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Lemomena was too lazy to guess what the little pharaoh was going to do after drinking so much water from the Nile River that his stomach was full of whimsical thoughts, and he was not interested in answering it at all.

However, this personal letter of his was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up huge waves that could not be stopped by thousands of layers.

It is a good thing to negotiate peace. The two sides put down their flags and drums, and use a civilized method to resolve the contradictions between the two countries, turning the flames of war into delicious wine and delicacies, and turning bloody fighting into singing and dancing.

It's just that the negotiation conditions he proposed are definitely not a good thing.Lemomenna, at least, thought the condition annoyed her, quite annoyed.

"Your Highness, Pharaoh asked you to sign the peace treaty with Egypt on behalf of the Hittites. Although there are some meanings that are difficult for others. However, this is also an opportunity, and it is your opportunity to take over the Hittites openly." Cusina did not give up any opportunities. , Trying to persuade Lemomenna, who was still unmoved, he sincerely thanked Ramoneses for sending carbon in a timely manner.

The pharaoh's intentions are very clear...to support Lemomenna's claim to the king, with a peace agreement of sincerity.

Silence, a golden cup engraved with simple and simple patterns, quietly held in her hand, just like her eyes, calm and assertive that cannot be questioned.

"Your Highness, Pharaoh must thank you for saving your life. I would like to take this opportunity to express my gratitude. If you insist on not representing Hittite, I'm afraid it will displease Pharaoh. At that time, the hard-won peace may come again..." Raschel hesitated to speak, and raised his eyes to Lemomenna.

She was drinking, her eyes were lightly closed, and her face was gentle and emotionless, making it impossible to understand what she was thinking at the moment.

Da Wuxia stood aside, his tower-like body was as tall and strong as his cold expression, and he was always vigilant. He was like a silent listener, a shadow that stayed out of the way.

The atmosphere in the tent fell into embarrassment, the breeze flowed, the sun was light, and everything was as usual.However, the warm air seemed to be held back by an invisible hand.The feeling of suffocation does not come from your breathing, but that you can breathe normally but cannot think smoothly.

This invisible hand was obviously the woman who was sitting in the bright sunshine, but couldn't shake off the pure black and gloomy aura.

Lemomena's silence completely froze the air, turning the ambiguous autumn color of this room into a disheveled gloomy, including the expressions of the people in front of him.

Seeing such a scene, Aziz's sunny smile didn't diminish at all, but became even stronger. "Let me see, that little pharaoh is just playing with his temper. He clearly knows that His Highness doesn't want to interfere in Hittite's political affairs, and he wrote such a letter to add to the trouble. He is simply afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

Glancing at him, Kusina scolded reproachfully: "I think you are the only one who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic! You know that you are looking for trouble all day long, so you can't shut up and stay quietly."

He raised his eyebrows indifferently, grinned happily, and his playful and provocative expression made people angry. "My lord Kusina, you see that you are in such a hurry, why bother? Your Highness doesn't want to care about the Hittite-Egyptian affair, so what's the use of being anxious. Pharaoh made it very clear that if His Highness doesn't show up, he Won't make peace with any Hittites. Well, no peace, no peace. Fight, keep fighting! I'd like to see which one is the Egyptian camels covered in sand, or the ownerless idiots downstream More powerful?"

"You, you----" Kusina was completely speechless, his face turned blue with anger, and he wished to slap Aziz's slapstick-like smiling face for Aziz's cynical tone.

A slight smile flashed across her brown eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

"It doesn't matter if they will fight for a few more years. When Egypt comes to fight, we will just retreat. Letting the Egyptians help us contain the Hittite army is exactly what we wish for." He raised his eyebrows reluctantly, and the more he talked, the more interested he was. He even went to the chair and sat down, picked up the copper pot on the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it with a smile.

Remomenna did not express dissatisfaction with Aziz's casualness.On the contrary, she raised her eyebrows slightly, raised her wine glass at Aziz, and the two drank it in a gulp... It seemed that the situation of the game between the two countries had nothing to do with them, and the tense atmosphere in front of them Important talk, more has nothing to do with them.

The atmosphere that made people anxious and angry, but because of Lemomena's small movements of putting down the wine glass and crossing his fingers, some subtle changes occurred.

Anyone who knows her well knows that this little action is a signal that she needs to think quietly.

Raschel wanted to say something, but was stopped by Kusina who coughed lightly, and he lowered his head resentfully.

After waiting for a moment, Aziz shook the cup in his hand, the red liquid swayed slightly in the golden cup, and the shattered sunlight flashed on a circle of fine ripples.

"Otherwise, negotiate with Egypt in the name of... the Regent. Your Highness, what do you think?"

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly, some were shocked, suspicious, surprised, and more... indifferent.

Kusina thought for a while, and although this proposal was not as satisfactory as letting Lemomenna be the king directly, it was also considered a way to become the master of Hittite.What's more, at present, Rimormena's resoluteness in refusing to become king seems unshakable.Everyone takes a step back, and a compromise method may be able to impress this stubborn Hittite princess who is as stubborn as a rock in the wind.

"Your Highness, since Egypt intends to seek peace, how can we ignore the Hittites falling into war again? I understand that you don't want to get involved in the Hittite state affairs, but the Hittite soldiers and people are innocent. Years of wars have made them Suffering, how many pairs of eyes are looking forward to the return of relatives from the Anatolian plateau, do you have the heart to live up to their expectations? Please consider the overall situation and consider Aziz's proposal." Cousy After finishing speaking, he sighed and nodded respectfully.

Raschel nodded along behind Cusina, Aziz also got up and lowered his head slowly, and even Davusha, who had never said a word, bowed to Lemomenna in salute.

It seems that they all quite agree with this proposal.

Glancing at these loyal subordinates, their begging eyes made her fall into gloomy contemplation.

The gentle breeze blows gently, bringing a little fragrant and sweet fragrance, stirring a piece of dull and sluggish air, slowly giving birth to a vivid and gorgeous taste, but faintly concealing a depressive and urgent message.

Sitting quietly, brown eyes lowered gently, staring at the crossed fingers, with deep gaze, moving slowly between the knuckle-knuckle right hand and the flax-stacked left hand, there was a long silence.

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"Prince Regent?" A line of astonishment flashed across his blue eyes for a moment.

"Well, that fellow Aziz has already thought of this countermeasure, and he just waits for Kusina to say that it's useless to talk about it, and then he will offer up this compromise method like a treasure, so that both of us can understand each other. We can give each other a step." Rubbing between her eyebrows, she couldn't get rid of the melancholy and irritability rooted in her heart. She knew that Aziz's attack on Ramones must have intentions, but she didn't expect... the Prince Regent , Thankfully he figured it out.

Wan Er smiled, and the slight sadness and slight injury spread out with the breeze in the forest, which was not easy to detect. "It's hard for him to come up with such a good way."

He raised his eyebrows, his face sinking like water. "Okay? Where is it good? Whether it's the king or the regent, I'm not interested."

"Can you really let go? If Egypt continues to fight Hittite, can you really just walk away?" With a smile on his head, he pulled his skirt lightly and walked forward along the grass, walking slowly.

"..." Seeing a piece of moonlight slipping from Kalixi's thin shoulders, his eyes trembled slightly, and he followed up unhurriedly, followed the steps with a low sigh, and scattered among the colorful shades under the tree behind him .

"Perhaps, this is your irrevocable method...the Regent." Looking sideways, he smiled lightly and said lightly.

"Are you sincere, or are you joking with me?" In the crisp autumn weather, her chest felt tight and uncomfortable, and the lingering hostility made her want to find someone to fight.

"At this juncture, how can I be in the mood to joke with you. The Pharaoh named you to discuss peace with you alone. Either you conjure a Hittite king for him, or you can only show up as the regent." It was helpless, It's dazed, dejected,...resignation to fate.

The last strand of blood of the Timotu Dynasty has a fate that cannot be escaped. This is a mission responsibility that Lemomenna cannot easily let go, and it is also entangled in their desire to abandon all dreams of escapism and seclusion... This is a simple dream, so simple that I just want to live the life of ordinary people, without heavy military affairs, without cumbersome etiquette constraints, without people's attention... just the two of them.

"That damned little pharaoh, if I knew today, I really shouldn't have saved him and let him die of poison. I don't have to fall into his schemes now. Damn it!" Cursed indecently, frowning with anger The black shadow of the night sky is so dark that even the black of the night sky is even worse.

Wan Er smiled, and walked towards the silver-rippling river in front of her, silent.

Khalixi's silence made this dense night even heavier. The night wind pushed layers of clouds from the sky. The moonlight, which was proud and bright just now, lost its light in an instant, and a piece of enchanting thick ink swallowed the world. .

"As long as you don't agree, I won't accept this matter." Hu Er stretched out his hand to hold Kalixi's wrist hanging by his side. The silent infiltration of breath burned Lemomena's staring eyes.