swear to love heaven

The eyes of maikos radiate seductive and charming light, and their demonic smiles attract people's attention. They can't help but follow their graceful dancing postures, and the ringing of the silver bells wrapped around their slender waists. With crisp voices and unrestrained smiles on everyone's faces, they were intoxicated together by the enchanting music soaked in the aroma of wine and fire.

The quaint rhythm almost has an aphrodisiac effect.

While eating the fruit, Kalixi glanced around. The alcohol in people's bodies gradually made these ministers who usually sit in a state of turmoil show a wanton and indulgent expression. Wine, sex, and music.

His eyes turned slightly, and his blue fire eyes quietly reflected the side face beside him... Lemomena was as quiet as before, even quieter.

She was drinking, her eyes were light and her expression was calm.

It seemed that, feeling Kalixi's gaze, she turned her face away, and the corners of her mouth raised a gentle arc, facing the night wind, the lights were scattered brightly, dazzlingly sparse, but also dazzlingly charming.

Wan Er smiled, unable to hide the trace of embarrassment missing from the corners of her eyes, a few strands of black hair fell down her shoulders, timely blocking the rich blush on her face.

Stretching out his hand, he brushed the hair on the side of her face behind her ear, and gently stroked her fingertips along the delicate auricle, making small, soundless movements.The slow music rang in the ears, enchantingly awakening the silent soul sleeping in the brown eyes, a brown streamer, shining with fiery enthusiasm.

There was a tickling temptation coming from the sensitive earrings, and he was in a trance for a while, forgetting everything around him, looking deeply into the brown vortex that completely swallowed his fragile soul, sinking deeper and deeper.

After a long while, they suddenly realized that they were in the brightly lit dinner hall. This huge and bustling hall was full of people celebrating the truce between the two countries. They were all prominent ministers and generals in the two countries.

But Lemomena stared at him with such fiery and affectionate eyes that Khaleesi wanted to find a place to hide.Could it be that this person, who never knew what to hide, didn't realize that everyone's eyes were cast on them from the beautiful maikos. The surprise and guessing in those eyes were enough to make this gorgeous celebration banquet cast a cloud of misery. Do not go to the eerie atmosphere.

The reminder choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak out in front of everyone to make the Hittite regent restrain his behavior.Khaleesi could only frown tightly, a strange look of shyness and sullenness climbed up her brows, vaguely.

The brown light, dotted with flickering flames, flickered lightly, followed by Lemomena turning his head slowly, his long and narrow eyes catching indifferent and cold eyes, scanning the people sitting in the hall.

Suddenly, there were some small sounds in the ear, like the clear and crisp sound of drinking wine, and the relaxed and casual conversation like teasing, and there are also persuading drinks to say goodbye... Turning her head, Kalixi's eyes fell on the shadowy figure The main hall was slightly stunned.

The wine is still drinking; the dancing is still dancing; the music is still playing; the smile is still on the face.It seems that everything is business as usual.

However, it is obviously different from the previous frivolous and frivolous atmosphere, as if... there are faint whispers in the crowd, and the twinkling eyes are avoiding, always inadvertently slipping past the throne of several layers of stone steps, but Dare not stay for a moment.

"Karixi." Impressively, a voice whispered, coming from the young pharaoh who was also sitting on the top of the stone platform.

Gathered his mind, nodded with a smile, and replied: "Your Majesty."

Ramoneses was lying on his side on a soft gold silk couch, surrounded by four Egyptian maidservants. They knelt by the couch, serving the handsome pharaoh dutifully, with happy and proud cautious smiles on their faces.

"When will you come to Egypt for a visit? I will personally take you to visit the Nile River. Don't you really want to see the mother river of Egypt?"

Hearing this proposal, Kalixi raised a bright smile, and instantly snatched away the brilliance released by countless fire lights in the hall, the same brilliance, but different brilliance.

"Thank you for your majesty's invitation. You are so busy, and Khaleesi dare not occupy your precious time."

With a chuckle, the empty wine glass was filled again, and the golden glass was shaken. The bloody red liquid had golden ripples of fire, and the same fire ripples rippling in the eyes of Ramoneses, a layer of obvious Eagerness and tenderness strike, instantly.

"Even if you are busy, how can you beat the desire to accompany a beautiful princess? Your arrival will definitely eclipse the stars over the Nile River. I am really looking forward to it. Don't refuse me again and again, or I will It would be really sad."

His ardent invitation was faintly too eager, so that the people around could hear the young pharaoh's seemingly genuine affection for the little Syrian princess hidden in his words.

Smiling, using this touch of tranquility and softness to cover up her embarrassment, Kalixi stretched out her hand to pick up the blue-yellow sand dates on the plate, just when it was close to her lips, a hand took it away first, and she couldn't help being startled.

"Don't eat this, it's not easy to digest, and you'll complain of stomachache later at night." Lemomena's voice was taken for granted, she put down the dates, picked a slice of watermelon from the plate on the table, and handed it to Ka In front of Lixi, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes were smiling.

After receiving it, the cold temperature of the melon slices spread to the fingertips, but it turned into a melting warmth. The sweet fruity fragrance wrapped around the breath, and the light and sweet smell wrapped around the blue eyes in every detail, quietly.

The curvature of Lemomen Nayan's lips was as shallow as the shadow of an evening wind, comfortable and soft, just right for ambiguity.

With an untimely sweetness, he lowered his head and tasted the watermelon in his hand. The sweetness in his mouth forced the blush on his face to deepen a bit.

The brown eyes swept lightly, just in time to catch a glimpse of Ramonsis' eyes, it was a kind of eyes that couldn't tell whether it was joking or indifferent.There is only one thing, and Lemomena knows very well that such a look hides a little helpless...jealousy.

The pharaoh who dominated the desert was so unabashed about his jealousy. Although the expression written on that handsome face was covered by the slightly drunken wine, it was still hard to ignore the deep sense of loss.

The four eyes met each other, a cluster of electric lights rubbed against each other, carrying the inexplicably dry smell of gunpowder that made the air around them float warm and fragrant, and they refused to give in to each other.

"This is delicious, you have a taste." The soft words, mixed with a hint of pastry's seductive honey fragrance, the lightness of the morning mist wrapped around the sun, without leaving any traces, interrupted the confrontation between two clusters of tit-for-tat. .

Looking down at the pastry that Kalixi handed over, the moment her brows relaxed, she took her hand holding the pastry, pulled it to her mouth, and took a bite of the delicate soft cake, with slow movements and a lazy smile.

"Is it tasty?"

"Yeah." Nodding with a smile, the sweetness between her lips and teeth is still unfinished, and the brilliant fire dotted in the bottom of her brown eyes is also unrequitedly yearning for the exquisite smile in front of her eyes.

A maid brought the wine glass to Ramonsis's tight lips, and then whispered something in his ear.Suddenly, he laughed loudly, raised his head and drank the wine that the maid fed to his mouth, and the maid smiled triumphantly and coquettishly.

This silent and mysterious confrontation finally dissipated like a breeze. As the flames by the window drew the tantalizing night into the brightly lit hall, the people caught up in the sound of drinking and dancing did not notice That wonderful scene just now... Or, not everyone noticed it.

Sharma leaned back on the soft chair, retracted her gaze from the stone platform just now, the corners of her lips slightly raised, drinking wine alone.Bashe, who was beside him, had already been drunk, was knocking on the table with a hookah stick, and accompanied the beautiful maiko with a fascinated expression.

The maid stepped forward to pour wine for her, she smiled, which attracted a bold and teasing wink from the young maid.Raising her eyebrows indifferently, what is more attractive than the arc of her lips is the arrogance and casualness in her brown eyes, her unbridled flamboyance, her unbridled indulgence, her unrestrained... Luomo.

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The evening wind, clear and pure, flew by silently, sweeping away the smell of wine that filled the nose and mouth, and the faint and fragrant fragrance of flowers infiltrated the chest cavity, washing away the chaos and dullness brought about by the messy hall behind him.

"Your Majesty Pharaoh, he..." Biting her lip, Khaleesi hesitated to speak.

Pulling Kalisi together for a walk in the moonlit courtyard, Lemomena laughed silently, and said softly, "He proposed to you, didn't he?"

Surprised, the clouds in the sky dissipated, and a full moon fell into the startled blue eyes, creating a piece of silver-white turmoil. "you know?"

Nod, sigh, very low. "It's hard to hide things like this. He's an Egyptian pharaoh, and he has more eyeliners around him than there are stars in the sky."

Kalixi is not sure whether Lemomena's sigh full of despondency comes from her emotion that she concealed the marriage proposal, or it simply comes from her sigh of Ramos' proposal...

Moment speechless, silent.

The holding hands became the only connection between the two at this moment, and the warm touch was very real.However, what is more real is their sudden silence and uneasiness at not knowing how to speak.

"Why did you reject him?" She asked, it seemed that she was not asking Kalixi, but the cold night breeze who was stroking the green armor on the side of her face like a sympathizer.The soft voice, but said a sentence as heavy as a thousand weights, there is a kind of distress after depression.