Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

There is no time for the body to make any movements, only the brain is running at high speed.I think this short snap of the fingers is probably not enough for my eyes to shift from Seleucus to Alexander.

Just as I was thinking, my eyes suddenly blurred, followed by a bang, and a hard silver object hit my chest unexpectedly.

It was a silver round shield.

The moment before I fell heavily to the ground, I pushed Taijis behind me hard.

However, I didn't come into close contact with the ground as expected, and a pair of strong arms stretched out from nowhere to catch me firmly.

The person who was holding me took two steps backwards along with my momentum, quickly switched to wrapping my waist with one hand, and firmly inserted the sword into the sand with his left hand.

The blood in my chest was churning, and my lungs felt like being cut by a knife. Finally, I couldn't hold it back, and spit out a mouthful of blood onto the man's white shirt.

For a long time after that, the pain that hit me like a flood made me feel dazed, curled up and unable to move.

But I know, I'm still alive.

A sharp-edged face was reflected in front of me.The man looked down at me, straight dark blond hair brushed my forehead, straight nose, slanted eyebrows, but his face was expressionless.

The surrounding area has long been a mess.

"Bagoss! Bagoss!" I heard Alexander's uncontrollable voice coming from not far away, "Don't touch me, go and see Bagoss! Go and see Bagoss!"

Ptolemy first appeared in my field of vision, and he patted my cheek nervously: "Hades bless! Bagoas, how are you doing?"

I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak.

"Not dead yet." The person who had been hugging me suddenly spoke.

The sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps was getting closer and closer, and a figure suddenly pulled me up from his arms and hugged me tightly.I smelled a good smell on his body, and a faint smell of blood.

"Boy, my boy." He desperately pressed my head into his chest, and whispered softly as if he was afraid that I would fly away again, "Zeus testifies that you are still alive."

Is there something wrong with my feeling? His shoulders were trembling slightly.

His slender fingers clasped the back of my head, and his subtle emotions were conveyed. It was strange, but it suddenly made me feel less painful.

I slowly recovered my breath, raised my head, and met his blue pupils.

Alexander.

To be honest, at that moment, I felt a little excitement in my heart.

Not because of the rest of the life, but because at such a dangerous time, this time, the Greek boy who made me tangled up was by my side, no longer just looking at me like a stranger, but giving me a warm hug.This sudden joy even gave me a sudden urge to ask him if he was the one who kissed my forehead that night, and to ask him who I am.

But I didn't say anything.The mood is so complicated that I can't help myself, joy, confusion, excitement, unbelievable, as if floating in the clouds, it is unreal.

I moved my arms, tried to lift them up slowly, straightened up, and tried to hug him back.

Before I could move, through the gap in Alexander's arm, I accidentally saw the man standing in the distance.

He had a majestic armor and a slender figure. Hephaestion slowly took off his helmet, his long brown hair dancing in the wind.

His expression was fuzzy, but he maintained this staring posture all the time.

I suddenly woke up, and I didn't know where the strength came from, and I suddenly pushed Alexander away.

"Bagoss? What's wrong with you? Did I hurt you?" Alexander was a little bit overwhelmed by my push, and he didn't understand for a long time.

I lowered my head and waited for a while before saying, "Your Majesty, you shouldn't be here."

Alexander gave me a deep look, then ruffled my hair.

"Boy, are you angry?"

"No, Your Majesty. How could I be angry?" I lowered my head and said, "You also have injuries on your body, you should go and see."

His voice was very gentle: "Bagos, you are really caring."

His fingers finally left the top of my head.

"Take care of him for me, Ptolemy. And, Lucienmarkus, thank you for saving him."

Alexander stood up, but instead of walking towards Hephaistion, he turned around and walked towards the medical tent.I stared at him until the tall figure could no longer be seen.

I buried my head feebly between my knees.

What the fuck is going on.I cursed secretly in my heart.

As if possessed, I could not think rationally about anything as soon as Alexander was near me.His voice filled his head, and there was only him, only him.

My heart was pounding loudly like it was running full throttle.

"you like him?"

Tajs' voice sounded beside me.

I was distracted and didn't want to answer him.

"If you really like His Majesty, I can help you get him." He said leisurely, "Although it may take some effort, but..."

"No, thank you." I fumbled to get up.

The evening wind blows, and the coolness is even heavier.The shadows of the trees in the field are mottled, and a full moon hangs in the sky.

Tajs suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me up with a little force.

"You're really weird," he said with a melodious laugh like a nightingale, "don't be shy, I mean it, I don't mind serving a husband with you. You just saved me, though I don't know why, but as In return, I can teach you how to get him into bed. Ah, by the way, let me tell you a secret, our lovely Alexander is probably still a virgin..."

"It's really not necessary." I couldn't listen anymore, so I interrupted him again.

What's the use of getting his body?

Even if I like him, it is the saddest thing for a modern person to use a physical relationship to maintain the relationship with the person I like.

"For Zeus's sake, Taijis, do whatever you want. Wherever you are, there will be disasters. You are here to have fun with these Persian officials. It's better for you to hold on to Alexander. Ptolemy, who had been chatting with Luxin Marcus not far away, came over and complained.

"Let's go, let's go, all of you are really pretending." Taijis winked, shrugged and smiled, shoved me into Ptolemy's hand, pulled off the thin Greek white robe that made people think, turned and left .

"That guy Seleucus is out of order today." Ptolemy muttered as he helped me walk, "Can you still bear it? There are a lot of burnt people in the palace tonight. Enough, if you can bear it, we will see you again tomorrow."

I nodded, hesitated, and pretended to ask casually: "What's going on with Your Majesty, Lord Seleucus, and Lord Hephaestion? Why are they so tense today?"

Ptolemy was stunned and said: "Seleucus was not quite right at the beginning of the banquet, and so was Alexander. The two have been at war, but I don't know if there is any conflict. But Hephaesti Weng’s matter is quite early, probably in the few days before you entered the lion cage, they often quarreled—actually, it’s not a quarrel, at least I didn’t see the two of them quarreling, and Hephaestion never I don't argue with people, but in terms of relationship, it seems that, um, it's not as harmonious as it used to be."

I frowned.

What was Alexander thinking?

I was still thinking about this passage, but I heard Ptolemy say again: "Actually, when we were heading towards the capital of Persia, we saw hundreds of Greek corpses along the way, and I don't know who deliberately threw them there. Then At that time, Alexander was furious and almost ordered to kill tens of thousands of Persian captives in the army. Although the burning of the palace may be for revenge, I am still a little angry with Alexander. After all, the Persepolis Palace was burned , we have no place to live, so we can only squeeze in the camp, and we have to leave after a short period of time.”

It won't last long before you have to leave.

I suddenly realized.

Alexander is trying to change the way so that the soldiers have to follow him to continue the Eastern Expedition.At the meeting in the Hall of Hundred Pillars, some people probably proposed the idea of ​​staying in Persia or returning to Macedonia on the grounds of funding issues, and no longer going forward. In addition, Kassander and the others have been playing with the idea of ​​​​persian palace gold, silver and jewelry. , it is easy to have double-mindedness.When the boat is broken, only when the retreat is cut off can the belief in moving forward be strengthened.

In order to conquer the world, he really took great pains.

I bowed my head and sighed.

Before we knew it, we came to a small tent. Ptolemy motioned for the soldiers to open the tent, and helped me in and sat down.

He clapped his hands and gave me a meaningful look: "I told you earlier, for him, the most important thing is always the never-ending dream of conquest. No one, nothing, can compare The idea fascinated him even more."

"Including Lord Hephaistion?" I blurted out suddenly.

Ptolemy faltered in opening the tent, then put it down naturally: "Including Hephaestion."

In the darkness, I couldn't see my fingers, and the silence poured into the tent like a tide.

The thick Persian blankets on the floor were very comfortable.

I lay down silently.

At night, there is no other sensory interference, and the pain is particularly clear.But it allowed me to look back and examine my experience here thoroughly.

In just ten days, I was forced to play a real person, fell in love with someone I shouldn't like, and encountered a series of discrimination and crises.History played me like a jerk.The scary thing is that I was so caught up in it that I even indulged myself in this hopeless crush.

Ptolemy really awakened the dreamer with one word.In such a troubled world, with such a lofty king, Hephaistion still loves him humblely, so what can I do as a male favourite?

I couldn't help sitting up and coughing for a while, and there was a faint smell of blood in my mouth.

I wiped my mouth, since I came here, it seems that even living well has become an extremely difficult thing.

alive?

I was taken aback for a moment, and then I was enlightened as if struck by lightning.

Yes, Francisco!You've got paste in your head, right?People have to live first!The sky is big and the earth is big, what could be bigger than fate?

Damn, what am I thinking about all day long?Stuck in Alexander's matter, why never think about it, if I lose his protection, relying on this identity, I may even have a problem with survival!

The more I thought about it, the more stupid I felt. I couldn't help but beat the rug hard. Why did I only understand such a simple truth now!

Bagoss can be gentle and kind, but he can't be weak or submissive.

Surrounded by a group of bloodthirsty wolves, how can you dance with wolves if you don't want to be strong and force yourself to be one of them?