Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

After the woman left, Wen Ruo couldn't help but look at her more, with inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Envoys from other countries slowly received...

After a lap, everyone was led to a special courtyard to rest.

Wen Ruo began to feel uneasy, and he couldn't explain why.

In the evening, there will be a separate reception banquet to welcome guests from afar.

When the prince of Babylon came forward to congratulate him, Wen Ruo finally understood why his eyelids kept jumping up and down today, and when he looked at the big-eyed woman not far away, he also understood why there are so many countries. As an envoy to Egypt, only Babylon sent one

Princess come here.

The Prince of Babylon spoke humbly and sincerely about the friendship between the two countries. Finally, in order to better consolidate the relationship with Egypt, the King of Babylon sent a princess from afar to accompany Pharaoh.

To put it bluntly, the marriage came and gave his daughter to the powerful Pharaoh as a concubine in exchange for the political stability of the two countries.

Wen Ruo sat under the stage and watched the man's reaction, while Ramses sat upright, not intending to refuse.

His heart sank, is he going to take over this princess named Nefertiti?

Thinking of this, Wen Ruo felt more and more uncomfortable.

Ramses didn't see that Wen Ruo seemed to be thinking about something in the distance.

At this time, a pleasant voice came from the hall: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for being a beauty."

Wen Ruo looked up and saw that it was Muwa Talis. He stood up at some point holding a glass of wine, looked at Ramses with a smile, and paid a straight respect.

He took the lead, and all the envoys in the audience toasted to celebrate: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for being a beauty."

The Prince of Babylon, who was waiting for a reply in the audience, also took the opportunity to thank him.

For a moment, the focus in the hall was on Ramses and Nefertiti.

Wen Ruo looked at the man on the stage gradually smiling through the chandelier, and felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart.

He took it.

After Ramses laughed twice, he ordered the princess to be sent down, and raised his glass to the prince of Babylon.

For a moment, the hall was full of voices and laughter.

Wen Ruo, however, couldn't be happier.

Later, because the pharaoh of Egypt accepted the princesses of other countries, the wind direction of the whole banquet changed in a short while, and they all wished the friendship between Egypt and Babylon long live.

Wen Ruo's face was gloomy. He sat under the stage silently looking at the fruit on the plate in a daze. Not far away, Muwa Talis looked at him with a different emotion in his eyes.

After the banquet is over.

Muwa Talis walked in front of him: "Master Sacrifice, congratulations, your king has a new beauty, now all of you in Egypt will celebrate with you."

"Actually, I can also think of it. It's no secret that the monarch of Egypt, the monarch of a country, will accept concubines no matter what. Sooner or later."

Hearing the joy in his tone, Wen Ruo's heart sank even further.

He ignored him and was about to go outside. Ramesses communicated with the envoys of other princes, and he could not be with him.

Muwa Talis chased out and continued: "Banaya, what's wrong with you?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Wen Ruo frowned, pestering him all the time, Wen Ruo was a little annoyed.

"We are old acquaintances anyway, so let's talk about it anyway. We haven't seen each other for so long, do you miss me?" As he spoke, he came up and patted Wen Ruo, who seemed very close.

Unable to bear it, Wen Ruo flicked away his extended hand and quickened his pace.

Muwa Talis shouted from behind: "Tonight, he is probably going to receive the princess. Where are you going?"

Wen Ruo consciously blocked his words, subconsciously speeding up.

Although what Muwa Talis said was harsh, what he said was true.

Ramses did not reject that Nefertiti, he would definitely summon the Babylonian princess, a man and a woman, and he has no heirs, it seems that all of this is so logical.

As soon as he thought of this, Wen Ruo felt another choking feeling in his heart, as if he was suffocating.

He couldn't help thinking about where Ramses would go and what he would do when he left the palace soon.

All he could think about was his room with the princess.

inside the house.

Wen Ruo sat on the bed and watched the red candle flickering, not in the mood at all.

After a while, Ramses still didn't come to him.

Did he guess right?

He went straight to that princess' room?

Wen Ruo felt as if his body had been drained dry, and he couldn't use any strength.

Thousands of ants are eating at my heart.

This night is destined to be a night of insomnia.

I do not know how long it has been.

Finally fell asleep in a drowsy state of anxiety, and suddenly felt that someone was moving beside him.

When I opened my eyes, it was the person I had been thinking about all night.

Ramses looked at him with tired eyes: "Are you awake?"

With a Persian blanket in hand and about to cover him

Wen Ruo started and faltered: "Your Majesty, that princess..."

Hesitant to speak.

Ramses looked at him and suddenly smiled, a beautiful smile: "Wen Ruo, are you jealous?"

Wen Ruo was taken aback.

He is jealous?

is it?

Seeing that he was silent, Ramses sat down and took his hand: "If you are not jealous, why do you have such an expression?" '

"Say, are you very worried that the king will not come tonight?" Ramses stared at him as if to see through his thoughts.

Wen Ruo didn't dare to look at him at once, and felt extremely embarrassed to be told what was on his mind.

Seeing that he was silent, Ramses embraced him and said, "Don't worry, this king won't find anyone else, I don't want to be beaten in the street like the men of that day." With the joking words, Wen Ruo calmed down.

Could he really not find someone else?

"She is the princess of Babylon. Babylon is different from Nubia. Their country is big and powerful. It is impossible for me to have political conflicts with them because of a princess, understand?" It seems to be an explanation.

"Then she..." Wen Ruo understood a little bit that Ramses didn't like Fang Liang, and it was only because of the balance of interests between countries.

Is he just leaving people alone?

"Let her stay here alone for two days first." Ramses bit his ear, his voice muffled.

Babylon just sent someone to him, and he is going?Do you think he is nobody?

Although Egypt is strong and prosperous now, the Babylonians far away in the Sumerian Plain are not weak. The two countries live in peace for the time being. Who knows if there will be accidents in the future. This princess is just a pawn in the current balance between the two countries. That's all.

When he sees is up to him.

"Go to sleep." It was getting late, and Wen Ruo's eyes had tiny bloodshot eyes, probably because he had waited until very late, it's not that he didn't see the loneliness in his eyes at the banquet, but he couldn't come down to hold him in his arms to comfort him at that time.

I really didn't expect Wen Ruo to have such a reaction. It seems that it is usually just a duck mouth, and I still care about him in my heart.

Ramses' heart was as sweet as milk, and he fell asleep with him in his arms.

.....

The next day.

Both get up early.

Envoys from all countries are waiting today.

After Wen Ruo finished dressing up, he couldn't go with Ramses. As the host of this time, he had to get in touch with other people early.

When he was leaving, Ramses pulled him and kissed him lightly on the forehead: "Come on."

All the uneasiness in Wen Ruo's heart dissipated, and with this kiss, she felt happy again.

He nodded and left first.

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The envoys waited aside, and when they saw him, they clasped their fists and greeted him.

Wen Ruo returned the gift.

They come to exchange cultures, in fact, they are learning from each other.

Wen Ruo designed a segment of the archery competition.

He looked at the crowd and said, "Please come to the archery field with me. It's rare for everyone to come to the field today. Why don't you compare arrows together? I heard that archery in various countries is a compulsory subject, so I don't want to avoid learning from each other."

"Whatever." Muwa Talis winked, she didn't care, arrows are used on the battlefield to defend the country, which country's aristocratic men don't learn? .

It is estimated that none of the envoys sent will fail.

"Then what are you waiting for, let me see the difference between Egypt's arrow field and Libya's." The Libyan noble envoy echoed his proposal.

Wen Ruo said lightly: "In that case, everyone follow me."

moment.

Inside the archery range.

Everyone present.

The spacious venue has already been prepared.

The Libyan envoy looked at it for a while and clicked his tongue: "It's the same, it's just bigger."

Muwa Talis laughed out loud, and Wen Ruo gave him a glare. This man has become a king and came here in person, which is really low.

However, he always felt that there was something hidden in Muva Talis's visit that he hadn't uncovered.

Wen Ruo suppressed the discomfort in his heart, walked over and smiled: "Let me tell you about the rules of the game. Everyone is friendly and learning. It is not so serious on the battlefield. I hope that the competition will be based on safety and not accidentally hurt each other."

"Did you see the shooting target in this competition? There is a red heart on the target, and we will hit the red heart in the end." Before finishing speaking, the Libyan envoy smacked his lips: "What's so difficult about it, I practice like this every day at home For play."

Wen Ruo listened and shook his head: "Not only that, the red heart on the target is about to be shot. Before that, there was a long and thin silk thread in front of the target and a small metal ring was hung on it. The five rings are close together. The arrow must first pass through the ring and hit the red heart to win, otherwise it will be all

To lose. '

After listening to his words, the Libyan envoy stretched his head forward and looked forward for a while, and said slowly, "The thread of Haoxi is such a small ring, how can you shoot now? Isn't this deliberately embarrassing?"

"You don't have to compete if you don't have the skills, you have to abstain." Muwa Talis suddenly said, with a smile on her face.

The Libyan noble's beard moved when he heard this: "Who is going to abstain, I'm just saying, how can the small circle that practiced archery since I was a child know me?"

"Tsk, what you said, Mr. Sacrifice is a witness, if he can't win, he will dance for everyone to see." Muwa Talis immediately nodded to stop him, with interest in his eyes.

Seeing Wen Ruo, what's the matter with this person, it's intentional, just to keep others from stepping down, even as an Egyptian priest, he feels his face is ugly.

"It's getting late, pack up and start." The prince, the messenger of Persia, interjected, watching the two argue.

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