Pharaoh and her queen

When Ye Zhiqing opened his eyes again, he saw the beautiful scenery of clouds and clouds. Occasionally, water birds flitted across the lake, and the water waves spread layer by layer in the distance.

There was an unreal shaking feeling under his body, and a soreness that had not yet come and faded from the side of his neck. Ye Zhiqing looked around, it was on a boat.

With a slight movement, there was a clear metal collision sound from the end of the bed, and the thin veil was lifted, and Ye Zhiqing was stunned for a moment. Is this the pharaoh's bad taste?

She was changed into a white robe, which was almost transparent and couldn't cover anything. The two dogwoods on her chest were faintly visible with her movements, and her right ankle was locked by a small and exquisite gold chain. .

The lock and chain fell to the ground and extended outside the misty bed curtain.

At this time, Edith outside the curtain was sipping a glass of clear date palm wine, and looked at Fujia lying on the bed with interest. This woman is very interesting.

There was no panic as I expected, just a moment of astonishment, and he quickly calmed down.

The lock and chain are made of pure gold by the most outstanding craftsmen in Egypt. The chain is not bulky, and the complicated and clumsy carvings show its delicacy.

The date wine slipped down the shoulders and neck into Edith's honey-colored neck, and disappeared into the neckline. The elegant cobra crown was embellished in the smooth long black hair, and the rhombus-shaped red chalcedony was inlaid as the cobra's eyes.

Twilight is deep, under the warm yellow light, the gloomy red light, like ghosts wandering in the bedroom, makes people feel chills down the spine.

Ye Zhiqing wrapped a quilt that was as light as gauze around her body, covering the covered area, and got out of bed along the winding direction of the chain, and lifted the fluttering bed curtain .

When her eyes froze, Edith's aggression fell into her eyes with a smile that was not a smile.

The other end of the chain is connected to the chair sitting under Itsis. The ebony seat inlaid with various gemstones reflects magnificent light colors on the chain. Kind of unreal.

The mysterious golden mask was removed, and the contours of the facial features were not clear in the shimmering light, but what surprised Ye Zhiqing was the pair of light amber eyes that couldn't distinguish between happiness and anger.

The beauty of the light spots shining in the eyes is extremely aggressive, it is a kind of all-encompassing and vast beauty, the vast universe and stars seem to have been included in those eyes, the indifference is extremely extreme, no sorrow or joy can be tolerated.

Ye Zhiqing stopped, stood an arm's length away from Edith and looked down at her, with the light behind her, casting a hazy and shallow half-moon shadow on the side of her face, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

Silently staring at each other...

A smile suddenly broke out on the corner of Edith's mouth, and the smile became stronger and stronger. Some sharp eyebrows were lifted up, and his eyes were moved away. His indifferent voice seemed to be the rays of the sun piercing through the layers of clouds on the clouds.

"Other captives in this battle are on their way to Musta," implying that the Punt royal family, craftsmen, civilians, or temple priests are all without exception.

Majestic yet charming, the calm above the undercurrent is so easily torn apart.

Masta, located on the west bank of the upper reaches of the Nile, is dedicated to quarrying stones or building mausoleums for the Egyptian royal family. It is known as the city of slaves, also known as the city forgotten by gods. Foreign slaves there cannot escape to meet the god of the underworld. The fate of Nubis.

It takes no more than three days to go straight down by boat from Ponte capital to Masta.

Ye Zhiqing stood there without moving, his expression unpredictable, his eyes quiet, unmoved.

Seeing this, Edith shook the date wine in her hand and chuckled, "Queen Fuga, it's time for you to fulfill the agreement. Tell me, where are Punt's wealth and mines?"

Egypt has been fighting for years, and the iron cavalry that brought victory and glory in the smoke of gunpowder needs huge financial support. It has been ten years since the war, and Egypt now urgently needs a lot of gold, jewelry and food to alleviate the current plight in the Songrong Peninsula.

In the past ten years, all the countries around Ponte, large and small, have been destroyed under the iron cavalry of Egypt, leaving only one Ponte still struggling. Although Ponte is far smaller than Egypt, it is rich in mineral deposits and fertile land. Bringing countless food and wealth.

Having been able to persist under the Egyptian iron cavalry for so many years, Itis's eyelashes were slightly closed, and the sharp light passed over Ye Zhiqing quickly. He looked at the woman in front of him thoughtfully, with cunning tactics and sophisticated irrigation systems that were unheard of on the battlefield. , a weapon sharper than Wang Jian...everything made her marvel.

These all appeared after the woman in front of her came to the throne. Edith shook the red wine glass carelessly and smiled slightly. Queen Fuga must be more precious than Ponte's wealth.

"Your Majesty Edith, you are violating the agreement between us. Civilians and craftsmen have nothing to do with this war."

Like the gentle night wind blowing across the water of the Nile, his tone was soft but with a bone-chilling coldness that could not be ignored.

"Queen Fuga, you are not qualified to negotiate with me now." Edith's amber eyes were full of sarcasm, and her raised little finger fully showed her contempt for her.

The wise and noble Queen Fuga is just a defeated prisoner at this moment, a prisoner without dignity at all.

In the last battle between Egypt and Ponte, Ponte Queen Fuga sent Ittis a letter of surrender, willing to use the improved irrigation system, iron and copper smelting methods... Of course, Itis wanted The mines and wealth of the country were used as negotiation conditions, and the last battle was surrendered without a fight, in exchange for the acquittal of artisans and civilians.

It can avoid unnecessary loss, and Itsis readily agrees, but whether the regulations in the agreement are followed depends entirely on whether she is willing to fulfill them.

In war, Ittis only sees victory and defeat, glory and disgrace, life and death, and ridiculous agreements are like insignificant gravel, insignificant.

Ye Zhiqing took Itsis' contempt and arrogance into his eyes, and a sarcasm overflowed from his mouth, "Your Majesty Ittis, if you are willing to use the soldiers who fought for you on the Songrong Peninsula to be buried with us, it is a great honor. "

Satisfied with the surprise flickering in Ittis's eyes, Ye Zhiqing paused, and continued to speak in a calm tone, "The Hittites, the only military empire that can compete with you, are increasing their troops to the coast of China Sea at this moment. You understand very well that if you lose What Punt's food and wealth mean."

Songrong Peninsula and Zhonghai, if it is necessary to abandon one side, Egypt will only and can only choose to abandon the Songrong Peninsula.

The sarcasm between the brows gradually faded away, and Etis stood up, dignified and elegant, walked to Fujia's eyes with a calm gait, stretched out two fingers, pinched Ye Zhiqing's beautifully curved chin, and lifted it up heavily.

A clear and undeniable pain bloomed in his chin, Fuja frowned, raised his head with strength and looked at Ittis with displeasure.

The worst result of this contest is nothing more than a loss for both sides, which is precisely the result that neither of them wants to see, and it is also the only bargaining chip that Ye Zhiqing can hold in his hands.

Suddenly, there was a huge pulling force from the chain locked on the ankle, and Ye Zhiqing fell onto the carpet defenselessly, a corner of the veil wrapping his body was lifted, revealing the imaginative whiteness.

Its squatted halfway beside Ye Zhiqing, opened her hand to grab Ye Zhiqing's jaw, rude and brutal.

"Well."

The air was gradually stripped from the lungs, and the gasping sound was suddenly severe.

With too much force, deep fingerprints appeared on Ye Zhiqing's neck, from white to red to blue, smudged layer by layer like ink.

Untimely beauty, Its squinted her eyes, licked off the wine stains from the corners of her mouth, and handed the remaining half glass of wine to Ye Zhiqing's mouth, "After drinking it, I can seriously consider whether to fulfill our agreement."

It can be said that the wine was directly poured down by someone. The mucous membrane in the throat is constantly stimulated by the spicy alcohol, which feeds back into the nasal cavity, making it suffocating.

"Cough cough..." The cough echoed continuously in the bedroom.

The transparent wine overflowed with fragrance and slid down Ye Zhiqing's long, fair neck, and disappeared into the neckline. The almost transparent robe was stuck to the chest, which seemed to be nothing, adding to the temptation.

Edith's long and slender hands slid along Ye Zhiqing's chin, over the neck, to the chest, and stopped. This woman is undoubtedly beautiful.

Expensive, self-restraining, wise, like a high god, inviolable, ascetic beauty.

A beauty that is bewitching and very tempting to commit crimes.

There seemed to be an unbearable itching in his throat, and something seemed to break away from Edith's self-control.

Because of this completely unfamiliar numbness that gnaws at the limbs and bones.

The trembling and throbbing in the depths of my heart that had been silent for a long time, seemed like a beast lurking in the dark, eroding wantonly from the tailbone to the back of the neck.

A slight sense of disgust. Its undoubtedly hates this state of being out of control. It can also be said to be fear, fear that unpredictable emotions will lead him into some kind of cage from which he cannot escape.

Frowning and looking down at Queen Punt, whose eyes were tinged with a little blush, she gasped weakly, and her graceful figure collapsed on the fine cashmere carpet. ignorant.

Its's slightly cool fingertips swayed on the hot skin, and the clear touch fell from the chest to the delicate shoulders and neck, rubbing back and forth, enjoying the thrill of the person beneath him trembling in his hands.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to hold the fragile and slender beautiful neck, and suddenly exerted force.

What is out of control, then destroys the source that caused it.

The color of the eyes turned thick black, boundless, and twisted desires raged in them.

The quiet cabin was instantly covered by surging killing intent, Fujia raised her head back with difficulty, trying to loosen the restraint around her neck a little, but it was all in vain.

"Your Majesty Edith..."

The teardrops splashed on the back of the hand were hot, Edith suddenly regained consciousness and refocused his empty eyes on Fuja's face, and slowly let go of his hand.

"Queen Fuga, you are now my prisoner of war," with the usual indifferent tone. The prisoner of war can only obey unconditionally in order to survive. Etis stated Ye Zhiqing's current predicament expressionlessly, and the violent aura that pervaded his body subsided instantly. Peaceful as if nothing had happened.