spent nearly eight years to completely change the belief in the gods.The new palace and the new capital are more splendid than the previous Theban palaces.Led by Ehnaton, all the royal families moved here one after another, and in about a month, Thebes, once the most lively and splendid, became as ordinary as many cities.And Kahle's successor, the new high priest Karlsvoun, did not resist too much and complied with the new Lord God.With Karlsvoun as the beginning, more than eighty percent of the original priests of Amun also followed Karlsvoun and returned to the sun god Aten.In the new palace, Fu Zhenhong and Ekhnaton sit on the same high position, no longer as before, his position is slightly lower than Ekhnerton, but in the full sense of the word.The current Fu Zhenhong is not only a messenger of God, a queen of Pharaoh, but also a ruler of Egypt who is equal to ——— Ekhnaton.He co-ruled with Ekhnaton and even had the right to put his enemies to death, a penal right that had been reserved only to the pharaohs since ancient times.In order to express their admiration and admiration for Nefertiti, and to thank Nefertiti for his contribution to the epidemic, the Egyptian people began to build a portrait of Nefertiti in many temples.However, although most of the people of Upper and Lower Egypt had begun to worship the Lord God Aten, there were still some people who started riots in various places.Although the scale is not large, the distribution is "chaotic", so it is impossible to arrest all the protesters in a short period of time.While Ekhnaton was tracking down these people and concentrating royal power, Supiluriuma, who was once the Hittite king of Egypt, was officially granted the Hittite throne and became the new Hittite king, Supiluriuma I.The twin brother of Supiluluma I, Choteano, was the Hittite general and foreign minister, and personally led the Hittite army all the way to the vast land between the Mediterranean Sea and the Euphrates River to start the Hittite Empire.Spring goes to autumn, time passes, and it never stops.It's another year of the Valley Feast, and nine-year-old Tutankhamun is much taller than he was a year ago.His body began to twitch, and his bones developed rapidly, perhaps because he was born from the most cursed of all, so although Tutankhamun was only nine years old, he still looked like a long jade year.Compared with Tutankhamun's more and more erect body, Ekhnadon's aura is getting worse and worse, and his body is getting worse day by day during the year.Neither the healers nor the priests could find the cause.Only the man Ahnaton knows best that this is a curse and a punishment.The one who cursed him was Kia, it was Sisis, and even more so himself.And the root of all this is that he snatched Nefertiti from Seysituls by despicable means.But do you regret it?
Ekhnaton did not regret it, and now he sat alone on a wooden chair, the tall palm leaves obscuring part of the bright moonlight, casting his shadow in a dark shadow.And after him, gradually walked out of a person.