Pharaoh and her queen

"Your Majesty Edith, I don't know when your army will arrive," Soor asked casually.

Facing the water wrinkled slightly by the wind, the breeze swept away the scent of flowers and scattered them in every part of the courtyard. The leisurely atmosphere was quite different from the battles that were waiting outside the temple at this time.

Itis calmly took a sip of the lotus tea on the short case, and asked Soor, "When did the great priest start caring about these insignificant things?"

"Your Majesty Edith, it's not that I care about it," Soor just finished speaking when a person walked into the courtyard.

Its followed the voice and looked over, then froze in place for a moment, sporadic worry appeared on her brows that were quickly frowned, and subconsciously blurted out, "How did you get in?"

Ye Zhiqing remained silent and looked at Etis quietly with an unusually calm expression.

On the side, Soor continued with great interest, "Your Majesty Etis, the Luxor Temple brought Miss Ye in."

The eyes were suddenly cold, and the eyes that fell on Soor showed a bit of coldness and killing intent.

"Your Majesty Itis, I took the initiative to contact the great priest and asked him to arrange for me to come in," Ye Zhiqing took a few steps forward and stood in front of Itsis.

And in this gap, Soor left the courtyard very consciously.

For a moment, the two looked at each other, speechless.

Etis looks very good now, relaxed and comfortable, but the bright red blood streaks hidden in the dark corners of her eyes have not escaped Ye Zhiqing's eyes.

The familiar golden pupils shone with warmth, and Itsis let go of all his defenses, and finally sighed softly, stretching his arms and wrapping her in his arms.

"It's dangerous here, you shouldn't be here," was the statement of course.

There was no harshness in Ittis' words, it was full of worry, but the anger that Ye Zhiqing had calmed down resurfaced again.

Grabbing Ittis by the neckline, Ye Zhiqing couldn't help but push him against a stone pillar on one side, his eyes were red, and he growled, "Your Majesty Ittis, I shouldn't be here, so who should come here?"

"Did you tell me all your arrangements in advance? Could it be that the love in your mouth is sex again and again?" The light in his eyes gradually went out, and Ye Zhiqing's voice gradually became quieter.

The tip of the nose was red, and the eyes were full of water. The accusation against Itis was obviously at a loss for the Egyptian emperor who had always been a loner.

Etis maintained the posture of hugging Ye Zhiqing tightly, with stiff movements and stiff expressions, without saying a word.

Since she came to power, she has long been accustomed to making decisions by one person, and she is the supreme king of Egypt.

That's right, she is the king, no minister will resist her will, and no one will ask her, why do she do this?

She has long been used to, one person weighs and then takes the best interests, which is already a rigid and stubborn way of thinking.

Ye Zhiqing's appearance was a gift to her.

So sudden, but just right.

She never believed in gods, for her, it was just a means to control people's hearts, but only Ye Zhiqing, she was willing to worship and pray.

With blank eyes, Etis looked at Ye Zhiqing in front of her. She didn't know what she did wrong, but she knew it was her fault.

Ittis wanted to open his lips to explain, but the tranquility in the courtyard was suddenly broken while hesitating.

The Egyptian rebels and the Assyrian army who had been waiting outside the Luxor Temple for a long time could not wait any longer. They destroyed the temple gate, killed the priest guarding the gate, and clamored to let Itis out, otherwise Luxor would be destroyed. temple.

The sharp arrow was taut on the string, ready to go off.

Ye Zhiqing's expression changed slightly, he suppressed unnecessary emotions, held the hands of the two of them, looked directly at Ittis, and said resolutely, "Itis, I will live and die with you."

The tone that couldn't be more ordinary seemed to be talking about unimportant things.

Its was silent for a long time, and finally said firmly, "Zhiqing, I won't let you die."

"Okay," Ye Zhiqing responded lightly to Edith when she was in a desperate situation, since she dared to say it, she dared to believe it.

The square outside the Luxor Temple was filled with killing intent soldiers, and the priests guarding the temple seemed so small that they could be ignored.

Ilhot rode the war horse that belonged to Ittis, proudly, seeing Ittis came out, he yelled even louder, "My dear sister Wang, if you surrender early, I can consider letting you and your little one go." lover."

Even if there was a majestic army standing behind him, it was still not enough to support Ilhott's aura of an emperor.

Even though there are only a few people around Ittis, but in this state, there is no loss of composure and composure, and they can see each other clearly.

"Ilhot, your strength is the Assyrian army?" The tone of understatement was full of sarcasm.

As if being poked into a sore spot, the expression on Ilhuote's face became even more ferocious, "Sister Wang, so what, you're going to lose~~~~"

"Oh," Ittis responded symbolically, with an unpredictable expression, and continued to ask, "In the city of Thebes, the priests in the Karnak Temple should not be the only ones who have colluded with you, right?"

In Ye Zhiqing's shocked expression, Yi Erhuote clearly explained his details.

Ye Zhiqing turned his head to look at Ittis on one side, with complicated thoughts. Ilhot is really too ignorant and stupid.

It is absurd to rely on the enemy's army to win a battle.

Egypt, in his hands, will only have one ending, and that is decline, speeding up the process of establishing the Roman Empire or a certain empire.

To lose to such a person... would be too ironic.

Etis seemed to know what Ye Zhiqing was thinking at this moment, she held Ye Zhiqing's hand tightly, curled her fingers slightly, and gently pressed Ye Zhiqing's palm.

In the next moment, the originally suppressed majestic aura poured out, the deep eyes were full of cold blades, the long and narrow eyeliner was raised, and the spine that was straight and never bent over half a point stood proudly.

Instinctive awe and fear of the king.

"You guys, are you really going to rebel?" Ittis said these words calmly and forcefully to the Egyptian soldiers.

Looking at each other, some soldiers in the Egyptian rebel army looked nervous and flustered, obviously not wanting to participate in the rebellion.

Seeing this, Ilhot gritted his teeth with hatred and said, "Destroy the Luxor Temple for me, whoever can cut off Itis' head, I will give him countless gold."

Crazy words, Irhot probably felt that the Assyrian army had arrived, so he dared to say such reckless words.

As soon as Ilhot gave an order, regardless of whether he wanted to or not, the orderly formation of soldiers immediately began to surge like a tide.

"Kill," are all troops bathed in blood and death on the battlefield, and the turbulent killing intent rose in an instant.

Ye Zhiqing drew out his sword and held Ittis tightly, subconsciously wanting to back away.

Looking at the chaotic situation in front of him, Ittis pulled Ye Zhiqing back, stood still, unhurried, with a majestic demeanor.

With a resolute profile, Etis reacted too calmly to everything in front of him.

Ye Zhiqing followed Itis' line of sight, and saw that the urgent situation changed suddenly, and the Assyrian army that originally supported Ilhot turned their backs.

The Assyrian army was far more numerous than the rebel army led by Ilhot, fighting, wailing, roaring, splashing blood, strong smell of blood, all intertwined.

The scythe of the god of death, silently and tightly gripped the loser's throat.

The originally sacred and clean square was covered with blood, and occasionally scattered stumps fell at the feet of Itsis.

The rebels led by Ilhot quickly showed signs of defeat, but the massacre could not be stopped.

Its didn't change his face, and pulled Ye Zhiqing closer,

This is a feast of blood and death.

Ye Zhiqing was keenly aware of the restless excitement and bloodthirsty factor around Ittis. This massacre seemed to be the most dangerous and deadly temptation for Ittis.

"Ittis," trembling voice, strands of worry dispersed.

"Zhiqing, I told you that I won't let you die." With a dull and low-pitched, seductive tone, Etis looked directly at Ye Zhiqing word by word, in the bloodiest and cruelest fight, the most passionate affection surged.

The heavy worries on his body were instantly removed, as if reborn, Ye Zhiqing took a deep breath, smiled softly, "Thank you, Edith."

Before the words fell, the world spun in an instant, as if the body had lost all functions and was pulled into the thick darkness.

Before completely sinking into the darkness, Ye Zhiqing struggled to look at Ittis, fear and worry emerged one by one...

***

Familiar with the exquisite furnishings, the tulle embroidered with intricate patterns is slightly swaying in the wind, and the warm golden light climbs to the side of the bed through the terrace.

Ye Zhiqing stretched out his hand, feeling the temperature of the sun, in a trance, for an unknown amount of time, and his consciousness gradually returned.

Is this the Temple of Confucius?I passed out in Luxor Temple.

Asking and answering by himself, Ye Zhiqing seemed to be rusty in his mind, and it was very difficult to sort out the ins and outs of the matter.

Looking at the current situation, it was not a dream, Etis won.

"Lan Masu," the hoarse and weak voice seemed to be slicing rough sandpaper with a blade.

Hearing a sound in the hall, a maid came in soon.

"Queen, you're finally awake," Lan Masu hastily ordered someone to inform Ittis, and after doing the basic cleaning, he brought some porridge and fed Ye Zhiqing to drink it mouthful by mouthful.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Ye Zhiqing asked, "Queen?"

Seeing Ye Zhiqing's puzzled expression, Lan Masu snickered and said, "Queen, Your Majesty Itsis has already issued an edict during the few days you were in a coma, and I just wait for you to wake up to make up the Empress Ritual."

All the reactions seemed to be delayed by half a beat. After Ye Zhiqing digested the news, Etis had already arrived.

With a nervous expression, he hurriedly took the porridge from Lan Masu's hand, and Etis sat down on the side of the bed, and carefully fed it to Ye Zhiqing.

"Itis, I've been in a coma for a few days," Ye Zhiqing could clearly feel that this weak body was abnormal.

Stretching out his hand to wipe off the water from the corner of Ye Zhiqing's mouth, Etis's scorching eyes couldn't hide his tenderness.

"On the seventh day, the priest of medicine said that you were too tired to cause it, so you are not allowed to interfere in anything during the next period of time, take good care of your body, and then complete the empress ceremony."

It was hard to hide the tough attitude in Etis's words, Ye Zhiqing pondered for a moment, and then asked, "How is the epidemic?"

"Closing the city, all violators will be killed," Ittis couldn't capture any emotional changes on his face, almost harsh and indifferent.

Ye Zhiqing's heart was touched, and so many people were allowed to fend for themselves, but in the current situation, there was indeed no better way.

"Be obedient, don't think about it anymore," Ittis pulled him into her arms, with a coaxing and gentle tone, and imitated Ye Zhiqing's previous technique, gently massaging her temples.

The cool breeze was refreshing, and his body was extremely tired. Ye Zhiqing curled up in Edith's arms and fell asleep again.

Its stared closely at Ye Zhiqing's sleeping face, pressed a kiss on the forehead, and murmured in a low voice that no one could hear.

"Zhiqing, I will definitely not let anything happen to you."