swear to love heaven

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, watching the scenery outside change little by little from the linen curtain, from the lively market, to the sparsely populated suburbs, and to the gradually desolate plains, as the wheels turn round and round, Khaleesi knew she was getting farther and farther away from home.

In order to avoid the high temperature in summer, the team usually advances in the early morning and afternoon, and will find a shady place to rest at noon. At this time, Kalixi can come out of the stuffy carriage, so that the blood that is not flowing smoothly in the body can be relieved. Slowly flowing again in the paralyzed limbs.

"Princess, drink some water." Titi handed over the water bag.

Received it, took a sip, broke off a piece of cake in his hand, and put it in front of Halulu, only to see a chameleon that was so fat that it was still slender except for the tail, slowly crawling over with its round belly shaking, big mouth He gnawed on the delicious meatloaf.

"Titi, is the Hittite king as scary as everyone said?" Whenever everyone was resting, Kalisi could always hear people talking about the famous Hittite king, and the most talked about was his cruelty and insidiousness. The more she heard it, the more flustered she became. She couldn't imagine that she would live with such a terrible person in the future.

Looking at Khaleesi's wrinkled little face, that weeping look, it really made Titi unable to tell the truth. "Princess, don't listen to those people's nonsense, Hittite king... well, he must be a bit stricter to be the Hittite king, but he is not a heinous villain. You are so beautiful, Hittite The king will definitely like you, don't worry." The comforting words didn't even sound convincing to myself.

He lowered his face, and the breeze under the tree gently lifted the long black hair up and down, casting it on the ground, a black shadow of the same ups and downs, unpredictable.

"Titi, I don't want to go to Hittite, and I don't want to marry the king of Hittite." After a long while, she heard a crying nasal voice from her trembling hair, the hand holding half of the cake trembled slightly, and her voice trembled too. Powerful, because of fear.

Titi looked around vigilantly, making sure that no one was around, held Kalixi's hand, and said nervously: "Princess, don't talk nonsense, you can't say such things in the future, do you understand?"

"Why?" He raised his eyes, sucked his nose, tears streaming down his face.

"Princess, you must marry the Hittite king. This is..." Titi blinked, and she didn't know what to say. After a while, she suddenly remembered something, and said seriously: "This is God's will. We Do not disobey God's instructions."

She froze for a moment, her slender eyelashes stained with tears, flickering in the grotesque and colorful shadows cast down through the leaves. "What if... what if God's will is wrong?"

I was stunned, I didn't expect her to ask such a question, and I was speechless to answer.

The hot wind was blowing from the sun, whirling past a master and a servant, but failed to blow away the atmosphere between them, exaggerating the dejected atmosphere, quiet.

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"Forgive me, I really didn't know this was for Menna, I thought, I thought----" Stepping backwards, one step deeper and one step shallower, the girl in front of her whose cheeks were flushed because of anger was not the scariest.However, the dagger in her hand that was shining with a cold light was indeed a real one.

"What do you think!? You didn't know who it was for, so you ate it up, Aziz, you're dead! Stop, do you hear me, Aziz, stop!" The girl's bright brown The gleam in his eyes was enough to burn a big hole out of the handsome smiling face in front of him.

"Your father wants to see me, and I want to see him right away. We're continuing the night, Venessa!" Aziz shouted back, his gleaming teeth, against his triumphant smile, made the chasing The girl behind her was so angry that her seven orifices were filled with smoke.

"Aziz, stop!"

Aziz waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye he had already run to a big tent, stopped panting, straightened his slightly messy clothes, lifted the curtain and slipped in.

Venessa chased after the tent, just about to go in, raised her hand in the air, then put it down again, because she heard a voice inside that made her suddenly nervous, she combed her hair that was blown by the wind, Pulling up the curtain, he lowered his head slightly and walked into the tent lightly.

There were two middle-aged men sitting on the left side of the tent, and Aziz was sitting on the right side. When he saw Vanessa coming in, he blinked mischievously.

"Father." Venisha nodded to the dark-faced man on the left, then looked at the stern-faced middle-aged man beside him, and called out politely: "Uncle Muhari."

"I heard your voice from afar, a girl who doesn't understand any rules." Cusina frowned and reprimanded softly.

Ignoring her father's accusations, Venessa's gaze unconsciously turned to the front of the map stand, on the black-soaked back, just like the night fell, the black is unrestrained, and can occupy people's flickering and wandering eyes in an instant.

"Venissa, why are you in a daze? We still have important things to discuss, so let's go out." Kusina shook his head. It seemed that he was really used to this daughter, and the older he got, the more presumptuous he became.

Startled for a moment, he then withdrew his gaze from the black cloak, spending a lot of effort. "Menna, I burned rabbits tonight, come over and eat them." Smiling, he looked at the slender figure in front of the map stand, and came in from himself. This figure kept the same posture from the beginning to the end, without moving a bit.

Suddenly, the black cloak turned around slowly. Although there was no hood to cover the face, there was still a face scarf covering most of the face, leaving only a pair of slightly curly brown hair hidden in front of the forehead, shining with sharp light narrow eyes.

Very lightly and slowly, he nodded and said nothing.

It was such a simple action that immediately won Vanessa's bright and flowery smile. She excitedly responded with a sweet smile, then nodded towards Kusina and Muhari, and ran out of the tent.

"Venesha is getting bigger and more beautiful. The boys in the mountains are all gearing up to pursue her. I don't see that we will be able to drink the wedding wine of Venessa in a year or two." Muhari said with a low smile , his eyes drifted to Aziz on the opposite side, and he curled his lips uncomfortably when he found that his words made him curl his lips uncomfortably, and Muhari's strange smile widened to his eyes.

"Who is unlucky enough to marry my troublesome daughter? An excellent young man would not like such a girl. You see, she has no rules at all. It was because her mother died early that I spoiled her." It's broken." Cusina shook his head helplessly, waved his hands regretfully, and sighed.

"When will the marriage team arrive in Keshi City?" A voice coldly interrupted the two of them's domestic gossip. It was a deep voice, but it could be heard that it was a woman.

Her words made the two men cough lightly at the same time, and sat up slightly.

"According to the itinerary, we should reach Keshi City in about eighteen days." Muhali replied, got up and walked to the huge cowhide map, stood side by side with Lemomenna, and pointed to a small dot on the map. "We set off tomorrow, and we can reach Keshi in fifteen days at the latest."

The light in the tent is not particularly bright, the only light source is the skylight with the roof open, the sunlight is projected from the square skylight on the rough ground, and the fine dust is suspended in the air where the sunlight passes, like plankton hovering quietly A space filled with moisture from the mountains.

The brown eyes are similar in color to that short curly hair, but because of the indifference and indifference, these eyes always reveal an arrogance that is difficult to get close to.

The brown cold light quietly pierced through the sunlight that had settled in the pupil membranes, and completely shattered the microwave golden light in an instant.

"Let's go tomorrow morning, everyone have a good rest tonight." She said calmly, walked to the couch and sat down, opened the scroll of parchment on the low table, bowed her head and read it intently.

Anyone who knows Lemomena knows that this is how she sees off guests.

The three of them came in front of her, nodded, and walked out of the tent back and forth, leaving only the black figure behind the table that was about to merge with the surrounding environment, sitting silently in the light breeze, maintaining a condensed air of solitude.