Carol, your sister is here!

After working hard to remedy and praise, he gradually stretched a little, revealing a proud expression between taking it for granted and taking it for granted.

It turned out to be the case.

Izmi, who was much harder to fool than his subordinates, smiled slightly, ignoring the long speech that followed like a mirror, and grasped the point with incomparable precision: now he knew very well that the reason why Sinton delayed leaving was actually a conspiracy He came straight for his sweet wife—who cares what the so-called business is in the Indian country far away in the Red Sea.

I still remember that in the letters sent by the spies recently, it was said that India seems to be on the verge of turmoil, right?

Izmi's expression didn't change, but he couldn't help raising his brows slightly, and there was some dissatisfaction brewing in the depths of his deep tea eyes towards this uninterested and annoying ghost.

He forcibly suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and when he was ready, he would add more firewood to the signs of the Indian rebellion for free, just to make it more chaotic, and to make this critical moment go around. The prince who is looking for a "heart-to-heart talk" with the precious princess of another country is too busy to regret it.

After rationalizing his mind, Izmi suddenly slowed down his tone lazily and dangerously prolonging the ending: "Thank you, Prince Xinton, for your many kind words... Oh? You mean, you want to have a private conversation with my concubine?" Have something to say?"

Sensitively aware of the strong warning meaning in these words, Xinton screamed that it was not good, and quickly and cleverly denied and explained: "No, prince, you misunderstood... What I want to say is that I also imagine Izzy Prince Mi, you married such a beautiful and virtuous princess."

Luca, who was routinely eavesdropping behind the pillar, couldn't help but shook his head. It was rare that he kindly decided to pay a moment of silence for the Indian prince who had made a mistake and stepped on a big mine.

——This is the serious consequence of underestimating how much the prince attaches importance to the prince and concubine, which indirectly leads to the wording of food.

——The bursting point of jealousy is much lower than all of them imagined, hey.

I really don’t know if I don’t touch it, but I’m startled when I touch it.

As soon as the last sentence was intended to be polite but was actually a panic, Izumi's hostility was unabashedly released.

He squinted his long and narrow eyes without saying a word, and lay back on the soft couch arrogantly, his powerful knuckles tapped on the wine glass rhythmically, his cold gaze was like a sharp knife gouging out the pestle in place, looking at a loss Prince Hinton.

As the direct party, Casey was noncommittal to Hinton's series of flattery just now, and the arc of the corner of her lips was a little fake.

Even if she didn't rely on her intuition of being punctual at that time, she could see that Prince Xinton's eyes were more disapproving and unpleasant scrutiny...absolutely insincere.

Hmm, maybe a little wobbly?

The one who doubts her the most is probably him himself, right?

This is really fierce with false rumors. If it is true, the most unbelievable thing is the rumor.She is not as familiar with European and African history and obsessed with archeology as her sister is. After coming to ancient times, she has never made unreliable 'prophecies' in front of anyone. How can she be included and make a prophecy? author's title?

Does it mean that anyone who has a "blood relationship" with the goddess of the Nile is considered by the public to have supernatural powers?

Oh, no.

If she remembers correctly, during the days of fleeing and exile with Hasan and the others, she heard a lot of people who were enthusiastic about gossip around the two "goddesses" who turned out to be high-profile and played a rich role. His imagination has fabricated countless bizarre legends that make people laugh and cry.

It has even gone beyond recognition beyond purely satisfying spiritual needs.

She has become one of the most useful signs and slogans—whether it is a peddler selling clay pots or a traveling merchant selling perfume and eye shadow, she opens and closes her mouth and says: "This is the favorite of the Princess of the Nile River." XXX..."

Casey had already changed from being entangled and depressed when she heard it for the first time to being insensitive later on, to the point where she was able to step in and occasionally correct certain details that were too outrageous.

An unofficially, but undoubtedly more popular version of the folklore that is actually more popular among the people than the hearsay and appropriate embellishment of Prince Hinton is: 'The two daughters of Harpy, the goddess of the Nile, knew how to use The demonic daughter who charms the king with sorcery, can capture the heart of the wise king with every move. '

While she was speechless, she couldn't help guessing how much Izmi acquiesced in this raging and outrageous rumor.

After deliberating for a while, she pretended not to see the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two. Strictly speaking, the maker of the tense atmosphere was completely suppressed by Izmi's unilateral momentum. Prince Hinton - determined to shove the hot potato on Kyrol, who is somehow the culprit: "Have you visited the princess of Egypt yet?"

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She thought that she could drive the other party to her sister in a logical manner, but unexpectedly, the dark-skinned Prince Sinton gave her unexpected answer: "I did ask the wise Egyptian princess. However, after staying in the palace for a few days, Egypt Wang still gave the same answer as 'the princess is not feeling well, it is inconvenient to see foreigners'. In order to avoid wasting too much time on the road, I hurried to Pitai, but I don't know if I can get it from you, the princess. A prophecy of vital importance to my Indian nation?"

He seemed to be much calmer than before, although the forced smile was slightly stiff, at least he no longer lost his composure.

After hearing these words, Kathy couldn't help thinking of a "clack" hen called Memphis eagerly: the chubby body covered with fluffy down feathers is due to the strange eyes. The nervousness of facing the enemy was completely blown up, and the abductors flapped their chubby wings in a hurry to protect the naughty, ignorant and mischievous little chickens and fanned the ashes of demonstrations.

She subconsciously muttered to herself: She actually understood Brother-in-law Cheap's bitter mood of 'Please let me calm down'.

I'm afraid the other party is not worried about her sister's health, but more about her fear—too energetic, so terribly curious, so surprisingly powerful—the concubine is bewitched by people's witty words and tricks, and she will insist on making a thrilling show The trip to a foreign country made him have to look for people thousands of miles away again, right?

...It was really hard work.

Seeing that Kathy seemed to be about to intervene, Izmi, who seemed to be constantly overflowing with intrusive momentum, pursed his lips and backed away with a face.He returned to normal and reclined wantonly, looking harmless, with a lazy posture like a tabby cat licking its paws slowly.The dark brown pupils watched the progress of the situation without blinking, and the coldness between the brows and eyes made one wish to stay away from him with respect.

It was as if he no longer intended to utter a word easily, nor did he bother to hide his unkindness towards Hinton.

Casey blinked her eyelashes for a while, and after freezing in the air for a few breaths, she glanced helplessly at this big vinegar bucket that often went around without warning.

Well, she did have nothing to do with him for the time being.

She wasn't ready to talk to him yet... She hadn't forgotten that they were still in a cold war!

But now, she seems to have to say something to Sinton in response, right?

Casey used his brain to think about it seriously, and after a while, he sincerely tried to decline: "The matter is of great importance. I'm afraid I can't predict the future fate of such a huge country..."

Xin Dun closed his eyes, listened to her speech quietly, and suddenly interrupted after a long while: "Then, Princess, do we have to pay a huge price to allow you to see the fate of our country?"

Casey shook her head, silent.

--of course not.

In fact, thanks to her sister, she still has a certain understanding of the reasons for the collapse of ancient Indian civilization—it should be said that she has a vague impression of the rise and fall of the four ancient civilizations.

The water in the Harik River Basin on the east side of the Indus River is drying up, and the lack of abundant water for irrigation directly leads to crop failure. The civil unrest caused by the famine has become more intense, and the civilians who have lost their sense of security instinctively started to plunder each other. There are even Neighboring countries that are eyeing tigers are frequently probing and fighting at the border...

All of them are speeding up the mournful march of this country that has been strong for many years towards death.

Just like a castle built with sand, after a careless wash by the waves, it has no choice but to fall apart.

What puzzled her was that, as the prince, Xinton still had the leisure to travel across the ocean to Egypt at such a critical moment that was related to the survival of the dynasty, and went to and fro in Bethedo in vain, seeking an illusory prophecy!

No, not right.In fact, even if he stayed in the country at this moment, it would not help.

Under the horror of natural disasters, human beings are so insignificant.

In a way, Cayce sincerely admired the boldness and courage of the Indian king who sent him as an envoy.

Perhaps, as the lord of a country, he can also vaguely foresee the sad future... But his only heir is still kept in the dark, showing a reluctant attitude of beating up, pretending to be humble but Anyone could see his disdain.

Is it the last well-intentioned tempering of the only son?I hope that he can realize this cruel fact from the mouths of others, and no longer be immersed in the dream of the never-setting sun; or simply really want to find out the precarious future of a country that has stood for many years?

Casey couldn't figure it out, and didn't bother to guess.

After the turmoil and catastrophe, the star of hope is rising, and the future Indian civilization will once again thrive in the Ganges River Basin in the east.

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