Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

As soon as Alexander spoke, everyone was in an uproar.

Hephaestion's blue eyes moved away, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he retreated behind him.

"His Majesty."

Statina was taken aback, and repeated to him: "Your Majesty, I beg you to let my family go."

If I'm not wrong, it should be 330 BC, and Alexander started attacking Persia a year ago.

After a decisive battle a few days ago, he successfully repelled the army of the Persian Emperor Darius and brought Persia into the territory of the Macedonian Empire.In order to save his life, Darius abandoned his wife and son, and fled with a small group of remaining soldiers.

Because Bagos is a Persian, I took a special look at the history of Persia before.

After the decline of the ancient Babylonian civilization, the plain of Mesopotamia was originally occupied by a foreign nation.It wasn't until 550 B.C. that Cyrus the Great appeared, kicked the Gentiles out of Persia, and established an unprecedentedly prosperous Persian Empire. Only then did the Persian people who were in dire straits be rescued.

Cyrus the Great ascended to heaven and was replaced by Darius. Darius liked to play a relay, and the first generation and the second generation passed on to the third generation.When it was Darius III's turn to be the emperor now, he was a little bit mediocre. Although he was not stupid, he couldn't bear the advent of Alexander, the god of war, and Persia was over.

I've seen Colin and they shoot this scene before.

Alexander won the battle and happily led his troops into Persepolis, the capital of Persia, to be welcomed by the crowd.After the flowers were sprinkled enough and the cheers were over, the big guys went straight to Darius' lair in a lively manner.So Darius' wife and children suddenly became captives from the highest nobles.

There was no smile on Alexander's face.

"My princess, why should I let your family go?"

Statina twisted her hands together, and the circles of her eyes began to turn red.

Alexander looked at her for a long time, his brows gradually opened.

He took her hand, kissed her fingertips lightly, and his voice softened: "Dear little princess, I never thought of catching them."

Statina blinked in amazement: "You mean..."

Alexander smiled slightly: "Princess Statina, I swear to you in the name of the King of the Macedonian Empire, from the moment I step into this palace, your family is my family, as long as I am alive, you and yours My family will enjoy the same treatment as my family. The glory of Macedonia belongs to me, and it belongs to you."

The chestnut-haired man next to me suddenly frowned, gritted his teeth and said to Ptolemy: "Is he crazy! Zeus, they are the children of the enemy, how can they act so hastily, they..."

Cheers erupted in the hall instantly, drowning out the rest of his words.

Statina wept with joy.

I could no longer hear Alexander's voice, only saw him handing Statina a handkerchief as he spoke.

"I just guessed he would." Ptolemy's voice sounded suddenly.

I looked back at him, he folded his chest and looked ahead, his eyes always sparkling with treacherous gaze.

I didn't speak, and looked at Alexander again.

Ptolemy added: "Actually, at the beginning of the war between Macedonia and Persia, Darius expressed his willingness to exchange Persian gold for a truce. Alexander was very disdainful when he heard this. He said, I have no shortage of gold, and the gold I have is enough Buy their entire country, if he wants to show his sincerity, why can't he come to me to discuss it in person?"

This does sound like the courage of an ancient emperor.

I said, "So what do you want to say?"

Ptolemy smiled and said, "Bagos, I just want to tell you that in the eyes of my elder brother who watched him grow up, Alexander is a very competent emperor."

Telling me this kind of thing for no reason is either rape or robbery.

"If you're worried that I'm a spy, then you can rest assured," I said sullenly, "I'm not interested in your power disputes."

Ptolemy shook his head: "That's not what I mean, Bagoas, are you really incapable of hearing it or are you pretending to be confused? Because he is a real emperor, the most important thing to him is always the endless dream of conquest."

I still don't understand.

"I won't say anything more, and you will gradually understand the rest." At this moment, Ptolemy stopped talking, left this sentence and left.

I looked up again and found that Alexander was about to leave the hall with Statina, so I hurriedly pushed through the crowd and squeezed there.

Suddenly, a cold hand slid down from my neck, sticking to my shoulder blades as if there was nothing, stroking my waist and eyes.

I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body, why is there still sexual harassment these days?so funny!

As soon as I kicked it, I felt something was wrong. Why was it like stepping on cotton?Before I could react, someone touched my ankle again.

I was so angry that I clenched my fist and fought back, and my arm was abruptly intercepted by a hand that was thrown out suddenly.In the next second, my arm hurt, and I was pulled back to my chest, and a strong chest was attached to the back.

A breath of hot air brushed over my neck, and I belatedly realized that someone had licked my ear, and I was stupid.

"Oh, Darius' favorite boy," the man smacked his lips like a fox stealing fish, "it's really delicious."

But there was a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and us, so I couldn't move, so I suppressed my anger and asked, "Who are you?"

The man's soft lips pressed against my ear: "Bagos, let me tell you a secret."

"It's okay to tell a secret, but let me go first and tell me who you are?"

He ran along my hair and said, "Alexander actually has a cold personality. So..."

"so?"

He tempted: "so if he can't satisfy you, come to me."

"who are you??"

"Making love is an art," he said leisurely, "As for me, of course I am an artist who everyone loves."

As soon as the words fell, the shackles on the shoulders were loosened, and I looked back again. There were so many people, how could I tell who was who?

After finally getting out of the main hall, I took a deep breath and stared at my eyes.When I looked up again, the plump body of the chief eunuch blocked me.He was akimbo, like an uncovered double-handled jug.

"Your Majesty has gone to the emperor's harem. I really don't give a damn! I don't even bother to scold you. Your Majesty only brought two or three attendants there, not even a servant. Come with me!"

I scrambled to keep up.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw a white-haired old lady sulking, and the low pressure hovered in the huge palace.

The sandalwood-filled palace was full of brilliance, and a group of women gathered around the old lady, chattering.

I was still hesitating whether going in at this time would lead to bad luck, so I was kicked by the manager.I didn't notice that the threshold was a bit high, and I fell straight in without lifting my feet.

As soon as the angry eyes of the people present turned to me, they became... more angry.Especially the old lady sitting in the middle, with a look of disdain mixed with anger, and contempt mixed with disdain... I guess this is the ugliest expression she can make.

I didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I left too hastily, I'm following His Majesty..."

"This time, Your Majesty called out long and short? It's really chilling! Who was pulling His Majesty's bed and refused to get off? Your Majesty, Bagoss, how many Your Majesties are you secretly hiding?" Didn't tell us?"

A woman's voice suddenly came to mind.

Another woman giggled and said, "No wonder being a male pet is so popular these days. Whoever has the most power can enjoy endless glory and wealth after washing himself up. Don't you think so, Bagoss?"

"Sister, don't talk about it. Look at Baggos's little face, which turned pale with fright. He is guilty. What else should we mention? Or the priest said that Baggos is a catastrophe. Who doesn't know His Majesty Darius? In the days before the defeat, he spoiled him so much? The most ridiculous thing is that he really has the face to live like this."

Ladies, you talk to each other and curse endlessly.

These sounds pierced my eardrums like sharp thorns.

I suddenly remembered the scene when I first met John's mother.

A glass of red wine was poured over my head. The always elegant woman looked at me coldly, wiped her hands with a tissue, said only one word, and left with her head held high.

"Bitch."

I remember that scene to this day, and I don't think I'll ever forget it as long as I live.

It was only then that I realized that Bagoss was much stronger than me for having silently endured so many knife-like words for so many years.

A sudden hoarse cry from the old lady interrupted my thoughts.

"Pity my son, my young son, why did you get ruined by this goddamn little eunuch!"

I wiped the sweat off my face and shook my head.

A hand suddenly stretched out in front of me.

That hand was fair and slender, with well-defined joints, and there were three gorgeous rings on the middle finger and index finger.

"Stand up, little boy."

The person in front of me stared at me with those eyes shining with a strange brilliance, such a brilliance, only one person can have it.

"Your Majesty Alexander."

I quickly got up: "Your Majesty, I left in a hurry, I don't know what happened here, I'm very sorry, Your Majesty."

"It's okay." Alexander nodded and stared at me for a while, "Bagos, are you unhappy?"

I shook my head and nodded again, feeling very complicated.

Alexander pointed to the group of women behind him: "Did they say something about you?"

I froze: "Your Majesty, you...didn't hear?"

"I heard it, but I can't understand it," Alexander said. "Bagos, I'm not as talented as you. I can speak foreign languages, but I also want to learn it."

My brain froze for three seconds, and suddenly realized a problem!

What those women said just now is different from what Alexander said, and they are not in English!Not even Chinese and Spanish!

Why can I understand everything without hindrance? ! !

Just thinking of this, Alexander suddenly spoke:

"Exactly, I want to chat with Darius' mother, but I forgot to bring an interpreter, please help me."

He gave me a sly wink and pulled me towards the group of women.