Ramses II felt that he should do something.Otherwise, he may regret it for the rest of his life, after all, Nefertiti is destined to leave.It's like a dream.And before Nefertiti left, Ramses II was trying to get hold of something.Ramses II pursed his thin lips and looked at Nefertiti beside him, his gaze lingering for a moment on Nefertiti's golden mask, and finally on Nefertiti's blonde hair, which looked particularly beautiful in the sun.He reached out and stroked Nefertiti's blonde hair from his chest, wrapping his fingertips around the blonde hair, then leaning slightly and sniffing the scent of the hair with the tip of his nose."
Nefertiti" Ramses II slowly read Fu Zhenhong's name in this world, and there seemed to be some kind of hidden emotion in the simple four sounds.Seeing this, Karlsvoun on the side frowned subconsciously, he wanted to stop Ramses II from making some overstep to Nefertiti this time, but when he saw that Nefertiti was not displeased by Ramses II's actions, he resisted the urge to step forward and separate Ramses II and Nefertiti.Karlsvoun told himself in his heart that some of the actions he had done out of jealousy at this time would only make Nefertiti feel that he was too calculating, and that they were going back to the Eighteenth Dynasty, and Ramses II was the pharaoh of the Nineteenth Dynasty, and he and Nefertiti would not have any more intersections.After thinking so, Karlsvoorn's mood quickly calmed down.However, in order not to let himself see the scene that upset him a little, Karlsvourn turned and walked back into the canopy.Karlsvohn left, and at the front of the big ship, only Fu Zhenhong and Ramses II were left, and Ramses II's hands were still playing with Fu Zhenhong's hair.His fingers curled Fu Zhenhong's blonde hair round and round, and he hung down to look at Fu Zhenhong's eyes with a complex and subtle emotion."
Nefertiti, can I kiss you."
Perhaps because Nefertiti did not avoid his closeness, Ramses II blurted out the words in his heart.And when he said this, he immediately regretted it, he was afraid that Nefertiti would refuse.So just before the other party answered, he took the first step and said, "Just kiss the back of your hand." ”Actually, Ramses II wanted to say that he would kiss you on the lips, eyes, and bridge of your nose, but he restrained himself, because Ramses II knew that if he spoke his mind, he would undoubtedly get Nefertiti's rejection.In the end, Ramses II restrained the emotions flowing in his pale golden eyes, and gently took Fu Zhenhong's hand, like a knight full of medals, fell to the ground on one knee and kissed the back of Fu Zhenhong's hand.The kiss parted at the touch of a dragonfly.Finally, Ramses II withdrew his hand and straightened up again.The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his deep and hard facial features made his whole person shine with a bright brilliance under the illumination of the halo.Despite the reluctance and loss in his heart, Ramses II also understood that Nefertiti was the one he could not keep.They were so far away that even if he was the son of the sun, he could not cross the distance of time.He was just a passerby in Nefertiti's life, and Nefertiti was just a strong mark in his heart in his young years.Ramses II glanced at the Valley of the Kings, which was getting closer and closer, then folded his arms to his chest, put his palms against his chest, and reverently sent his blessing as the pharaoh of the Nineteenth Dynasty: "Nefertiti, this farewell, may your way back be safe and smooth." ”After arriving at the Valley of the Kings, Fu Zhenhong signaled that Ramses II did not need to follow them, Ramses II nodded, he stood at the entrance of the Valley of the Kings, stared deeply at Fu Zhenhong for more than ten seconds before turning around and leaving.The Nineteenth Dynasty was only a few hundred years away from the Eighteenth Dynasty, and the Valley of the Kings at this time was still relatively intact, and there was basically no tomb of the Pharaoh stolen.Fu Zhenhong relied on the knowledge in his memory to find Tutankhamun's tomb among the many mausoleums."
Nefertiti, we'll go back without a hitch."
Karlsvoen took the initiative to take Fu Zhenhong's hand, and his tone was firm.When Fu Zhenhong heard this, she just smiled and did not echo Karlsvoorn's words.Seeing this, Karlsvourn's brow furrowed slightly, and his intuition told him that Nefertiti seemed to know something.He was the high priest and Nefertiti was the messenger of God, and although both of them had abilities that ordinary people did not have, Nefertiti, who was closer to God, could obviously perceive more than him.Karlsvoorn's lips twitched slightly, and he was about to say something, but Fu Zhenhong just said, "Let's go, let's go in." ”When Karlsvoun heard this, he finally suppressed the faint doubt and uneasiness in his heart for a while, as if he was afraid that Nefertiti would suddenly disappear, Karlsvoun firmly held Fu Zhenhong's hand and walked into the tomb with Fu Zhenhong.There was almost no light in the tomb, and the only flame of light was the candlestick held in Karlsvorn's other hand.After passing through a long corridor, the deeper he walked into the tomb, the more uneasy Karlsvoun felt in his heart.Even though they didn't encounter any danger along the way, Karlsvoorn's heart became more and more unable to calm down.Maybe it was because Nefertiti wasn't sure what he said, or maybe it was because Nefertiti's smile seemed to have some kind of deep meaning."
Nefertiti, we'll go back without a hitch," Karlsvohn said again, as if to reconfirm.But again, there was still no response from Nefertiti.Karlsvourn was completely panicked, he stopped walking, and wanted to hug Nefertiti beside him to relieve the intense uneasiness in his heart, but before his fingertips could touch Fu Zhenhong, the space where they were standing suddenly twisted strangely.As an aria melody sounded, a huge crack instantly appeared at his and Nefertiti's feet.The ground began to collapse downward, and Karlsvoun's pupils shrank suddenly, and after feeling his and Nefertiti's bodies falling, Karlsvourn immediately wanted to grab Nefertiti.But the rapid fall of his body made his fingertips only have time to touch the corners of Fu Zhenhong's clothes."
Nefertiti!"
Karlsvohn couldn't help shouting Fu Zhenhong's name, and a panic and anxiety that had never risen in his heart before.He wanted to say something, to grab Nefertiti, but finally, after a whirlwind, Karsvohn lost consciousness.When Karlsvohn woke up again, he saw the head of the guard, Gary, with a panicked face: "What about the Divine Messenger?"
”"Divine Messenger Nefertiti!"
Karlsvoorn pushed Gary away as if he had suddenly sobered up from Gary's words, and looked around.But Nefertiti was not seen.Karlsvoen turned to look at the lotus pond in a daze, and a trace of pain crossed his eyes.He had returned to the Eighteenth Dynasty, to his own time, but he had lost Nefertiti Thinking of this, Karlsvoen sat down on the ground as if he had been struck down, his head in his hands, and his mouth kept chanting Fu Zhenhong's name.He thought of the shallow smile on Nefertiti's lips before entering the tomb, and it turned out that Nefertiti had expected this to be the case, and Karsvoun thought of the deeds of the divine envoy Nefertiti that he had read in the short time of the Nineteenth Dynasty, and in those records that have been handed down, Nefertiti disappeared a year after Pharaoh Tutankhamun succeeded to the throne.Some people say that Nefertiti went to the afterlife, and some people say that Nefertiti just went to live in a place that no one knows.Either way, Karlsvourn knew very well that he would not see Nefertiti again."
I ask you, what about the Divine Messenger?"
Gary was still beside him and kept asking, "Where is the Divine Messenger?"
”Carlsvoin listened to Gary's question, and said a little dazedly: "Maybe I went to a place we can't find" Gary's brows furrowed even tighter: "What kind of stupid thing are you talking about, you can't find it, just keep looking!"
”Gary's words seemed to wake up Karlsvorn suddenly, and Karlsvourn stood up, grabbed Gary's arm and said, "Yes, he must be found, no matter where Nefertiti goes!"
”In the opening season of 2030 at Torenwaya International University, a very young professor came to the Faculty of History.It is said that the professor himself is very good-looking, wearing a pair of delicate gold-rimmed glasses, and wearing the simplest white shirt and suit pants, all of which exude a kind of ascetic coldness.And the professor's voice is extremely good, the voice is clear, not very low, a kind of fear of taking advantage of the pleasant ear.In just one class, this professor has gained the admiration of many international students, both men and women.As we all know, the students of Torenwaya International University come from all over the world, and each of them is very noble in their respective countries, and many of the students are royalty.Although it is already 2030, most countries already advocate equality of status and no hierarchy, but there are still many countries that still retain the purity of royal blood and the rule of constitutional monarchy."
There's another class this Wednesday on Professor Forti, and I've heard that the topic of the lecture is the most shining light in the history of ancient Egypt."
It was a handsome young man with short blond hair who spoke.The young man's skin was fair, the bridge of his nose was very high, and his deep facial features and bright smile on his face made him look extraordinarily sunny: "I'm so curious about who Professor Futi thinks the brilliance will be." ”"In ancient Egypt, I think it should be Thutmose III, after all, he is known as the 'Napoleon' of Egypt."
Another brunette said."
Not necessarily, maybe Ramses II?"
Someone retorted."
It is also possible that Tutankhamun left behind the most famous pharaoh's curse."
The blonde youth replied.When Tutankhamun, the black-haired man standing not far from the three students, heard the name, he subconsciously glanced at the young man standing in the shade of the tree beside him, but he didn't see any extra waves on the other party's face.The students he has taught for more than a decade have already matured and are able to completely hide their emotions in the depths of those eyes.Perhaps it was only when he heard the man's name that emotions floated in those eyes.The black-haired man was thinking about it, and among the few students of the same level as them, the blonde young man who spoke first said: "Actually, Nefertiti, who is the most shining and known as the most beautiful person, may be the most appropriate!"
”"Nefertiti!"
Speaking of the name, a flash of excitement appeared on the faces of the other two students: "Oh, Nefertiti is indeed a beauty like no other in the world, he is synonymous with beauty. ”"But it's a pity that the statues in the History Museum don't depict the beauty of Nefertiti at all."
The blonde youth chimed in."
I fully agree with Rodney on that.""
Perhaps only in the painting painted by Pharaoh Ekhnaton himself can restore a part of Nefertiti's true beauty."
The young man standing in the shade of the tree listened to these two names, and finally there was a ripple in his calm eyes.The young man of Nefertiti silently pronounced the name in his mind.