Pharaoh and her queen

As the night wind blows, the candles in the courtyard flicker, and through the shadowy branches and leaves, two figures can be vaguely seen in the central stone courtyard.

"Prince Karnak, do you really want to do this?" The young priest who spoke was the young priest who had been silent a few days ago when he conspired with Xin Nousai and the other three.

He snorted disdainfully, "Rockel, do you think there is still a way out? Maneferti is already in Dibes, can't you guess the result of this negotiation? Help us like now?"

The gloomy atmosphere made Kanak's expression look even more terrifying, and Rocker's expression became even more gloomy, "But if we do something at the Nile River Festival..."

Kanak interrupted Rockel impatiently, "After the peace treaty with Hittite is formally signed, I don't know when the next opportunity will be. Neither we nor Prince Inanhot can wait."

He didn't continue to answer the conversation, and Rockel acquiesced in this plan, and started at the Nile River Festival.

Itis, Manefti, and Namer, these three people, if any one of them made any mistakes, they could take the opportunity to disrupt the already precarious relationship between Egypt and Hittite.

Undoubtedly, the continued hostile relationship between Egypt and Hittite is the best result for Prince Inanhot and them, but the risk to be taken is too great.

After a long silence, Rocker continued, "This assassination will use all of Xin Nusai's people?"

Interrogative sentence, but there is no doubt in the affirmative tone.

Kanak got up and walked out of the pavilion, looking in the direction of the palace, his words could not hide his sternness, "Sinusai and those idiots have long wanted to do something, let them go this time, if they succeed, we will secretly contribute to the flames , and if it fails, push them out."

The merciless words made Rockel tremble with fear, and he nodded calmly. Kanak's ambitions and means have been hidden too well all these years.

***

At this time, in the palace.

Seeing that Manefetti didn't intend to stop when she got in front of her, Hirsch took a step back.

Seeing this, the displeasure spreading around Manefetti became a little stronger, and she continued to walk forward, while Hirsch backed away.

Retreating and advancing until there was no way to retreat and hit a solid wall, Hirsch had no choice but to raise her head and look directly at the aggressive Maneferti.

"General Hirsch, am I that scary?" Manefetti approached Hirsch unhurriedly, and stopped when there was still some distance left. Her deliberately slow pace magnified the complicated emotions in Hirsch's heart To the extreme.

Obviously, when it comes to controlling people's hearts, Hirsch is no match for Maneferti.

Pushing people into a corner, Manefetti looked at Hexi's face almost greedily. After five years, Hexi faded away from the remaining youthfulness, and Manefetti seemed to return to five years ago in a trance. The time the two spend lingering every day.

Putting aside the shackles of their identities, their relationship is just lovers, nothing more.

The reddish-brown eyes blurred, and Manefetti slowly bent down, approaching little by little, and the ambiguous breath flowed between the two people's increasingly rapid breathing.

The unrestrained tenderness quickly made Hirsch's deep pain in his heart sweep out.

When the two lips were about to touch, the remaining rationality made Hirsch turn her head, and the kiss that was about to cross the limit came to an abrupt end.

"His Royal Highness Manefti, this is the palace of Thebes. Your Majesty's eyes and ears are everywhere. Please pay attention to your identity, words and deeds." The tingling in his chest reminded Hirsch that he must end the present as soon as possible. everything that happened.

But it was obvious that Manefetti did not intend to let Hirsch go so easily, and pressed her entire upper body to Hirsch, and quickly kissed her.

Caught off guard, a warm touch came from her lips, and the familiar sweet aroma was full of seductive meaning, quickly engulfing Hershey's remaining rationality.

Pressing her lips and teeth, she quickly grabbed Hirsch's breath, accompanied by the distant and familiar intoxicating balsamic scent, tossing and lingering in the warm and humid entanglement, before the thought of rejection arose, it was suppressed by the incoming tide.

An intense kiss with both pain and pleasure was filled with hysteria.

The sound of quick panting rippling in the empty night was charming.

Clutching the stone wall behind him tightly, there was a slight tremor on his body, Hexi closed her moist eyes and then slowly opened them, "Man..."

Manefti's cool fingertips fell on her lips, and the rest of Hirsch's words were intercepted, "General Hirsch, the Hittites have ceased fighting with Egypt, and identity will no longer be an obstacle between us."

With hints of coaxing, her focused eyes seemed to say "Okay" without hesitation if only one more look was needed.

"Your Highness Maneferti, do you think I'm really foolish enough to believe that you will give up the power that has been entrenched in Thebes for several years because of me," the voice that suddenly lost control was slightly hoarse, like a question, more like self-deprecating.

Whether it was five years ago or five years later, Maneferti would only be a qualified monarch.

There was a hint of narrowness in the dim eyes, and Manefetti didn't answer any more.

At this time, silence means non-denial, that is, recognition in disguise.

The pain in his chest became more and more acute, and Hexi pushed Manefetti away in a gaffe, "Your Highness, no matter what your real purpose for this trip is, I would like to advise you that the priests of Thebes are by no means superficial. It seems so simple."

Did not stay, left hastily.

Manefetti looked back at Hirsch's fleeing back, her expression was gloomy, and the turmoil in her heart was not revealed at all.

When the person walked out of her sight, Manefetti turned around and entered the hall, all emotions were hidden one by one with the slow steps.

In the eyes of everyone, Princess Manefetti can only be calm and elegant forever.

As the night faded away, the air in the early morning was always moist. Ye Zhiqing walked around the palace aimlessly, and the ghosts lurking in the night disappeared, and everything was quiet.

The sky is a majestic layer of clouds. Generally speaking, when there are clouds in the sky, the sunrise will be more brilliant. This is a rare sight in Thebes, where there is no rain all year round.

Ye Zhiqing randomly chose a wide palace road that didn't know where it led, and walked forward slowly. Last night, Edith left in a hurry after sending herself back to Kongsi Palace. Ye Zhiqing seemed a little uninterested. She could feel that It's going to be a long time coming to Etis.

Not only because of the government affairs accumulated before, but also because of the water level of the Nile River that has not been lowered for a long time.

From Lan Masu's worried tone, Ye Zhiqing learned that the water level of the Nile River this year is higher than any previous year, which means that the floods will wash away the crops and everything there, and refugees will continue to flow into the geographical area. A relatively safe city, and Thebes will be the first choice for countless refugees.

This means chaotic social order and, if not handled properly, riots.

And when the flood receded, famine and plague followed, each of which was very difficult.

The guards followed behind, and the sound of metal friction as they walked was extremely abrupt in the quiet environment.

Maniferti, who also woke up early, looked at Ye Zhiqing in a daze in the distance quite unexpectedly, and habitually put on a gentle smile, and the tiredness in the depths of her pupils quietly melted away.

"Miss Ye," a soft voice that can easily let people off guard.

"Your Royal Highness," Ye Zhiqing quickly recovered, and nodded slightly, as if the two had already greeted each other.

I didn't expect to meet Maneferti here, obviously Ye Zhiqing didn't intend to have too much private involvement with this Hittite princess, and was looking for a reason to leave.

"Miss Ye, come in and have a seat. By the way, try the Hittite's unique spinosa wine." Her gentle and perfect demeanor, even though her long hair was a little messy, still couldn't stop Manefuti's charming demeanor.

The body reacts one step ahead of the brain.

The transparent wine exuded a pleasant and strange aroma, took the exquisite and small glass wine glass, Ye Zhiqing took a sip, the sweetness and clearness also contained the fragrance of natural grass and trees, it was indeed top grade.

"Miss Ye, we met in Zhonghai long ago, and we haven't thanked you yet," Maniferti's seemingly gentle and harmless gesture of intimacy was actually full of alienation.

Ye Zhiqing returned the same polite smile, but he didn't expect that Manefuti would directly tell the story of Zhong Hai, turned around and waved back Lan Masu and the guards who were guarding not far away.

"Your Highness, that night was just an accident, so there's no need to deliberately mention it, what do you think?" With a casual tone, it was obvious that he didn't want to mention Zhong Hai's matter.

The chill brought by the cool breeze in the morning can easily keep people in the most awake state.

Manefetti smiled indifferently, and a sharp light flashed in her soft eyes, "Since Miss Ye doesn't want to mention Zhong Hai, how about I mention Punt? I don't think anyone will wonder why the queen of a country would Willing to become the servant of the monarch of the enemy country."

The tone was soft, without the slightest hint of sarcasm.

Putting down the wine in his hand, Ye Zhiqing's expression was casual and unmoved. His light expression had not changed since he stepped into the stone pavilion, "Your Highness, at least I can't answer this question for you now."

More and more light came through the clouds, and soon the sky was bright, and the palm trees around the stone pavilion neatly and orderly set off the brighter light, casting colorful light and shadow on the leaf tips condensed with morning dew.

Ye Zhiqing didn't want to speculate on Maneferti's abnormal attitude. All the signs at the banquet indicated that Maneferti would never ask such a rude question. Obviously something happened that made the princess lose her patience.

Yes, pretending, the side that Zhong Hai saw was completely different from the Maneferti he saw at the dinner party, and it gave Ye Zhiqing a completely different feeling. Unlike one person with two sides, Maneferti's two feelings are completely different , and no related points can be found in the middle.

At first, Ye Zhiqing simply thought that it was because she didn't have enough contact with Maneferti, but the unexpected meeting this morning made the vague feeling in her heart clearer and clearer.

Apart from signing a peace treaty during Manefti's trip to Hittite, there must be some unspeakable secrets hidden in the depths.