Pharaoh and her queen

Ye Zhiqing's body didn't improve, but became weaker and lethargic every day.

And after Ye Zhiqing fell asleep, Etis' out-of-control rages became more and more frequent.

If Ye Zhiqing hadn't explained to Lan Ma in advance, don't let His Majesty vent his anger on the priest of medicine, I'm afraid they would all be executed by the furious Itis.

All the medical priests couldn't find the reason for Ye Zhiqing's drowsiness, and Etis could only watch Ye Zhiqing become weaker day by day.

From the very beginning, I could drink two bowls of clear porridge a day, but now I can barely drink two mouthfuls. Edith tried to force it down, but all of them were spit out without exception.

Refuse all political affairs that can be evaded, and As long as Itis is free, she will stay in the Temple of Confucius.

Its stared straight at the white wrist held by him, which was too slender, and fear quickly invaded.

The dry soreness spread up his throat, and the moist touch came from the back of his hand. Edith was stunned for a moment, and then stroked his cheek belatedly.

It turned out that he would cry too.

The warmth on his face was covered by a icy coldness, and Edith raised his eyes, with unconcealable eagerness in his restrained emotions, "Zhiqing, you're awake, do you want something to eat?"

Pulling the corners of her mouth, Ye Zhiqing smiled and shook her head, she could feel that the functions of this body were constantly failing.

I'm afraid that the cause of failure is beyond human intervention.

Ye Zhiqing looked at Ittis in front of him, shed all his coldness, and unscrupulously showed her fear and begged her.

He squeezed Edith's hand in distress, but Ye Zhiqing couldn't say a word of comfort. God was really too cruel to them.

Obviously, according to what Soor said last time, they still have three years.

His face was unnaturally pale. Looking at the leisurely night outside the terrace, Ye Zhiqing was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Your Majesty Edith, I want to see Priest Sool."

His gaze was slightly lowered, and Etis stiffly avoided Ye Zhiqing's gaze, and his voice was ethereal and lonely, "Suor came here when you were sleeping, and he couldn't find the cause."

Ye Zhiqing had noticed Etis's unknown hostility towards Soor a long time ago, but recently this hostility has become stronger.

Did Edith notice something?

The flames flickered outside the corridor, casting a thick shadow on the side of Edith's face, and the slightest bit of vigilance was hidden in it.

Ye Zhiqing sighed helplessly, and said in a very serious tone, "Your Majesty Edith, no one can save me except him."

Bitter emotions rolled in his chest, and Itis's eyes flashed with hope, and he carefully hugged Ye Zhiqing into his arms and pressed it tightly to his chest, feeling the slow and weak heartbeat.

With a gentle movement, Ye Zhiqing's loose long hair was pushed back, and her cool lips were pressed against Ye Zhiqing's ear. Etis's golden pupils were a little sad and gray, and she said softly, "Okay."

The next day, when Ye Zhi woke up, he was told that Soor was waiting in the front hall.

As always, with a spotless white robe, Soor nodded slightly when he saw Ye Zhiqing coming, "Queen."

"Principal Soor, you know what I want to ask," the tone of the person was straightforward.

There was a deviation in the development of the situation, Soor also didn't want to say more, and went straight to the point, "According to the fate I calculated last time, you have three years left in this world, but after I recalculated yesterday, there are only three years left. day."

"Three days?" Ye Zhiqing was stunned, even though he had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't restrain the bitterness in his heart.

"Sool, what will happen if I don't leave?"

"I will die, and three years later, this space will completely collapse and cease to exist," Sool's dead eyes glinted with a dull glimmer, and it was finally time to let go of the obsession in his heart.

There is no joy as imagined, only numbness, numbly watching the sun and moon alternate, numbly waiting for the day of liberation.

Slowly closing his eyes, the dry pain in his throat made Ye Zhiqing speechless for a while, letting his thoughts collide and his consciousness collapsed, leaving nothing but emptiness.

His fingers curled up with all his strength, and his body was covered in cold sweat. Ye Zhiqing knew very well that there was no need to doubt the authenticity of Soor's words.

It's just that she is unwilling, deeply unwilling.

His body trembled slightly, and Ye Zhiqing asked self-deceivingly, "Soor, are you sure I'm doing this now because..."

Eyes met in the air, Soor didn't say much, he lifted his long sleeves up, and stretched out his hand to Ye Zhiqing's eyes, "We are chosen by God in this world, and we can only do according to the will of those so-called gods .”

Soor's arm was covered with transparent light spots, as if holes had been gouged out by a sharp blade, and it was dilapidated.

With just one glance, Ye Zhiqing knew that there was no room for change in this matter, "Master Soor, tomorrow."

"it is good."

The wind passed by, and the chaotic emotions impacted Ye Zhiqing's only reason.

She couldn't judge whether the decision just now was right or wrong. She only knew that since it was destined to have a sad ending, she should end it earlier.

As far as Etis is concerned, it would be best not to have to struggle hysterically.

Self-defeating relief.

cowardice, fear, escape...

When the moonlight painted the night again, Ye Zhiqing's mind was still groggy.

Sitting blankly in front of the palace gate, looking at the boundless darkness, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The delicious food and wine that have been arranged on the side, mixed with the fragrance of water lilies, relieved the fatigue of the past few days.

As soon as Edith entered the courtyard, what she saw was the scene in front of her. Ye Zhiqing seemed to be in a good mood tonight, which is rare in this period of time.

"Knowledge,"

"Your Majesty Edith, the water lilies are blooming, I want to see,"

"Okay," Edith ordered someone to bring another thick cloak over, wrapping Ye Zhiqing tightly.

Its couldn't hide her urgency, and she sat down and asked, "Has Priest Soor found a cure?"

"Well," Ye Zhiqing smiled and nodded, no one could see the darkness hidden in the depths.

Just as Etis wanted to continue asking questions, Ye Zhiqing interrupted her.

Uncover the white cloth, it is a condensed version of the three-dimensional map of North Africa, Egypt occupies most of the layout, deserts, hills, peninsulas, and even every branch of the Nile River are presented in the most intuitive and three-dimensional way.

This gift, which began before the Nile was surveyed, was perfected with the utmost care and precision after the survey was completed.

"Your Majesty Itis, this is a gift to you, and it is also my gift to Egypt."

His tone was brisk, his face was rosy, and he didn't look like a sick person except that he was very thin.

"Zhiqing," said the tone in a slow tone, and there was no smile on Etis's face, and the momentary hope that remained in his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Itis," with a sense of reproach, Ye Zhiqing glared at Ittis reproachfully, and took a shallow sip from the front of the short case.

At the moment of drooping eyes, there is an inexhaustible sadness that cannot be resolved.

Slowly got up, and sat down next to Ittis.

In a soft voice that seemed coquettish, "Edith."

"Well, I'm here."

"Etis,"

"Well, I'm here."

……

I don't know how long they repeated, until the two of them were hoarse before they stopped, and they looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

"Okay, it's time to go back and rest..."

Before the words fell, Ye Zhiqing suddenly approached, and each other's emotions were reflected in each other's eyes.

It is no longer a kiss that is about to leave, Ye Zhiqing outlines Edith's beautiful lips with jerky movements, more or less deep or shallow...

The air in his lungs was gradually exhausted, and Ye Zhiqing leaned softly in Ittis' arms, panting warmly, brushing against the side of Its' neck, "Itis, I have a lot to say to you , just not enough time."

Maintaining an intimate posture, the most gentle and affectionate tone, but the most helpless and ruthless farewell.

"Itis, I know you will become the greatest king of Egypt, and Egypt will become the most powerful empire,"

"I will definitely see that day come."

There was a long silence, and the weeping in the court gradually became louder until it reached hysterical crying.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and Edith opened her mouth in vain, her once proud and bright eyes were now filled with panic.

The whole body is stiff, unable to move, and even the simplest expression can't be put together.

She couldn't hold her lover in her arms and told her, "Don't cry, I'm here."

She couldn't tell her, "They still have countless reincarnations, and she will accompany her, die together, and be buried in the Valley of the Kings together, life after life."

She couldn't beg, "Don't leave..."

Ye Zhiqing's whole body was trembling, his grief was extreme, and his broken emotions could no longer be brought back.

Too timid to look directly into Ittis' eyes, Ye Zhiqing tremblingly put the prepared letter into Ittis' hands.

"Edith, I love you."

"Promise me, live and become a great emperor."

The voice at the side of the ear was getting farther and farther away, struggling over and over again, Itis struggled in vain, blue veins bulged on his wrist, but his consciousness still gradually collapsed.

She knew that she would never find her Zhiqing.

After that, she will spend the rest of her long life alone.

Deep and hopeless, long and silent.

The author has something to say:

The rest of the foreshadowing will be solved in the modern chapter.

Thank you for being with us all the way, see you next time.