I'm really not an old sword

The heavy rain that was almost forgotten.

They opened their arms, and some even lay on the ground in a "big" shape, wanting to feel the moisture of the raindrops.

"I will have the Knights of Rectification divide the land among you and distribute the seeds."

The revelers stopped making noise.

Everyone who was sitting, lying, chasing and playing stopped and stood up.

Looking at the blond man on the city wall.

For the first time, his eyes revealed a fanatical emotion.

"I don't want to see anyone slacking off."

"At the same time, I also promise that the knights and I will work hard together, with everyone."

“Build our own home.”

"Thank you for your hard work."

After saying this, he turned around and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Come back with me, my little prize."

He took Nitocris's hand, smiling as if the speech just now had nothing to do with him.

Nitocris looked at him with complicated eyes.

I could hear thunderous cheers from outside, the voices praising Lin Qingsu.

The cry of excitement to the point of collapse.

Even though their voices were hoarse, they were still crying and cheering the king's name.

These were uttered by the refugees whose eyes had just been lifeless and who had only been recruited by the man in front of them for a few days.

But Nitocris didn't question it at all.

She could understand them.

When you have completely lost hope for the future and are just living like a walking corpse relying on the instinct for survival.

But suddenly a man appeared, gathered them together, protected them, avenged them, and finally even gave them rain, which represented the hope of life, on this land that had turned into a desert.

"What, are you stupid?"

Nitocris came back to her senses.

Lin Qingsu was pinching her face.

Surprisingly, she did not respond to his teasing. Looking at Lin Qingsu's smiling face as if nothing had happened, she spoke very seriously.

"You will become a great pharaoh in the future."

"Oh?"

Lin Qingsu smiled, leaned closer, and asked, "Then I wonder, can I, a pharaoh destined to be great, possess a pharaoh as beautiful as you?"

Hot breath sprayed on the Pharaoh's delicate cheeks.

Nitocris snapped back to her senses, recalling what she had just done, and her face flushed red.

He took several steps back and shook his head.

"No! Absolutely not!"

......

Lin Qingsu asked Fanny to take Nitocris to find a room for her.

Originally, Lin Qingsu planned to make Nitocris a maid.

Being managed by Fanny.

Kill her spirit a little and then give her a good lesson.

But the plan didn't change quickly.

Lin Qingsu didn't expect that she would actually make trouble with him in front of others. He just took the opportunity to scare her.

And with Nitocris's intelligence, it is obviously impossible for her to do it again. Even if she holds her hand in front of others, she will agree half-heartedly. There is no need to continue to humiliate the other party.

Closer to home.

After Lin Qingsu came back, she went straight to the palace where Longominiade was.

Pushed open the door.

Longominiard was sitting on the throne deep in the palace.

Those shining blue-green eyes seemed to have just come back to their senses.

Hearing the voice, she raised her head and looked at him. Her eyes and face were still as exquisitely crafted as a doll, but without any of the expression that a human should have.

"Thanks to you last night."

"If you hadn't intervened, I think it would have taken some effort to deal with him."

Although he said harsh words, Lin Qingsu had no confidence in killing Ramses II.

Holy Sword is still in its rebellious phase.

He couldn't use the Holy Sword anytime and anywhere like the Holy Sword Master, nor could he use a big move at the beginning like Longominids and make Ramses II run around.

Lin Qingsu naturally reached out and held Longominiard's little hand.

But what Lin Qingsu didn't expect was.

Longominiade, who never avoided him, slapped his hand away lightly this time.

Longominiard snorted coldly.

The sound coming out of her mouth was so strange, but Lin Qingsu felt like she had heard it somewhere familiar.

"Who is that woman?"

Lin Qingsu was stunned for a while, then asked suspiciously.

"Are you talking about... Nitocris?"

Longominiard stood up.

From a high position...looking up at him from below.

Are you jealous?

Looking at Longominiard's appearance again, the feeling of déjà vu in Lin Qingsu's mind became more and more obvious.

"Are you imitating Nitocris and me?"

"..."

"Come to think of it, you acted just in time last night... Uh, wait, you weren't spying on me the whole time, were you?"

Longominiard suddenly grabbed Lin Qingsu's collar.

Pull him back with your hand.

Throw him onto the throne, and then stand in front of him looking down at him.

Is this an imitation of me forcefully kissing Nitocris?

Lin Qingsu suddenly thought of the scene in the mud house.

He remembered this very clearly. After all, he had just bullied Nitocris and had deliberately suffocated her so that she could only lean on his arms reluctantly because her body was so weak.

Although it was strange for him, a grown man, to be the one being kissed forcibly, no matter how he thought about it.

But since Longominiard wants to play role-playing.

What else could he do?

Of course I obeyed her.

However, Lin Qingsu looked at her for a long time and did not see Longominiade bite her.

Blue-green eyes so close.

It seemed to contain a hint of confusion and embarrassment, as well as deep doubts.

"Eye?"

She remembered when Lin Qingsu forcefully kissed Nitocris.

At that time, Nitocris looked very reluctant, and kept resisting, punching and kicking, and even broke her teeth later.

But when Lin Qingsu approached.

Nitocris closed her eyes.

Why...?

Lin Qingsu's expression became even weirder when he heard this. Not only was he kissed forcibly, but he was also asked to close his eyes?

He is a man!

But looking at Longominiade's tender cherry lips, Lin Qingsu closed her eyes from the bottom of her heart.

Longominiard looked at this scene and suddenly had the illusion that an adult was dealing with a child. It was boring.

"Aren't you going to play anymore?"

Longominiard did not answer, but asked: "Why?"

Although it was a question, there was no doubt in the tone.

Dry!

"Have you been sitting on the throne these days?"

"Take a shower and eat." Longominiade said briefly.

Just have something you like to do.

Lin Qingsu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He was afraid that when he left, Longominiard would just sit on the throne every day again.

Then she would become her own puppet.

"Then go take a shower."

......

In the misty bathroom, only the faint sound of gurgling water could be heard.

Longominiard and Lin Qingsu sat on each side of the bathtub.

The bathhouse is very large, somewhat the size of an ancient Roman public bath, with enough space for more than a dozen people to soak in one bathhouse.

The two of them were simply taking a bath.

Sitting aside, looking at Longominiade's expressionless and delicate face, Lin Qingsu suddenly felt a bit of evil taste.

"Funny, go get Nitocris."

......

"This is indeed how people live."

Lying on the soft big bed, Nitocris moaned with satisfaction.

After arriving, it has been wandering in deserted towns and deserts.

Although her body was that of a heroic spirit and her legs could not be disabled by walking, Nitocris was mentally exhausted. She had been pampered since childhood and had never suffered such a hardship.

It was the horse that sat in Lin Qingsu's arms for a whole day last night.

She felt very uncomfortable in her buttocks.

The bed is still the best, it is so comfortable, warm and soft, I can never get enough of lying on it.

I’ve decided that I will never leave my bed in my life!

No one can get me out of bed!

I, Nitocris, Queen of the Sixth Dynasty of Ancient Egypt, said this.

It’s useless even if Osiris (the god of the underworld) comes!