Carol, your sister is here!

Her lips were turned white under the pressure of her white teeth.

A feeling of melancholy and fear welled up in her heart—she was really going to get married.Without the witness and blessing of any blood relatives, and under the premise of not being able to divorce for life, marry a prince at the top of the pyramid in a slavery society more than 3000 years ago!

Oh!

Brother Luo Di's fanatical archaeological idiot is probably going to envy her to death.This is Bitaido—a mysterious realm beyond the reach of historians, a glorious country that quietly disappeared in the torrent of history. By the [-]th century, only vague clay tablets were left to record the original civilization. Witness the slightest trace of everything that has ever happened.

However, Brother Ryan will definitely be furious...

Casey thought wildly.

Sensitively aware of her sudden drop in mood, Izumi suddenly stopped, ignoring the line of maids who stopped behind her, and comforted her softly, who didn't know why: "Don't be afraid."

He thought for a moment, then added casually: "You just need to see me, don't worry about the others."

Casey, who was forced to freeze in place for no reason, hadn't reacted yet, blinked blankly and remained silent, only nodded to show that he knew.

Seeing that the consolation had little effect, Izmi quickly changed the words, and after searching his guts, he decided to ask this time: "If it is in the language of God, what should my husband say?"

After hearing this weird and irrelevant question, Kathy's tangled brain circuits finally sorted out, and she suddenly understood—he was trying to ease her nervousness!

She was suddenly moved.

Since he was acting so studious and actively trying to comfort her—

She couldn't refuse and let down this affection.

Casey raised her eyes firmly to meet his gaze, looked into those deep brown pupils, slightly opened her lips, and said slowly in a soft voice: "Where... my husband wants to say this on the wedding day talk."

With a serious expression, she slowed down her speech and explained word by word, for fear that he could not hear clearly: "That is, Iamapig!"

Izmi repeated obediently: "Iamapig."

The basic pronunciation has come out, but unfortunately the tune is not very accurate.

Casey, who was the temporary teacher, corrected him several times with a straight face, and Prince Bitedo, who is very gifted in language, quickly spoke the simple sentence with a little American accent very standard.

——That's called a straight word.

Casey nodded in satisfaction, asked him to repeat a few times loudly, and rubbed against his arms with a smile, expressing that she was in a much better mood.Seeing the successful completion of the goal, Izmi smiled happily, and continued to walk in with the bride on his arm. The long line behind finally stopped pretending to be wooden men, and followed suit in a sensible manner.

On the surface, everyone looks happy and harmonious.

Casey, who was pinching her palm tightly with the other hand, forced herself to be calm and secretly clenched her trembling teeth: If she doesn't move, she will go crazy laughing.

Thick soft blankets, the faint fragrance lingering in the air, and the spacious palace room display all kinds of luxurious items that have not been used for the time being.

When the two people who came hand in hand entered the main hall, they were surprised to find that the king and princess had arrived early, and they looked at them who had come late with a kind smile on their faces——Sebyl, who had an elegant temperament, was fine. , King Bitedo's mouth was completely buried by the beard that was comparable to Santa Claus. If it weren't for the crooked eyebrows and eyes drawn by the facial muscles, Casey really couldn't tell the difference.

But she soon had no time to pay attention to other details.

"Princess Kathy." Sebil, whose face was extra radiant, showed a smile full of comfort, and gently pulled the free hand that was not held by her and not held by Izmi, and said in a warm voice: "After today, I will be happy with you." For me, you are also a very important family member - I will prepare some gifts later, I hope you will like them."

Speaking of which, she raised her chin slightly to motion for Mura to take it, and continued politely: "Izmi will also ask you to take care of me in the future..."

Being taken a step ahead by his princess, due to his demeanor, he could only pretend to stand calmly and stare at the side, but in reality, Supinuliumas couldn't wait to watch Sebiel finish his chatter, and the seat was finally vacated Now, when excitedly about to step forward and shake off the long-prepared congratulations and the experience of the husband and wife, Izmi, who has always been paying attention to his father's dynamics, took a step forward and stood in front of Casey. Grabbing the opponent's bear paw, with a warm smile, he actually whispered in a warning tone: "Father, I have received your wish."

……

King Biteduo smiled dryly and withdrew his hand that was pinched red: "Hehe."

Don't be so cruel to your compassionate father!What kind of trouble is this sudden increase in strength!

The well-known handsome prince of Bitaido upholds an unshakable principle: Those who covet Casey will be black all their lives.

Sebil continued to wipe the few tears that fell from the corners of her eyes due to too much joy with a handkerchief reservedly, pretending that she didn't see the cup that hit her husband solidly.

Don't play the thrilling, violent and bloody lion hunting ceremony in Egypt that attracts all the guests to watch. Under the strong request of the prince and concubine, even if he is not willing, Mura still reluctantly asks people to cancel the wedding process of carrying the sedan chair to the whole country. Lost.In the end, apart from the banquet that lasted from afternoon to night, the only inescapable thing to escape is the religious ceremony that reads and promises oaths before the high priest.

Who made Izmi want to hold the wedding as quickly as possible and marry the woman he loves as his concubine?Casey, who doesn't like extravagance and high-profile, is also happy to keep everything simple. It would be better if the number of guests can be reduced to only relatives and friends of both parties.

Although it is a bit disappointing that they can’t do something special according to their wishes, the most gratifying thing for Cybil and Supinu Liumas, who have been worrying about their only son’s life for many years, is that they can finally stop chattering An Xin sits aside and watches Izmi, who has always been calm and calm, anxious about her marriage.

— At least he acted like a normal man in love!

Sybil was sincerely grateful to the holy storm god for not allowing Achilles to exert influence on her son.

Strolling forward in silence, the group of them gradually passed through the dizzyingly winding promenade where many statues of sub-gods believed in by Bitedo were placed, and arrived at the innermost hall located deep in the belly of the temple.In front of the altar burning with balsam that has the effect of calming the mind, waiting for an old and kind old priest who looked at him and made people feel good about him.On the stone wall to which his back is facing, there are ingenious and shocking wall carvings, engraved with a majestic and lifelike image of Saru, the storm god, and his domineering mount companion on his crotch.

Casey's heart was pounding, blood seemed to rush to her brain, her trembling fingertips were icy cold, she held her breath intentionally or unintentionally, completely infected by the solemnity.

The heart of Izmi who was standing beside her was also beating extremely fast, but it was not because of nervousness, but because of anticipation and excitement.

When Kathy was still in a daze state, the priest of the wedding ceremony already had a big gray beard and began to recite the oracle and blessings engraved on the sacred clay tablet with a clear voice that was not suitable for his age.She came back to her senses, and listened carefully like a good child like the people around her, but she was still confused by this long speech that was complicated and lacked ups and downs.Before she could chew it carefully, the priest announced loudly: "Now the holy wedding begins! Prince Izmi and the bride, please go forward to the flower bed."

Casey: "..."

Dare to say, it was just a warm-up just now!

The priest dipped the holy water for cleansing on his fingertips, and tapped gently on the foreheads of Kathy and Izmi—the strange cold liquid seemed to have a creepy viscous feeling, and she resisted the desire to touch and rub it. Lost desire, raised his head, and watched the master of ceremonies slowly turn around again, and continued to sing praises to the gods with a lack of intonation.

Casey: "..."

She closed her eyes in a pious manner like Izmi, and deeply reflected on herself: Is it because she is too rare or a big fuss?If things go on like this, the length of the eulogy will inevitably make her have a disrespectful illusion—as if it is not she and Izmi who are married, but they and Storm God.

Amen.

Uh, compared to Jesus, who was born thousands of years later, the almost omnipotent brother Ryan, who is more able to influence her every move and life trajectory, is more convincing to her.

So, Brother Ryan, if you can sense me, please bless me.

Kathy prayed silently to herself.

When she used the spirit of "counting sheep while insomnia" and repeated the name of "Ryan Lido" more than 500 times, the priest who showed no signs of dry mouth entered today with mercy topic.I saw him describe Yisu, and asked each word with a stern tone: "The heir to King Bitedo who ruled the land of Anatolia, the noble Prince Izmi...here today, I want to take Egypt The holy princess Kathy, the daughter of the god of the Nile, Habi, was married as the main concubine..."

Who knows, there will be all kinds of praises and long speeches next!Why, can't it be faster and more efficient!

Cassie, who was drowsy after hearing it, was almost frustrated and turned into a mosquito-repellent eye. She wanted to cry without tears, and quietly pushed her numb body to one side, while Izzy, who was still standing upright, Izumi leaned closer to take the opportunity to relax; Izumi, who was immersed in joy, hurriedly