Pharaoh

Above, the young pharaoh on the throne was silent.

Beside him, the young brother Wang tilted his head and looked at him sideways.

Those who were facing the pharaoh could only see the back of the young prince's head but could not see clearly his expression at the moment.

Below, Isis's slender fingers clasped the great priest Seth, who was about to step forward and was about to say something, and held him tightly.

Seth turned back, frowned and looked at Isis.

I don't know if it was because of what I saw in Isis's eyes, he hesitated for a while, although he still had a stinky face, he finally gave up his impulsive actions and stood silently by the side without saying a word.

No one noticed the private actions of the two high-ranking priests, because everyone's attention was focused on the young pharaoh at the moment.

As long as the young king said a word, the Egyptian king who originally only had an empty title would become a real man under one man and above ten thousand people.

From then on, the young king was the second person in the Egyptian Empire after the Pharaoh.

After pondering for a moment under the watchful eyes of everyone, the young pharaoh finally raised his head.

His crimson pupils looked at everyone like burning flames.

"From today onwards, Brother Wang can assist me..."

All eyes were on the lips of the young pharaoh.

They realized they were witnessing an almost seismic shift in power at the top of Egypt.

For them, the change of regime is a huge challenge and even an opportunity.

Compared with the wise and cruel young king, that young and ignorant brother is obviously more likely to be fooled and coaxed. As long as he can gain the trust of this kind and powerful young man...

Their bodies were tense, and their foreheads were covered with sweat.

Their hearts were beating violently in their chests, almost jumping out of their mouths.

"Brother Wang."

Just when everyone was waiting impatiently for the young king to finish the sentence that would cause drastic changes in the power of Egypt——

An untimely voice without any sense of tension cut in abruptly and interrupted the Boy King's words.

The only boy who dared to interrupt the king's order issued by the supreme pharaoh of Egypt seemed completely unaware of the pressing atmosphere he was in.

Leaning forward, he tugged on the young Pharaoh's left wrist with both hands.

"I'm hungry, brother Wang."

The young king turned his head and stared at the person who interrupted him.

The crimson pupils are as cold as ever, with an innate sense of coercion, as if they can see where the souls of others are.

The unwavering gaze made it difficult for people to understand what the young Pharaoh was thinking at the moment.

Facing the piercing gaze, the young brother Wang, who seemed to be so nervous and unaware, still raised his head as usual, smiling at his brother Wang with that immature and lovely face.

"Brother Wang, I'm hungry."

After repeating himself once more, the young Pharaoh rose to his feet.

"Just here today."

He waved his light brown arm down casually, motioning for the crowd to disperse.

His left hand, which was originally held by his younger brother, habitually held the opponent's hand instead. He whispered a few words to the female officer beside him, and then led his younger brother to leave through the side door.

There was a terrible silence in the room, only the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard.

The huge drop in emotions that sprinted to the peak in an instant and then suddenly plummeted made everyone stare dumbfounded at the backs of the two leaving.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't say a word.

It seems that there is no objection to their dull faces.but……

Will you die if you miss a meal——!

At least, many, many people yelled at the back of the young prince who was favored by the Pharaoh with great grief and indignation in their hearts.

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Outside the palace, the sun is just right, and the tender lotus leaves in the lotus pond are fragrant.

The crimson pupils of the young Pharaoh who finished his meal fell on his little brother who was still struggling with the big bread in his hand.

Sensing the young king's gaze, the younger brother put down the things in his hands.

He knelt on the ground, leaned forward with one hand on the ground, and stretched out the other hand in the direction of his brother Wang.

"Brother Wang~~~"

He said, with a smile and a look of anticipation.

The light brown hand of the young Pharaoh who was sitting on the ground, holding a delicate golden wine cup, raised upwards, avoiding the hand that was stretched out by the other party.

The smoked red wine swirled in the golden glass, splashing a few drops.

"...Brother Wang!"

"No."

The young Wang brother stretched out his hand and tried his best to snatch the wine glass from the young king's hand.

Helplessly, he is short in stature and short in hand, and even his fingers are not as long as his brother Wang.

Even if he was lying on the young Pharaoh's body, the outstretched and straight hand couldn't reach the high wine glass.

So, he could only watch helplessly as the maid who came over under the sign of the young king took away the red liquid exuding an attractive aroma.

His large pale purple eyes glared at his brother Wang.

Looking at his younger brother's immature and cute face who was glaring at him but not at all lethal, the young pharaoh habitually put his left hand around the waist of the little younger brother who was almost lying on him.

He raised his right hand and stroked the soft hair like a pet.

It wasn't that he was stingy, the wine he drank was precious but not as precious as the almonds.

He is never stingy with what Wang Di likes, not to mention that the cute and cute Wang Di never asks him for something he shouldn't ask for.

It's just that last time, Brother Wang asked him for wine. He felt that there should be no big problem with what he drank as an ordinary drink on weekdays, so he gave it to him.Who knew that Brother Wang was so drunk that he became unconscious after only two drinks. If it wasn't for the fact that he drank that glass of wine himself, he might have thought that someone had poisoned the wine.

As a result, the doctor and priest who came in a hurry reported to him that Wang Di was only angry and funny when he was drunk.

He wanted to give him a good reprimand at first, but the next day, seeing his younger brother curled up in his arms with his head hurting and his face turned pale, he really couldn't bear to scold him again, and finally I had no choice but to let it go.

But he, the idiot brother, just healed the scar and forgot the pain——

Only a few days later, he forgot the uncomfortable feeling at that time, and insisted on begging for the wine in his hand.

soft……

The young Pharaoh stroked the soft hair with his right hand, then slid it down, and gently rubbed the fair cheeks of his younger brother who was staring at him with a pair of big eyes.

The comfortable feeling of the fingers made the young king, who was still expressionless and indifferent, pinch subconsciously.

Then his hand was snapped open by some Wangdi who was having a fight because he couldn't get what he wanted.

The handsome Pharaoh raised his eyebrows, said nothing, put his right hand down, and wrapped his arms around his brother's back, patting him lightly as if coaxing.

He didn't speak, but the maid serving beside him was terrified.

How dare His Royal Highness——

If Sisi saw the maid's expression here, he would definitely sneer.

That younger brother has done more presumptuous things than this, why would he not dare.

"I give you rights, don't you like it?"

In order to stop his brother from being awkward with him, the young Pharaoh changed the subject.

Probably only a fool would really think that the young king of Egypt interrupted his brother's wishes just now because he was hungry and wanted to eat.

No... In view of the fact that the young prince has always given people who are not familiar with him a soft, docile, harmless, dull and naive impression, perhaps there will be a few hard-hearted guys who really think so.

However, the intelligent young king who knew his younger brother to a certain extent naturally didn't think that way.

At that time, Yu You turned his back to everyone below, but he happened to be facing him.

There was no surprise on that immature face, but confusion.

He saw his brother's cute face collapsed.

Then, his words were interrupted.

【I'm hungry, brother Wang. 】

The younger brother who interrupted him said so, smiling very cutely.

It's just that the hands that grabbed his left wrist were very hard, very hard, obviously venting their dissatisfaction with him.

he is angry?

The young Pharaoh was keenly aware of this.

Why should I give him the right to make him angry?

Above, the young Pharaoh was puzzled.

It was precisely because of this that the Boy King stopped issuing decrees.

In fact, this decision was not made on a whim, but a decision he made after a long discussion with Isis a few days ago.

This is a decision made after proper consideration of all aspects and feeling that there will be no problems.

But what he and Isis didn't expect was that Brother Wang didn't seem to be willing to accept this coveted right that was enough to drive everyone crazy.

"Brother Wang."

The young Wangdi, who was mostly hugged by the other party, looked up at him.

He stared at his brother Wang's handsome face with his big light purple eyes for a long while, then suddenly let out a cry.

The young pharaoh responded with a casual hum, still trying to figure out what to do with this unexpected development.

If things develop in a direction that deviates from his expectations, it must be corrected as soon as possible.

Everything must be under his control.

"You wake up much earlier than me every morning."

The young brother Wang knelt and sat in the arms of the young king, their faces were very close to each other.

Because his waist was held by his brother Wang's hands, in order to maintain his body balance, his arms rested on the light brown strong shoulders of the other party who were exposed to the sun.

He looked at his brother Wang who seemed to be a little absent-minded, and muttered such a sentence in a low voice.

Every night the other him grabs him as a humanoid pillow, and he rarely goes back to sleep in his own room.

How much he missed the wonderful life when he first arrived in ancient Egypt, when no one disturbed his sleep and woke up naturally...

Now being held by another him as a pillow, not to mention sometimes waking up in the middle of the night because of the uncomfortable pressure on his chest.The most painful thing for him is that this diligent young king always wakes up early in the morning, so that he has to wake up every morning and then go back to sleep, and he may not be able to fall asleep.