swear to love heaven

"In the future, it's best not to try to confront me like this again, or openly in front of these people. Kalixi, my temper is not as good as you imagine." Her voice was as light as a spring breeze, without the tit-for-tat just now, At this moment, the former gentleness and peace were restored between them.

It's just... under this kind of gentleness, there seems to be some sudden hesitation hidden, which comes from the two pairs of eyes looking at each other.

After a long while, suddenly he raised a smile like a mountain flower after the rain, beautiful and elegant. "Yes, Your Highness. Khaleesi has remembered, and will not dare in the future."

His eyes flickered lightly, helplessly. "Little girl... I'm hungry, what's for dinner tonight?"

Startled suddenly, she raised her hand to cover her half-open mouth, her beautiful eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and her blue eyes were full of annoyance. "I heard that King Hittite sent someone to deliver a message. I forgot to cook when I was in a hurry. I will prepare it right away."

"No need." He waved his hand, walked to the table and sat down, took the parchment and opened it, closing his eyes. "Let them do it."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself, a few simple dishes will be ready soon, you wait for me." After finishing speaking, she pulled up her skirt and walked hurriedly.

"That..." Suddenly, she raised her eyes from the file, and a bunch of eyes were hidden in the raised lip line.

"Ok?"

"Be careful not to put in the budan grass juice." After saying these words lightly, ignoring Kalixi's suddenly stunned expression, Lemomena lowered his head again, concentrating on the densely packed documents, with the corners of his eyes slightly bent.

As the curvature of the lips became fuller, the blue eyes were also filled with light and joy, and he nodded again, like a naughty child coping with the elder's instructions, speaking with arrogance.

"Yes, I will proceed with caution, Your Highness."

Khaleesi hurriedly trotted and disappeared by the door, but she didn't know that there was a thoughtful gaze behind her, intertwined with the unpredictable lights and evening wind, it was the gloomy gaze from Princess Hittite behind the table.

Khaleesi, she is like a ray of light, not as hot as the sun, not as condensed as the moonlight, not as illusory as the lights... She has her own brilliance, which can easily illuminate the eyes of people around her.

What is charming about her is definitely not her exquisite face, but her heart full of courage and wisdom, like a flower growing on the edge of a cliff, swaying in the wind, you are always worried that she will come at any time Withered in the turbulent wind.

However, being rooted on the cliff has given her great courage that others can't imagine.And her wisdom is the brilliant energy that makes her impossible to be ignored. It can make her release the dazzling light as she pleases, fascinating people's eyes, and even more fascinating people's hearts...

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"your Highness."

Kusina's voice came from behind, putting the Boudan fruit into the stone bowl, Kalixi turned her head and smiled slightly. "Lord Cusina."

Kusina obviously had something to say, his hands and feet were cramped, and his expression was a little hesitant.

"What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

"Yes, oh, no." Nodding his head, his voice was rather reserved.

Pick up a stone and press the fruit, the dark red juice is flowing down the small hole at the bottom of the bowl into the stone trough below, a faint bitter smell rushes into the nose. "My lord, look at your expression, what's the matter?"

Kusina murmured for a while, then suddenly looked at Khaleesi seriously, took a step back, and suddenly knelt down. "Your Highness, thank you."

Startled suddenly, she dropped the things in her hands, not caring about the red juice on her hands, Kalixi hurried forward to hold Kusina's arm, trying to pull him up, but he knelt stubbornly and refused to get up.

"Lord Cusina, what are you doing, get up!" Anxious, his face flushed slightly in the bright autumn wind, his wavy long hair slid over his arms, and a patch of chaotic sunlight shone in his hair.

"Princess, you have persuaded His Royal Highness Lemomena, the villain should thank you."

Shaking his head, he was really at a loss by the middle-aged general, and said anxiously and angrily: "Master Cusina, get up quickly, or I will really get angry."

"Yes." Standing up, he took another half step back, distanced himself from Khaleesi, and nodded respectfully.

Sighing heavily, Kalixi heard a lot about Kusina's deeds from Aziz in the face of this man who was not familiar with him... He was guarding the southern border of the Hittites with a heavy army, and he was so brave and good at fighting that he repeatedly violated the border at that time. The Egyptian army had lingering fears and was loyally stationed in the southern part of the Hittite Empire where wars continued. His bravery and loyalty won the appreciation of Pietiha.

Until the change of the royal family that shocked the whole Hittite country, Cusina was unable to restore the situation, and was unwilling to obey the brutal La Balsa.So, he took his family and left the general's mansion, but was besieged by his colleagues on the way, and wanted to use his head as a stepping stone on the way to promotion.

The former comrades-in-arms became enemies. Fortunately, some of his subordinates who were still loyal to him tried their best to protect him and his family from escaping.However, his wife did not survive, and Cusina watched her fall to the sword of the Hittite soldiers.

La Balsa charged Cusina with an unwarranted crime of treason and issued an order to arrest him throughout the territory.

Those who survived fled to the Ponting Mountains in the north of the Anatolian Plateau, where they turned into bandits and robbed rich and unkind nobles and high-ranking officials.

Since then, this great general who has dominated the battlefield has completely disappeared into the vast mountains and plains from the Jagged Empire with more than [-] generals.

"Lord Cusina, you don't need to thank me. It's not just your responsibility to protect Lemomena, it's also... mine." The voice was calm, with unwavering conviction hidden in it, which made people feel confused perseverance.

Slightly startled, Kusina's eyebrows were heavy like a cloud, and he was speechless for a while.

Seeing him looking at her in such confusion, Khaleesi picked up the fruits in the basket and put them into the stone bowl with light movements and indifferent eyes.It seemed that the person standing aside with the staring eyes did not exist, such a casual and indifferent Khaleesi made Kusina hesitate, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

"My lord, can I trouble you to invite Aziz to come over? I have something to tell him." Hu Er spoke softly, with a quiet smile rippling in his sea-blue eyes.

His eyes flickered, he bowed his head and saluted, then turned and walked towards the camp.

Watching Kusina's back, he let out a long sigh, and the clear smile in his eyes remained unchanged, but an indescribable tiredness was added.

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"Tell me what you know."

"Yes. There are so many things, the villain really doesn't know where to start."

"Let's start with why you want to find me, Davousha."

"Yes, Your Highness." Nodding his head, a dark light flashed in his capable eyes.

He stretched out his hand and raised it slightly, pointing to the chair beside him, and said lightly: "Sit down, I guess what you have to say must be very long."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Going to the chair and sitting down, looking at Lemomena who was sitting on the soft chair, he said seriously: "Your Highness, the villain is looking for you because this is the hand of the previous leader of the dead army. When taking over the power of commander-in-chief, there must be a task to be taken on at the same time."

With an expressionless face, indifferent and distant brown eyes, lingering in the cold light of the slightly cold autumn night, Lemomena's quiet appearance at this time will always make people feel strange, as if...the breath is caught by something Sneaking in and out without a sound, it is the unpredictable wind, the coldness of the night, the real and terrifying feeling, but it cannot be described in words.

"The person that all the leaders are looking for all their lives may not exist at all, or anyone in the ends of the earth. However, we have never given up hope. As the army of the dead continues to expand and grow, we believe that one day, we can Find the person who bears the miracle." Da Wuxia's thick black brows were tightly frowned, and fleeting distant memories flashed in his eyes. The old leader entrusted both power and responsibility to his father when he was dying. In his hand, at the same time, he also gave the old leader's great regret.

For a long while, both of them were immersed in the heavy and unusual atmosphere in the tent, each silent to the rushing and faint sound of waves filling their ears, a strand of trance, a strand of sadness.

The evening wind swirled past the curtain, shaking away a swaying shadow lurking in the flames, Da Wuxia opened his mouth softly, and uttered a word that was even more unpredictable.

"You are the real... master of the dead army."