Pharaoh
Chapter 128
In the center of Thebes, the capital of the kingdom, the magnificent and magnificent palace stands in the night, overlooking the land of Egypt.In the silence of the darkness, only it still reveals a little light, which complements the stars above the night sky.
In the room at the highest point of the palace, closest to the sky, the young Pharaoh was sleeping.
He leaned sideways, and in his sleep, stretched his hands to his side, as if unconsciously trying to find something.
Wherever you reach out your hand, you can touch only the soft and white bed surface, and there is nothing above it.
The young Pharaoh suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.He glanced at this luxurious and empty room, he was the only one in the room, and the golden building blocks stayed quietly by the bedside, reflecting a golden light occasionally.
The young Pharaoh lowered his head, looking at his hands with crimson pupils.
The slender fingers suddenly tightened, and he clenched his fists, a trace of flame-like anger ignited in his red eyes.
He threw off the thin white blanket and stood up.
"Come on!"
The door of the Pharaoh's bedroom was opened, and the middle-aged female officer in charge of night duty tonight knelt at the door and gently pushed the door open, probably hearing the anger in the Pharaoh's voice, her face looked a little panicked.
"king."
She knelt on the ground respectfully, with her forehead pressed against the ground, waiting for the instructions of the noble Pharaoh.
"Where's Brother Wang?"
The young king's handsome face was very gloomy, and his cold eyes showed how bad his mood was at the moment.
Even though she didn't raise her head, she could hear the displeasure in the young king's tone. The middle-aged female officer's hand on the ground trembled slightly because of fear. The cry made her shut up immediately.
"Brother Wang?"
The young Wang brother with an immature face came from outside with brisk steps.
A snow-white towel was draped over his shoulders, his hair was dripping wet and stuck to his soft cheeks, and the light-colored hair was still dripping with water.
The flawless white porcelain-colored skin seemed translucent in the dark night, exuding a little hot water vapor, like a light layer of brilliance under the starlight.
He walked to the young king's side, raised his head and showed a lovely smile to his brother king.
"What's wrong? Brother Wang, hey..."
Surprised by the suddenly lifted body, he swallowed back the remaining half of his words.
The boy king didn't wait for his younger brother to finish speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged You Yu horizontally, turned and walked into the room without saying a word.
The middle-aged female officer kneeling at the door straightened up slightly, but still lowered her head. She closed the door gently and stepped back.
The big violet eyes blinked lightly, and the young brother looked up at the slightly sharp beige chin of the young king who was holding him, with a little confusion on his face.
From below, he couldn't see the boy king's face, let alone the relaxed look deep in the crimson pupils.
"Brother Wang?"
He yelled softly, and struggled to his feet when he realized that Atum was about to put him down on the bed.
"Brother Wang, my hair is not dry yet, it will get wet."
"Where did you go?"
Ignoring the young brother Wang's resistance and struggle, he directly put him on the bed, and the young king lightly touched the wet hair with his light brown hand. A little drop of water from the tip of the hair stained his hand with some water marks.
Staring at his younger brother with crimson eyes, he asked his own questions.
"When I woke up in the middle of the night, I was hot and sweaty, so I went to take a shower."
Seeing that the resistance was futile, Brother Wang replied casually, he just knelt and sat up on the bed, and wiped his wet hair vigorously.
He didn't want to sleep on a wet bed all night, even calling the maid to change the sheets would be too troublesome.
You Yu was rubbing his hair vigorously, when suddenly someone held his hand, took the towel in his hand, and helped him to dry his hair.
It's just that the movement was a little clumsy and too hard, which made him feel a little painful.
Fortunately, perhaps because he was not used to it, the young Pharaoh just wiped him carelessly a few times and impatiently threw the towel under the bed, so that the game that he planned to play again did not have time to stop it.
The young king brother looked at the young king with dissatisfaction in his eyes, but the response he received was that he was patted on the head again.
"Sleep."
The warm lips of the young Pharaoh gently touched his brother's soft cheeks, and the bright red pupils also softened.
Violet bright pupils stared at him, and then a faint smile leaked out.
"Brother Wang, are you worried about me?"
The eyes were curved into crescent moons, and the young prince's face with a little childishness showed a bright smile at Atum.
The white porcelain-colored slender arms hugged his neck, and the soft cheeks with a little moisture pressed against his light brown neck, rubbing gently.
"Brother Wang must have been very worried when I was missing, right? I'm sorry, I couldn't contact you soon because I couldn't remember." You said with a smile, "I'm fine now."
The young pharaoh didn't answer, he just put his arms around the boy in his arms.
The familiar feeling on the skin warmed his crimson pupils, and his hands gently stroked the soft hair that still had a little humidity.
He finally spoke again, his voice very soft and low.
"Sleep."
"Hmm~"
A good night's sleep.
When the light of the sun god Ra descended on the land of Egypt, the door of the young Pharaoh's bedroom was gently pushed open again.The female officer who was on duty last night had already retreated, and it was another older female officer who came in with a few maids in the early morning.
They stood quietly in the corner of the room, their heads bowed and motionless.
After they entered, the young Pharaoh immediately opened his eyes, sat up and looked around.
The young Wangdi lay sideways beside him, breathing steadily, still sleeping quietly with his eyes closed, half of his cheeks sunk into the soft bed.
Watching the boy's crimson pupils glow with warmth like sunshine in the early morning light, the young Pharaoh leaned over, stretched out his hand to brush away the messy golden hair, and lowered his head to kiss his brother's forehead.
Feeling the invasion of foreign objects, the young brother Wang slightly moved his head, made an indistinct sound, and fell into a dream again.
Yatum just stroked his hair again, and didn't intend to wake up his sleeping brother.
Last night, I slept so deeply that I didn't even notice that the people around me left.
Thinking of what happened last night, the young Pharaoh frowned slightly.
Is it because the senses have become a little dull?Such words are too dangerous for him who is often assassinated by assassins... But he immediately noticed the movement of the maids just now, didn't he?
As he thought so, the crimson pupils unconsciously landed on his brother's face similar to his.
A few days ago, in that remote town, the words of the black-haired guard who relied on his brother's favor and indulgence to the extreme had once again surfaced in his mind.
That night, a bright moon hung high above the night sky.
The sounds of fighting in two small towns not far away could be heard faintly in the air, and it was obvious that the thieves had already confronted the Egyptian soldiers head-on.
The young Pharaoh pressed his brother's hand that was about to take off the chain, but before he could speak, Ke Ya, who was standing opposite, spoke first.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, it's my fault for keeping you a secret, but it's also for your safety."
He stepped forward again, and his next explanation was not so much for his master, but for the young pharaoh and the priests to explain things clearly.
"Your Royal Highness, I once told you that you are my master. Because of my poor protection, you were attacked by thieves and almost died. Thanks to someone passing by, your life was saved. That's why I am with you temporarily. Staying in this town, I hope you can heal your injury or recover your memory before you can think about the next thing."
"I'm sorry for lying to you. You are not the son of a wealthy foreign businessman who came to Egypt to do business but was separated from his father in the attack of thieves, but the younger brother of Egypt."
"It wasn't thieves who attacked you, but some forces that have been trying to put you to death. This time you escaped by chance..." the black-haired attendant said, and gave the Boy King and the priest a light look, "I'm afraid of you The news of surviving reached their ears, so they concealed your identity, and wanted to wait until you recovered your memory before making any plans."
"Now, since the king has come to welcome you, there is no need for me to hide any more."
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the black-haired attendant calmly uttered such a lie.
What puzzled Seth was that since Keya had concealed the fact of his younger brother's resurrection from them at the beginning, he would try his best to prevent them from bringing his younger brother back to the palace—even though the so-called tried to prevent him from returning to the palace. Words are not worth mentioning.
Later, after returning to Tahera City, the lord of Tahera City was naturally shown to the public, and all his subordinates failed to escape the bad luck. They were all executed by the young king, and the city residents applauded.
When Sisi asked Ke Ya privately according to Seth's order, Ke Ya didn't hide anything, but told him everything in detail.It's just that although Ke Ya mentioned the existence of Yaden, he only casually classified him as a kind-hearted person passing by.
"Although I don't want His Royal Highness to return to the place where he was killed, but I don't want His Royal Highness to know the things that hurt him in the past, so I won't talk about it. Anyway, you probably don't want to talk about that again. thing."
The black-haired attendant replied calmly, "If he is willing to return to the palace... I will obey His Royal Highness's will, whether he remembers it or not."
When Sisi reported these words to Seth, the young priest was silent for a long time.
In the end, he waved Sisi to retreat, and asked Sisi to remove the people monitoring Ke Ya.
The king of Egypt was cursed by the Libyans, and was controlled by the despicable Libyans to assassinate the Pharaoh.The wise Pharaoh discovered the Libyan trick in time, smashed their plot, and rescued the king's brother.
Brother Wang felt guilty for hurting Brother Wang, and because he could not forgive himself, he left the palace by himself, but was attacked by the remnants of Libya on the way and died.
In order to protect Wang Di, Pharaoh decided to announce the news of Wang Di's death to the outside world. He didn't let Wang Di appear again until the remnants of the Libyan party were completely eradicated and Wang Di's injuries were completely recovered.
The only thing that makes people sigh is that Wang Di has forgotten the past because of his serious injuries.
During this period of time, the so-called "truth" was circulated in the royal capital, and quickly spread to the whole of Egypt, becoming the secret history of the royal family that the Egyptians talked about after dinner.
What they can know, or what they must know, can only be the 'truth' spoken by the great Egyptian priest himself.
In the royal palace, the great priests and the Pharaoh's confidant guards who saw everything that happened with their own eyes naturally knew it well, and they who were loyal to the Pharaoh with their lives would only bring this secret into the cemetery in the end.
Pharaohs are gods of Egypt.
His every move is the truth, beyond doubt.
"Brother Wang?"
The low cry made the silent young Pharaoh's eyes fall on his younger brother's face again.
The young prince who woke up at some point rubbed his eyes with a sleepy look on his face. He stared at the pharaoh who was leaning over to stare at him, with a little doubt in his eyes.
"Aren't you up yet? Brother Wang."
He glanced back at the maids who were quietly standing in the corner of the room with their heads down, waiting for the pharaoh's call, and rubbed their uncomfortable eyes.
The young Pharaoh hummed and got out of bed.So the long-awaited maids rushed forward and quickly dressed the Pharaoh.
Priest Seth was already waiting outside the door, but his eyes would pass over the young prince lying on the bed from time to time.
When everything was ready, the young Pharaoh walked back to the bed, and found that Yu had fallen asleep again at some point, with his limbs stretched out, his image was inappropriate.
The young king stared at his young brother's immature sleeping face, and the sunlight penetrated into the crimson pupils, making the young king's gaze much softer.
He leaned down, kissed the soft lips of the other party, and then got up to leave.
The young brother Wang, who didn't realize it, slept soundly, and didn't wake up again until it was three poles in the sun.
After learning about Wang Di's return from the old female officer Karin, Tia hesitated for a while, and finally asked Karin to let her return to Wang Di's side.
At this moment, with a smile on her face, she wiped the young Wangdi's cheeks with a warm wet towel.
She ordered a few words, and soon someone brought the food.
After going through those things, and having been with Karin for a while, she has faded away from the shadow of a young maid in the past, and has become more stable.
The young brother Wang seemed very satisfied with today's breakfast and ate a lot.But what puzzled Tia was that Wang Di didn't even touch a milky white round pottery box on the side of the table, which contained the things that Pharaoh specially ordered his servants to bring over.
"Your Highness, don't you want to eat this?"
She stood aside and asked in a low voice.
"Huh? This?"
Seeing what Tia was pointing at, the young Wangdi blinked and looked up at Tia.
"Speaking of which, I've been wanting to ask, what is this?"
"Huh? Not your favorite..."
Tia groaned and immediately realized, because Wang Di was completely the same as before, so she almost forgot that Wang Di didn't remember many things.
She smiled and brought the pottery box in front of Wang Di, "It's a very rare fruit called almonds. You have always liked it, Your Highness."
The light purple eyes glanced at her, and then at the almonds. The young Wangdi seemed a little hesitant to take out an almond from it, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it a few times.
"Hmm~~ It's delicious."
He laughed happily.
"Wang specially ordered someone to bring it here, because I know you like this."
Although Tia had a bit of a grudge against the Pharaoh before, but now that she has learned the well-known 'truth', she naturally doesn't think about it anymore.For her, it was only natural for Pharaoh to hide the news that Wang Di was not dead from her servant in order to protect Wang Di.
She smiled and said to the game, "Wang has always loved you very much, it's great that you have nothing to do."
"Ok, I know."
The young Wangdi answered with a smile.
A ray of light from the skylight fell into his violet pupils, making his eyes so bright that he could not see the slightest shadow.
"Tia, I want to go for a walk outside."
"Yes."
Whispering to the maids to pack up the rest of the things, Tia took a light blue precious and exquisite glass that the younger brother had always liked, and quickly poured some fruit juice.
The sun is very strong today, and it will be a little hot. Brother Wang didn't drink much water just now, so he might be a little thirsty.
Thinking so, Tia quickly followed the younger brother who had left the room with her cup in her hand.
The majestic and magnificent temple of the sun god Rana shines with golden brilliance in the sun.
In the depths of the empty temple, it has always been extremely quiet when there is no sacrifice, and no one dares to easily come to the depths of the temple of the Supreme God.
Suddenly a golden light flashed across this solemn and sacred place.
The golden box that was enshrined high on the altar immediately fell silent after that sudden flash.
Snapped--
The exquisite light blue glass fell to the ground and shattered, and the remaining red juice permeated into the soil and disappeared completely.
The young Wangdi raised his head and glanced in the direction of the temple of the sun god Ra, then immediately bowed his head and stretched out his hand to the shattered glass shards.
"Your Highness, please stop, it's dangerous."
"……Broken."
"There are other cups."
"But that's all I like."
The young Wangdi squatted on the ground, looking down at the fragments.
The golden ring hanging on the thin chain dangled back and forth in the air, and the flickering golden light on the edge made the depths of the violet pupils flicker with it as it swayed back and forth.
"Then, is it all right to have it repaired?"
"..."
"His Royal Highness?"
"No need. Even if the cracks are repaired, they won't be able to cover them up. It will only make you more annoying if you look at them every day."
The young Wang Di stood up, half-covered his eyes, his thick eyelashes cast a light shadow in his light purple eyes.
The breeze swept over his golden soft hair, and the faint shadow under his eyes made his immature face show an indescribably strange expression.
"Throw it away."
he said, in an understatement.
Tia stared at Brother Wang, with a little doubt in her eyes, but this doubt disappeared without a trace when she saw the blood-stained finger raised by Brother Wang.
"Your Highness! Are you injured?"
"It seems to be, Tia, go get the medicine..."
There is no need for the game to be long-winded, Tia hurriedly ran to the corridor before he could speak.
The young Wangdi looked down at his finger cut by the glass, then turned and walked to the left.
However, just after taking two steps, Tia's voice came again.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment."
Considering that her walking speed was not fast, Tia simply ordered the guards not far away to get bandages and medicine for the wound, while she turned around and walked back immediately.
She carefully held Brother Wang's hand, and was relieved to find that it was just a slight scar.
"His Royal Highness, please don't run around if you are injured."
"...I just want to go to my room and have a look."
Indeed, since the return of His Royal Highness, he has always stayed in the king's room.Ask His Royal Highness to go back to his room and take a look, maybe he can think of something.
Tia thought so, and smiled.
"You're going in the wrong direction. That's the way to the temple of the sun god Ra." She said, "After all, you don't remember many things, so if you want to go, just tell me."
"makes sense."
The young Wang looked at the young female officer who was looking down at his hands, and replied, "After all... I don't remember anything."
As he said so, he raised his head.
A bright smile appeared on his immature and lovely face.
In the distance, the shrunken shadow of the majestic temple of the sun god Ra is reflected in the depths of the violet pupils.
The golden light shining from the dazzling sun on the edge of the beautiful temple also flashed a light in the eyes of the young prince.
【...It turned out to be there. 】
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Ancient Egypt has long had the craft of making glass.
In 1921, when British archaeologists were excavating the tomb of the famous Egyptian pharaoh Tutankhamun, they unearthed a very exquisite glass necklace.
A British research team has restored a 3000-year-old glass factory in ancient Egypt, which was part of a huge industrial complex that also included a series of other high-temperature production industries.The site also houses a pottery factory and equipment for making blue dye and faience.
In the room at the highest point of the palace, closest to the sky, the young Pharaoh was sleeping.
He leaned sideways, and in his sleep, stretched his hands to his side, as if unconsciously trying to find something.
Wherever you reach out your hand, you can touch only the soft and white bed surface, and there is nothing above it.
The young Pharaoh suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.He glanced at this luxurious and empty room, he was the only one in the room, and the golden building blocks stayed quietly by the bedside, reflecting a golden light occasionally.
The young Pharaoh lowered his head, looking at his hands with crimson pupils.
The slender fingers suddenly tightened, and he clenched his fists, a trace of flame-like anger ignited in his red eyes.
He threw off the thin white blanket and stood up.
"Come on!"
The door of the Pharaoh's bedroom was opened, and the middle-aged female officer in charge of night duty tonight knelt at the door and gently pushed the door open, probably hearing the anger in the Pharaoh's voice, her face looked a little panicked.
"king."
She knelt on the ground respectfully, with her forehead pressed against the ground, waiting for the instructions of the noble Pharaoh.
"Where's Brother Wang?"
The young king's handsome face was very gloomy, and his cold eyes showed how bad his mood was at the moment.
Even though she didn't raise her head, she could hear the displeasure in the young king's tone. The middle-aged female officer's hand on the ground trembled slightly because of fear. The cry made her shut up immediately.
"Brother Wang?"
The young Wang brother with an immature face came from outside with brisk steps.
A snow-white towel was draped over his shoulders, his hair was dripping wet and stuck to his soft cheeks, and the light-colored hair was still dripping with water.
The flawless white porcelain-colored skin seemed translucent in the dark night, exuding a little hot water vapor, like a light layer of brilliance under the starlight.
He walked to the young king's side, raised his head and showed a lovely smile to his brother king.
"What's wrong? Brother Wang, hey..."
Surprised by the suddenly lifted body, he swallowed back the remaining half of his words.
The boy king didn't wait for his younger brother to finish speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged You Yu horizontally, turned and walked into the room without saying a word.
The middle-aged female officer kneeling at the door straightened up slightly, but still lowered her head. She closed the door gently and stepped back.
The big violet eyes blinked lightly, and the young brother looked up at the slightly sharp beige chin of the young king who was holding him, with a little confusion on his face.
From below, he couldn't see the boy king's face, let alone the relaxed look deep in the crimson pupils.
"Brother Wang?"
He yelled softly, and struggled to his feet when he realized that Atum was about to put him down on the bed.
"Brother Wang, my hair is not dry yet, it will get wet."
"Where did you go?"
Ignoring the young brother Wang's resistance and struggle, he directly put him on the bed, and the young king lightly touched the wet hair with his light brown hand. A little drop of water from the tip of the hair stained his hand with some water marks.
Staring at his younger brother with crimson eyes, he asked his own questions.
"When I woke up in the middle of the night, I was hot and sweaty, so I went to take a shower."
Seeing that the resistance was futile, Brother Wang replied casually, he just knelt and sat up on the bed, and wiped his wet hair vigorously.
He didn't want to sleep on a wet bed all night, even calling the maid to change the sheets would be too troublesome.
You Yu was rubbing his hair vigorously, when suddenly someone held his hand, took the towel in his hand, and helped him to dry his hair.
It's just that the movement was a little clumsy and too hard, which made him feel a little painful.
Fortunately, perhaps because he was not used to it, the young Pharaoh just wiped him carelessly a few times and impatiently threw the towel under the bed, so that the game that he planned to play again did not have time to stop it.
The young king brother looked at the young king with dissatisfaction in his eyes, but the response he received was that he was patted on the head again.
"Sleep."
The warm lips of the young Pharaoh gently touched his brother's soft cheeks, and the bright red pupils also softened.
Violet bright pupils stared at him, and then a faint smile leaked out.
"Brother Wang, are you worried about me?"
The eyes were curved into crescent moons, and the young prince's face with a little childishness showed a bright smile at Atum.
The white porcelain-colored slender arms hugged his neck, and the soft cheeks with a little moisture pressed against his light brown neck, rubbing gently.
"Brother Wang must have been very worried when I was missing, right? I'm sorry, I couldn't contact you soon because I couldn't remember." You said with a smile, "I'm fine now."
The young pharaoh didn't answer, he just put his arms around the boy in his arms.
The familiar feeling on the skin warmed his crimson pupils, and his hands gently stroked the soft hair that still had a little humidity.
He finally spoke again, his voice very soft and low.
"Sleep."
"Hmm~"
A good night's sleep.
When the light of the sun god Ra descended on the land of Egypt, the door of the young Pharaoh's bedroom was gently pushed open again.The female officer who was on duty last night had already retreated, and it was another older female officer who came in with a few maids in the early morning.
They stood quietly in the corner of the room, their heads bowed and motionless.
After they entered, the young Pharaoh immediately opened his eyes, sat up and looked around.
The young Wangdi lay sideways beside him, breathing steadily, still sleeping quietly with his eyes closed, half of his cheeks sunk into the soft bed.
Watching the boy's crimson pupils glow with warmth like sunshine in the early morning light, the young Pharaoh leaned over, stretched out his hand to brush away the messy golden hair, and lowered his head to kiss his brother's forehead.
Feeling the invasion of foreign objects, the young brother Wang slightly moved his head, made an indistinct sound, and fell into a dream again.
Yatum just stroked his hair again, and didn't intend to wake up his sleeping brother.
Last night, I slept so deeply that I didn't even notice that the people around me left.
Thinking of what happened last night, the young Pharaoh frowned slightly.
Is it because the senses have become a little dull?Such words are too dangerous for him who is often assassinated by assassins... But he immediately noticed the movement of the maids just now, didn't he?
As he thought so, the crimson pupils unconsciously landed on his brother's face similar to his.
A few days ago, in that remote town, the words of the black-haired guard who relied on his brother's favor and indulgence to the extreme had once again surfaced in his mind.
That night, a bright moon hung high above the night sky.
The sounds of fighting in two small towns not far away could be heard faintly in the air, and it was obvious that the thieves had already confronted the Egyptian soldiers head-on.
The young Pharaoh pressed his brother's hand that was about to take off the chain, but before he could speak, Ke Ya, who was standing opposite, spoke first.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, it's my fault for keeping you a secret, but it's also for your safety."
He stepped forward again, and his next explanation was not so much for his master, but for the young pharaoh and the priests to explain things clearly.
"Your Royal Highness, I once told you that you are my master. Because of my poor protection, you were attacked by thieves and almost died. Thanks to someone passing by, your life was saved. That's why I am with you temporarily. Staying in this town, I hope you can heal your injury or recover your memory before you can think about the next thing."
"I'm sorry for lying to you. You are not the son of a wealthy foreign businessman who came to Egypt to do business but was separated from his father in the attack of thieves, but the younger brother of Egypt."
"It wasn't thieves who attacked you, but some forces that have been trying to put you to death. This time you escaped by chance..." the black-haired attendant said, and gave the Boy King and the priest a light look, "I'm afraid of you The news of surviving reached their ears, so they concealed your identity, and wanted to wait until you recovered your memory before making any plans."
"Now, since the king has come to welcome you, there is no need for me to hide any more."
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the black-haired attendant calmly uttered such a lie.
What puzzled Seth was that since Keya had concealed the fact of his younger brother's resurrection from them at the beginning, he would try his best to prevent them from bringing his younger brother back to the palace—even though the so-called tried to prevent him from returning to the palace. Words are not worth mentioning.
Later, after returning to Tahera City, the lord of Tahera City was naturally shown to the public, and all his subordinates failed to escape the bad luck. They were all executed by the young king, and the city residents applauded.
When Sisi asked Ke Ya privately according to Seth's order, Ke Ya didn't hide anything, but told him everything in detail.It's just that although Ke Ya mentioned the existence of Yaden, he only casually classified him as a kind-hearted person passing by.
"Although I don't want His Royal Highness to return to the place where he was killed, but I don't want His Royal Highness to know the things that hurt him in the past, so I won't talk about it. Anyway, you probably don't want to talk about that again. thing."
The black-haired attendant replied calmly, "If he is willing to return to the palace... I will obey His Royal Highness's will, whether he remembers it or not."
When Sisi reported these words to Seth, the young priest was silent for a long time.
In the end, he waved Sisi to retreat, and asked Sisi to remove the people monitoring Ke Ya.
The king of Egypt was cursed by the Libyans, and was controlled by the despicable Libyans to assassinate the Pharaoh.The wise Pharaoh discovered the Libyan trick in time, smashed their plot, and rescued the king's brother.
Brother Wang felt guilty for hurting Brother Wang, and because he could not forgive himself, he left the palace by himself, but was attacked by the remnants of Libya on the way and died.
In order to protect Wang Di, Pharaoh decided to announce the news of Wang Di's death to the outside world. He didn't let Wang Di appear again until the remnants of the Libyan party were completely eradicated and Wang Di's injuries were completely recovered.
The only thing that makes people sigh is that Wang Di has forgotten the past because of his serious injuries.
During this period of time, the so-called "truth" was circulated in the royal capital, and quickly spread to the whole of Egypt, becoming the secret history of the royal family that the Egyptians talked about after dinner.
What they can know, or what they must know, can only be the 'truth' spoken by the great Egyptian priest himself.
In the royal palace, the great priests and the Pharaoh's confidant guards who saw everything that happened with their own eyes naturally knew it well, and they who were loyal to the Pharaoh with their lives would only bring this secret into the cemetery in the end.
Pharaohs are gods of Egypt.
His every move is the truth, beyond doubt.
"Brother Wang?"
The low cry made the silent young Pharaoh's eyes fall on his younger brother's face again.
The young prince who woke up at some point rubbed his eyes with a sleepy look on his face. He stared at the pharaoh who was leaning over to stare at him, with a little doubt in his eyes.
"Aren't you up yet? Brother Wang."
He glanced back at the maids who were quietly standing in the corner of the room with their heads down, waiting for the pharaoh's call, and rubbed their uncomfortable eyes.
The young Pharaoh hummed and got out of bed.So the long-awaited maids rushed forward and quickly dressed the Pharaoh.
Priest Seth was already waiting outside the door, but his eyes would pass over the young prince lying on the bed from time to time.
When everything was ready, the young Pharaoh walked back to the bed, and found that Yu had fallen asleep again at some point, with his limbs stretched out, his image was inappropriate.
The young king stared at his young brother's immature sleeping face, and the sunlight penetrated into the crimson pupils, making the young king's gaze much softer.
He leaned down, kissed the soft lips of the other party, and then got up to leave.
The young brother Wang, who didn't realize it, slept soundly, and didn't wake up again until it was three poles in the sun.
After learning about Wang Di's return from the old female officer Karin, Tia hesitated for a while, and finally asked Karin to let her return to Wang Di's side.
At this moment, with a smile on her face, she wiped the young Wangdi's cheeks with a warm wet towel.
She ordered a few words, and soon someone brought the food.
After going through those things, and having been with Karin for a while, she has faded away from the shadow of a young maid in the past, and has become more stable.
The young brother Wang seemed very satisfied with today's breakfast and ate a lot.But what puzzled Tia was that Wang Di didn't even touch a milky white round pottery box on the side of the table, which contained the things that Pharaoh specially ordered his servants to bring over.
"Your Highness, don't you want to eat this?"
She stood aside and asked in a low voice.
"Huh? This?"
Seeing what Tia was pointing at, the young Wangdi blinked and looked up at Tia.
"Speaking of which, I've been wanting to ask, what is this?"
"Huh? Not your favorite..."
Tia groaned and immediately realized, because Wang Di was completely the same as before, so she almost forgot that Wang Di didn't remember many things.
She smiled and brought the pottery box in front of Wang Di, "It's a very rare fruit called almonds. You have always liked it, Your Highness."
The light purple eyes glanced at her, and then at the almonds. The young Wangdi seemed a little hesitant to take out an almond from it, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it a few times.
"Hmm~~ It's delicious."
He laughed happily.
"Wang specially ordered someone to bring it here, because I know you like this."
Although Tia had a bit of a grudge against the Pharaoh before, but now that she has learned the well-known 'truth', she naturally doesn't think about it anymore.For her, it was only natural for Pharaoh to hide the news that Wang Di was not dead from her servant in order to protect Wang Di.
She smiled and said to the game, "Wang has always loved you very much, it's great that you have nothing to do."
"Ok, I know."
The young Wangdi answered with a smile.
A ray of light from the skylight fell into his violet pupils, making his eyes so bright that he could not see the slightest shadow.
"Tia, I want to go for a walk outside."
"Yes."
Whispering to the maids to pack up the rest of the things, Tia took a light blue precious and exquisite glass that the younger brother had always liked, and quickly poured some fruit juice.
The sun is very strong today, and it will be a little hot. Brother Wang didn't drink much water just now, so he might be a little thirsty.
Thinking so, Tia quickly followed the younger brother who had left the room with her cup in her hand.
The majestic and magnificent temple of the sun god Rana shines with golden brilliance in the sun.
In the depths of the empty temple, it has always been extremely quiet when there is no sacrifice, and no one dares to easily come to the depths of the temple of the Supreme God.
Suddenly a golden light flashed across this solemn and sacred place.
The golden box that was enshrined high on the altar immediately fell silent after that sudden flash.
Snapped--
The exquisite light blue glass fell to the ground and shattered, and the remaining red juice permeated into the soil and disappeared completely.
The young Wangdi raised his head and glanced in the direction of the temple of the sun god Ra, then immediately bowed his head and stretched out his hand to the shattered glass shards.
"Your Highness, please stop, it's dangerous."
"……Broken."
"There are other cups."
"But that's all I like."
The young Wangdi squatted on the ground, looking down at the fragments.
The golden ring hanging on the thin chain dangled back and forth in the air, and the flickering golden light on the edge made the depths of the violet pupils flicker with it as it swayed back and forth.
"Then, is it all right to have it repaired?"
"..."
"His Royal Highness?"
"No need. Even if the cracks are repaired, they won't be able to cover them up. It will only make you more annoying if you look at them every day."
The young Wang Di stood up, half-covered his eyes, his thick eyelashes cast a light shadow in his light purple eyes.
The breeze swept over his golden soft hair, and the faint shadow under his eyes made his immature face show an indescribably strange expression.
"Throw it away."
he said, in an understatement.
Tia stared at Brother Wang, with a little doubt in her eyes, but this doubt disappeared without a trace when she saw the blood-stained finger raised by Brother Wang.
"Your Highness! Are you injured?"
"It seems to be, Tia, go get the medicine..."
There is no need for the game to be long-winded, Tia hurriedly ran to the corridor before he could speak.
The young Wangdi looked down at his finger cut by the glass, then turned and walked to the left.
However, just after taking two steps, Tia's voice came again.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment."
Considering that her walking speed was not fast, Tia simply ordered the guards not far away to get bandages and medicine for the wound, while she turned around and walked back immediately.
She carefully held Brother Wang's hand, and was relieved to find that it was just a slight scar.
"His Royal Highness, please don't run around if you are injured."
"...I just want to go to my room and have a look."
Indeed, since the return of His Royal Highness, he has always stayed in the king's room.Ask His Royal Highness to go back to his room and take a look, maybe he can think of something.
Tia thought so, and smiled.
"You're going in the wrong direction. That's the way to the temple of the sun god Ra." She said, "After all, you don't remember many things, so if you want to go, just tell me."
"makes sense."
The young Wang looked at the young female officer who was looking down at his hands, and replied, "After all... I don't remember anything."
As he said so, he raised his head.
A bright smile appeared on his immature and lovely face.
In the distance, the shrunken shadow of the majestic temple of the sun god Ra is reflected in the depths of the violet pupils.
The golden light shining from the dazzling sun on the edge of the beautiful temple also flashed a light in the eyes of the young prince.
【...It turned out to be there. 】
The author has something to say:
data:
Ancient Egypt has long had the craft of making glass.
In 1921, when British archaeologists were excavating the tomb of the famous Egyptian pharaoh Tutankhamun, they unearthed a very exquisite glass necklace.
A British research team has restored a 3000-year-old glass factory in ancient Egypt, which was part of a huge industrial complex that also included a series of other high-temperature production industries.The site also houses a pottery factory and equipment for making blue dye and faience.
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