Pharaoh and her queen

Ye Zhiqing looked up at the hand with well-defined knuckles on his lips, and subconsciously opened his mouth to enclose the peeled grapes on his lips.

The deep eyes wiped away the smile on Edith's face, and the shadow on the side of his face became more gloomy. Although he still had a calm expression of not distinguishing between happiness and anger, Ye Zhiqing could read a few strands of dissatisfaction.

Ye Zhiqing nodded politely towards Maniferti, and Ye Zhiqing looked away, laughing dumbfoundedly.

"Zhiqing, sit here." The moist touch on the fingertips was fleeting, and the Yingying water made the fingers look better under the bright golden light.

The awe-inspiring expression slowed down a bit, and Ittis withdrew her hand and wiped the robe indifferently, "Zhiqing, sit beside me."

The serious expression on Ittis's face did not seem to be a joke, and Ye Zhiqing's lips curved more obviously when he saw this, "Your Majesty Its, that is your throne."

The body moved back a little, getting closer to Ityi, but Ye Zhiqing never touched the throne under Ityi.

Ye Zhiqing doesn't mind her getting closer to Itsis, but she has always been sober and restrained when it comes to certain boundaries that cannot be crossed.

There was a clear emotion in the soft eyes hidden in the depths, Etis smiled slightly, and said nothing to Ye Zhiqing's actions.

Manefetti took all the movements of the two people on the high platform into her eyes, slowly sipped the fruit wine in the glass, her slightly raised chin and neck formed a beautiful arc, and easily gathered most of the fiery people at the dinner party. look.

The charm created by the fierce collision of innocence and coquettishness is captivating.

Manefetti enjoys everyone's secret peeping with peace of mind. For her, appearance is just another means to achieve the goal, and the means must be used where it should be used.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass, and there was a trace of frustration in his reddish-brown eyes. The two people on the high platform never cared about other movements at the dinner party. .

Including her.

Manefetti put down her wine glass, and her gentle voice was very penetrating, making the noisy hall quiet for a while.

"Your Majesty Edith, I wonder if you have the honor to invite Miss Fuga who is beside you to visit Thebes with me."

Manefuti's direct call undoubtedly revealed that she already knew Ye Zhiqing's identity, and she was the former Queen of Punt.

The just-right gentle smile made Ye Zhiqing a little dazed when he was suddenly named by Manefetti. The two looked at each other, and inadvertently ignored Etis who was beside him.

The cheerful atmosphere suddenly shook a bit of weirdness.

Unhappy, hidden in the floating sharp spots, Itis glanced at Manefetti's eyes without any emotion, and her slightly cold tone was mixed with a little slow depression.

His eyes only stayed on Manefetti for a few moments, then he turned to Hirsch in the dark, "General Hirsch, haven't you arranged the princess's next itinerary?"

Very deliberate accountability attitude.

"My lord, according to the plan, after the signing of the peace treaty, the Hittite king and the princess will have plenty of time to visit Thebes," Hirsch stepped forward from the corner, knelt in the center of the hall, and let people see with his bowed head. He couldn't see Hirsch's expression clearly at this time.

Its continued to bring different fruits to Ye Zhiqing's lips, completely ignoring Hirsch who was kneeling, and seeing Ye Zhiqing swallowing the fruits one by one with satisfaction, she casually looked at Manefetti, "Princess, but this Dissatisfied with the arrangement."

Edith's attitude was already obvious. He rejected Maneferti's invitation for Ye Zhiqing, and at the same time sent Maneferti to the army instead.

The Hittite mission came here for negotiations, and Ye Zhiqing's current status in Egypt is just a servant. If Manefti's invitation is directly rejected, it will more or less increase the rift during the negotiations.

But now Edith throws this question back to Manefuti. If her answer is dissatisfied, Edith can turn the finger on Hirsch, and then gently skip Ye Zhiqing's question. Ti's answer is satisfied, which is tantamount to accepting rejection in disguise.

The atmosphere gradually stagnated, Ye Zhiqing secretly slandered the old fox Ittis, suppressed the smile in his eyes, leaned forward slightly, weighed for a moment, and was about to speak to break the deadlock.

There was a sudden pulling force from his waist, and Etis obviously sensed Ye Zhiqing's plan, and his slightly sinking eyes let Ye Zhiqing's words that were about to blurt fall back into his stomach.

Maneferti still had the most elegant and appropriate smile, and her gentle and harmless temperament was raised to the extreme. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Hirsch who was kneeling, "Your Majesty Edith, I am very satisfied."

The air that seemed to be frozen was released for a moment, Ye Zhiqing continued to keep silent, Etis asked Hirsch to retreat, and the cheerful atmosphere of the dinner gradually began to warm up.

Its seemed to be addicted to feeding, and he happily passed the food on the table to Ye Zhiqing's mouth.

"Your Majesty Edith, that's enough," Ye Zhiqing, who wanted to come along with Edith, had no choice but to refuse when he saw that Edith had no intention of stopping.

"You are too weak, you need to eat more."

"full."

Frowning, Ittis put down the food in his hands, obviously he didn't feed much, so he was full anyway.

Similar dinner parties were inevitably boring to Its and Ye Zhiqing. Afterwards, Its and Manefetti politely mentioned a few words related to the treaty, and then stopped talking.

The peaceful appearance perfectly conceals the treacherous Bo Yun surging underneath.

The dinner gradually came to an end, the hustle and bustle faded away, and the crowd below gradually dispersed until only Itsis and Ye Zhiqing were left in the hall.

Sweeping away the non-existent dust on the robe, Ittis walked down, did not move for a long while behind her, stopped, and looked back.

Ye Zhiqing sat on the spot without moving, "Your Majesty, your legs are numb."

Unexpectedly, Its raised his eyebrows, and Ittis was about to hug him up, but Ye Zhiqing hurriedly struggled to refuse, "Your Majesty, just support me."

After leaving the gate of the hall, Ittis waved back the sedan chair, and Ye Zhiqing and Ye Zhiqing walked slowly towards the Confucius Hall

The moonlight was clear and far away, drawing the shadows of the two people long, leisurely and peaceful.

Halfway through, Itis said suddenly, "A month later will be the biggest and annual Opat festival in Egypt, and it won't be too late to appreciate the customs and customs of Thebes."

The ancient Egyptians began the year with the annual flooding of the Nile, the day when Sirius and the Golden Crow of Lower Egypt met on the horizon.

According to the rise and fall of the Nile River and the law of crop growth, the ancient Egyptian calendar divided the year into three seasons of flooding, sowing and harvesting.

The most famous Opat festival is at the peak of the Nile flood period, and a grand sacrifice will be held on the Nile.

Ye Zhiqing remembered that he had said in Tanis City that he wanted to see the customs and customs of Egypt. After this incident at the dinner party, Etis mentioned it, and Ye Zhiqing was not surprised, and nodded along the way.

The true appearance of Egypt thousands of years ago is very attractive to her, who was once obsessed with history.

At the same time, Manefti followed the younger brother Namer, while Hirsch and the royal guards led by Hirsch were guarding behind the Hittite delegation attending the banquet tonight.

The fire in the palace road was bright, and there was still a long distance away from the palace. I saw the High Priest Karnak and his party waiting in front, obviously waiting for Maneferti and his party.

It's a very common courtesy, and I didn't shy away from anyone. The general idea is that if Manefti wants to visit Thebes, she must visit the Temple of Karnak.

People who don't know the reason will naturally not be able to understand, but when this word fell into Hirsch's ears, it had another meaning.

Calmly remembering the details that the two talked about, Hirsch's face remained unchanged.

As the night darkened, Hirsch silently followed Manefuti, and was about to leave when she arrived at the gate of the palace.

"Stop, General Hirsch, am I letting you go?" Manefetti waved her hand to let others go in first, fading away the soft illusion, and her dark pupils seemed to be filled with a storm.

Slowly paced towards Hexi, every time he got closer, Hexi's defense became deeper, and the struggle and pain in his eyes became more intense.