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Raising his eyebrows, a trace of surprise crossed his handsome face without warning, and a smile of interest spread in those long and narrow black eyes, looking like he was waiting to be solved.

"I did have a serious illness when I was young, and it was true that I was unconscious for a while, but..." She smiled lightly, her brows and eyes vividly supporting the flickering lights, a confusing smile. "I'm not stupid, nor crazy."

With an unexpected smile, his unpredictable eyes were full of curiosity, and Ramonesis had a clear interest in the little princess in front of him.

What happened to Khalixi made her prefer to pretend to be a stupid child with insanity, rather than to be a healthy princess, enjoy the luxurious and luxurious palace life that should belong to her, and then marry with infinite glory? to a certain monarch.

Seeing the undisguised doubt on Ramoneses' face, Khaleesi turned her face away, stared at the white curtain dancing gracefully and lightly in the light-scented night wind with empty eyes, lost her mind...

Memories, like tides, rolled over the bits and pieces of these years, washing away the secrets she kept deep in her heart.

Watching my mother die of illness in loneliness and sadness, watching the sisters around me get married off one by one, listening to the whispering exchanges among the maids, I know that the princesses who are married to foreign countries are like flowers in the wind one after another , withered in a deep palace in a foreign country, she... was scared.

Fear is like a beautiful mother who silently closed her disappointed eyes because she couldn’t see her husband when she was dying of illness; she was like those sisters who passed away with the wind alone in helplessness and loneliness in a tall palace in a foreign country ; Fearing that one day, I will embark on the road of marrying far away like them, and embark on the miserable life that all women born in the royal family will face.

Therefore, she no longer speaks intelligently, but only smiles foolishly.

Slowly, she was forgotten by her father in the indifferent blood, and abandoned by the magnificent Syrian court in an unknown and dilapidated corner.

Quietly, she lived a peaceful and hard life, but she was safe and happy... As a forgotten and foolish princess, Khaleesi found the simple life that was most suitable for her.

The slightly intoxicated night wind, accompanied by the faint fragrance, flowed in the quiet space, dotted with the voice of Kalixi, which was as light as running water, and the tranquility of Ramoneses seemed a little dignified, vaguely.

"You are the most special princess I have ever seen, Khaleesi." When Kaleexi finished telling this deep secret with a sad smile, Ramosses said softly, with a serious voice, Appreciative look.

He raised his eyes and nodded. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment."

Sitting upright, hands on knees, a sigh slipped out.For some reason, he felt the long-lost helplessness, not for himself, but for the powerlessness of the noble royal blood flowing in his body.

"There are some things we can't change. Born of responsibility, die of responsibility, right, Khaleesi?"

Closing his eyes, holding back the astringent swelling at the corners of his eyes, but still unable to stop the tears from sliding down his cold cheeks in time, he nodded gently and took a deep breath. "Yes, Your Majesty."

The atmosphere is very dignified, even revealing a trace of sadness, inexplicable.

Disliking the invisible weight that oppressed his breathing, Ramonsis suddenly smiled, regained his arrogant and arrogant kingly appearance, and clapped his hands lightly.

"You must be hungry. I've been on the road these days, and I definitely haven't eaten good food. Let me treat you well. Although this is in the wilderness, my cooks can still make the best use of what they have. level."

The maid who came in with the curtain, got the order of Ramones, bowed and retreated.

Followed by a chuckle, reserved and dignified. "Yes, thank you Your Majesty for your hospitality."

His eyes were like torches, and there was a wave of deep light hovering in his black eyes, making no secret of his strange good mood tonight. Ramoss watched Khaleesi with a smile and said nothing, under the flickering lights, there was an ambiguous feeling hidden Light incense……

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The black wind pushed thick clouds to cover the moonlight, and the black cloak fluttered in the wind. It was impossible to tell whether it was the shadow of the night wind or the struggling sigh of the moonlight.

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and the small stones on the ground jumped up and down like boiling water droplets with the sound of hooves that kept rising and roaring, and the slightly larger stones also made a trembling beeping sound.

A line of white smoke appeared in the brown eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled into an overwhelming cloud of smoke and dust, rushing fiercely towards the face.

"Very punctual, Kusina." The clear voice came from behind the mask, and Lemomena pulled the reins to calm the restless horse, and reached out to pat its slender and strong neck.

He drove forward, nodded, and responded respectfully: "Is the journey going well?"

Nodding, he glanced behind Cusina with brown eyes. An unusually tall figure sitting on horseback was slowly approaching them, his eyes flickering, and he replied with a smile, "It went well."

"Let me introduce the leader of the dead army..." He turned sideways, glanced behind him, and raised his hand. "This is Lord Dawushya."

Raising his eyebrows, the face behind the mask let out an indulgent smile, which expanded silently and suddenly, but unfortunately no one saw it.

"Finally we meet, Lord Dawuxia."

The tall and burly Da Wuxia sat on the horse with a straight and tough waist. The voice he opened his mouth was the same as his body, full of toughness without fear of everything, and what he said was straightforward and without any tactful.

"Please prove that this thing is yours."

He took out a piece of blood-stained linen from his arms, opened it, and a piece of dark blue nail-like skin lay in the night wind. The delicate lines bloomed with a cold and glaring strange color, just when there was no moonlight above his head.

With a flicker of eyes, he stretched out his hand to lift the hood of the cloak, pulled it lightly with his fingertips, and the mask slipped off. On a chiseled face, a layer of turbulent blue was dazzling on the left cheek, unruly, meandering.

Da Wuxia's eyes tightened suddenly, he was at a loss for a while, and after a while, he was ecstatically excited.Immediately dismounted, walked to Lemomena's horse, knelt down on one knee, bowed his head in respect and awe, even the arrogant and unruly voice just now disappeared, full of sincere and humble respect.

"We have been looking for you for too long. The wish of the seven leaders of the dead army has finally come true in Da Wuxia..." Raising his head, looking up at Lemomenna, Da Wuxia was tense. The face trembled from being too excited, and so did the voice.

"Wake up, I have a lot of questions, and I need you to help me answer them, but now is not the time, we are short on time. Please mobilize your troops to follow me to Kadesh City, I have a promise to fulfill. The specific situation, you should have already I heard from Kushina that our enemy is the Egyptian army, are you willing to support me, Lord Davushia?" Her voice was not loud, gentle and casual, even with a hint of pleading, but it made the people around They all heard a hint of hidden majesty.

Laugh, sincerely. "You don't need to ask for my opinion. Your wish is the will of the [-] dead army behind me. Don't say that the opponent is an Egyptian, even if it is a god in the sky, we will not back down. The dead army will follow you to heaven. Please give me your order."

He nodded politely, and then looked at the dark crowd, the undulating crowd, quietly spreading the overwhelming breath of death, as the brown eyes passed through the crowd, this breath seemed to be unraveled by a certain spell Unshackled, it suddenly expanded.

Withdrawing his gaze, he said with a satisfied smile: "Thank you, after the matter is over, we need to have a good talk, Mr. Da Wuxia."

"Please call the villain by his name directly. In front of you, the villain is just an insignificant reckless man. When you have time, the villain will truthfully answer all your questions and wait for your summons at any time." Nodded, Retreating to his horse, his consistent modest attitude was completely different from the previous arrogant expression, which really surprised Aziz and others.

I really don't understand why Da Wuxia, who led the dead army to walk on the brink of danger and death, and caused headaches to all countries, had such a drastic change in attitude after seeing the strange skin armor on Lemomenna.

What kind of secrets does that layer of armor-like, blue-colored skin hide?

This layer of skin armor covered half of Lemomena's body, like a layer of innate armor protecting its owner.However, apart from its inexplicable and strange origin, why even the fearsome death army respects it in every possible way? Is there something strange about this blue armored skin?