Pharaoh

The young Wangdi was very embarrassed at this time.

He stood, the golden hair on his forehead moved with the wind, his right hand held his left arm, and his eyes were fixed on the ground.

The petite blond girl standing opposite him also looked a little embarrassed, she bit her lip and lowered her head silently, her clasped hands kept playing with her fingers.

The rustling of the wind through the bushes was especially clear in this still place, and the grass beneath their feet rolled and heaved like the surface of an undulating sea.

After a while, Rebecca was the first to break this embarrassing situation.

"I'm sorry." The Libyan princess lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I was the one who was rude yesterday. I did something like that to you, and even spoke rudely to your brother."

"It's nothing... that, Rebecca, you don't need to use honorific titles for me."

The young Wangdi waved his hands, and he felt more and more embarrassed when he heard the girl who looked very similar to Rebecca address him with respectful titles.

"Can you tell me your name?"

While the pharaoh's name is never revealed, the names of other members of the Egyptian royal family are generally not secret.However, she has never heard anyone mention the name of the Egyptian prince.

"game."

Because Yatum wanted to give him a name on behalf of his father, but he refused. He didn't want to change his name, but Yatum, who had always rejected his hometown, didn't like his name, so naturally no one in the palace called him His names are all Wang Di Wang Di's name.

"Really, His Royal Highness, um~~ It doesn't look like an Egyptian name, but the name given by His Royal Highness's mother?"

"Uh, Rebecca, can you delete the last two words?"

"I would be very rude in that case."

"It's just the two of us here so it's okay."

It's okay if you don't say this sentence, but when you say it, there is a burst of embarrassment between the two of you.

The young Wangdi touched his head, he felt a little headache.

He has not forgotten what the old priest said to him yesterday, and he also knows the powerful relationship. He came here today just to see the old priest who is very similar to his grandfather, but he did not expect the princess of Libya to come here again.

This place is sealed. Although the power of the seal has weakened with the disappearance of the black cobra, it is still invisible to ordinary people. Only people with special powers can enter here.

He suddenly remembered what the old priest said when he watched Rebecca leave.

The old priest said that the Libyan princess also had the mysterious power given to the Libyan royal family by the Libyan gods.

"I also just want to relax and be stared at all day..."

The blond girl's doll-like delicate but still immature face looked a little sad, she looked around and laughed again, "I don't know why, almost no one comes here, so if you have time, I will come here."

She smiled and looked up at the king brother in Egypt, "Why did the king come to such a remote place?"

Although the game had already said that it was okay, she was still not used to calling each other by their names directly.

"... I used to keep a very disobedient pet here, and I passed by yesterday and felt a little nostalgic, so I came here."

The young Wangdi said, and then laughed.

If that person knew that he said he was a pet, he would lose his temper and whip himself with his tail.

"Is that the little black cat?"

At the banquet that day, she saw that the king of Egypt came in with a little black cat in his arms. Later, the little cat was carried away by the maid.

"No, it's a snake." You Yu said with a smile, "It's a very bad-tempered guy, as long as you don't listen to it or ignore its existence, you will whip people with its tail."

"Why a snake?"

Rebecca's eyes widened in surprise.

"Are you afraid of snakes?"

Because of the surprised expression on the other side, Yugi asked back.

Girls are definitely afraid of things like climbing snakes.

"It's not that I'm afraid. I just think that Brother Wang doesn't look like someone who would keep a snake as a pet. A kitten would be more suitable."

"..."

This kind of answer made the young Wangdi not happy at all.

"And what about the snake?"

Rebecca asked, looking around again.

This place has been deserted for a long time, and she has been here several times, but she has never seen any traces of living things.

"Dead. Because it bit Brother Wang, you must use its snake gall to detoxify Brother Wang."

The young Wangdi said in a low voice, "Because it has always trusted me, so I tricked it to come to me and let others kill it."

Although at that time, he had told that person that he wanted to protect Brother Wang, he would not feel guilty for what he had done.

Although that person agreed with his selfish reason at that time.But he never forgot the look in those red pupils that stared blankly at him at the moment when he realized he was being deceived.

So he didn't lie to 'him'.

He will never forget it in his life.

"There is no way to do this. After all, the snake was too disobedient to bite people... But then again, Brother Wang really likes your Brother Wang."

Looking at the Egyptian prince who looked a little depressed, Rebecca tried to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say, so she subconsciously wanted to change the subject.

Although she didn't know why, she didn't like seeing the game as it was now.

The young Egyptian prince glanced sideways at her, then laughed,

"Well, my favorite."

His light purple eyes curved into crescent moons, he said.

For him, there is nothing more important in this world than another him.

Therefore, it is no longer possible to meet this princess alone.

The old priest was right, but sympathy can do nothing, the so-called best of both worlds is just a fairy tale.

Like a long time ago, Atum and Black Cobra can only live one, his choice will not change.

Therefore, after a few days of quietness, the young prince who still wanted to find the old priest specially chose a time completely different from those two days, avoiding the sight of the attendants, and sneaked here again.

However, he is not alone in having this idea.

The Libyan princess, who was very aware of her current situation, did not want to continue to meet him alone after realizing her subtle affection for the Egyptian king.So after waiting for a few days, I came here at a different time, just to stagger with the king of Egypt.

So, just by chance, the two met again embarrassingly.

It's one thing not to want to meet again, but once we meet, the atmosphere of chatting with each other is still very harmonious.

If he stayed in this place alone, he couldn't help but think of the black cobra and feel depressed, but Rebecca kept chatting with him, so his mood wouldn't become so bad.

If she is alone, she can't help but think of those dead people and her hopeless future, no matter which one it is, it will make her feel cold all over, but Yu Yu's smile is very warm, making her feel cold. She couldn't help but want to get a little more of that warmth.

"Game, are you still here tomorrow...?"

"..."

He hadn't planned to come here again.

But looking at the pair of sky blue pupils looking at him cautiously and expectantly, his heart softened after all, and he couldn't shake his head at her.

So, again and again, again and again.

I don't know when, when the two came here and it became a tacit understanding, the matter has developed in a direction that neither of them can control.

In the afternoon of that day, the sun passed through the floating white clouds, giving the Egyptian sun god Ra the warmth.

The old priest stood far away across the pool, tall trees obscured his figure.He silently stared at his younger brother who was sleeping in the small pavilion, and a young attendant with an extremely inconspicuous appearance stood quietly behind him with his head lowered.

"Let him go."

The old priest let out a low sigh, turned and left.

"Master Simon..." His personal attendant followed his footsteps, and couldn't help but look back at the king of Egypt, "Is it really okay to let it go like this? Are you really not going to tell the king about it?"

"What I do can only be borne by myself. Since the younger brother can't cruelly leave that princess alone, then he can only bear the unforeseen consequences." The old priest moved forward slowly but steadily. Let's go, he said, "Don't forget, as I said many times, we are the servants of the sun god Ra. Unless it is a matter of Egypt's survival, we can only watch and not intervene in whatever happens."

It took the young Wangdi a long time to wipe the dust off the small pavilion, and he was sweating from exhaustion.He was lying lazily on the long rail of the pavilion with his eyes half closed. The sun shining on him made his whole body warm and comfortable, and the occasional breeze dried the sweat on his forehead.

When drowsiness hit, he who was lying comfortably like this didn't want to stand up to drive away the drowsiness, so he just slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after he fell asleep, when the old priest who had watched from a distance turned and left, the blond girl appeared here not long after.

She looked at the small white stone pavilion where the tables and chairs inside had been wiped clean, and she was very surprised. She never thought that nobles would do this kind of thing by themselves. This Egyptian prince is really...

Rebecca looked at Wang Di who was lying in the pavilion and fell asleep in a daze, and couldn't help laughing.

Because she didn't want to wake up the game, she walked over very lightly and carefully.

She stared at Wangdi's sleeping face. This was not the first time she saw Wangdi's sleeping face, but compared to the pale and cold face when his life was dying last time, at this time the Egyptian Wangdi was exposed to the sun because of being exposed to the sun. A complexion with warm red tones is much softer and warmer.

She stood in the sun and looked at him for a long time, and suddenly she felt her nose was sore, and her eyes felt a little hot.

She knew she was the princess of Libya, and she knew why she came to Egypt.

She leaned over slowly.

What her slightly trembling lips touched was a warm feeling, so warm that she didn't want to leave.

She straightened up and looked at Wang Di who was still sleeping. Her eyes were a little red, and the corners of her eyes were also stained with moisture.

She turned and left without looking back.

The garden is very quiet, and occasionally when the wind blows, the grass moves like waves.

In the White Stone Pavilion, the blond hair of Brother Wang who sat up was more and more dazzling in the sunlight.

He sat quietly, covering the lower half of his face with his hands.

flushed.

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For a long period of time, the young king of Egypt had an absent-minded look, until the heat of the hand holding his cheek pulled him back to reality.

The light brown hands holding his cheeks forcefully pulled his face away, and the young pharaoh with crimson pupils frowned at him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about anything." The young brother Wang smiled at his brother Wang, and the little black cat with its black and shiny fur rubbed its fluffy head against his hand on the ground and meowed.

"It's just a little sleepy," he said.

The young Pharaoh let go of his hand holding his face, put his arms around his waist instead, raised his right hand to receive the scroll that Seth handed over, and then, with a shake of his hand, opened the scroll and spread it out on the ground to look down.

The younger brother, who felt that he shouldn't disturb his political affairs, tried to stand up and leave, but Atum's left hand, which was tightly hugging him, didn't seem to let him go.

Because he felt that this was really uncomfortable, and there were several maids snickering beside him, he struggled subconsciously.

"Don't make trouble."

The boy king, who was still looking down at the scroll, said and patted his head.

The young prince's brows and eyes twitched slightly.

It's been like this since the last time he was poisoned, and no matter where he is or what he's doing, Atum always likes to hold him.

Although it used to be somewhat... but the problem now is that Yatum's behavior has become so severe that he can hardly bear it.What's more, at noon, when the sun was scorching the earth, being held tightly by Yatum made him feel even more uncomfortable.

When he protested, Atum dismissed him with just one sentence.

"Because it's warm," Atum said.

Are you cold in this hot sun? !

At that time, he was completely powerless by his other answer, and he really wanted to yell back, but looking at Karin who was winking at him, he finally swallowed the sentence.

"Your Highness, please bear with me for a while, anyway, the king is just a little uneasy."

Karin told him so.

disturbed?

He shook his head in confusion to express his incomprehension, and a wry smile appeared on Karin's face.

She said: "Your Royal Highness, at that time you were almost taken away by the god Anubis, and your body was almost not hot at all. At that time...the king has been holding you...you must have felt very cold..."

Well, he can understand.

It's okay to be hugged, he's used to it, and he really doesn't hate this kind of intimacy.

However, being exposed to the sun at noon...it's really hot!

"Brother Wang."

He tugged at his brother Wang's clothes, "Brother Wang, I'm thirsty."

Crimson eyes glanced at him, and the young pharaoh's left hand relaxed a little, allowing him to sit up, and reached out to take the cold honey grape juice that Tia bent over and carefully handed over.

The cold sweet juice flowed into his throat, which brought a comfortable coolness to his body.

"Brother Wang."

"Ok?"

"I recently discovered a very interesting new ability of Chestnut Ball."

"What is it?"

"Hmm~~~ Keep it secret." He held the ice-cold fruit juice and smiled with his eyes bent. "I'm not sure yet. I'll show it to you, Brother Wang, when I get familiar with it."

The young Pharaoh looked away from the roll of paper and landed on the innocent smiling face of his brother.

He stretched out his hand to gently caress Wang Di's cheek, feeling the warmth of the skin in his hand when he touched him, and his crimson pupils showed a little reassurance.

His face moved closer, as if he wanted to kiss his brother's warm lips.

"My lord, the princess of Libya is asking to see you."

The voice of the attendant walking quickly interrupted his actions. He put down the roll of paper in his hand, handed it to Seth beside him, and stood up.

So the young Wangdi also stood up, and he subconsciously glanced at the Libyan princess who was walking towards him, but he met those sky blue pupils.

His eyes looked away unnaturally.

He whispered, "Brother Wang, I'm going back first."

The young Pharaoh hummed, and he lowered his head, seemingly wanting to continue the interrupted kiss indifferently.

Knowing the other party's intentions, the young prince's light purple eyes widened for a moment, and he took a step back almost reflexively.

Because he retreated so quickly and violently, his backward foot tripped over a small table placed behind him, and he fell backwards to the ground all at once.

"Your Royal Highness!"

He was quickly helped up by the anxious Tia, who rubbed the painful spot on his head with a bitter face.

The half-kneeling young king stretched out his arms to hug him, staring at him with crimson eyes unhappily.

"Are you injured?"

The young king frowned and asked him, and he shook his head slightly.

He's in a mess now.

In no mood……

He didn't want Rebecca to see it.