"I'll remember you, Ekhnerton."
Fu Zhenhong's sentence may be a more sincere response than liking for the current Erahnerton.Ekhnaton chuckled softly, a light that seemed to dispel all darkness and gloom on his angular handsome countenance.He is the god of the sun, born in this world in the glory of the god of Aten, and in the end, he will also be born under the favor of God.Seven days is a short time, and the intersection of day and night seems to be in the blink of an eye.Pharaoh Ekhnaton closed his eyes seven days later in the morning and went to another world with the radiant soul of Aten.The death of Pharaoh plunged the people of Upper and Lower Egypt into a state of mourning.On the day when the extradiditers buried Pharaoh Ekhnaton, everything stopped and paid tribute to the Pharaoh who had passed away.In fact, within two hours of Pharaoh Ekhnadon's death, His Highness Tutankhamun's mother, Kia, also died.There is speculation about whether it is because Kia followed Ekhnaton to yearn for the world of life, but the truth of the matter is because of the power of the curse, which involved both Ekhnaton and Kia from the beginning.It's just that compared to the death of Ekhnatun, the supreme ruler of Egypt, Kia's death is a little insignificant in the eyes of everyone.Except for the maids and attendants in Kia's palace and Tutankhamun, little was paid attention to Kia's departure.In the moment before Qi Ya's death, Fu Zhenhong went to her last.When it came to Fu Zhenhong's Qiya, there were moist tears in her eyes, as if she had a thousand words to tell.But her lips were pursed, but she couldn't make a complete sentence, Fu Zhenhong sat on the edge of Qi Ya's bed, and put her palm on Qi Ya's cheek, with a sense of comfort.Qi Ya saw the same coldness and indifference as ever in Fu Zhenhong's eyes, but the hand on her cheek made her feel the tenderness that belonged to Nefertiti.Gentle, yet cruel.Qi Ya finally smiled with relief, she raised her hand to hold Fu Zhenhong's hand, and then put it on her lips and kissed it gently, "...
God makes great...
May you...
Not vulgar...
The world is disturbed, forever...
Safe and smooth......""
May the next life...
Kia...
Still...
Yes...
After saying the last word with difficulty, Kia's hand hung down and closed her eyes forever.Tutankhamun, who was standing on the side, bit his lips and clenched his hands into fists, his nails sinking deep into his flesh.He tried to hold back his tears, telling himself that he couldn't cry, because only the weak would cry weakly.Fu Zhenhong looked at Qi Ya's face, and when Qi Ya said the last sentence, she sighed softly, and said very lightly: "Qi Ya, I wish you to be a happy and sad woman in the next life." ”After the words fell, Fu Zhenhong stood up, he glanced at Tutankhamun, who lowered his head and couldn't see the expression of the department, and said in an indifferent tone: "Adjust your emotions as soon as possible, and in three days, you will succeed your father as pharaoh." ”After leaving this sentence, Fu Zhenhong left the palace directly without waiting for Tutankhamun to make any answer.When Ekhnaton did not die, Fu Zhenhong, as the queen, already had complete equal rights to Ekhnaton, and now, Pharaoh Ekhnaton died, and the whole of Egypt was temporarily under Fu Zhenhong's full control.And the reason why Fu Zhenhong let the nine-year-old Tutankhamun succeed to the throne is just to conform to the original development of the world.However, at this stage, Fu Zhenhong has absolute power in his hands, that is, Tutankhamun succeeded to the position of pharaoh, but he was also restricted by Fu Zhenhong, and the final decision on major matters was also Fu Zhenhong's decision.Three days later, at the ceremony of Tutankhamun's succession.Dressed in the clothes of a Pharaoh, with a crown of colors on his head and a scepter in his hand, he sat on the throne of Pharaoh in front of the icon of Aten."
Your Majesty Tutankhamun, all blessings."
The Egyptians below shouted Tutankhamun's name in unison, whether it was discussed or not, at least the "color" was all reverence and piety.Tutankhamun sat on the throne and looked at the Egyptian people who hung their heads below, and did not make too many waves.But in just three days, Tutankhamun seemed to have grown up suddenly.Perhaps it was Kia's death that made him understand certain things, or maybe it was because he was about to become a pharaoh that made him realize his responsibilities and obligations, so he needed to make his "sexual" personality more mature and stable.He swept his gaze over the crowd, and finally withdrew his gaze, glancing knowingly at Nefertiti, who was sitting a little above him.Because of the gold tool, Tutankhamun couldn't see Nefertiti's appearance clearly at this time, but even if he didn't see it, he could guess that Nefertiti must have an indifferent and cold expression.The difference between the two made it clear to Tutankhamun that he was now the successor to the Pharaoh, but it was Nefertiti who was actually doing it.This feeling of being in a high position, but still doing the law, made Tutankhamun feel a sense of restraint that was suppressed by Nefertiti.There are no puppets with real power.It was not the result of Tutankhamun.But Tutankhamun is also well aware that he simply does not have the ability to concentrate all the power in his own hands now.Fu Zhenhong came into contact with Tutankhamun's eyes, and from these stoic but implied fierce eyes, he saw a kind of tenacity that did not admit defeat.Fu Zhenhong did not make any comment on this, he withdrew his gaze, sat on the high seat without saying a word, and did not bow down from the high position until the succession ceremony was over.And when she passed the second position on the right, Fu Zhenhong felt that her hand hanging by her side was lightly hooked by something.He pursed his lips and looked sideways.To his right, however, stood a tall man, dressed in a dirty white robe, with a low-hanging face, long eyelashes and somewhat curly, and no hair on his head.Fu Zhenhong smelled a faint fragrance of Qizi flowers from this man's body, Qizi flowers are heavy spices specially used by priests for divination and sacrifice, and only priests who often use Qizi flowers are contaminated with this smell.At nine times, the bald young man who saw Fu Zhenhong bathing in the Temple of Amun had grown into a taller green than Fu Zhenhong.Because the other party bowed his head and half-lowered his eyes, Fu Zhenhong could only see the other party's eyebrows.After a few precipitations, Karlsvoun now has a quiet and peaceful temperament, at this time, he stands quietly in place, and there is a holy aura like ancient jade slowly flowing out of his body.It seems to be indifferent and quiet, not fighting, not grabbing, not arrogant or impatient.But Fu Zhenhong felt the touch on the back of Fang Cai's hand, and looked at Karlsvohn, who looked like nothing had happened after making such a move, and there was a rare trace of interest in his eyes.It's kind of interesting......
There was a slight smile on Fu Zhenhong's face.And Fu Zhenhong's brief pause naturally attracted the attention of Tutankhamun, who had been paying attention to him.The light pharaoh who had just succeeded him looked back and forth several times on Fu Zhenhong and Karlsvoorn, and he inexplicably felt uncomfortable."
Karlsvorn," Tutankhamun called out to the white-clad priest.Hearing this, Karlsvoun turned his body in a more natural direction, and then turned to Tutankhamun, who was still sitting on the high seat, with a standard priestly salute, "Your Majesty." ”His voice is also very gentle and peaceful, not very deep, and it doesn't sound aggressive.Such a voice can easily make people feel good, so that they can let down their guard.What Tutankhamun said to Karlsvohn was not interested in listening, and after he left the celebration, he returned to his palace.In the rooms of his palace, there was also a portrait on the wall, which was his portrait, and Ekhnaton had given Fu Zhenhong the painting he had brought to the holy ship after the previous feast of the valley.Although Fu Zhenhong does not have that kind of love for Ekhnerton, as one of the natural choices of his strategy, Ekhnarton is still a special existence for Fu Zhenhong.It is precisely because of this that looking at this portrait given to him by Ekhnaton at this moment, Fu Zhenhong subconsciously played up Ekhnerton, who had been a partner for nearly ten years.By this time, Ekhnaton had been buried in the tomb of the Valley of the Kings, and the gold was piled up in the coffin where he was sleeping.In order not to disturb the pharaoh's sleep, and to make it difficult for the tomb robbers to retreat, Fu Zhenhong cast a spell with divine envoys.If there is an attempt to disturb Pharaoh's sleep, a curse will surely fall on the disturber.After using Qizihua to set a spell, Fu Zhenhong asked the waiter to bring the Senit chess.There are not many entertainment items in Egypt, and Fu Zhenhong doesn't like songs and dances.So many times, Fu Zhenhong, who is alone, prefers to play chess.However, today, as soon as the waiter who had placed the chessboard left the room, a dark shadow appeared behind Fu Zhenhong.Sensing the subtle silence behind her, Fu Zhenhong did not look back, and even her expression did not change a bit.With the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, a pair of cold and pale hands climbed up Fu Zhenhong's shoulders along Fu Zhenhong's arms.Because the linen clothes worn by Fu Zhenhong are obliquely "exposed" to the arms and shoulders, the palm of one hand behind the hands behind him is completely attached to the skin of Fu Zhenhong's shoulder.Fu Zhenhong's shoulders were round and delicate, and the hand that wrapped Fu Zhenhong's shoulders did not have a trace of temperature, and it was an unusually cold breath, like a snake."......"
Fu Zhenhong's ears heard a faint and ambiguous whisper, and the cold breath of the comer also sprayed on Fu Zhenhong's ears.In the past ten years, it is not only Ekhnaton who has changed, but also Saisis who has become more and more bold and presumptuous under Fu Zhenhong's indifference.And at this moment, as a bound contract pet, Sisis's behavior is obviously a transgression.But even so, Sisis had no intention of retreating, but began to move his hand from Fu Zhenhong's shoulder to Fu Zhenhong's collarbone.