Pharaoh and her queen

Ye Zhiqing was put under house arrest after being forcefully brought back to Kongsi Palace by Ittis.

Now she has established that the Itis of the palace of Thebes is not the real Itis.

It's just her identity, and Ye Zhiqing had no idea for a while, thinking of what she said in the Nephthys Temple that day, Itis that exists in parallel time and space?

Even Ye Zhiqing felt that all this was too unimaginable. Could it be that there were gods in ancient Egypt?

So where is the real Ittis now, and what is the current situation in Egypt?

Being placed under house arrest in the Temple of Confucius and cut off from all contact with the outside world, Ye Zhiqing became more and more anxious day by day.

This feeling of hanging on the void and not being able to control yourself is bad, very bad.

After trying to go out several times, but being strongly blocked, "Ittis" appeared.

Ye Zhiqing's teeth itch with a bit of resentment from his easy-going attitude, and he spoke first, with an obviously impatient attitude, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"You're worried about her," the bull-headed answer.

Ye Zhiqing instantly understood who "Itis" was talking about, and blurted out, "Yes, I'm worried about her, where is she now?"

When talking about the real Etis, Ye Zhiqing's attitude softened obviously.

The fake "Itis" stood on the steps, like a piece of ice exuding chill, with dark eyes, and the furious aura surging around seemed to tear Ye Zhiqing apart before giving up.

Lan Mate worriedly stood in front of Ye Zhiqing, but was pushed away by Ye Zhiqing.

"Who are you and what is your purpose?"

"You know very well that no matter how well you learn, you can't replace Ittis,"

Ye Zhiqing approached step by step, mercilessly piercing the dark wound hidden deep in the heart of this Yidis in front of him.

The sharp palm wind came towards his face, Ye Zhiqing was already ready, closed his eyes and waited for the next move of "Edith".

It's just that the expected slap didn't come as promised. "Itis" stood in front of Ye Zhiqing with complicated eyes.

"How am I inferior to her?"

"Why did you choose her?"

The hysterical questioning revealed a strong sense of injury. The fake "Itis" is now in a state like a wounded giant beast, staring at Ye Zhiqing.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ye Zhiqing thinks that the fake "Itis' eyes are trying to comfort her.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Zhiqing's voice was cold, but not as aggressive as before.

"What is your purpose? You are you, and Itis is Itsis. You are not the same person. No one in this world can completely replace another person."

If Itis is a scheming emperor, then this person in front of him is a dangerous and willful brat.

There seemed to be a flash of light in the eyes of the fake "Edith", but it quickly fell silent, "But I was born to be her spare."

This sentence made Ye Zhiqing even more confused, what is the relationship between her and Etis.

Combined with the previous situation, Ye Zhiqing was not worried that the fake "Itis" would hurt himself, so he changed his mind, and Ye Zhiqing changed into a persuasive tone.

"No one can control your existence, even if you look exactly like Etis, if you choose to be yourself, no one can force you,"

"Oh," the fake "Edith" smiled disdainfully, but Ye Zhiqing's words seemed to have worked, and her mood had gradually returned to calm.

Ye Zhiqing seized the opportunity, and then asked, "Why do you lock me up? My current status is just a servant? It is of no use to you."

"Why don't you let me go out, I can promise you that I will never leave Thebes city, or you can send someone to monitor me."

The fake "Itis" could clearly see the urgency hidden in Ye Zhiqing's eyes, stared at it for a long time, and seemed to be mocking, "Zhiqing, you take yourself too lightly, you said she would let a servant sleep Do you want to enter the Temple of Confucius?"

Of course not.

Fortunately, it's fake." Edith didn't make things difficult for Ye Zhiqing anymore, and agreed to her request, and didn't continue to put her under house arrest, but she also made a request.

"If your injury gets worse, you don't have to think about being able to go out," said Fake Etis and strode away.

It didn't take long before someone from the palace brought medicine. Ye Zhiqing had to adopt this low-level but effective method in order to force the fake "Itis" to come out these days.

That is not to take medicine, not to take medicine, and let the injury worsen.

Now that my goal has been achieved, the current plan is to restore the body as soon as possible.

According to what Lanmat said in the palace in the past few days, the fake "Itis" seems to have no intention of revealing his identity in Thebes.

Now, except for the people in the palace of Thebes, no one knows the existence of the fake "Itis".

One of the things that puzzled Ye Zhiqing the most was that the fake Itis occupied the identity of the real Itis in the palace of Thebes, but the current actions were in favor of the real Itis.

After sorting out his disturbed thoughts, Ye Zhiqing planned to wait until he encountered a fake "Itis" before asking directly, not knowing where to use the sense of familiarity.

Ye Zhiqing always felt that they had known each other before, as if they had met somewhere.

No time to think about it, Ye Zhiqing didn't have a clue for a while, so he focused on the problem of contacting Ittis or Virgil. The most urgent thing is to figure out what the situation is now.

And what Itis wants to do, such a bold move to leave Thebes is definitely not a whim.

At this time, thousands of miles away on the coast of the Red River, a piece of golden sand was undulating, and some broken limbs dressed as Assyrian soldiers were scattered in the distance.

The scorching sun tempered the golden armor to be tougher, and Itis sat cross-legged under the huge cactus, wiping the blood on the long sword intently.

The look of sternness is the fighting spirit that has not completely subsided in the battle just now.

Until a merchant ship gradually approaching in the distance broke the temporary tranquility.

Hirsch was always paying attention to the movements of Ittis, and soon found a merchant ship approaching in the distance, with a flag representing the trade between Egypt and Hittites flying on the ship.

Thinking of something, Hirsch's eyes dodged for a moment, but in the next breath, she immediately entered the state of war preparation. At this time, an unknown ship was approaching, and it was very dangerous for them who had not escaped Assyria's pursuit.

On the other hand, Etis showed an uncharacteristically comfortable posture, and turned her head to look at Hirsch a few times, which meant nothing.

When the merchant ship docked on the coast not far from them, Ittis sheathed the long sword, stood up and walked to Hershey.

"General Hirsch, that is the person I arranged to support us, you go over and hand it over."

"Yes, King."

And when Hirsch approached the merchant ship, the people on the merchant ship had already set foot on the coast.