Pharaoh and her queen

The moonlight diffused over the cold stone steps, the heat of the day subsided, and a little bit of chill seeped out from the cracks in the stone slabs.

A dull sound of falling into the water and chaotic footsteps sounded beside the secluded palace river, vaguely mixed with the sound of fighting.

After the sky was completely dark, Edith woke up faintly. According to Ye Zhiqing's instructions, Lan Masu had been guarding in front of the hall door. Whenever there was any movement in the hall, he would bring in the soup that had been prepared earlier.

Etis hadn't eaten since she fell asleep.

After simply rinsing his mouth, Ittis reluctantly drank a few mouthfuls of the soup, but did not see Ye Zhiqing, and looked up at Lan Masu, "Lan Masu, where is Zhiqing?"

"Wang, Miss Ye went to make medicine for you at noon, and she hasn't come back yet," Lan Masu wondered why Miss Ye still didn't come back all afternoon.

Ye Zhiqing would be followed by royal guards as soon as he left Ari Palace and Confucius Hall, so even though he felt strange, Lan Masu didn't think too much about it.

Edith's face darkened, and she immediately said coldly, "Send an order, immediately seal all the palace gates, search for Zhiqing, and go to the pharmacy first."

Lan Masu was taken aback by Ittis' cold and stern look, took the token in a panic, and ran out staggeringly to deliver the order.

Could it be that something happened to Miss Ye?

Its watched the person walk away, her deep eyes were dimly lit, and she moved her sore body tentatively, feeling the familiar feeling of extreme exhaustion and powerlessness.

After a while, Ittis struggled to stand up, stabilized her body and walked out of the hall, her steps were slow but steady.

Zhiqing is too smart, she will not go to the pharmacy for no reason, it is very likely that she discovered something.

Zhiqing mentioned this matter to Edith before, but she deliberately ignored it. The blue veins on Edith's wrist bulged, and there were bursts of muscle spasms.

Its held on to the door frame, staring ahead with her deep eyes, as if trying to blend into the night.

Inan Huot's personality is suspicious and cruel. After so many years of deliberate letting go by Etis, he began to gradually let go of his vigilance.

If Zhiqing really found something... Bloodthirsty tyranny surged wantonly in Ittis' eyes, and a suppressed and chilling aura emanated from Ittis' body instantly, wantonly devouring the boundless night.

She thought that she would be safe and protect Ye Zhiqing.

The assassination in the Ling Temple can be stopped, but now...

The sound of hurried footsteps and the sound of horseshoes in the distance gradually approached, and Etis stared blankly at the figure emerging from the night, and her heart beat suddenly.

"Wang, Ms. Ye was assassinated outside the pharmacy and fled to the side of the palace river. After falling into the water, she disappeared. The assassins have all been captured," said the leader of the royal guard. Years of training did not let him lose. Calmly, kneeling straight on the ground, waiting for Edith to pronounce his sentence.

The capable royal guards could not protect even one person in Thebes palace. This is not only a shame for them, but also for His Majesty Itis.

The assassin's figure was surprisingly strange, and he appeared unexpectedly. The royal guard followed closely behind Ye Zhiqing and was suddenly disrupted. They failed to keep up with Ye Zhiqing for a moment, and were temporarily separated.

And this short separation time was enough for the assassin to take Ye Zhiqing's life.

The trembling hidden in the depths of the pupils raised an icy golden arc, rich and bright, cold and temperatureless.

"Don't let those assassins who were captured alive die. As for you, Horren, you have to cripple your right hand," Edith's indifferent tone was like a sentence from a god.

The figure kneeling on the ground trembled violently, then took the scimitar at his waist without changing his expression, raised his hand, the knife fell, blood spattered, and he didn't even make a muffled groan.

Walking very fast, Ittis walked to the horse without looking sideways, turned over, yelled softly with a hoarse voice, and ran away.

An overwhelming panic filled every part of her body, spreading from her heart and strangling Edith's throat extremely slowly. She remembered that she could not swim.

The robe drenched in cold sweat swept a stiff and panicked arc in the air.

The sound of horseshoes stopped suddenly, and the river water slowly rubbed against the stone walls on both sides of the river, making a tiny sound of water, and the water lilies on the river surface swayed in a tiny arc, as empty and dead as the night tonight.

Except for the sound of water, no other sound can be seen or heard.

"Look," still in the indifferent and sharp voice, Its has completely lost her usual calmness and indifference, and the obvious panic is mixed in it, and she doesn't shake herself by the river.

As time passed extremely slowly, the blood flowing through the veins became thicker and thicker. Its walked along the river with a cold and stiff body, stared at the river without moving, his throat was tight, and he was absent-minded. Muttered, "Zhiqing."

It is absolutely impossible to separate them like this.

***

Inside Luxor Temple.

It was still the same dilapidated courtyard.

The two figures of Kanak and Soor were hidden in the thick night, sitting opposite each other across the stone plate engraved with the sun, moon and stars.

"Priest Soor, why didn't you announce the real oracle at the Nile River Festival?" Kanak's face was covered by the night, and he couldn't see it. There was a little smile in his very friendly voice, which was very similar to a A kind and kind elder.

It was obviously a question from Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but it sounded like the concern of the elders for the younger generation.

It was still a calm and indifferent answer, "The oracle of the Luxor Temple will appear when it should appear." The answer was exactly the same as last time. Soor moved the star ball on the stone and slowly moved along the groove. Rolling, making an involuntarily frightening friction sound.

The hand hanging by his side was tightly scratching the edge of the stone, Kanak hated Soor's senseless attitude, but he didn't show it on the surface, watching the star pattern on the stone plate changing in Soor's hand into another star map.

As if caught in another kind of confusion, Kanak hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Priest Soor, do you know that His Majesty Edith was assassinated in the Cemetery?"

The imperceptible surprise was hidden on Soor's lightly raised eyebrows, and it was rare that there was no pause, Soor nodded slightly as a response.

As expected, Kanak straightened his body, his intentionally slowed-down speech was mixed with hints of seduction, "Priest Soor, how serious is His Majesty Edith's injury?"

The question was about the seriousness of the injury, not whether it was injured, and Kanak just wanted to use Sauor to determine whether Itis was injured.

Silence spread quietly, and Soor focused on moving the star ball under his hand, turning a deaf ear to Kanak's question.

Apparently Kanak was used to such scenes, and was not disappointed not to get an answer from Soor.

Ten years has been enough for Kanak to figure out Soor's fickle temperament. Soor's position has always been something Kanak can't be sure of. It can also be said that Soor doesn't belong to any camp.

It does not belong to Queen Itis, nor does it belong to Prince Inanhot, nor does it belong to the Temple of Thebes. Soor is more like a check and balance force, dissociated among the various camps.

Originally, during the Nile River Sacrifice, Kanak thought that Soor's attitude had been determined to favor Prince Inanhot, but now it seems that there has been no change.

Thinking of this, a bit of ruthlessness flashed in Kanak's heart, since he couldn't use it...

The voice sank a little, and Kanak continued to ask, "Priest Soor met the woman next to the king alone in the Lingling Temple."

The tone is sure.

Soor has a withdrawn personality. If it is not necessary, he rarely contacts outsiders. Most of the time he shuts himself in this small courtyard of the Luxor Chamber Temple. Even Karnak can see him tonight. After hitting a wall five or six times.

So it was too weird for Soor to meet that woman alone.

The slender fingers that were morbidly pale left the stone plate. Soor did not evade this question, and turned his dark and deep eyes to Xingzi in the sky, "Prince Karnak, don't touch her."

With a snort, Kanak was surprised by Soor's attitude towards Ye Zhiqing. The news that came back from the palace this afternoon, Kanak still hated Ye Zhiqing in the bottom of his heart, and broke their plans many times. In the matter of tampering, the risk of being exposed in the slightest cannot be tolerated.

It's just a lowly servant, even if Edith takes it seriously, it's just a servant.

The contempt for Ye Zhiqing is determined by the strict hierarchy that is deeply rooted in the bones of the priests of Karnak. The great priest of Karnak, who seems to be sympathetic to all living beings, actually disdains to give alms to those ants who look up at him.

Soor didn't care about the undisguised disdain emanating from Kanak, but emphasized again, "She is useful to Prince Inanhot, don't touch her."

Unable to figure out why Soor's attitude towards that woman was unusual, Kanak did not hide anything, and frankly revealed the assassination plan tonight.

Soor's eyes were unmoved, as if he had known about this for a long time, and he said in a calm tone, "It's nothing, the assassination tonight will not succeed."

Kanak's remaining words were choked in his throat, and he looked at Soor with a little more fear in his eyes.

Soor stood up and stood on the edge of the altar with his hands behind his back, facing the direction of Thebes Palace. The figure that blended into the night made people unable to figure out any redundant emotions.

And in the dark place that Kanak couldn't see, Soor's eyes flickered with flickering light and shadow.

After dispelling the barrier covering his whole body, Soor closed his eyes to feel the cold night wind, whether the so-called fate bestowed on his family could be changed because of the abnormality that appeared.

And Ye Zhiqing is the strange number that appeared, and the souls of other worlds should not appear here.

Soor took a deep inhalation of the rather decadent air, his loose long hair fluttered wildly backwards with the wind, and his ethereal fairy posture under the dim moonlight gave people a sense of worldliness. .

The soul that appeared in another world has changed the trajectory of some destiny. Does that mean that he has the opportunity to release this so-called destiny.

The deep desire clinging to my bone marrow, one day...