Pharaoh

The huge pure golden cobra raised its upper body high, spread its golden wings, steaming water sprayed out from between its sharp teeth, and splashed finely in the pool.

The hot air is evaporating from the bluestone pool, gradually rising, and the airtight and spacious bathroom is already filled with water vapor, making people's vision more and more blurred.

The young Wangdi lay lazily by the pool, with his arms resting on the wet bluestone slab.

Because he had been soaking in the bathtub for a long time, his porcelain-white complexion had been smudged into a light pink color by the heat.

He tilted his head and rested it on his arm, his blond hair was wet against his face, his light purple eyes were half-closed, closed from time to time, and slowly opened again after a while.

There was a very contented look on that immature and lovely face, with obvious sleepiness.

After a while, the young Wangdi still couldn't resist the surging drowsiness, his closed eyes no longer opened, and the arm lying on the bluestone board gradually lost strength, and his whole body slid down little by little. About to slip into the bath.

A strong beige hand grabbed his arm and lifted him up, also jolting him out of his doze.

The young brother Wang's arms once again climbed onto the bluestone slab by the side of the bath, and continued to maintain the posture just now.

The gentle force of the light brown hand stroking his head made him narrow his eyes slightly like a curled up cat, showing a lazy and satisfied expression.

"Go back to your room if you're sleepy."

The young Pharaoh said that he stretched out his hand to rub his brother's soft hair. If he hadn't reached out and lifted his brother up immediately, the sleepy king would have slipped into the pool.

At this moment, he was sitting on the bluestone slab at the edge of the huge steaming bath, only wearing a white linen cloth around his lower body.

The young and beautiful maid knelt beside him, dug out the translucent balm from the gemstone balm bottle, gently rubbed it on the young king's back, and massaged it gently, so that the balm could nourish the skin The precious balm can penetrate into it to the maximum extent and exert its medicinal properties.

"I can't get up..."

Wang Di, who was still half awake and half asleep, closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice.

Because he was afraid that the heat would promote the spread of the poison in his body, he could only bathe in cold water for several days in a row.

The ban was finally lifted today, so of course I have to take a comfortable bath and have a good time.

Although he wanted to sleep very much, he couldn't bear to get up.

It's just that while he was muttering in such a low voice, he really couldn't resist the attack of sleepiness, the arms that were holding on to the edge of the bathtub gradually loosened, and the whole person slowly slid down again.

"His Royal Highness."

This time, the person who reached out to grab his arm was Tia, a maid who was kneeling by the bathtub. She said worriedly, "You are not in good health yet, why don't you go back to your room to rest? It's too dangerous for you to fall asleep in the bathtub."

She lowered her head and carefully glanced at the young pharaoh beside her.

After getting the boy king's permission, she moved closer, holding Brother Wang's arm, trying to help him stand up from the bath.

The young brother Wang suddenly shook off her hand, and reached out to grab the pure gold cobra statue next to him spraying hot water.

He hugged the slender pure gold statue and refused to let go, still looking drowsy, muttering softly, "If I hold this, it won't slip down."

Tia was dumbfounded by the cheating younger brother for a while.

Even if he was holding onto the cobra statue, as soon as Wang Di fell asleep and the strength of his arm loosened, it would still slide down.

She looked at the young king in embarrassment, and when she saw the young king waved his hand lightly, she stood up, lowered her head and stepped back.

The young Pharaoh stood up and stepped into the steaming pool.

The pool was deep inside and shallow outside. He stood on the edge of the pool, and the water was not up to his waist.

When he sat in the water with his back against the stone wall of the pool, the warm water did not reach his beige shoulders.

The half-awake and half-asleep Wang Di didn't use much strength to hold the arm of the cobra statue. The young Pharaoh reached out and pulled Wang Di's arm lightly.

Wang Di, who was pulled away from the cobra statue, immediately fell into his arms.

Those light purple eyes were half opened, and they gave him a hazy look, as if they were dissatisfied that he disturbed their sleepiness.

The young Pharaoh gently stroked his brother's wet hair, and held him against his body.

He stared at the younger brother in his arms, perhaps because the diffuse mist blurred his vision, the crimson pupils soaked in the warm heat looked unusually soft.

"It's time to sleep."

he whispered.

"……Um……"

The young Wangdi hummed in a daze, and closed his eyes again.

The hot water in the bath is flowing, and the rippling water waves push the human body up and down in the water, giving people a subtle sense of weightlessness that seems to be taken away by the current at any time.

Perhaps it was because this made the young Wang brother feel a little insecure, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

The porcelain-white arm hugged the light brown strong shoulder, and his chin rested on his brother's shoulder for the sake of comfort.

Half awake and half asleep, he opened his eyes slightly.

The wet blond hair was stuck to the skin, so the most conspicuous thing closest to his line of sight at the moment was a light brown left ear.

Because of the balm that had just been applied and the fumigation of the heat, the tone of the left ear was a darker, brighter brown.When the light came over, the small hole on the earlobe became more conspicuous.

"Brother Wang..."

"Ok?"

The young Wangdi stretched out his hand and touched the pierced earlobe on the light brown earlobe, his curiosity slightly dispelled his drowsiness.

The young king, who was closing his eyes and meditating, didn't bother to move, and let him fumble around.

"Does it hurt when you get your ears pierced?"

"do not remember."

"Then when did you wear it?"

"When I was just born."

"so early?"

Suddenly, the appearance of a crying baby in pain because of pierced ears appeared unconsciously in You You's mind. He frowned, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and tried to bear it, but he couldn't hold back his laughter after all.

The young king held his face in his hands, looking at him suspiciously with crimson pupils.

"why are you laughing?"

"No."

"..."

"Really do not have……"

The voice of the young brother Wang became smaller and weaker under the gaze of the young king's sharp eyes.

Seeing Wang Di lowering his head and avoiding looking at himself, the young Pharaoh probably guessed that the smile was not for any good reason.

Forget it, he didn't bother to ask more, the most important thing now is another matter.

"Have you seen that Libyan princess before?"

The young Pharaoh has already learned about the excitement of his brother when he saw the Libyan princess, and that he suddenly ran over to protect the Libyan princess during the banquet, and when he just woke up, he only noticed the Libyan princess beside him... ... There are indications that his brother seems to be very familiar with this Libyan princess.

To be honest, about that last point made him unhappy.

Is his mother a Libyan?

The young king guessed like this, but he remembered that the incomprehensible language his brother often spoke was not the language of Libya.

Brother Wang was taken aback by his question.

"No, I don't know her."

He quickly shook his head and replied, "Because she looks very similar to a friend from my hometown, I just admitted my mistake..."

The game gave Atum a worried look, and the results of many experiments proved that Atum hated him when he mentioned his hometown.Basically, just mention it, and Atum will get angry immediately.

But it won't work if you don't explain it clearly.

He knew that it didn't matter much if he and Rebecca were just a little closer, but if the king of Egypt had a close relationship with the princess of Libya, it would definitely make people look wary.

Sure enough, as soon as he said those words, Atum frowned.

But there was no sign of anger on his face, he just looked at himself with a frown, and there was still a little hesitation in his eyes.

As the temperature in the pool gradually increased, the soft and fiery mist became denser, and the body soaked in the hot water also continued to heat up, making it a bit uncomfortable.

He shook his head, which was a little dizzy from the heat and couldn't continue to think, with a slightly uncomfortable look on his face.

Atum reached out and gently pressed the back of his head, letting his head rest on his shoulder.

He subconsciously hugged Atum's neck tightly, and pressed his arms against the cool bluestone slab, and the coolness through his arms made him a little more comfortable.The drowsiness that was so hard to get rid of just now came back with the wonderful comfort of alternating warm and cold, making him drowsy again.

The young Pharaoh lightly stroked the hair of his brother, who was dozing off with his shoulders obediently at the moment, and he was silent.

He remembered that a few days ago, thanks to the efforts of the Libyan princess, the body temperature of the younger brother who had improved, his forehead was very hot, and his mind was also in a daze.

He heard Brother Wang talking vaguely all the time. Although it was in a language he didn't understand, he could roughly guess that the repeated tones were other people's names.

His younger brother always misses his mother's hometown, which makes him very angry.

Letting the noble Egyptian prince not do it, he was just thinking about the days when he lived among the humble commoners in the past. I really don't know what his prince was thinking.

He thought for a while and asked, "Do you still remember where your mother was buried?"

Brother Wang was still in a daze at first, but a word from the young king instantly woke him up.

He hesitated for a moment before saying vaguely, "I remember..."

But why are you asking this all of a sudden?

The young Pharaoh lowered his head, and lightly rubbed his brother's tender cheeks that had already turned pink due to the heat.

"After a while, I will ask Seth to take you back to your mother's hometown." He said, "Bring your mother's body here. Although she is not eligible to be buried in the Valley of the Kings, I will use her on the side of the former pharaoh. The identity of the concubine is buried with honor."

He said in a low voice, with a little anxiety in his red pupils.

Obviously this kind of thing didn't make him very happy, but he didn't mean to take back his words.

"Remember, I only give you ten days, and you must return to Egypt within ten days."

Although his head rested on his brother's shoulder, he couldn't see the expression on the young king's face at the moment, but just from the tone of the other party, the young brother could tell that Atum was not very happy now.

After a moment of silence, he buried his face into the wet beige neck, and his arms tightened a bit.

"...I won't go back."

"Mom wouldn't want to leave her home," he said.

So what if he crossed the Asian continent and returned to that place, his home, his relatives, and his friends were all in the world 3000 years later.

There's no way he'll ever see them again, all he has are memories of the past.

Rebecca and Rebecca are very similar, but they are just like, after all, they are two completely different girls.

He is now in Egypt, and he is now the king's brother of Egypt.

In the past, he pretended not to care, but he couldn't forget the other him at all.He thought he had disguised himself very well, but in retrospect, in fact, his relatives and friends had already seen through his intentions.It's just that if he doesn't say anything, they can only worry about themselves silently.

Now he is here in Egypt, the other him is beside him, but he is always thinking about his relatives and friends in another world, which makes the other him feel uneasy.

It's enough to do a stupid thing once, and he can't always repeat the same mistakes.

"I just want to have Brother Wang."

He said, loosening his hands a little, looking up into his brother's crimson eyes.

"Although I do miss that place very much, there are still many people... But Brother Wang is here, I am here, and I am not going anywhere.

He smiled at his brother, his eyes curved into lovely crescent moons.

"So, next time I talk about that place, brother Wang can't be angry anymore."

He said, "Another me... (in Japanese)"

Immediately, he received a hard knock on the forehead.

"I said that if you don't use it, you don't use it."

mean!

The young Wangdi rubbed his aching forehead with dissatisfaction, but in the end he still didn't dare to say these two words.