Pharaoh

The young pharaoh of Egypt didn't like having people close to him.

Without his permission, no one can get close to him, even the great priests trusted by the pharaoh, or his personal maids, keep a certain distance from him sensibly.

The proud boy king has always believed that the appearance of the same species in his own domain is quite an eyesore.

Therefore, the young Pharaoh felt very impatient with his brother who had been clinging to him after the accident.

He was the king of Egypt, and he didn't have that much time to take care of people.

However, fortunately, after a long time, probably gradually forgot about that incident, Wang Di's clingy problem has gradually improved.

For example, today, Yatum has been dealing with government affairs alone all morning, and Wang Di didn't come to him.

"Excellent, king."

A loyal squire is flattering.

"His Royal Highness will not trouble you any more."

The crimson pupils glanced at him, which immediately made him shrink back trembling.

Always feel very unhappy.

The young Pharaoh threw the pen on the table anxiously, stood up and walked outside, a group of attendants and maids hurriedly followed his pace.

In the next room, the young king brother of Egypt was playing chess with Karin enthusiastically, without even noticing his brother's presence.Instead, it was the old female officer who noticed the king's arrival and stood up and bowed in salute.

It was only then that the young brother who discovered the existence of the young king smiled casually at his brother Wang, and immediately turned around, urging Karin to continue.

After Atum nodded, Karin sat back and continued to play against Wang Di.

The young Pharaoh sat down beside his brother, and glanced at the chess game in front of him.

Sitting cross-legged, Brother Wang frowned, his eyes just staring at the chessboard, thinking hard.

After hesitating for a moment, the young king reached out and gently touched his brother's tiny earlobe, and put a very thin and light gold ring on it.

"Does it still hurt?"

he asked in a low voice.

The younger brother who was being questioned just hummed a few times absent-mindedly. He probably didn't hear the question at all. He grabbed a chess piece on the chessboard, as if he wanted to push it forward one square.

Whoa!

The chess pieces placed on the chessboard were slammed and rolled across the table by a light-brown hand that suddenly stretched out.

Yu You, who was holding a chess piece with his right hand still hanging in the air, was startled, then turned his head and glared at the people around him.

Before the questioning words in his throat came out, he was startled by the crimson cold pupils looking down at him from a high position.

Another he is angry? ... He should be the one who should be angry, right?The chess game that was about to win was disrupted.

I have been staying in the room very honestly recently, and I rarely bother the other him... Well, a while ago, because of the matter with Wang Hun, he acted very childishly, causing the other him a lot of trouble .

He's already reflecting on that, really.

But if it was because of that kind of thing, why did Atum suddenly get angry until today?

Alas, I always feel that he is getting more and more confused about his other thoughts.

"That's all for today, Karin, stand back."

Glancing unhappily at his brother, the young Pharaoh looked sideways at the female officer beside him.

The old female officer stood up, bent slightly, and stepped back.

"Ah, Karin—"

At least play this game of chess with me!

The hand that the young brother Wang stretched out to prevent Karin from leaving was grabbed by the brother next to him and dragged back.

Those crimson pupils looked at him with obvious displeasure.

"I will accompany you."

"Uh……"

But I know you are very busy, so I asked Karin to accompany me.

The young Wangdi glanced at Karin in confusion, the female officer's eyes met his for a second, and then the corners of her lips raised slightly.

She glanced at the young Pharaoh, and when she confirmed that the king was just looking at Wang Di and didn't notice her side, she raised her hand and lightly gestured to Wang Di as a sign that she was okay, then she backed out with a smile on her lips .

"Brother Wang..."

"What? Don't you want to play chess?"

The young Wangdi hesitated a little.

Originally, he played the game of "Senet" just to pass the time, and it would be too much to disturb the other him just to play the game.After all, the other one is now the Pharaoh, and he is in a troubled time... No one knows how busy Yatum is. He often stays by his side, but he can be seen.

Even if Yatum said that he was fine now, he probably took time out of his busy schedule, probably because his abnormal behavior some time ago still worried him.

The young Wangdi once again had a deep self-reflection.

No matter what happens in the future, you can't trouble Yatum anymore.

Thinking of this, he smiled at the young king who was reaching out to rearrange the chess pieces on the chessboard.

He said, "Forget it, stop playing."

Click!

The chess piece carefully carved from the precious sandalwood imported from the far east was crushed into two pieces by the young king's light brown right hand.

In the heavy atmosphere of silence all around, the young pharaoh casually threw away the broken chess piece in his hand, leaned back, and sat without saying a word.

The low air pressure emanating from the whole body made the nearby maids tremble, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

However, that Brother Wang, who didn't know whether he was extremely dull or would become nervous as long as he faced him, continued to put heavy pressure on others.

"Brother Wang, are you still leaving?"

If things piled up and couldn't be finished, Atum would have to go to bed very late at night again.

The young Wangdi thought so.

The hand of the young Pharaoh, who was reaching out to take the wine glass presented by a kneeling maid, paused slightly in the air, and then picked up the wine glass.

Lifting his head and gulping it down, he raised his hand and waved away the maid who wanted to refill his wine.

He held the golden cup in his hand and played with it casually a few times.

Then, he smashed the golden cup back.

The maid bowed her head and knelt, holding the plate above her head with both hands.

The young Pharaoh slammed it hard, and the slender arms of the maid suddenly went limp. Unable to bear the pressure, the plate turned over completely. The golden cup made a crisp crashing sound on the bluestone floor, and it rolled and stopped. .

The cold and bright crimson pupils glanced at her, and the young pharaoh looked out the door.

"Come on."

He said.

Almost half of the maid was curled up on the ground, her shoulders trembling slightly, even though she knew what was waiting for her end, but the fear from the depths of her soul made her dare not even make a sound of begging for mercy.

"What are you doing here, pack up quickly and leave!"

The young prince suddenly opened his mouth to scold the maid, who was taken aback for a moment, looking at Pharaoh cautiously with trembling eyes.

The young pharaoh was silent for a moment, then nodded.

As if she had been pardoned, the maid quickly packed up the things on the ground and retreated.

The young prince leaned forward and scolded the maid, so most of his body moved to the side of Yatum.

The young Pharaoh stretched out his arms and embraced his brother from behind.

His chin was resting on his brother's right shoulder, and the comfort of the soft golden hair sliding over his cheek softened his cold crimson pupils.

"Brother Wang?"

"a bit sleepy."

In fact, he said, he didn't want to sleep, he just wanted to remain so still.

His mood is inexplicably bad today, if he doesn't move like this, it seems that he can feel better.

"Brother Wang."

"kindness?"

"It's okay to leave me alone."

"To shut up."

The young Pharaoh's originally slightly better mood became a little worse.

"Brother Wang obviously has a lot of things to do, but I'm going to cause trouble for Brother Wang just because of my uneasiness."

"Seth is right, my reckless words will add a lot of burden to Brother Wang."

"And now, I can ask Karin and the others for help with anything I need. It doesn't matter if Brother Wang doesn't care about me."

"so……"

"Brother Wang?"

Because he was talking to himself all the time, but he didn't hear the person behind him who was hugging him tightly, the young brother Wang turned his head and wanted to know if his brother Wang was still angry.

A big light brown hand held his left cheek, and his brother Wang's cheek was lightly pressed against his white porcelain forehead.

"ear……"

"what?"

"Does your ear still hurt?"

"Uh, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore, Karin also said it's all right."

"That's good."

"That, Brother Wang, I mean—"

Because the fingers of the young pharaoh's right hand were inserted between his hairline from his left cheek, the fingertips were too close to the corner of his eye, so he subconsciously closed his left eye, and his voice paused.

The feeling of the slender fingers stroking his hair made him feel a little itchy, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the wrist of the boy king's right hand, trying to pull it away, but was grabbed in reverse.

The young Pharaoh lowered his head slightly, his light brown cheeks pressed into the socket of his neck, and the pure golden hair that melted like gold slipped across his neck, so even his neck was itchy.

The young Wangdi finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

He moved while smiling, trying to turn his body to the side, but his body was hugged tightly and his hands were also held.So, he had no choice but to shake his head to express his protest.

Sadly, his protest was completely ignored by the dictatorial Pharaoh, and the left arm that was around him even tightened a bit.

Just when the young Wangdi gave up struggling and was thinking about how to get out of the predicament, Priest Mahat hurried in from the outside.

When he looked at the situation in the room, he was taken aback for a moment, his eyes were rather complicated.

Then, he knelt at the young Pharaoh's feet, raised his head after getting permission, and said a few words in a voice so soft that only the king and his brother could hear clearly.

The young Pharaoh frowned, let go of his hands and stood up.

The young Wang brother just breathed a sigh of relief, but was pulled up by his brother Wang's arm.

"You too."

"what?"

Another me, this matter is your privacy, I always feel that it is not good for me to participate...

"Your Highness, it's about the Egyptian royal family, so you'd better go together."

"……I see."

Well, even if this kind of thing is another personal matter of me, it is also considered a state matter of Egypt.

As a younger brother, I should participate.

……

Wooah, but why do I still feel so embarrassed!

The night has fallen to the earth at some point, and the night sky is full of stars, shining brightly.

The Bluestone Palace looks more and more quiet in the night. On the low tower on the upper right side of it, the stairs spiral up to a secret room at the top.

The young Egyptian pharaoh sat in the middle of the room, resting his cheek on one hand, flipping through a roll of papyrus on his knee.

The young Wangdi was lying on the window sill on the left side of the room. Outside the window was a smooth and hard stone wall, which fell straight down. Under the dazzling height, the water of the Nile River beat against the smooth stone wall of the palace, splashing waves of spray.

The young Egyptian high priest Set stood quietly in the corner of the room.

The room was unusually quiet until Mahat led a middle-aged female officer here and broke its silence.

The middle-aged female official bowed her head and knelt at the feet of the young pharaoh, her demeanor looked very calm.

Mahat is very satisfied with this, after all, she is Isis's confidant female officer.

When Isis sent the secret message, he also sent a fast boat to send the mother and child to the city of Seys, and arranged for the only confidant female officer who knew about it besides her to monitor and escort them all the way.

"What about people?"

After receiving Wang's nod, Mahat asked.

"Arrangements have been made to take them off the boat."

The lady officer replied.

"Did the soldiers escorted know about it?"

"Don't worry, they don't know about it."

"How many people know about this?"

"Lord Isis has secretly executed everyone present, including the woman's husband."

"When was the child born?"

"Lord Isis has already investigated. The woman gave birth to the boy after being with her husband for only eight months."

"Very well, you step back first and let someone bring them up."

"Yes."

Standing up, the middle-aged female officer bowed her head respectfully and backed out of the room.

Not long after, the door opened again, and the middle-aged female officer led a woman with a child in her arms. Then, she bowed her head and led a few guards back out again.

Yuyu walked up to Atum, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

After learning the news with Atum, he asked Karin privately and learned the whole story.

The woman lowered her head and couldn't see her face clearly. She could only see that she had beautiful long golden hair, but perhaps because the living environment was not as good as before, the long hair looked a bit dull and lacked luster.

She was holding a three-year-old child with bright golden hair, and a pair of big watery eyes embedded in that round, soft and lovely face.

He sucked his thumb, his big shiny black eyes rolled around and looked around.

The woman put him down, knelt down herself, and pushed the child in the direction of the pharaoh.

She whispered, "Go...call father."

The child was pushed by her, and his big watery eyes blinked a few times.

He ran a few steps and hugged his 'father's' leg.

He hugged the leg of 'Father King' and raised his head, his chubby face looked even more cute when he smiled.

"Father ~~" ​​he shouted, and the immature and crisp child's voice echoed in the room.

"……that……"

Brother Wang, who was standing beside the young Pharaoh, looked down at the child holding his leg in embarrassment.

"You got the wrong person."