Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

Pull it down!

He wrapped up like this pig's head, covering up his handsome face, it was a waste of money.

"Do we really have to come ourselves? I can send someone."

"At a time like this, you don't step forward as a prince, you don't show your love for the people and you want to stay behind, how can you be a king in the future?" Wen Ruo shook his head helplessly. He knew that nobles cherish their bodies and are not afraid Ten thousand is just in case.

Those who can be replaced by others generally will not end by themselves.

"Tsk~ You can really say it, Lord Banya." A certain person was choked up, and smiled embarrassingly.

Also, how could he, Muwa Talis, be afraid of the legendary strange disease?Even a sword can't kill him, so why make such a fuss about a disease.

He glanced at Wen Ruo a few more times. What this man said was somewhat reasonable. As a prince, it was really good for him to go to the people to experience it at this time, and he could establish his own image.

He is really smart!

After a while, the two picked out a sick person's house and went in.

In the courtyard, the surroundings were quiet.

Wen Ruo wrapped the mask, hat and scarf tightly for no reason. Last night, he asked Talis to find cloth scissors. According to his understanding of the image of the mask, he sewed two of them, so he could put them on.

If it is true as he guessed, the plague is contagious, and one must be fully prepared to visit patients.

On the sickbed.

An old man in his 60s was lying on the bed, breathing hard into the air, and the ribs protruding from his chest could be clearly seen with his undulating breathing.

"We are officials, come to see the patient and understand the situation." Muwa Talis said.

The old lady next to her responded in fear.

"How many days have you been sick?" Wen Ruo asked after watching it for a while.

The woman squatted by the side and said in a low voice: "It's only two days, that's it...." Tears of embarrassment fell down as she spoke.

Originally, the family needs a wife to support him, if something happens to him, what will happen to her first wife?

Thinking of this, she cried louder.

Wen Ruo felt a little sympathetic, but now is obviously not the time to discuss this.

A bag was wrapped in his hands, and he touched the old man's chest and limbs through the sackcloth, and carefully checked his facial features and pupils.

Muwa Talis looked at it, a little strange, never seen such a pathological examination for people, pinching this and that.

"Has he been in contact with anything?" Wen Ruo asked again.

The woman wiped her tears, thought about it and said: "It's nothing special, it's the same as usual, we raise some piglets, and he goes to feed the pigs every day, and he doesn't go to any other parties now. "

In the middle of the night two days ago, his wife suddenly told her that she was feeling unwell and drowsy. At first he didn't think it was a big deal, thinking it was just a common cold, so he just took a medicine for him.

Unexpectedly, after drinking it, the condition would not be relieved but would be aggravated.

In just two days, the old man couldn't even touch the floor on the bed.

Had swine fever?

Wen Ruo glanced at Muwa Talis: "Go, go and see the pigsty."

The low-slung pigsty is full of mud, and there is a burst of commotion inside, even wearing a mask can't cover up the vulgar smell of excrement and rotten rice.

Wen Ruo couldn't help but slapped it twice through the mask, although the effect of driving away the meaning was not great.

Muwa Talis, who came in together, had an even more bitter face. It was a great shame that his dignified prince should stand in the pigsty.

Six or seven strong sows in the pen were lying there with a dull expression, and flies and lice were jumping around.

Wen Ruo looked carefully and found that they were motionless. Two big pigs had spotted red marks on their abdomens. The pig hairs were also half white and half gray, and some places were loose, and the pig ears were black.

"What happened to them?"

The woman looked at it and said: "Maybe it's true. The old man is sick and they are also sick. The food intake has dropped by half in the past few days." '

After finishing speaking, she coughed twice. She never touched the pigs in the house and her wife always cleaned them up. She couldn't stand the smell.

After watching it for a while, it came out.

Wen Ruo looked at Muwa Talis and said calmly: "It's cholera, probably infected by animals to humans."

Muwa Talis asked in surprise: "You said that pigs are sick and can be transmitted to humans?"

How can this be?

He looks so long and has never seen an animal that is sick can infect a human.

"Are you okay?" After speaking, Talis reached out to touch Wen Ruo's head twice, and then returned to touch her own.

Wen Ruo shook him off and glared at him: "Bird flu, do you know?"

"I don't know." He answered honestly.

"A vicious infectious disease caused by some strong pathogenic substances such as viruses and bacteria."

Muwa Talis frowned more and more when she heard it, why did she not understand the more she spoke, what new terms are these?

"And then, how did these...viruses come from?" He still asked.

"Most of them are caused by the inadequacy of the environment to make a living."

"Environmental..environmental sanitation"

"Well, did any earthquakes, flu, floods happen here?" Wen Ruo asked again.

Wait for a long time to say: "What is environmental sanitation? What is influenza?"

Muwa Talis looked at him like a foreigner, why he didn't understand more and more.

Did Wen Ruo stop? He almost forgot that he was in an ancient country, and the cultural development was not so advanced and prosperous, and some cognitions had not yet been reached.

Glancing at him, he said softly: "It's some sayings from the country I was in before, probably because something unusual happened here."

Muwa Talis looked at him for a long time, her eyes were unpredictable, and she said in a low voice for a long time: "You are really interesting."

Wen Ruo's heart trembled, these words were so familiar.

The man had said it to him too, more than once.

Thinking of this, he began to miss that person again.

But he quickly suppressed the thoughts that suddenly rose in his heart, looked at the mud house in front of him and said, "If it's the plague caused by bird flu, then it's over."

"why?"

"This disease is contagious, and the death rate is very high if a person is recruited." After all, there is no perfect and advanced medical technology here to treat this strange disease.

What's more, I don't know what type of flu this is. If we can use medical technology to test it in modern times, but in the ancient country thousands of years ago, these viruses are in the state of the primitive period, no matter how toxic or contagious they are. foreknowledge.

Wen Ruo was a little worried.

"Have you counted how many people have it now? How many households raise pigs?" Wen Ruodao said, now the priority is to isolate these sources of infection and prevent cross-infection between pigs and pigs, and between pigs and humans.

Muwa Talis seemed to understand, and then her face was not very good-looking: "Our Hittite basic farmyard has pigs and chickens and other poultry."

The two left the old woman's house, and Muwa Talis gave him some rice and flour money when they left.

After coming out.

Muwa Talis has to take off the pockets, it's too stuffy.

Wen Ruo stopped him: "Be careful that you are like that old man."

He was so scared that he immediately withdrew his hand: "It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Wen Ruo looked at him: "This disease is very serious, otherwise it wouldn't develop like this in just a few days." In the 21st century, he only learned from books and newspapers that he was not a real doctor. What should I do?

"Then how should I treat it?" Muwa Talis looked at him expectantly, Wen Ruo was mysterious and knew how to do divination, and the source of the disease was found, so it shouldn't be a problem to cure the disease.

Wen Ruo smiled wryly in her heart, she really regarded him as a god.

Breathing out with difficulty, he laughed awkwardly as if he hadn't eaten enough: "I don't know either."

"What??" Muwa Talis raised her volume all of a sudden, don't you know?

What should I do?

On the street, a young woman walked past them and bumped into Wen Ruoman suddenly.

Wen Ruo was forced to take a few steps back, and Muwa Talis quickly supported him, watching the woman's eyes suddenly turn cold: "No eyes?"

The woman was holding something in her arms, and saw that the faces of the two men were covered with something like a brocade cloth, and they were tightly wrapped around their heads and necks. One of them made a swearing resemblance, and was a little flustered for a while: "Ah... sorry... sorry ...right..."

"It's okay." A faint laugh.

Wen Ruo had returned to normal. He looked at the things in the woman's hands and smiled even more: "I accidentally bumped into the girl, sorry." The woman was shocked by his gentle words, and her face blushed.

"Girl, can I ask where you bought your stuff from?"

Wen Ruo was a little surprised. Here you can also see things unique to ancient China. It seems that plants do not respect national boundaries.

...

After the woman leaves.

Wen Ruo's eyes were full of smiles: "Your Highness, I think we should have a solution this time."

Wen Ruo didn't expect that in a country as far back as ancient Egypt, there were also traditional Chinese medicinal materials.

Just now the young woman didn't hold the things in her hand firmly and scattered them all over the ground. He took a look and found that there were wormwood, stink cattail, forsythia and smoked grass inside.

It was so unexpected for him.

Wen Ruo had read Huangdi Neijing and Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases when he was in college, and was obsessed with Chinese herbal medicines for a while. For this reason, he went to the grocery store to buy some according to some names in the book and came back to watch and study.

I didn't expect an accident at that time to be used now.

He remembered reading in books that ancient people used traditional Chinese medicine to treat strange diseases such as plague and malaria.

Although I don't know the curative effect on the diseased beauty on this pig, but now I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Not long after returning to the palace.

The subordinates reported the number of patients collected from various places to Muwa Talis.

Looking at the number, it has already begun to increase, Wen Ruo suggested: "I think the first thing His Highness should do is to prohibit temporary exchanges between people and cut off the transmission channels. In addition, the pig farmers at home should completely enclose the pigs in one place, and cover them in secret. Observe and dispose of any sick pigs."

Muwa Talis listened quietly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "How to deal with it?"

| "Dig a big pit and bury it, maybe burn it with a fire." Wen Ruo confided lightly, although it was a bit cruel, but in order to save the lives of the people, he could only do this bad thing.

"In addition, if people die due to these illnesses, these corpses cannot be buried safely as before, and these people will also be buried and cremated together." After the words fell, Muwa Talis and her subordinates were all shocked.

Looking at their expressions, Wen Ruo continued: "Viruses are highly contagious. Even if a person dies, the virus hidden in the human body can survive for a long time and spread with the wind. People who come into contact with it may pass it on, which will bring hidden dangers. .”

"Go on."

Wen Ruo paused for a moment and continued: "I think His Highness can post a notice in the city to explain the severity of the situation to everyone, and ask those who are sick to send someone to the designated place to collect the medicine."

"You can set up a separate temporary stall and distribute medicinal materials such as wormwood in bundles to everyone. I will write a prescription. These traditional Chinese medicines can be boiled for internal use or boiled for wiping and bathing. They can be used both internally and externally."

"In addition, it is best to avoid eating spicy food while taking the medicine."

Muwa Talis had appreciation and admiration in her eyes after hearing this.

I didn't expect that this young man seemed to be weak, but actually he was delicate, he was calm and calm, and his thoughts and thoughts were arranged so well.

He really didn't see the wrong person.

He is really special.

"However, before that, the prince may have to trouble your subordinates to prepare these traditional Chinese medicines." Wen Ruo added.

"It's not difficult." Muwa Talis said, there are many Hittites like wormwood and smoked grass, but they are all used by women to take a bath. I heard that when women come to bathe with these things, they are harmful to certain parts of the body. Better, so someone bred these individually and sold them almost all year round.

It's just the first time I heard that it can also cure other diseases.

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the other side.

Listening to the reports from his subordinates and seeing the increase in the number of incoming plagues, Pruss frowned: "Is there any solution?"

The medical officer under him trembled: "Back to the prince, this disease is weird and serious, I have never seen it before, and basically people who get it will not survive a week."

"Where's the third child, any news?" Prussy said with a sullen face.

The subordinate stepped forward: "There is no movement for the time being, regardless of the fact that the third prince took a subordinate to visit the sick people in person two days ago and returned some money."

Prussian smiled disdainfully when he heard the words, he was really good at putting on an act.

The prince Guiwei went to the people to visit the common people. Is this to let everyone know about him?

How hypocritical.

In other words, he would not condescend to bow down to those lowly people.

The disaster came so suddenly, it seemed that there was nothing for everyone to do.

Perhaps, no one can solve it in the end, and the position of the crown prince can only be postponed.

A smile faded on his foxy face, that's fine, it's better to survive until the old man dies, if the throne is not for him, then he will grab it by hand.

"How did the interview in Libya go?"

After dismissing the medical officer, he asked his personal attendant.

"Back to the prince, the king of Libya has agreed to form an alliance with the great prince, it's just the benefits we promised..." At this point, the subordinates hesitated, the king of Libya was too greedy, the lion opened his mouth, and even wanted Hittite's bronze smelting skills, It is for the army, how can I give it to them?

Prussian narrowed his eyes and smiled charmingly: "Yes, but we can talk about it later."

The subordinate's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Understood, the prince is wise."

Hmph, want to play conditions with him?

If it weren't for the crown prince dispute, how could his Hittite prince negotiate with a Libya, and would Hittite's power condescend to a small city-state?

After he succeeded to the throne, the first country to clean up was Libya, where the gold and turquoise were really rare treasures.

"Go down." He exhaled lightly, and walked to the mirror to look at his face.

"Prepare some roses, the prince will fumigate." Pruss attaches great importance to his face, and he has taken good care of it since he was a child. He fumigates his face once or twice a day to keep his complexion firm and smooth.

"Yes--"

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In a certain alley in Hittite.

"All deployed?" There was a three-point smile in the calm voice.

"Yes, General, we put the medicine into the Hittites' pigsty. They must have no idea where these people's strange diseases came from."

Mo Puren sat on a chair and listened to the spies' report, nodding in satisfaction.

"Not bad." This time he wanted to see how these crazy Hittites would deal with themselves.

This is the medicine he brought from Egypt that can infect poultry. By chance, they learned that the disease can be transmitted from poultry to humans.

Let's start with giving them a pack of medicine to rescue them.

Hey, I thought of the strange man I saw on the street last time.

Their majesty should want to die with that face.

But—he seemed to be coming soon, too.

a.

Everything is ready.

As the number of sick people increased, the old king Daniel was frowning every day, and the court meeting gradually changed to only study one thing, that is, how to get rid of the strange disease.

Just after today's meeting, Daniel asked again if there was any result in the treatment of the disease.

At this time, Muwa Talis stood up: "Father, my son has a way to solve it."

When walking onto the stage, Muwa Talis glanced in the direction of Pruss with a smile in her eyes.

Bruce half-closed his eyes, looking gloomy.

........

After Talis finished speaking, she presented the memorial in her hand to Daniel.

The old king, already afflicted with a headache from the disease, immediately resorted to his method of finding a younger son.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, it is always necessary to try it first.

"Precise play."

The next day, volunteer teams sent by the third prince appeared in various places on the street.

They set up stalls in each place according to Wen Ruo's method, lined up to distribute herbs, and posted the usage and dosage.

After a week passed, the people who got the plague began to get better slowly, and the phenomenon of human-to-human transmission was no longer there. If the patients were too serious and could not be cured, they sent special personnel to wrap them tightly and drag the dead out of their homes, and took them to a remote big pit for mass burial. drop or incinerate.

The pigs raised by every household are inspected by special personnel, and those with problems are immediately taken away and buried alive.

Gradually, the plague was brought under control.

For a while, everyone in the city approved of Prince Talis's intelligence, courage and calmness, and the news that he visited the public during his illness spread like wildfire, gaining a lot of goodwill and support.

Daniel praised him generously at the court meeting.

However—in the palace.

Wen Ruo looked at the smiling man in front of him with a cold expression on his face: "Your Highness, why did you recommend me in front of the king?"

Wen Ruo felt depressed for a while, he didn't want to take any position here.

Moreover, when he agreed to help Muwa Talis, he had selfish motives besides saving lives.

Muwa Talis promised him a request if he got rid of the strange disease.

Wen Ruo made up her mind to exchange this request for the freedom to leave.

Now he went to the king to recommend him, and Wen Ruo felt that exposing him to others was not a good thing for him.

Muwa Talis listened quietly, her smile unchanged: "Banaia, it's a pity that you are so smart and talented and don't seek a job. We also have what we have in Egypt, and it won't be as good as your treatment there." Difference."

While Daniel praised him, he introduced Wen Ruo's ability to him, which aroused praise and curiosity from the court.

"Father decided to summon you in three days." He wanted Wen Ruo to stay, and after getting along with him these few days, he felt more and more that he could not let him go.

Such an interesting person should be tied to his side.

Wen Ruo bit her lip, and wanted to use this time's merit in exchange for a safe departure, but now it seems self-defeating.

But it's been so many days, what happened to that man?

He didn't come, did he forget himself?

Did Mo Puren see him on the street that day because he was dazzled?

Wen Ruo felt a little distressed in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like. He should have been glad that he left that annoying tyrant, but it seemed that something was different when he was really not by his side.

From time to time, he would think of him again, every night in the dormitory, his broad arms would wrap himself around him, whispering into his ears, that kind of self-righteous gentleness and strength......

During these days in Hittite, he always vaguely remembered it in the middle of the night when no one was around.

Swallowing her saliva, Wen Ruo felt a bitterness in her throat, really, I couldn't let it go.

Suddenly a pair of big hands appeared around his waist.

Wen Ruo came back to her senses, and found that the smiling prince was so close to him, and he did not hide the desire in his eyes.

Wen Ruo was startled: "What are you going to do?"

Muwa Talis said nothing, just pressed nose to nose against him, gently smelling the fragrance that only belonged to this man.

It smells very light.

With such an ambiguous look, Wen Ruo immediately turned away awkwardly and said unnaturally: "Your Highness, please...don't do this."

However, the other party seems to be looking for a demon, not only can't hear what you say, but even more and more. The red, which is as thin as a mountain begonia, deeply attracts him.

He bowed his head and kissed her.

Wen Ruo panicked and immediately dodged, but the force was too great. Seeing that the other party was about to pry open his white teeth, Wen Ruo finally couldn't help but stomped on him hard, and then hit the shingle with all his strength. Talis' stomach.

Unprepared, there was a pain.

Wen Ruo took two or three steps back, panting in shock, with anger in his eyes.

Muwa Talis, who was woken up, took a few steps back and looked at him steadily, with a sullen look on her face, and then said, "Is that why you don't like me?"

Really, he has never cared so much about anyone before.

Is he not good?

These days he is almost obedient to him, why doesn't he look at him?

"Do you like Ramses?" Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

Muwa Talis had a look of frustration on her face, and then grinned again: "But, people have forgotten you a long time ago. You see, he hasn't come for so many days. Maybe he is holding some beautiful woman nephrite now." It's fragrant."

"Stop talking." Wen Ruo bit her lower lip, and whispered in an ugly voice.

Muwa Talis continued: "He will always marry a woman. No pharaoh in Egypt would marry a man, because they want to reproduce and the country needs an heir."

"That's enough." Wen Ruo couldn't listen anymore, he understood everything the other party said, and if he understood, he would only feel uncomfortable when he heard what other people said.

"A person like Ramses is just conquering the things he is interested in. Once he gets it, he will not know how to cherish it."

"The Hittite people are open, and you won't have any problems staying here."

"After this prince succeeds to the throne, you will be able to follow me in a completely upright manner without being dishonest like you were in Egypt."

The cool words, every word is heartbreaking.

Wen Ruo couldn't take it anymore, opened the door and ran out.

Looking at the back of the departing man.

Muwa Talis frowned rarely, and flicked her sleeves fiercely, a little unwillingly.

What's wrong with him?

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three days later.

Wen Ruo didn't see Daniel, the old king who was fighting everywhere, because he died suddenly.

Died in his own bedroom, without any signs, let go.

The Hittite subjects, who had finally come out of the epidemic, fell into chaos again before they had time to be cool for a few days.

There are two factions in the party.

One is headed by the third prince Muwa Talis and the other is headed by the eldest prince Prussia.

According to the usual practice, the Hittite Kingdom is headed by the eldest son, but the old king Daniel favored the third prince, which has always left the position of crown prince vacant.

Previously, the crown prince was determined by treating strange diseases within the prince, but that was only verbal and not really decreed.

Some of the two parties said that the imperial edict promulgated by the king should prevail. At that time, verbal encouragement was only an expedient measure to solve the disease as soon as possible.

Now, he is going west on a crane, and there are different opinions about the succession of the throne.

"Your Highness, what should we do? Do you want to..." The subordinate looked at Muwa Talis, as if he was asking for his master's opinion.

It's really strange that this old Wang was born at this time, whether he didn't leave early or late.

"Did you ask a medical officer for an examination?" Muwa Talis said calmly. He didn't believe that Daniel died of natural causes. There must be something wrong with it.

"It was tested, but the medical officer did not find anything unusual." After a pause, the subordinate continued.

Weird.

He bribed the substitute servants around his father, and that night Daniel turned away everyone, but something happened, and he did not have time to make a will in the future, which became very troublesome.

Sitting on the wooden chair, Muwatalis tapped the table with her knuckles, wondering what was going on in her mind.

Wen Ruo looked at him, and somehow blurted out: "You will win."

After I finished speaking, I regretted it all at once.

How can he be sure that he will win?

In history, Muwa Talis inherited the throne from Daniel, but there was a gap between what was said in the history books and what was shown here, and he didn't know if what he saw was right.

After hearing his words, Muwatalis got up and walked over with interest in his eyes: 'Oh?Did the priest calculate it? '

Wen Ruo's words made him feel at ease, but even if he didn't say it, he wouldn't lose.

The throne had been taken into his pocket by his plan early on, and he would not be able to sit on it smoothly if he couldn't get it.

"I guessed it, I just feel that His Royal Highness is not extraordinary." He can't say too much, it's always bad to reveal too much that he doesn't belong to this time and space.

There are very few records about Prussia in history, almost zero.

That day, after he ran out after he had a quarrel with Muwa Talis, he bumped into him aimlessly.

Dressed in a coquettish bright red robe, he was in a hurry, and when he saw him, he stopped him.

Prouss circled around him, his voice was soft but unreasonably cold: "I heard that you gave Talis the method to save the strange disease of the people in the city?"

When Wen Ruo saw him, he bowed his head and remained silent.

Who knows that he leaned forward and stroked his face: "How come I haven't met such a capable person."

The soles of Wen Ruo's feet were cold, he came out alone, Muwa Talis did not follow, he had a gut feeling that there was a danger approaching.

He kept his composure aside and refused to let him touch it.

Unexpectedly, Pulusi giggled, his eyes were a little crazy: "This time, the king has something to do, if I bump into you next time, I will definitely invite you to my place."

After speaking, he tossed his sleeves and left.

Thinking of this, Wen Ruo felt scared.

This eldest prince is not a kind person, and this time the two of them will quarrel and blood will flow like a river.

Muwa Talis smiled.

It was the previous ruffian laughing and not serious.

However, he touched the beads in his hand: "You are right, Mr. Banya."

Is Prussian ignorant of his collusion with the King of Libya?He can pay attention to him every day, just like his brother Wang pays attention to him every day.

The scum who traded the secrets of his own country's military intelligence with the king of Libya just for the throne.

He will let him know who is the master of Hittite.

In the night after a day.

Daniel's body has not yet been buried.

Pruss took the army and occupied the Hittite palace.

"Is it so impatient?" After a few sneers, Muwa Talis went out in armor.

Looking at him when he left: "Stay here well, it's not safe outside for two days."

When Wen Ruo looked at the back of the third prince who left in a hurry, he sighed for a while, since ancient times, the power of the emperor's family is the most attractive.

I am in this troubled world, I don't know how to change myself.

suddenly,

The kerosene lamp in the room was dim for a while, as if there was a wind blowing.

Wen Ruo felt that something was wrong, the surrounding was too quiet.

He walked over and found that the maids in the courtyard were all down.

A shadow appeared in front of him in the darkness, Wen Ruo exclaimed, "General Mo Puren."

Mo Puren looked at him, this foreign man who hadn't seen him for a long time was still so thin and weak, as if he would arrive at the first blow of the wind.

Wen Ruo's heart skipped a beat, the Egyptian general is coming, then he...

Mo Puren said, "Let's go, Your Majesty is waiting for you." '

Wen Ruo glanced at the maid on the ground and followed Mo Puren to leave.

After a while.

The carriage stopped in front of an earthen house, covered by two big trees in front of it, and only the outlines of the surrounding stars could be seen clearly in the dark.

Mo Puren led him to a door in the courtyard and stopped, then turned to him and said, "Go in, Lord Sacrifice."

Wen Ruo suddenly became nervous, feeling like his heart was going to jump out of his throat in an instant.

A wooden door with a faint light shining inside, is that person inside?

After more than a month, he, did you meet him again?

Wen Ruo's raised hand trembled slightly, and finally, he took a breath and pushed it away.

The man who has changed his costume is still so tall and majestic, even wearing Hittite folk costumes, it is still difficult to conceal the aura of being a ninety-five-year-old emperor.

Wen Ruo stood by the door and stared at him, and Mo Puren behind him came over and thoughtfully closed the door behind Bang Dang, and left the scene voluntarily.

He didn't want to get involved in this intense emotional outburst stage.

"What's the matter?" Ramses walked towards him with a familiar smile on his face, his voice was low and his eyes sparkled: "Are you stupid to see this king happy?"

Standing at a distance of one hand from him, touching his soft broken hair, the feeling is the same as before, the black color is similar to his pupils, with a fragrance.

Ramses couldn't put it down, and didn't do anything else, he directly took the person in front of him into his arms, and his heavy breath sprayed on Wen Ruo's cheeks, but it was unexpectedly comfortable.

This long-lost embrace, the long-lost feeling.

Wen Ruo's nose was sour, his eyes were flushed, and finally swallowed all his emotions into his stomach, allowing the man's breath to wrap him in it.

This is an ordinary farm house, with only a simple table and stools inside, a simple small bed and a wardrobe next to it, and the dim light refracts on the two of them, adding a touch of ambiguous affection.

After hugging for a long time, Ramses let him go.

Wen Ruo seemed to remember something, looked at his left arm: "Your Majesty, your injury?"

Ramses grinned. After so long, does this young man still worry about his injury?Inexplicably feel sweet.

"It's already all right. This king is the son of the sun god. The poison of the Hittites can't do anything to me."

Wen Ruo felt relieved, and said again: "What are you doing..."

The Hittites were so shrewd, how did they manage to get here smoothly while avoiding numerous eyeliners.

Wen Ruo knew that this man's hands and eyes were open to the sky, but he didn't expect that he could come and go so freely in Hittite.

"Prince Hittite can sneak into Memphis, so the king can come here, but." Thinking of Muwa Talis, Ramses smiled beautifully: "Now, I'm afraid he will suffer."

"Leave first, our ship is nearby, and the king will explain it to you later."

After speaking, he called his subordinates and took Wen Ruo away.

This is the land of the Hittites, and even if it is hidden, it is not a completely safe place.

Wen Ruo knew it was right to leave now.

After a while, everyone left and boarded the ship smoothly. The three-masted sailing ship went all the way down the Mediterranean Sea, and after going upstream, it would turn into a branch of the Nile River and then reach Memphis, the capital of Egypt.

Inside the boat, Wen Ruo felt extremely peaceful when he heard the sound of rushing water.

Ramses told him his plan to rescue him.

It turned out that Hittite's swine fever was not accidental. Ramesses wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the Hittite capital to find an opportunity to rescue him, but he didn't expect to help Muwatalis solve it by mistake.

If one plan fails, another plan is made.

Daniel was poisoned and had no choice but to make such a move. Although the success rate cannot be guaranteed, he had to give it a try in order to save the life. The substitute guard in the palace who was simply bribed did not turn back, and the poison was successfully poured into Daniel's bowl. .

Before his death, the old king did draw up an edict to make the third prince Muwa Talis his heir, but that edict has now become a pool of burnt ash, blown away by the wind.

"Now his elder brother is leading the Libyan army to fight him to the death." Ramses said leisurely, without the edict and no designated successor, the apparent peace and stability among the princes would naturally be broken.

The faction is fighting, and the two sides are fighting each other to the death. Muwa Talis naturally has no time to stare at Wen Ruo.

It was much easier for him to save people.

No matter which side of them wins, the Hittites will always be the enemy of Egypt.

Ramses naturally wanted to stir up the pool of water a bit more, and the Hittite government and the opposition were in turmoil, so he naturally took advantage of it.

"Don't think about it." The waist was circled from behind, and there was a numbness from the base of the ears.

Wen Ruoang raised his head and listened to the deep voice, Ramses lowered his brows and eyes, his light green pupils tightly locked on himself, a soft warmth shone into his heart.

I didn't expect this person to waste so much energy in order to save himself, what kind of existence does he have in his heart?

He thought that Ramses was going to forget himself, but in the end, it happened like this.

Wen Ruo was a little surprised.

The body was straightened and pressed against the surrounding ledges of the wooden boat, Ramses pressed his wine-scented lips, Wen Ruo hesitated and indulged in this sudden passionate kiss.

It's been a long time since I got close to the people around me.

Ramses was a little excited, and the kiss became harder and harder.

"This king wants to be with you..." The last words were buried under those restless palms.

It was not Wen Ruo's turn to say no to this stormy enthusiasm.

......

Wake up the next day.

A pair of arms wrapped around his waist in the curtain, he tilted his head, a pair of unruly handsome face exuded rare stability and gentleness, Ramses let out a faint breath, Wen Ruo looked at his heaving chest and thought about the endlessness of last night Asking for it, my heart beats faster, and there is a warm current in my heart.

Flow down the chest.

The man seemed to toss and turn and muttered something, Wen Ruo didn't understand what he said, could it be a dream?

Wen Ruo was a little curious, as he had never seen Ramses talking in his sleep.

Quietly supporting her body with her arms, she leaned over to look at what the other person was saying. Slowly, at such a close distance, Wen Ruo discovered for the first time that Ramses' eyelashes were so long,