Pharaoh

Seeing the guard fall headlong to death in front of him, the young Wang brother subconsciously stood up and took two steps back.He suddenly glanced at the wine glass that Yatum put back on the table just now, with a look of astonishment on his face, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed his brother Wang's arm tightly.

The young Pharaoh also stood up, frowning and scanning the suddenly chaotic hall, his face sank.

The guards on the side rushed up and directly stabbed the dancer who was sitting on the ground with a pale face to death with a spear.

A black curly-haired dancer was pouring wine to the Egyptian minister on the other side with a smile. Seeing this, her expression changed. While everyone's attention was focused on the stabbed dancer, At that moment, the flexible and boneless body twisted and rushed towards the Pharaoh at a strange angle.

Between her slender fingers, the slender needle tip reflected a sharp cold light.

Yuyou was originally standing beside Atum, but suddenly turned around, hugged Atum's waist, and stood in front of Atum.

He was obviously very scared, his eyes were tightly closed, and his whole body was tense.

However, he was nervous for a while, but nothing happened.

Feeling those familiar arms tightly hugging him and touching his head, his beating heart eased a little.The young Wangdi raised his head, and what he met was a pair of crimson pupils with a little warmth.

Subconsciously, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly felt a little weak in his hands and feet.

Time goes back to the previous moment.

When the assassin stabbed at the young pharaoh with a poisonous needle, the originally charming eyebrows and eyes showed a vicious expression at this moment.

A guard cut off the woman's arm with a lightning-like sword from the side, and the blood sprayed all over her face, making the angry guard's eyes look even more terrifying.The sword followed by another guard directly penetrated the woman's head.

Although the incident happened suddenly, they wouldn't let the assassin rush to the pharaoh so easily. Do they really think that these guards are just for nothing?

The young king of Egypt stood, not dodging, watching the assassin being stabbed to death by the guards with cold eyes.

From the beginning to the end, his expression was calm, but there was an obvious displeasure in his cold eyes, which made the attendants feel chills in their hearts.

However, Yatum looked at his younger brother who suddenly turned around and threw himself into his arms to hug him, a little stunned in his bright red pupils, he quickly reacted, and that bit of stunned turned into warmth.

Reaching out his hand to gently stroke and comfort his tense and stiff brother, the young Pharaoh's eyes were no longer as sharp and cold as before, which made those attendants who faced the terrible oppression of the young king and had ugly and frightened faces relax a little. tone.

Although Wang Di's behavior is a bit ridiculous, it's unnecessary...

No matter what, the existence of Brother Wang is indeed necessary.

At least, it is necessary at this moment.

Seeing the commotion on the throne, the people in the Libyan seats also stood up nervously.

The Libyan princess hurried forward a few steps, with a nervous expression, as if she wanted to see the pharaoh's situation clearly, but when she saw the hostile eyes of the guards blocking the pharaoh, she stopped knowingly, but still He looked anxiously in the direction of the Pharaoh.

These dancers were brought by Libyan envoys, and they were all Libyans.

No matter how you explain it, Libya is absolutely inseparable.

After Egypt resolved Syria, it immediately turned around and attacked Libya.Libya, which had become a vassal state attached to Egypt because of its weak power, naturally retreated steadily, and lost most of its territory.Because of the impact of the incident in Syria a while ago, many countries have clearly seen the strength and toughness of Egypt, so they all kept silent this time, and so did Mitanni.The king of Libya sought help everywhere but failed, so he had to send envoys to seek peace with Egypt.

Rebecca was powerless.

When Libya united with other countries to attack Egypt, she tried her best to oppose it, but her father, who was always weak, did not know what evil this time, and for the first time in his life, he became hardened.It's just that the only time her toughness was used in the wrong place, and Libya was about to die. Even though she was the only child of her father and the only heir to the Libyan royal family, she had to come to Egypt.

She knew very well that the peace talks were just a fig leaf, and that the weak Libya was begging the Pharaoh, and as a Libyan princess, she was offering something to please the Pharaoh.

Seeing that the assassin was killed, Rebecca breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly another person rushed out from the Libyan mission. He looked at her fiercely, pulled out the small dagger hidden in the long black hair and Aim at her throat.

Rebecca drew out the saber at her waist, and raised her hand to block the dagger stabbed by the opponent.

She seemed calm, and the act of protecting herself was almost reflexive, like a habit.

Blocking the dagger with a sword, the seemingly petite and weak girl turned and slashed at the opponent with a sword. Her posture was clean and neat, and her skillful hands made it obvious at a glance that she had received good training.

With a clang, the long sword in Rebecca's hand broke in two.

After all, it was just a saber for decoration, and the slender and fragile blade was not suitable for fighting at all.It is precisely because of this that it is allowed to be brought into the hall.

There was a look of joy in the man's gloomy eyes, and the dagger once again stabbed the unarmed Libyan princess.

Seeing that the sharp point of the sword was about to stab the princess' chest, there was a sudden snap, and a round, fluffy maroon ball appeared between the two of them, and the dagger pierced into the little fur ball, making it snap again Disappeared.

However, this is not the end. As soon as it disappeared, before Rebecca and the man had time to react, little maroon fur balls appeared out of thin air one after another, rolling happily in the air, and soon A fuzzy maroon wall separates the man from the princess.

"Are you okay? Lei... Rebecca."

When the sword was cut off, Rebecca fell to the ground due to the huge shock force, looked up at the Egyptian prince who was walking quickly, and she looked at the hand stretched out to her.

It's rude, as well as calling someone by their first name.

If it was another man, she would definitely refuse without mercy.

But looking at those light purple eyes that had nothing but worry, she subconsciously grabbed his hand and stood up.

When she reacted, she quickly let go of her hand.

"Great, it doesn't look like it's hurt."

The young Wangdi smiled at her, with an undisguised look of reassurance on his childish face.A few furry chestnut balls flew over and rubbed against its owner coquettishly. Some rubbed their faces, some rubbed their hands, and some rubbed their necks. As if they were asking for credit, they kept screaming around their master.

Rebecca looked at the Egyptian prince who picked up the chestnut balls and threw them out with a helpless expression. She felt that her tense emotions gradually calmed down miraculously.

When the man reacted, he was already surrounded by countless chestnut balls, no matter how desperately he swung the dagger, he couldn't get out.

When he realized that his behavior was futile, the man fell silent.

"Your Highness Rebecca." He looked at the Libyan princess with a look of great grief, "Why did you come to Egypt? The Egyptians invaded our homeland and killed our relatives! You are Libya Princess...why did you come here to beg for mercy from the Egyptians?!"

"Never..." he said, shaking his head, "the Libyans will never surrender to the Egyptians!"

The dagger in the man's hand cut his own throat.

Rebecca's breathing stopped at that moment, her hands were tightly clenched into fists, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palms.

After a long time, she slowly and hard-pressed to let out the breath that was choked in her throat.

She lowered her head, long golden hair hanging down her side cheeks, her expression was very weak.

"His Royal Highness."

The Egyptian king had just sent the chestnut ball back when the young female officer Tia hurried to his side, and she was relieved to see that he was safe and sound.

After that incident was over, Priest Seth found a chance to talk to Priest Isis, so the snobbish and snobbish maids around Wangdi were removed one after another, and a few prudent maids were replaced. And Tia was promoted to female officer under the envious eyes of everyone.

Tia understood the reason why she could become a female officer at such a young age, so no matter how excited she was, her face remained calm.After that, she was more careful in dealing with others, she didn't talk too much, and just followed Wang Di obediently.

Just now she saw that Brother Wang seemed to be more interested in the fresh figs, and there were not many figs left, so she went out to get some. When she came back and heard that there was an assassin just now, she was shocked and hurriedly looked for Brother Wang. .

Seeing that Brother Wang is safe and sound at this moment, he is naturally relieved.

She raised her head, just in time to see the High Priest Mahat standing next to the Pharaoh looking at her. She saw the High Priest pointing to Brother Wang, and then pointing outside.

She nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Your Highness, it's very messy and dangerous here, please go back to your room as soon as possible, okay?"

Hearing Tia's words, the young prince looked up, and he saw his brother beckoning him to go over.

He glanced worriedly at Rebecca, who was comforted by the Libyan maids in a low voice, who had been silent since just now, hesitated for a while, and still felt that he was not suitable for the past, so he turned and walked towards his brother Wang.

In fact, there seemed to be many unexpected things just now, but they all happened in an instant.The time between the death of the guard and the suicide of the Libyan man was very short, and it was only because there were too many and messy things that gave people the illusion that a long time had passed.

If it really counts, it's only a few minutes.

However, what happened in the past few minutes was enough to make the hall into a mess and make the game feel quite tired.

Sure enough, you should go back and rest as soon as possible.

Thinking so, he walked towards his brother Wang.

He suddenly felt a bit itchy in his throat, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

But I still felt itchy, as if it was blocked by something, so I covered my mouth and coughed more vigorously.

"Cold?"

Someone grabbed his shoulders, and he heard the low voice of the young pharaoh from above.

Maybe.

The young Wangdi thought, because the temperature in Egypt at night is quite low recently.

He let go, raised his head and wanted to smile at his brother Wang and say that he was fine.Just when he raised his head, he saw Mahat standing behind the pharaoh suddenly changed his expression and stared at him intently.

The feeling in the palm of his hand was a bit strange, as if something was flowing, he subconsciously looked down at his hand.

Strange, when did the hand rub red...

He still wanted to take a closer look at what was in his hand, but his vision suddenly shook unsteadily. He watched his hands change from one to two and then to three, and he felt dizzy and very uncomfortable.

A lot of people seemed to be yelling something in the distance, but he couldn't hear it.

The hands holding his shoulders suddenly increased their strength, strangling his shoulders with pain.

After feeling himself being hugged, his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

Not long after, the same poison as in the wine was found in the glass of juice that Wang Di took a sip of.