Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

Chapter 40

Three days have passed.

It has been three days since Wen Ruo left that man.

He stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside, feeling sad in his heart.

He was not as happy as he imagined.

When he came back, he put a layer of shackles on him.

In the past few days, he has always suffered from insomnia at night, thinking of the gentle words of that domineering figure.

Thinking of how he tossed and turned on himself at night.

own cooperation.

Wen Ruo felt indescribably uncomfortable.

He borrowed a notebook and looked up the history of Ramses II in Egypt.

History is still that history. He married multiple wives and had a group of children. When he died, one of his sons had already entered his later years before inheriting his mantle. It can be said that he was the longest-lived pharaoh in Egyptian history.

Thinking of this, Wen Ruo's heart seemed to be blocked by something, and she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak.

He has come back, is it the end of the relationship between him and Ramses?

He won't go back, and that person will completely forget him. Starting from Nefertiti, Ramses will have countless princesses to continue his descendants?

I am just a floating grain in the sky and the earth, and if they meet by chance, will they return to silence in the end?

Is this the end of the story?

Wen Ruo's nail clippers dug into the flesh, thinking about these things made her heart ache.

He was a little reconciled, and he didn't know how this idea came about.

I just feel that if I stay in this world and never go back, he is still alive but some things must be different.

I don't know how the man will react when he knows that he disappeared out of thin air at this moment?

Will he order to block the exits of all the temples, and then let Mossack wait for him one by one by the door?

Wen Ruo began to get nervous.

He was not in the mood at all, and he had no interest in eating or sleeping.

He wants to go back.

An idea popped up.

Wen Ruo closed the computer.

He must find a way to go back again.

tomorrow.

He must visit the Abu Simbel Temple again.

He traveled back and forth from this temple, and after all, he could find something.

One night was really hard.

Early the next morning, Wen Ruo tidied up in a hurry and got up like a temple and set off again.

There are very few people in the morning.

He stood in the open field and looked at the real scene he had personally experienced not long ago. At that time, the temple was first built, and the colossus of Ramses was still very new and majestic, unlike the dilapidated one after years of baptism now. They all lost half of them.

He ran over to touch the toes of the giant statue of Ramses, thinking that through this door, he could see the vivid portraits carved by men on the wall, but he didn't know whether the walls had fallen off in the past thousands of years, and those paintings were still there. Are you there?

If the archaeologists restore it, can they see what was painted before?

Are they restoring the original scene of that person and themselves?

Wen Ruo took out the gold bracelet from his bosom, looked at the stone statue in front of him again, and suddenly wanted to cry, this person seemed so close to him but also seemed so far away, he could reach the entrance, and he was so far away that he couldn't see it in his dreams.

He stared at it for a long time, and the third stone statue that fell off remained unchanged. Before that, he saw a phantom and traveled back.

Now, he hasn't changed at all after standing here for so long.

Wen Ruo was a little anxious, what should I do?

If it has been like this, does it mean that he will never go back.

He put the bracelet to his mouth and kissed it, then stood it upright in the air, looking at the rising sun in front of him through the gap between the rings.

By the way, sunshine?

Wen Ruo was startled, the sun shone in when he came back at that time.

He looked at the glare of the sun and then looked back at the giant statue of Ramses, walked over and waited for a while.

The beam of light slowly hit one of the stone statues, Wen Ruo's heart beat faster and walked over, put the bracelet on his hand, and slowly touched the statue.

Magnetic pull——

There is an undercurrent in the air.

Open your eyes again.

Looking at the quaint surroundings.

Wen Ruo was overjoyed.

He is back?

This environment~·

Finally found something wrong, this is not the palace of Egypt.

where is he?

This is also the inner room of the imperial palace, but the furnishings are not in the shape of Egypt, they look familiar, looking at the handful of violets on the shelf not far away, Wen Ruo felt a chill in his heart.

this is not....

"Why are you here?" a surprised voice asked.

Wen Ruo's heart froze, it really was him - Muwa Talis.

This is the Hittite palace.

He actually went to Hittite?

Where is the problem?

Muwa Talis saw that he had come to his senses, with a smile on his face: "Why, I don't want to part with this king, did you follow me thousands of miles away and come to find me?"

Wen Ruo's eyes dimmed and he remained silent.

Muwa Talis came over and pulled the bench to sit down, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Wen Ruo. Seeing that he didn't answer it, Wen Ruo swallowed it with a grunt.

Then put the quilt on the table.

Slowly approaching him, looking lazy and playful: "Now can you tell me how you got here?"

After hearing this, Wen Ruo suddenly smiled: "Your Majesty, didn't you say that I came to look for you?"

Muwa Talis nodded immediately when she heard it, with a very understanding look: "Oh, yes, I am very happy that you are here to find this king, but—"

"How did you escape the siege of soldiers and enter this king's private room?" Muwa Talis moved closer, her breath spraying on his face.

Wen Ruo couldn't take it anymore, she looked away, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Ok?"

As he said that, he pulled Wen Ruo anxiously with his big hands. When Wen Ruo saw it, he immediately took a few steps back and avoided him like the plague: "I don't know why I'm here with you."

Wen Ruo said lightly.

"Who are you?" Muwa Talis suddenly changed his tone and looked at him thoughtfully. He didn't believe that Wen Ruo would come to him alone.

But his appearance here is very suspicious.

His palace does not say that there are eight thousand soldiers, but all of them are masters with knives. How could Wen Ruo, a thin man, come in without others knowing?

Under his gaze, Wen Ruo said slowly, "I come from another time and space."

Muwa Talis paused: "Another time and space?"

"Well, another world, maybe you don't believe it, and I don't believe it, I can still travel to your country in the 21st century." Wen Ruo said seriously.

God played a big joke on him.

It brought all kinds of thrills and accidents to his life.

"Your country is far away from us?" Muwatalis thought for a while and looked at him and continued to ask.

"Let's put it this way, I don't know how I got here, I just came here as soon as I opened my eyes." Muwa Talis couldn't understand it, and Wen Ruo couldn't understand it even more.

He took it in front of the temple of Ramses and sent it to the new Hittite king.

Muwa Talis watched him thinking for a while, thinking about the weird prescription he gave to treat the plague before, and thinking about the words he said at that time that he didn't understand.

Coupled with his appearance, there is no such strange appearance around the Aegean Sea.

Is it really like what he said, he came from outside the sky?

After looking at him for a while, Muwa Talis suddenly smiled more happily: "That's just right, you will stay here in the future, and the king of the province will find a way to find you again."

"No." Wen Ruo refused without thinking.

He didn't come back for this Hittite king.

The person he wants to see now is someone else.

Muwa Talis understood clearly: "Do you want to go to Ramses?"

Tsk tsk, he shook his head: "I'm afraid you don't know, he has officially named Nefertiti the princess."

"Hey, I heard that everyone in Egypt is celebrating. Their new king finally has a concubine and offspring." Muwa Talis said slowly.

"My king also heard the news of your disappearance before, but he didn't prove it personally. Besides, your news didn't affect the king for a long time. Look, didn't he quickly forget you?" Mu Wa Talis walked around behind him, stroking his hair: "I said, you just

stay here, okay? "

Really, it was the first time that he was so caring and patient with a man. If someone rejected him like this a few times, he would definitely stab him back and forth with a knife.

Wen Ruoli felt his heart twitch so hard to attach.

Did he accept Nefertiti as his concubine so quickly?

Has he forgotten himself?

Hasn't he even looked for him?

Even though he knew that he might be full of descendants and concubines, Wen Ruo still felt an unspeakable pain in his heart when he was left behind so quickly.

He came back in such a hurry, and the result was this news?

Seeing Muwa Talis's gray eyes, she had nothing to say.

Muwa Talis saw him, but she didn't speak for a while, looking like he was about to cry.

What's so good about Ramses?

Isn't it just a few days earlier than him?

Is Egypt strong and Hittite weak?

He is the king, and so is he.

Wen Ruo followed him, right?

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