Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

Time passes imperceptibly.

In a blink of an eye, the little prince will be one year old.

Wen Ruo became interested, and said to Ramses: "Catch them for a week and see what they can catch."

Ramses was noncommittal: "What's the point, whether to catch him or not, he is the heir."

"What if Pliny wanted to be a painter or a general?" Wen Ruo shook his head. In the past, when they were one year old, they would check to see what the child was holding in his hand. If he picked up a pen, it meant that the child would study hard in the future. If he catches the toy, it's over. This child is probably a scumbag and doesn't like to study.

Although it is one-sided to say that the supervisor is one-sided, most parents hope that their children can grab books and other learning tools.

There is no basis for this, it can only be regarded as a kind of spiritual sustenance and playfulness of the parents.

Ramses listened and said, 'It's up to you, you can figure it out, but I guess he will grab the crown. 'If his son is not a pharaoh, is he really going to be a street artist who paints?

Wen Ruo said: "If he catches others, what about you?"

"Whatever he catches, he will inherit my crown."

Wen Ruo knew he would say that, but catching Zhou was just for fun. It was impossible for Pliny to let him work in whatever industry he caught.

In a blink of an eye, the day of one's birthday.

The whole of Egypt was full of joy and joy.

Mo Puren looked at the singing and dancing in the hall and squinted his eyes and said to Hetem: "I never thought that after our Majesty slept, Egypt would have an heir." He actually didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, but he couldn't tell Where did the child come from, and Ramses said it was his child?

It was his child, no.

For this little prince, Mo Puren still approves.

"Look at Mossack's expression." Hetem squeezed him, looking like Mossack.

During this period of time, he became even more irritable. I heard that as long as someone falls into his hands, he will go in vertically and come out horizontally.

"Your Majesty has a child, he didn't congratulate him, but still looked indifferent." Hetem said.

Mo Puren took a look and shook his head. He knew what Mossack was thinking. He didn't like Wen Ruo. His Majesty said that the child was given to them by the gods. It was Ramses' child and Wen Ruo's too. Well, it must be because of this that Mossak has a straight face.

But he will be loyal to Ramses at that time, so Mo Puren will not worry about what Mossack will do to the little prince because he doesn't like Wen Ruo.

After the banquet was about to end, a servant suddenly came over and brought a colorful blanket with some miscellaneous gadgets on it.

At this time, a special wet nurse brought the baby and put it on the blanket. The little prince and princess were neatly dressed, and Wen Ruo specially hung a golden copper lock around their necks, hoping that they would be safe and sound. .

Mo Puren and the others were dazzled.

What is this going to do?

They haven't seen it yet.For a moment, he looked at the two little ghosts intently.

Ramses smiled: "Guess what the little prince and princess will get?"

Everyone looked at each other, and at this moment a minister said: "The little prince will naturally get the golden crown." He is the heir of Egypt, and this man looks smug, so he will guess correctly.

"The little princess naturally wants to take the little doll from my daughter's house."

As soon as he said it, the others thought for a while and said: "The little prince will definitely hold another long sword. He will break through the formation to kill the enemy in the future, and he can't do without a sword."

"I need another pair of armor..."

"I guess the little princess will take..."

Everyone, you and I talked about each other.

Mo Puren looked at Mossack: "Why don't you guess?"

"Boring." Mossack snorted coldly, guess what, what's the point?

Take a sip of wine.

Mo Puren said: "I guess, the little prince will definitely practice martial arts with you in the future."

No matter how violent Mossack's character is, he can still reach out. His Majesty will definitely let his only child practice with Mossack.

"Isn't there still you?"

"I can't compare to the most valiant general in Egypt. You have to do such a big thing as educating the prince." Mo Puren teased with a smile.

"Cut~"

With a sound of disdain, this companion knows how to manipulate him in various ways.

He still knows how much Mo Puren is, but he doesn't dislike these two inexplicable children, after all Ramses has admitted that they belong to him.

It's just that the child's mother, he just...

He glanced at Wen Ruo who was next to Ramses again. When did Egypt have a man in charge of the harem?

It's just too outrageous, there is no dignity at all.

This foreigner simply messed up some of the rules and regulations in Egypt.

Thinking of this, everyone suddenly exclaimed, he put down his wine glass and looked, it turned out that the little prince had caught a ribbon.

Everyone is very nervous, this is a girl's game.

Pliny put the ribbon in his mouth and babbled, and then threw it away, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

How can this boy inherit the throne if he has won the ribbon since he was a child?

Simply put, Pliny took a long sword, and everyone was calming down.

Nina next to her picked up a pair of crowns and held them in her hands.

Everyone's eyes widened again, is the little princess going to be a heroine in the female middle school in the future?

The girl is not interested in the little doll but wants to hold the crown. Does she want to build a kingdom?

Wen Ruo also had an expression of interest, the things the two kids liked didn't seem to be weak.

He glanced at Ramses, and the other party looked at him with admiration in his eyes. His children either liked swords or crowns, which showed that they both loved power and force, and that was enough.

Wen Ruo was a little worried at this moment, there were still pens and paper in there.

The two children didn't take any of them, so they don't like studying in the future?

Wouldn't it be a brutal tyrant?

When Wen Ruo thought of this word, his heart skipped a beat, feeling that he was thinking too much.

Such a young child doesn't know that he needs to learn, and he only takes it for fun.

Think about it and feel relieved.

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night.

Wen Ruo came out with a plate of cakes, which were made with modern methods. Wen Ruo only knew that there was whipped cream here, but they were not used to make cream, but were put into noodles to make bread condiments.

In his free time, he made a small cake of seven or eight inches with egg flour and so on combined with light cream.

No candles, just some fruit on top for garnish.

But it looks okay.

Ramses had already changed into his pajamas, and he was a little surprised to see him pushing out the things. He knew that this was very common in Wen Ruo's original world, but he didn't expect him to pull out all these things.

"They can't eat these now, why are you doing this?"

Wen Ruo said: "For you."

"Give it to me?" Ramses was surprised.

"Isn't your birthday coming soon? I think you should spend it with the children." Wen Ruo walked over and looked at him with a smile on his face: "I will not give you the birthday cake that day."

This is too sloppy, right?

Ramses thought.

He went over and put the cake on the table: "It's too sweet, I don't want to eat this."

Wen Ruo was a little disappointed: "I've been doing this for a long time."

"I don't think it tastes as good as you." Ramses hugged him with a smile: "Eating it is not as good as eating you."

Wen Ruo hit him, why is it so disgusting.

"I don't want cake, I want to be with you..." whispered a few words in his ear.

Wen Ruo couldn't hold back: "What if the child wakes up?"

"I don't want you to coax." At night, the baby's crying was solved by the nanny.

"I've explored a few new poses, let's try them?" While speaking, he already hugged the person under his body.

"I'm tired." Wen Ruo was a little scared. Ramses usually struggled with this for a long time.

"It's just right, this king is here to serve you and make you comfortable." She bowed her head and kissed him.

.....

Wen Ruo was speechless.

Tonight is another night where I can't sleep well.

There is still a long time to go, and they will live like this for a long time.

The soft breathing of the child in the next room made this place more reassuring and exciting.

The author has something to say: Goodbye for the next book, everyone.

I hope I can write 30 words by instinct~~~