Pharaoh

In the past, the government affairs room, where no one dared to take a breath, was extremely quiet, but now it was extremely lively.

The loud cries of the child came through the stone wall, causing the nearby guards to whisper to each other. Curious people occasionally peeked at the window of the room to get a glimpse of the truth of the cries.

However, when the youngest high priest in Egypt walked quickly from the distant corridor, and his azure pupils cast a cold glance at the restless guards, all the noise stopped abruptly.

After looking at the group of guards, who looked at each other carefully and looked at their hearts, I didn't hear anything, and I didn't know anything about their expressions. After putting their chests in, their stomachs in, their heads raised and their postures straight and upright, Seth let out a low, cold cry from his nose. Humming, then strode into the government affairs room.

With a bang, the door of the government office was slammed shut, blocking the sight of the people outside.

The young pharaoh sat on a large throne, poking a bright red stamp heavily on the papyrus on the table without expression.

On the other side of the large throne, in the farthest corner from him, a little white-skinned doll curled up and cried loudly.

A pair of big violet eyes were already very red and swollen, and tears could not be wiped away from her immature face.

He has been crying for a long time, but he doesn't look tired at all, he is still crying vigorously and full of breath.

On the contrary, the face of a certain High Priest Seth who had just strode in was very livid, and the High Priest Mahat, who had been standing at the bottom, also smiled wryly.

If it weren't for the fear of being rude in front of the imperial court, Mahat would have wanted to plug his ears with his fingers.

Only the young pharaoh who was flipping through the pile of papyrus on the table remained as usual, completely nonchalant.

Ever since Wangdi was carried by Pharaoh, he has been crying endlessly.

And after seeing the bad situation, the wise priestess carried forward the glorious tradition of the old priest Simon and retreated decisively, the younger brother cried more and more.

Even if the pharaoh finally allowed the maid on the side to coax him, the little king would not stop crying without losing face, with the momentum of vowing to fight the evil forces to the end.

Mahat, who couldn't stand the torment, couldn't help but propose the idea of ​​calling Isis back to coax the little brother.

however……

The red flame pupils of the Egyptian boy king glanced over with a cold look that contained evil spirits——

Priest Mahat was completely defeated in an instant, sweating profusely, shrank into the shadows in the corner of the room, trembling.

The Boy King simply put the little baby aside and let him cry and ignore him, even if the magic sound pierced his ears, he acted as if nothing had happened.

In the end, it was Seth whose face turned from blue to white, and from white to black, who couldn't stand it any longer and proposed a compromise.

The silent Pharaoh acquiesced to his proposal.

The person who entered the room after Priest Seth looked around and had an idea.

Her gentle eyes fell on the young king who was flipping through the official documents with a expressionless face, but she keenly grasped the extreme displeasure expressed by the young king who was different from the usual force of poking the bright red stamp heavily.

Then, she laughed.

The wrinkles on her face bloomed when she smiled, revealing a kind look.

The old female officer walked forward with easy steps, squatted in front of the little baby who was still crying, tilted her head to look at it, then stretched out her hand and poked the little white and soft cheek full of tears.

"Hmm~~ I can really cry, it's quite amazing."

She made the above comments.

"Ka, Lin, Da, Ren!"

Words were choked out from between the teeth of the high priest Seth, whose face was covered with black lines.

"Please don't say something that sounds like you admire the other party..."

After saying this, I feel a little weak.

Priest Seth felt that he had never been so tired and hard in his life.

The old female officer Karin let out a hehe laugh, and poked the round cheek of the little baby who was still crying vigorously.

"Because of curiosity."

She glanced at the young Wang at the side, "Wang hardly cried when he was young."

She recalled the past with a look on her face, and sighed softly, "I took the king with me at that time, and I never cried, acted like a baby, or was naughty, it wasn't fun at all."

The warning glance from the crimson pupils made Karin shut her mouth knowingly, and looked back at the little brother who was still sobbing badly, and couldn't help laughing.

"However, Brother Wang is too capable of crying, right? How long have you been crying?"

"...It's already afternoon."

The priest Mahat with a bitter face on the side replied.

"Sure enough, I still have to say it's amazing."

The old female officer laughed, then stretched out her hand to hug Xiao Wangdi, and patted his little back lightly.

"Don't worry, Mahat, a crying child is much easier to coax than a non-crying child."

As she spoke, she stretched out her left hand and moved slightly.

A crisp clap came from the small white ivory bell in her left hand.

That voice quickly attracted the attention of the little baby who was already a little tired from crying but held his breath and refused to obey.

Little Wang's misty violet looked timidly at Karin who was hugging her, and then secretly looked at the delicate toy in Karin's hand.

There were a few more crisp sounds, which caused the little brother to stretch out his hand curiously.

But in the next second, he seemed to remember something, quickly peeked at Karin, and retracted the fleshy little hand that was stretched out.

However, even though he shrank back, little brother Wang still seemed a little bit reluctant.

The big light purple eyes stared intently at the little toy. He was sucking his thumb, with a curious yet restrained look on his immature face, looking pitiful.

Karin smiled slightly, and stuffed the small bell tongue into the little brother's hand.

Little Wang glanced at her, saw that the old woman just smiled at him gently, blinked her eyes, and turned her attention to the toy in her hand.

He didn't reject this kind-faced old lady at all, and the old lady didn't look as fierce as the big brother just now, she spoke to him in a gentle voice, and gave him fun things.

As a result, his sense of vigilance and strangeness, which was still rare even though he was in an unfamiliar environment, completely disappeared.

Soon, he let out a childish and clear laugh in Karin's arms again, while vigorously beating the bell tongue in his hand to play.

Yu You was a very well-behaved child, if it wasn't because he was too scared just now, he wouldn't have been crying endlessly.

Now being hugged and coaxed by Karin, and playing with him, he sat and played with Karin very obediently, without making noise or making noise, which greatly relieved the two priests at the side.

The great priests of Egypt looked at each other and speeded up their handling of government affairs in unison.

We must catch up with today's progress before that little ancestor tosses again!

Night is about to fall on the land of Egypt. In the half-open gorgeous room facing the verdant garden, thick but extremely soft blankets are spread out.

Tables made of finely crafted jade and handicrafts are placed near the half-open French windows, and gold jugs are placed on top of them.

The golden plates containing fruits and various meats were placed on the spread blankets in turn, and placed in front of the young pharaoh who was half lying on the blankets, for him to eat.

In the afternoon, little Wangdi, who was only crying and playing, was probably tired at the moment and was very quiet.

Probably because he smelled the aroma of the food, his chubby body sat on the soft blanket, sucking his fingers and looking eagerly at the "many, many, many" delicious things in front of the Young King, He kept swallowing his saliva.

The young pharaoh glanced sideways at the female officer Karin.

The elderly female officer shook her head.

"You can't let Wang Di eat casually, Wang, Wang Di is still too young to eat food with too strong taste, if you are not careful, you will get a stomachache."

She thought for a while, turned around and walked down, intending to order the servant to bring a bowl of thicker, more digestible wheat porridge.

And just at the moment when Karin left, the little brother who didn't understand the conversation between the Boy King and Karin at all drooled for a while, and finally couldn't help it anymore.

He carefully peeked at the young king, seeing that the other party was not paying attention to him, he propped up his chubby body with his hands, and sneaked to the side of a gold plate, stretched out his fleshy little hand and grabbed the meat on the plate. A piece of fish wants to be stuffed into the mouth.

One bite.

Take a bite.

The fragrant and delicious food in his hand was snatched away by a big light brown hand that suddenly stretched out the moment he was about to stuff it into his mouth.

Little Wang stared blankly at his own little hand for a while, then raised his head.

The shadow of that person's body completely enveloped him, and the scarlet pupils looking down on him, which looked terrifying like flames, made him shrank his neck in fear.

Then, little brother Wang's eyes fell on the big light brown hand that snatched away his delicious food, and he flattened his mouth showing a bit of aggrieved expression.

However, the big brother in front of him was too scary, he didn't dare to cry or ask for it.

So, the little king of Egypt could only turn around in aggrieved manner, stretched out his hand to grab a delicious and delicious thing from another plate, and wanted to continue stuffing it into his mouth.

A second before he could gnaw it, suddenly that annoying big hand descended from the sky and snatched the thing in his hand.

Little Wang stared blankly at the young king who snatched away his delicious food one after another, and he pursed his mouth bit by bit.

Tears began to roll in the big violet eyes, and she was about to cry again.

The big brother who always grabs his food is the most annoying!

That's the bad guy, the bad guy, the big bad guy!

Seeing that the tears rolling in the eye sockets of the little king were about to burst out, the lady Karin who was carrying a bowl of delicious wheat porridge appeared in time to stop the flood.

She looked at the young king who was completely in the pose of a bad guy who was taking food from his brother, and there was a look of dumbfounding on his wrinkled face.

Seeing Karin's return, the young Pharaoh turned his head and stopped talking to the pitiful little brother, who was full of tears, and casually threw the food he had taken from the little brother on the ground.

"Karin."

The young Pharaoh gave the order.

He frowned tightly, apparently in an extremely bad mood at the moment.

"You come to take care of Wang Di these few days."

Karin was startled, looking at the anxious young king, she smiled slowly, and walked away from the young king with porridge.

"Wang, children are very sensitive."

She laughed and said, "They can feel who treats them well and who treats them badly."

While speaking, Lady Karin carefully scooped out the outermost layer of wheat paste with a pure gold spoon whose end was carved into a lotus flower, blew on it, and fed it into the little Wangdi's mouth.

After feeding a few mouthfuls, she stopped suddenly, and looked back with a smile at the Pharaoh who was staring at this side with crimson pupils without blinking.

Looking down at the cute little brother who opened his mouth wide and stared at her waiting for the next bite of food, Karin's heart moved, and she suddenly turned around and held the bowl in her hand to the young king.

She smiled and said, "Wang, do you want to come and feed Brother Wang?"

When the old female officer asked, she just laughed.

It never occurred to her that the young Pharaoh would do what she said.

So, when the young king, who hesitated for a long time, finally came over and sat down to take the bowl in her hand, the excessive surprise made her eyes widen and she was speechless for a while.

It wasn't until the boy king scooped up a spoonful of porridge to feed it that Karin, who still hadn't recovered from her senses, subconsciously gave a warning.

"This porridge is thick. The outside looks almost warm and the inside is still hot. Scoop the outer layer and don't scoop the inside."

The young pharaoh seemed a little uncomfortable, frowning tightly, looking extremely displeased.

With some clumsy movements, he scraped a little bit of the porridge outside, and then stretched out the small spoon to try to feed it into his little brother's mouth.

However, Karin was overly surprised by the boy king's actions.

And young Wang Guang noticed the porridge in his hand.

Neither of them saw that when Atum approached, the little brother subconsciously shrank back in fear.

And when Yatum took the bowl of porridge, Xiaoyoubaby's fat and immature face showed an expression of wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

He pursed his mouth unhappily, and there was a look of fear and wanting to run away on his face.

When the spoonful of porridge was handed over, his small body shrank back even more.

"……Hate."

The little doll made such a small hum.

Because I was very afraid of the fierce big brother in front of me, I didn't dare to say it out loud, only dared to hum in a low voice.

The voice was so low that no one heard it except himself.

Seeing him shrinking back, Atum frowned, but glanced at Karin who was smiling from the corner of his eye, and endured the feeling of impatience in his heart.

The young Pharaoh bent slightly and got closer to his little brother, and the bowl of porridge he was holding was almost in front of him.

But as soon as he approached, the little Wangdi, who was already terrified of him, trembled in fright.

The frightened little doll cried out 'disgusting' and stretched out her hand to push the boy king away with all her breastfeeding strength.

The young king was caught off guard and the bowl in his hand was overturned by the younger brother.

It turned over completely in the air, and the steaming hot porridge inside poured down all over the sky, and it was about to hit the white and tender face of the little Wangdi who was too scared to react because of the accident. Splashed over--

chirp.

Brother Wang's small body was still frozen in place at this moment.

Some porridge splashed onto the clothes on his chest. Although it was very hot, it was okay to have clothes to cover it.

His violet eyes widened to the large beige hand that suddenly stood in his way.

The hot porridge flowed down from the arm that blocked his eyes, and dripped on the blanket, still steaming.

"Pharaoh--"

"King! Call the doctor!"

The scene was in chaos, and panicked noises resounded throughout the space.

The maid in charge of serving at the side looked at the back of the Pharaoh's hand that had been burned bright red and the skin on a part of his arm, and rushed out in a panic to call for the doctor.

Basins of cold water, medicated oil, and bandages were brought in quickly.

The doctor, with cold sweat on his forehead, carefully applied the medicated oil to the Pharaoh's scalded arm. Because wrapping it all up would not be conducive to the healing of the wound, he only bandaged half of it loosely.

The people in the whole room were in a panic because of the Pharaoh's hand injury, and no one noticed the little doll sitting on the ground dumbfounded.

Little Wang opened his eyes wide and looked at the anxious look of the group of people circling around the fierce big brother, and at the arm covered with white bandages, his immature face showed a little fear but more guilt look.

He thought blankly for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to get up and walk over.

Seeing the little brother who had caused trouble approaching, the maid was afraid that he would cause more trouble, so she wanted to take him away.

Yatum was silent for a moment, then waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and made the group of flustered attendants retreat.

The crimson pupils did not look directly at his younger brother, but watched the little younger brother cautiously approaching him from the corner of his eye.

Xiao You walked over, because he knew that he had caused trouble and did something wrong, so even though he was very scared, he still stalked to the scary big brother who everyone called him Brother Wang.

woo~~

Brother Wang looks so fierce and scary, he will definitely not let him go and beat him up.

But... I did something wrong in the first place, so I deserved to be beaten up.

The little baby thought about this with tears in his eyes, and took out his courage to raise his head with a look of death, but he looked at the pair of crimson pupils staring at him, retracted his eyes like a frightened deer, and curled up.

It's really scary~~~

The little baby thought so, but when she lowered her head, she saw the scalded arm of the young king lying on his right knee to dry.

He suddenly remembered the scene where the arm blocked his eyes without hesitation the moment the bowl was overturned by him.

The big violet eyes blinked a few times, and the small fleshy hands stretched out.

Glancing at the other party carefully, seeing that there was no response from the other party, Little Wang boldly stretched out his hand and gently touched the Young King's arm.

The light brown skin that had been scalded on the back of the hand and most of the forearm was loosely wrapped with a white bandage, revealing half of the abnormally bright red skin exposed outside.

Brother Xiao Wang pursed his lips, and looked like he was about to cry again.

Seeing his expression, the young king frowned. The fact that the younger brother looked at him with fear all the time made his impatience reach the extreme.

Forget it.

He thought extremely unhappily, turned his head, and opened his mouth to ask Karin to take Wangdi away.

There was a sudden warm and soft feeling on the arm in his hand, followed by a cool breeze with a little tingling feeling, followed by a slight wind blowing away the pain of the burn.

Before the young king had time to issue an order, he turned his head and saw his younger brother's two small hands resting on both sides of his uninjured arm.

The chubby face that was already fat as a baby swelled up and turned red from holding his breath, more and more like a big red apple.

The white and tender doll bulged its cheeks, and blew on Atum's exposed bright red skin again and again.

He seemed to think that blowing like this would cool down the hot looking skin and return to its original appearance.

Because the people are small, the wind blowing out is also very small, which is a bit cold.

The wound was still hot, and being blown like this seemed to take away the burning pain.

"Big brother...does it still hurt?"

The big violet watery eyes looked up at him, showing a look of regret and worry.

He lowered his head, with a guilty expression on his face, his voice was a little softer, but he still apologized obediently and honestly.

"sorry……"

"...Brother Wang."

"Hey?"

He didn't hear Lei Ting's furious reprimand or his butt being spanked severely as he imagined, Little Wang raised his head in surprise and opened his eyes wide to look at the handsome face that was cold but obviously not angry at him.

He tilted his head, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the young king's words.

"Brother Wang!"

"Wang, Brother Wang?"

Although he still looked ignorant and ignorant, the young boy king's suddenly aggravated tone made the younger brother startled again, and subconsciously he stammered and shouted out... Well, although the younger brother still doesn't understand at all That's what it means.

The young Pharaoh hummed and said nothing more.

He stretched out his left hand, gently hugging that small soft body into his arms.

When he was hugged into his arms, little brother Wang's body was still stiff for a moment.

After a while, probably feeling that this posture was not as uncomfortable as imagined, the little brother Wang relaxed, and lay softly in the arms of the young king, allowing him to gently caress his back.

As Karin said, children are very sensitive.

They are sensitive to who treats them well and who treats them badly.

Just like the current little brother Wang, after getting close to the boy king, he soon felt that this indifferent big brother was not as scary as he imagined, and he was still very protective of himself. The fear at the beginning soon disappeared in him The young heart disappeared completely.

He lay obediently in the arms of the young king, and from time to time stretched out his fleshy little hands to carefully touch the place where the white bandage was wrapped.

His soft little face was pressed against the soft white linen clothes, and the warmth from the light brown chest through the clothes made Xiao Wang squint his eyes because he felt very comfortable.

He half-closed his eyes, looking drowsy.

But not long after, the smell of delicious food from above made him widen his eyes and raised his head.

This time, the bowl of porridge was served by a maid at the side.

The spoon was still held by the young Pharaoh, and he scooped a little on the already warm part of the porridge.

Little Wang swallowed, although he was very anxious because he wanted to eat it quickly, but he held back when he remembered the trouble he had just caused.

He obediently sat on his brother's lap, letting the other hug him and nestled in his arms, raised his little head, his big violet eyes stared eagerly at the spoon held by the big light brown hand, There was an undisguised look of longing on her immature face.

Seeing him, brother Wang lowered his head and looked at himself.

Xiao Wang obediently opened his mouth as wide as possible.

"Ah~~~"

hey me hey me~~

The big violet eyes twinkled and twinkled.

But the crimson pupils stared at him for a long time and did not move the spoon over.

The young pharaoh looked at the little king who opened his mouth wide and begged for food for a while, and his expression was a little strange, as if he wanted to maintain the majesty of the pharaoh but didn't want to endure anything.

Soon, the young king lowered his head calmly under the eyes of everyone, and kissed the soft, white and tender forehead of the little brother in his arms.

Then, kiss again.

woo~~

He is not looking for brother Wang to kiss~~

The hungry little brother sucked his fingers and looked at the delicious porridge not far from him with tears in his eyes.

As expected, brother Wang is still the most annoying!

The author has something to say: Wang Yang said that he didn't pay attention and was suddenly hit by a certain emotion called "cute".

Clappers: A type of ancient Egyptian musical instrument, made of ivory and bone.