Pharaoh

It was raining heavily, and the water curtain pouring down from the sky washed the ground, gathered on the ground into small water streams, and turned into a pool.

The scorching sun was still shining on the land of Egypt in the sky in the morning, causing the leaves to wilt a little.When the sudden heavy rain just fell in the afternoon, the leaves were still looking up vigorously, and they became more and more green and shiny, but as the heavy rain continued to pour, the countless leaves were hit by the heavy raindrops again. put your head down.

It was nightfall, but the heavy rain showed no signs of stopping.

The lights in the palace shined through, illuminating the rain curtain, and the water vapor in the air made the scenery appearing in the lights hazy.

In the bright room, the young pharaoh was giving orders to the priest Isis.

The day after tomorrow will be the day when the Libyan princess will marry into Egypt, and the news of the wedding must be announced tomorrow, so there are piles of trivial matters in the palace today.Coupled with those political affairs from all over Egypt, the young Pharaoh has been busy for a whole day today, and now it seems that it is difficult for him to have a rest tonight.

Whenever this happens, the young king of Egypt will feel that his refusal to accept the power of Egypt is an extremely wise decision.

He watched Atum get busy early this morning, and he hasn't rested until now.Atum also just ate a bit of lunch and dinner in a hurry, because he was dragging him to eat, otherwise Atum would have ignored it.

Taking advantage of the free time when Isis went out to order his subordinates to do things, the young Pharaoh walked towards his brother.

"You go back to your room to sleep tonight."

he said, rubbing his brother's head.

Because he has to arrange things for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he may not have much time to rest tonight.This room will also be very noisy due to people coming and going, so I simply let Wang Di go back to his room to rest, it is much quieter there.

The young Wang brother nodded and smiled at his brother Wang.

He will probably be able to sleep in his own room for a while, and the other two days he is very busy, and the other day after his wedding, he will definitely be with the Libyan princess for a long time.

The young prince stood up, and Tia hurried forward and carefully put on a thick cloak to protect him from the cold at night.

He had only walked a few steps, and the little black cat Emma had already meowed and ran to his feet, happily following her with her ball-like paws, as if she wanted to follow Brother Wang.The smart cat now knows that as long as Wang Di returns to his room, it can lie down on the soft white bed and sleep with Wang Di.

The young Pharaoh stood by the table, looked at the papyrus handed over by an attendant just now, and frowned slightly, as if the content on it made him a little unhappy.

The sound of the door opening made him look up.

"Tomorrow night there will be a lot of things."

He glanced at Brother Wang who was standing at the door and was about to leave, then lowered his head to look at the paper.

He said, "You can come back tonight."

The young brother Wang paused as he was about to step out the door.

He hesitated for a moment, then signaled Tia and the others to stay outside the door, and he walked back by himself.

"Brother Wang."

He stood beside the young king and shouted softly.

The crimson pupils glanced at him, and landed on the paper again.

"What is it?" said the young Pharaoh.

"The day after tomorrow is the wedding of Brother Wang and Princess Libya, isn't it?"

"Ah."

"Brother Wang, do you mean to sleep here at night?"

"Ah."

"Brother Wang..."

The Boy King casually slapped the paper in his hand on the table, and the loud noise caused the game to speak only half of it.

He turned to look at his younger brother, his bright crimson pupils showing an impatient look.

"Don't worry about things you shouldn't care about."

The young Pharaoh said that his words had already taken on a reprimand.

The young Wangdi bit his lower lip and lowered his head without speaking.

Rebecca was nothing more than a tool used by Egypt to rule Libya.

Many people have said this to him, and he also knows that he is not qualified to take care of how Atum will treat her in the future, but...

Most of the people in the royal palace are people who follow the wind, and he has a deep understanding of this.

Although Rebecca is the princess, once she enters the Egyptian royal palace, she can only stay in the harem for the rest of her life.If the Pharaoh ignored her on the wedding day, other people would look down on her even more. In the future, Rebecca might end up worse than the servants in the palace, and even be bullied by her servants tragic end.

He didn't want to see that happen.

"Brother Wang... Although that is the princess of Libya, since she is about to marry into Egypt, can you treat her as an ordinary woman?"

After thinking about it again and again, the young Wangdi finally couldn't help but speak.

He has no way and no right to change Rebecca's affairs, but at least he still wants to help with the things he can do.

The young Pharaoh did not answer, his red pupils were as hot as flames, and he stared at his younger brother. There was no expression on that handsome face.

The room was quiet for a long time, so long that the young Wangdi's face gradually revealed a look of uneasiness.Perhaps realizing that his words had offended Atum, he lowered his head subconsciously.

The young Pharaoh stretched out his hand, and his fingers tightly pinched Wangdi's chin like iron pliers.

He raised Wang Di's face and forced Wang Di, who was a little dodgy, to look at him.

"Don't worry about things you shouldn't care about, don't you understand?"

He repeated what he said just now, his tone was very calm, but for some reason it was very forceful and gave people a considerable sense of coercion.

The young king knew about the private meeting between the king brother who never cared about the consequences and the Libyan princess.

In the end, Brother Wang's decision to cut off contact with Rebecca made him very satisfied, so he didn't get too angry.

That woman was just a tool for him to rule Libya. He didn't care, and he didn't want to punish his beloved brother for such a trivial matter, so he never bothered to mention it.

However, at this moment, he is very unhappy.

From before to now, only he, the ignorant younger brother, dared to violate his orders again and again.

It will become like this. It is one thing that he grew up among the people since he was a child, but Yatum also knows that the biggest part of the reason is that he is too indulgent to him.

However, no matter how much he dotes on his younger brother, that also has the bottom line of belonging to a pharaoh.

"You should understand that there is a limit to my tolerance."

The young Pharaoh said he looked at his brother with a blank expression on his face.

The eyes shot out of the crimson pupils that seemed to be shining like flames in the dark were very cold, and it was rare that there was no warmth at all when facing his younger brother.

It was the gaze that belonged purely to the supreme Pharaoh of Egypt.

Probably because it has been a long time since I have seen the expression of the young king, the expression of the young brother Wang is a little dazed.

The violet eyes were wide open, staring at him blankly.

"Brother Wang..."

He shouted in a low voice, his eyelashes trembled slightly, drooped down, half-covered his eyes, so that people could not see the expression in his eyes clearly.

He said, "I'm sorry, Brother Wang."

"It's good to know it's wrong."

The icy red pupils of the boy Wang Yan warmed up a little.

He let go, gently stroked his brother's soft cheek, and his voice softened a little.

"Let's go, don't think too much."

The young Wangdi lowered his head and nodded.He turned around and was about to walk towards the door when suddenly the half-closed door was pushed open with a bang, and Priest Seth hurried in.

With a look of anxiety on his brows, he walked quickly to Pharaoh's side and whispered a few words to him.

The young Pharaoh stood steadily. After listening to Seth's words, his crimson pupils suddenly looked at his brother.

Although the expression on that handsome face did not change at all, the sudden change in the heavy atmosphere in the room as if a heavy object was pressed down made everyone understand that the young king was angry at the moment.

The reason for his anger is naturally related to the younger brother he is staring at now.

Although the latter is completely confused.

The young Pharaoh did not confuse his younger brother for too long. Under his signal, the priest Seth frowned and spoke.

"The Libyan princess has been missing since the afternoon."

He said, looking at Brother Wang rather unhappily, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something more.

However, in the next second, the young high priest looked at the back of Wang Di who ran out of the door in astonishment, and a look of despair appeared on that handsome face.

"Brother Wang—?!"

It was still raining heavily, and even in the dark, the rain curtain covering the sky and the earth could be vaguely seen.

In a remote garden, a petite blond girl sits quietly in a small white stone pavilion, and the strong wind blows rainwater into the pavilion one after another.Her blond hair was wet against her snow-white skin, and had lost its beautiful luster in the sun in the rain and darkness.

The cold and strong night wind blew her body wrapped in wet clothes soaked in water mercilessly. She didn't seem to feel cold, she just sat quietly, staring at the front, watching intently. looking at something, even though there was nothing but darkness there.

Even though she was in the midst of a storm, her expression made her surroundings appear unusually quiet, and her consciousness seemed to have been staying in the quiet space she had imagined.

She sat quietly, as if she wanted to sit like this forever.

Finally, the sudden panting sound from the pavilion broke the eerie silence.

Those empty sky-blue pupils unconsciously looked towards the voice that broke the tranquility. Then, the trance and slack eyes moved, and gradually revealed a little spirit. It was on the body of the young man who had to bend down and support his knees at the moment, gasping for breath.

"game?"

The blond girl was surprised, and then, a worried look appeared on her face.

"His Royal Highness, why are you still here, please leave quickly."

She said eagerly, "If anyone finds out, the Pharaoh will be angry with you."

There was clearly reluctance in her eyes, but more worries forced that bit of reluctance to pass.

She knew that if Pharaoh found out, she would definitely bring trouble to the game and cause him to be reprimanded by Pharaoh.

"I'm fine, I just want to stay here quietly for a while, I will go back before dinner, so no one will find out." She said anxiously, "Your Highness, please leave here quickly."

"Rebecca..."

The boy whose breathing had calmed down straightened up, his light purple pupils stared at Rebecca who was wet but unaware in the pavilion, with an extremely complicated look on his face.

He said, "Look at the sky, it's already late at night."

Rebecca, who finally came to her senses, looked up at the already pitch-black sky, with a dazed look on her face.

"Yeah, it's late...it's raining...I thought I was just sitting there for a while."

She said, walking out of the kiosk slowly in a daze, "It seems that someone must have discovered that I am not here."

"Is that so... Is that why His Royal Highness came here to look for me?"

She walked towards the game, the rain running down her wet blond hair and sliding over her cheeks, whitened by the cold in the dark.

It was rain on that face, not her tears.

But what was showing on that face at the moment was a sad look that made one couldn't bear to take another look.

"Sorry……"

She said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness."

She repeated it again and again.

"Sorry, game, sorry."

She kept apologizing, as if she didn't know what to say except these three words.

Her voice gradually choked up.

She said, "Sorry..."

She stretched out her hands and held Ye Yu's cheeks that were also full of rain.

She raised her head, and her cold lips, which lacked warmth, gently pressed against the other's lips.

She closed her eyes and stood there with her head up, motionless.

She just wants to get a little more warmth from her memory.

His body, which was drenched by the rain, trembled non-stop as he felt the icy breath of the rain that continued to spread into his body.

Her hands holding Yu Yu's face hung down feebly, and her body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Someone stretched out his hands to catch her falling body, and the fiery warmth from the boy's palm penetrated into the touching skin.

very warm……

But that was the warmth she could never get.

The rain was still falling, and the large expanses of green grass were half-prostrated on the ground by the rain, and the continuous water droplets fell into the dense bushes, making a rustling sound.

The young brother Wang picked up the unconscious blond girl and walked outside.

Wet hair was stuck to his face, and his expression at this moment could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

He took a few steps and stopped again.

He saw someone walking towards him.

The young high priest came over, took the unconscious Libyan princess from his hands, and turned to leave.

He stood there, motionless.

He silently looked at the back of Seth who left with Rebecca in his arms, and then, the dark blue cloak flying up in the rain blocked his sight.

It hung above his head, blocking the raindrops that kept falling on him.

His body, which was getting cold from soaking in the rain, was held tightly by a warm arm.

Even if he didn't see it, he knew who it was that hugged him to shield him from the falling rain.

"Brother Wang." He spoke in a very soft and calm voice, "I want to talk to Rebecca alone."