Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

Apart from lunatics in this world, he is probably the only one who dares to openly announce his ambitions to the world.

On the winding corridor, Alexander's white robe was blown up by the passing wind.His back is slender and tall, and his blonde hair is swaying softly in the wind.

He didn't walk fast, but step by step, very confident and very imposing.

When I was wandering, he suddenly looked back at me, saw me staring at him, and smiled slightly: "Bagos, starting tomorrow, how about you going to be my housekeeper?"

Going to be a servant means that I have to follow Alexander every step of the way.The closer I get to Alexander, the more chances of meeting Hephaestion, and I can get that ring as soon as possible.This is a good choice.

It's just that Alexander's words made me feel a little nervous. It's strange, why did he suddenly mention this matter?

I hurriedly looked away, my cheeks were burning hot: "Your Majesty, I was your servant in the first place, right?"

Alexander smiled lightly and nodded: "But as far as I know, little boy, you don't seem to have done your duty. Didn't Kassander use this as a reason to criticize you just now?"

"Your Majesty, I'm clumsy and I can't do these things well." My heart beat suddenly a little faster, "Why did you choose me?"

After hearing this, he rubbed my long black hair, and looked at me seriously: "Bagos, I have to protect you. You know, what I keep under my hands is not lambs, but a group of lions."

When I went back, Hephaistion sent someone to tell me that Nessie was still receiving treatment there. It seems that this kid's life is hard enough, and he can't die for the time being.It's a little guilty to say it, after all, it was because he was a sandbag that I survived.

Someone brought food in the evening, and I ate alone in the dark in the room.In this era, there were no candles or other lighting tools, only torches or braziers for lighting.Given that there are too many flammable materials such as animal fur, textiles, etc. in the house, for the sake of safety, I can only live a primitive life.

How to roast mutton so that it does not smell bad?It seems that the chef in the palace has not solved this problem.

Holding up the leg of lamb and sighing, I was about to swallow the pain, but I heard the sound of quick footsteps outside, and they were coming in my direction.

"Bagos."

A suave and suave figure leaned on the door frame and stood up, gently uttering my name.

Hearing the second ancestor's voice, I looked at the leg of lamb in my hand, put it down again with a sigh, wiped my hands and looked at him: "Lord Seleucus, is your shoulder injury better?"

Seleucus paused for a moment before saying, "Bagos, are you not angry anymore?"

I was surprised and said, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Seleucus was silent for a while, then suddenly said quietly: "Bagos, I don't understand."

"What do you not understand?" I picked up the mini wooden barrel and took a sip of water.

He took two steps closer and said softly, "I just can't figure out why you treat me like this."

I felt something was wrong, put down the glass and asked back: "Sir, why can't I understand a word you said?"

In the night, Seleucus's expression could not be seen, only two rather heroic eyes were bright, as if filled with water.His breathing was a little rapid and unsteady, and suddenly he raised his hands to hold my face.

I was dumbfounded.

"Bagoss," he murmured, looking at me, "what's the matter, I feel... a little... sad when I see you?"

I was overwhelmed with shock.

"It's this expression again, you always have this expression when you look at me." He said in a low voice, "Why do you never refuse to smile at me? You smile at Alexander, at Hephaistion, at Thor Lemi smiled, even at Kassander. But you always look at me with disgust."

My eyelids twitched, and I couldn't speak very fluently: "My lord, why do I, why do I have to be idle all day, and just smile silly at others when I have nothing to do?"

Seleucus closed his eyes, then opened them forcefully: "Bagos, do I annoy you very much?"

There was a breeze blowing in outside the window, and there were occasional cat meows outside the house.

Seleucus' eyes gradually blurred, and with a little strength in his hands, he held my face closer and closer.

I am dumbfounded!I am so shocked!I felt like a big red brick fell from the sky and hit my forehead impartially!

"Seleucus!" I resisted the urge to kick him and pulled his hand away, howling, "Master Seleucus! I am Alexander's servant! What are you doing! Let go! Let go! "

Seleucus's movements froze, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water, and instantly let go.

I put on a boxing pose and aimed at the well-dressed beast in front of me, looking defensive.What the hell is this guy up to!Didn't he want the Overlord to fight hard?

Unexpectedly, Seleucus was stunned for a long while, only took a deep look at me, but lowered his head and covered his face.

He sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed, his back to me, his shoulders looked a little thin.

I was a little confused for a while.

After a long time, he raised his head and forced a smile: "I'm sorry, Bagoss. I just can't figure it out, and I'm not in a good mood."

When you are in a bad mood, you come here to vent your animal desires?I couldn't help frowning.

Unexpectedly, Seleucus' eyes met me, and his eyes changed twice in an instant.

"It's that expression again! For Zeus's sake, Bagos, don't look at me like that again, okay?"

He stood up excitedly, his eyes flashed with sadness for a moment.

I suddenly felt a little guilty in my heart, and just about to say something, he had disappeared.

The room fell silent again.

I was stunned for a long while, only to feel very inexplicable. I quickly finished my meal, exercised my muscles and bones, and fell asleep.

For some reason at night, when I recalled what happened today, I tossed and turned more and more.

I always feel like Alexander is a little too nice to me.At night, I had nightmares and he sat by the bed and talked with me. He defended me every word about Nessie, and he specially asked me to stay by his side in case I would be bullied.The way he looked at me seemed to always be so...gentle.It's like if he continues to look at me like this, I will also firmly believe that I can do anything.

Should I help him?Use the history I know to help him guard against some rebellious courtiers, and help him continue to walk east-he really makes people feel that life should be used to create miracles.

Tomorrow, we can see him again.

There was a tinge of joy in my heart.

Moonlight shines in through the carved windows, and the evening breeze gently blows the treetops, bringing soft voices from outside.

Looks like Alexander.

I pricked up my ears, but I heard Hephaistion's voice.

"...I heard from Popacus that you've been drinking for the past few nights and vomited several times in one night. You paranoid, what can you do if you can't drink enough?"

"It's not that I'm not good at drinking." Alexander's drunken voice was like a child eager to argue, "I just don't like drinking, um, I don't like drinking."

Hephaistion chuckled, and lowered his voice softly: "My Alexander, I have even seen you screaming when you were scared by the Olympias snake when you were a child. In front of me, you What kind of big man are you pretending to be?"

Alexander also let out a low laugh, and said hoarsely, "Dear Hefes, if I'm a man, you'll know if you try it, and I still need to pretend?"

"You... um..."

Hephaestion's voice was suddenly interrupted by something, followed by the sound of lips and teeth, which clearly seemed to be staged in front of me.

I stared at the ceiling, only the sound of the hot breathing of the two remained in my ears.

"No, Alexander, no..." Hephaistion's voice was full of seductive lust.

The sound of rustling cloth gradually sounded.

The moonlight was still as white as frost and snow.

I turned around, closed my eyes, and curled up by the corner of the blanket.

I know, Alexander is out there.

His eyes were fixed on the other person with all his heart.At this moment in his world, there is nothing left but his passionate love for that person.

Nice, isn't it.

but.

But what's going on?

What's wrong with me?

Why, I feel a needle pricking slightly in my heart.

what's wrong with me?How could I be so stupid!My heart was suddenly confused and it was difficult to breathe.

Little Francisco, I kept saying to myself, what you hear is someone else's story, it's someone else's, someone else's.

Hephaestion's panting became more and more chaotic: "Phew, my Alexander, my Achilles, let me go..."

No!impossible!I am not from the same world as them!I hugged my head tightly, for fear of hearing a little more sound.I'm Francisco!I'm not Bagoas!I don't belong here!

After a long time, so long that I probably forgot my own existence, the sound of panting gradually stopped, leaving only the sound of the grass and trees being swayed by the wind.

"Hephas."

Alexander suddenly read.

"Yeah. I'm here." Hephaistion responded mildly.

"Hephas, Hephaes, Hephaes, Hephaes..."

The voice of Alexander chanting this name has a kind of long-lasting affection and cherishment that I have never heard before.

"Well, well, I'm here, my favorite little king, I'm here."

Hephaestion still responded over and over again, tirelessly.

Alexander finally laughed contentedly, laughed for a while, and gradually calmed down.

Then I heard a long, long sigh.

"Father told me," Alexander said suddenly, "to be a good emperor, one must learn to hurt the person he loves the most."

Hephaestion said nothing.

Alexander paused for a long time before slowly letting out a breath.

"But Hephaes, I can't do it at all," he said softly, with a trembling voice, "My Hephaes, how could I hurt you, how could I hurt you?"