Pharaoh

The room was quiet.

The young brother Wang who was concentrating on teasing the little black cat did not speak, and the guard who had finished telling the story naturally couldn't speak.

The kitten with black shiny and soft fur meowed, its round meaty paws waving in the air, trying to catch the white finger that was poking its little head.

The black-haired guard stood aside, because his master didn't say anything, so he didn't take any action.

However, he glared at Sisi who dared to blame his master for his master's mistakes.

Even if that person had saved his life, disrespect to His Royal Highness is absolutely not allowed.

However, the person he was staring at turned back and gave him a hard look.

What are you looking at!Now this situation you are also one of the culprits!

Sisi thought dissatisfied.

If it wasn't for you to learn some strange language from Wang Di if you have nothing to do, and you were so bored to bring up the matter of letting Wang Di go home, how could there be so many messy things!

The young Wangdi covered his mouth and let out a big yawn, as if he was a little sleepy.

Lean back and sit comfortably on the bed.

The little black cat crawled and crawled from his legs to his chest, its tiny meaty claws hooked on the clothes on his chest.

Emma's four short legs stretched all over the Egyptian king's body.

"Meow~"

"Your Royal Highness!"

The voice of an anxious guard and Emma's joyous cry sounded at the same time, which seemed a little funny.

The young prince glanced at him, and Sisi shut his mouth in embarrassment.

"I'm the one you said was wrong?"

Said the young king of Egypt, stroking the soft little head of the black cat in his arms.

The tone of his speech was very light, like gossip.

"I miss my hometown and my relatives... I don't even have such rights?"

"Just to make your king happy, I don't even have the right to tell the truth?"

His voice suddenly increased, and his upper body leaned forward and sat up.

His violet-toned pupils stared at Sisi with a kind of persistence in his eyes.

"I want to go home! Although I really don't want to be separated from Brother Wang, but if I had to choose, I would choose to stay in my hometown—this is my true thought, whether it was when I talked to Ke Ya or now!"

He said, "Even if Brother Wang asks me face to face, this is my answer!"

Sisi fell silent.

It was the first time he had seen this look of his younger brother. He was stubborn and persistent, and he would not compromise even if it would hurt others.

Perhaps this time, what the pharaoh did really touched some of the most cherished things in the bottom of the king's heart.

He took a deep breath.

"Your Highness, you must understand something anyway."

"Pharaoh is the god of Egypt, he is the supreme being, so he will never make mistakes."

"The word of Pharaoh is the truth of Egypt."

"That's your truth, not mine."

The young Wangdi stood up, picked up the little black cat lying on his chest and threw it to Ke Ya who was standing beside him.

The black-haired guard stretched out his hand to catch the kitten that was thrown over skillfully, Emma let out a meowing sound, and her little black claws grabbed the pair of big hands that were holding her.

After the young Wangdi stretched out his hand to touch its head, it rubbed Wangdi's fingers, and then quietly lay on Keya's arm, with a pair of big golden eyes round and round, looking back and forth at the strange man. The guard and its little master.

"I am very angry."

The young king of Egypt said he turned his head and stared at Sisi with a frown.

"Suddenly added guards to monitor my every move, destroyed my most precious things without telling me, and even forced me to do things I didn't want to do regardless of my wishes... No matter what it is, It all makes me angry."

"It's true that he is my brother Wang, but that doesn't mean he's qualified to treat me like his doll."

"I'm annoyed that he has me as his property - I'm just showing him that now."

"I have to let Brother Wang understand that I hate him for doing this."

After seeing the horror of Wang Di with a cute appearance, the young guard who shrank a little every time he saw him looked unusually calm under Wang Di's staring eyes.

"His Royal Highness, whether it's me, Lord Seth, or a humble servant, at least in a certain respect, we are all the same—we are all servants of the Pharaoh."

He said that he looked at the young Wangdi with a calm expression.

"Pharaoh was the owner of Egypt."

"Whatever existed in Egypt belonged to the Pharaoh."

"Whether you like it or not... But even if you are as honorable as your royal brother, you are still the property of the Pharaoh."

"That's the law in Egypt."

A trace of anger flashed across the face of the young Wangdi, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but seeing Ceci's calm expression, the opened lips finally closed slowly.

He seemed to have given up on continuing the debate with Ceci, and just sighed.

"You are right."

Although it is incomprehensible, this is the fact of being in Egypt.

The young brother Wang, who had already deeply realized this point, pursed his lips in displeasure, and became very angry, even the cute face that was still a little baby fat became rounder and rounder.

"But I'm still very upset and very upset if I'm asked to apologize! Obviously I'm not at fault." He sought support from the people around him, "Isn't it, Keya?"

"Your Royal Highness, there is nothing wrong."

The loyal black-haired guard did not hesitate to show his master his absolute support.

Just stop making trouble, okay?

Sisi stabbed Ke Ya hard with his eyes, and then looked at Wang Di worriedly.

The young king of Egypt turned his head away, refusing to talk to him again.

"His Royal Highness..."

Sisi sighed, he felt that since he met this king brother, not only the frequency of Lord Seth's rampage, but also the number of times he sighed has become more and more.

"I'm just a humble guard. I'm not qualified to express any opinions about you and the Pharaoh."

"But, Your Royal Highness, the reason why the king did these things that make you angry is in the final analysis... Can you really not see that you are as smart as you are?"

"The king is anxious, maybe even he himself doesn't understand what this emotion comes from."

"He doesn't want to see you go."

Sisi said his voice gradually became very low and soft.

"Please allow me to be rude for once... At least in my opinion, the king may need your company more than I imagined."

The young Wangdi didn't answer, he just stared at him for a long time.

Then, he hummed softly.

Passing Sisi who was still kneeling on the ground, Brother Wang walked towards the door.

"Where are you going!"

Seeing that Wang Di didn't seem to want to talk to him anymore, Ceci became anxious.

"Where else can I go...to the place where you guys who only think about the Pharaoh are telling me to go every day."

Wang Di, who was standing at the door, replied, and pushed the door open with his hand.

"Wait and see."

The young Wangdi turned his head abruptly and raised his eyebrows.

On her immature, porcelain-colored face, she had crooked smiling eyes.

"After seeing the end, who belongs to whom."

The king of Egypt, who left this horrific statement to Sisi with a cute smile, walked away, ignoring the cold sweat of the poor guard he left behind because of his horrific statement .

The sweaty guard looked around nervously for a long while, and after confirming that the rebellious words spoken by Wang Di were only heard by him and Ke Ya, he let out a big breath.

It's ok, ok, no one else is...

"Meow~~"

-

The night wind blew over the Egyptian palace.

The place where the Pharaoh of Egypt lived was the highest place in the royal palace.

In the middle of the night, under the dimly shaking lights, the young king who put down the last scroll in his hand waved the guards and ladies out of the room.

The attendant bowed and retreated holding a stack of papyrus.

The middle-aged female official who made the bed as quickly as possible knelt down in front of the young king, waiting for the young pharaoh's arrangements for the night.After all, Brother Wang stayed here many times a while ago, not to mention, Brother Wang has been having a temper tantrum with Wang in the past few days, and he hasn’t come over for such a long time...Maybe Wang will have something on his mind...

However, soon she retreated in fear amid the impatient reprimand of the boy king.

The young pharaoh stayed alone in the empty bedroom, and the night wind blowing in from outside brushed his golden hair.

He was silent for a moment, then walked towards the wide balcony.

He stood at the highest point of the palace, his crimson pupils looked down on his kingdom through the starlight of the night sky.

The city in the night is still lively, with countless lights flickering in the darkness, and when the night wind blows over, it is vaguely mixed with the noisy noise of the city residents.

The young pharaoh turned and leaned his back against the carved stone fence.

He closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

The clear moonlight illuminated the young king's face. It was a face that inherited the blood of a god, so handsome that people couldn't look away.

It is usually calm, unwavering indifference, so that no one can understand.

"Puff~~"

The strange cry made the young Pharaoh open his eyes.

The round little fur ball was floating in the air, with big round eyes staring at him.

It seemed to want to get close to him, but also seemed a little scared, just circling around him.

Crimson eyes stared at it, but remained motionless.

Finally, the chestnut ball, which had been hesitating for a while, finally floated towards him cautiously.

"Puff?"

It made a small cry, and its big round eyes looked at him with some confusion.

The young Pharaoh suddenly reached out and grabbed the round, fluffy chestnut ball, staring at it without saying a word.

The pure flame-like red and ice-cold pupils stared intently, making Li Ziqiu tremblingly twisting its round and round body, blinking and blinking its big light purple round eyes, desperately trying to struggle out of his hands.

Its struggle did not make its escape successful.

The boy king's hand was holding it firmly like pliers, and it was so anxious that it kept making puffing noises.

The young Pharaoh made a strange movement.

He suddenly hugged the fluffy chestnut ball in his arms, buried his face in the soft chestnut hair of the chestnut ball, and rubbed it lightly.

"..."

He looked up.

"……wrong."

The young Pharaoh murmured inexplicable words to himself, and threw the chestnut ball away with a flick of his hand.

The chestnut ball that was thrown out mercilessly hit the stone pillar with a clatter, and slid down to the bottom of the stone pillar with staring eyes.

Atum stared at his hands, the fingers of his hands were lightly clenched and then stretched.

That hand seemed to want to grab some illusory existence in the sky.

Then, he raised his head and looked in a certain direction.

"come over."

He said that the direction the crimson pupils were looking at was a large stone pillar.

But there was no one there.

"come over."

He repeated it again, a little louder.

After a while, a black shadow slowly appeared from the foot of the stone pillar, getting longer and longer.

The young Wangdi exposed the left half of his body, and the moonlight fell from behind him, stretching half of his shadow.

The beautiful crimson pupils stared at his younger brother calmly.

The young Pharaoh didn't speak, he just held out his hands.

The arc of his open hands was right in the direction of his younger brother.

The person who was half hidden behind the stone pillar hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked out from behind the stone pillar, but still stood there and refused to come closer.

On the side, seeing its little master coming out, the shattered chestnut ball jumped up and down towards him, impatiently wanting to jump into the master's arms to express its grievances.

Crimson icy pupils cast a condescending glance at it.

So, the chestnut ball that had been bouncing around for two seconds shrank back and lay obediently on the ground.

The young brother Wang burst out laughing, and after laughing, he seemed to let out a sigh of helplessness, and then walked towards his brother Wang.

The young king's beige strong arms embraced his younger brother who came to his side.

His cheek was pressed against the golden soft hair, and he rubbed it lightly.

On that handsome face, where no one could see, there was a soft, as if satisfied expression.

"Brother Wang..."

"Ok?"

"..."

The Egyptian prince fell silent suddenly, perhaps because he didn't know what to say.

His hand grabbed the clothes on his brother Wang's chest, tightened it tightly, and then loosened it a little.

He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead lightly against the light brown neck.

The young Pharaoh didn't seem to have the intention of urging his younger brother to speak, and his light brown fingers gently stroked his younger brother's left ear.

There was still a little red blood stain on the soft earlobe.

On that day, his younger brother left in a fit of anger, naturally he didn't want to let people bother him to put earrings on him.

And he didn't have the heart to think about the earrings in the following brother Wang's indifference to him.

So, after a few days, the pierced ear has healed again, and now there is only a red spot left.

"Brother Wang..."

"Ok?"

"I'm sleepy."

"Um……"

"Brother Wang."

"..."

"You're angry?"

"No."

"But I'm angry."

"I know."

"...I don't want earrings."

"can."

"Can't I speak the language of my hometown?"

"No."

"Brother Wang..."

"No."

……

The moonlight is like water, and the warm wind disperses, and the trivial conversation between the Egyptian boy king and his brother is hidden in the night.