swear to love heaven

"Of course there is a way, but the time is not yet ripe, let them run rampant for a while, there is always a time to deal with them."

Nodding slightly, a strand of black hair silently passed over her neck, hanging in the light corridor wind, rippling with a faint fragrance. "Then I will wait and see, His Royal Highness the Regent."

He smiled and said nothing.After walking along the blue-gray corridor for a while, she suddenly asked, "Do you want to... come with me."

"Where to go?"

"Hall of Stones."

With a sudden startled expression, even the steps under his feet stopped, and he was speechless for a long time in surprise. He stared at Lemomena, who was smiling but not smiling. s face.

The megalithic hall mentioned by Lemomena is not an ordinary palace, it is different from the many palaces of the Hittite royal palace, it is a meeting hall that concentrates the core of Hittite supreme power.

In the huge Hittite Empire, only a few dozens of ministers can enter, except for the supreme Hittite king, there are only a dozen ministers in the House of Lords.Without the summoning of the king, even nobles and high-ranking generals cannot enter it.

In a sense, this gorgeous hall built with a rumored 1000-yuan boulder is a symbol of Hittite power...royal power, unique glory and indestructible stability.

"Can I...can I go?" asked, apprehensive.

The smile grew stronger between raised eyebrows, and he asked, "Why not?"

"I'm an outsider, and... moreover, I'm a woman. Women are not allowed to participate in politics, and the etiquette laws of various countries--" The words were incoherent, and there were so many reasons why she couldn't go to the Stone Hall.

"Damn etiquette! I want you to go, and you can go. Hittite law never forbids women from participating in politics, let alone a rule that foreigners cannot enter the Hall of Stones. Why can't you go?"

"Lemomena, this..." I want to refuse, I want to use a bunch of high-sounding reasons to convince her... I want to convince myself that the curiosity that has overflowed infinitely.

He raised his arms, held Kalixi's thin shoulders with both hands, stared at the bright eyes of deep sea blue, and carefully forbeared the voice, even he felt dull and depressed.

"Wherever I am, I want you to be there. This way, I can see you anytime, anywhere, Khaleesi."

I can't tell, when she uttered such exciting love words in such a gentle and deep voice, something in her body suddenly disappeared... breath, heartbeat, mind, or soul, or all of them .

"Okay, I'll go with you." Without thinking, as if under a spell, he smiled and nodded.

He let out a long sigh of relief, the cold blue light lingered on the skin of his cheeks, but Lemomena's smile was full of brightness and splendor.Facing the western light in the afternoon, the curvature of the mouth gradually expands the happiness to the fundus of the eyes, from light to thick.

★★★★★★★★★

There is no time to appreciate the majestic spirit revealed everywhere in the Giant Stone Hall, no time to admire the exquisite skills of Hittite craftsmen, no time to stop and linger on the exquisite murals, no time to study the allusions told by the reliefs on the wall...

The doubts from the House of Lords are like a pressure from nowhere to escape.This aggressive and powerful pressure was continuously magnified by the stern eyes of the ministers looking at Kalixi, causing her to have the urge to run away at a certain moment, suddenly.

Lemomena has always been calm, with a calm breath that makes people look condensed.With unmoving eyes, coldly holding a supercilious obedient determination, when the ministers couldn't help asking why a Syrian princess appeared in the sacred Hall of Stones, she sat motionless and penetrated In the faint rays of sunlight shot by the tall stone pillars, it looks like a blood-stained ice-cold statue.

When you are still worried and trapped in the inescapable coldness brought by this statue, suddenly, her thin lips that are tightly pressed into a line are slightly raised, and the dazzling and warm color is circling around her body, and her face is rippling. What he got was a silent and cold smile.

"I made her come, didn't I?"

It was obviously a rascal and domineering answer. The indulgence and willfulness of the young regent on the throne really made a group of high-ranking ministers in the palace look at each other in amazement and were speechless for a while.

"The Great Stone Hall has never accepted foreigners. Although the Hittite kings did not legislate, they never called foreigners to enter here. Even the royal family visited by foreigners never set foot here. Please take back the order and send Kali Princess Xi returns to the palace." It was Dom, the executive minister of the House of Lords who spoke, he had been in charge of the House of Lords for many years, and he was just an ordinary minister of Hittite when the palace massacre incident happened.

Unexpectedly, the eyebrows on the right trembled, and a layer of anger spread along the evening breeze, and then quietly affected the stalemate suspended in the air like waves. Without a word, people's eyes were suddenly filled with anger. Surprised, just because of Lemomena's simple action...

The left hand wrapped in linen slowly put on the iron armrest of the throne, and her body leaned forward slightly leisurely, just when she was about to leave the seat and get up——

"Prince Regent!" She stood up one step ahead, and stepped in front of Lemomenna in two steps. An eager pleading light flashed in her eyes, and a blue ocean was rippling in confusion.

His eyes flickered, he looked into Kalixi's restless eyes, and fell silent.For a moment, the body leaned back, and the hand wrapped in linen was still placed on the armrest, maintaining the posture of clenching five fingers.

Taking a deep breath, she smiled lightly, winning the amazed fascination of her brown eyes.Turning around, walking to the edge of the stone platform paved with white Dali, his eyes lightly swept over the people standing under the steps, without saying a word.

After a while, grasping the brilliance that the sun is even worse than the sun, she raised her lips and smiled, and accompanied by this vivid and bright smile, came Kalixi's unhurried voice.

"My lords, you are right. I am indeed the princess of Syria. However, Syria has been under the jurisdiction of the Hittites for many years, and Syria pays a large amount of property to the Hittites every year. Syria is a territory of the Hittites. Thousands of miles away, but govern the country according to Hittite requirements, and spare no effort to resist the common enemy of the two countries. Syria is already a part of the Hittite Empire, do you adults want to veto this?"

All of a sudden, the original angry people seemed to be quiet and silent. They looked at each other, and their frowns were covered with unspeakable annoyance.

Taking half a step forward, standing next to the steps, the evening wind that is gradually sinking in the sunset brings the misty evening breeze, passing by me gently and silently, and flying up with a long dark night hair like waves. "Or, if any lord wants to prove that Syria is an independent territory and has nothing to do with Hittites, then I will withdraw from this megalithic hall with peace of mind."

Mosquito whispers could be heard from the crowd, and unwilling anger was conveyed through the ashen faces. These courtiers who had held the power of the Hittites for many years stood facing a young foreign princess standing on a boulder. At the moment when they issued a bold challenge to the entire House of Lords, they could only helplessly say nothing. The anger of these people can be imagined.

This sonorous and forceful statement strongly proved the inextricable relationship between Syria and the Hittite Empire, and further proved... Khaleesi's courage in the face of danger and her wisdom of sophistry.

Right now, whoever dares to stand up and accuse Khaleesi of not being able to enter this megalithic hall is tantamount to denying that Syria belongs to the Hittites, splitting the territory of the Hittite Empire, and it is...a capital crime.

Dom lowered his eyes, and after a moment of stalemate, nodded slightly, looking at Khaleesi who was standing on the tenth step with a smile.

Since the executive house of the House of Lords surrendered to the little Syrian princess without saying anything, how could the others ask for trouble to get angry? They all nodded towards the petite figure on the stone steps.

With a pair of brown eyes, she quietly watched the frail figure shrouded in the sunset. It is impossible to imagine that this little girl who always likes to lie in her arms and act like a baby, would have such a calm and steady momentum... It seems that there is a proud and confident Carrie Xi, always hidden very cleverly by this little Syrian princess, with her calm and soft smile, and her thin and slender body, she hides many dazzling talents and intricate emotions, and she has been ignoring her. over these.

A touch of joy bloomed silently, like thousands of bright and flamboyant rays of light entangled beside Wan Feng, and Lemomena's deep eyes full of approval wrapped tightly around the pure white long dress, I was taken away by the clean and pure beauty.

★★★★★★★★★

"Is it all arranged?"

"Yes, everyone has been dispatched, please rest assured."

Nodding, standing by the window in the deep twilight, tapping the gray stone window sill with his fingers, the smooth window sill reflected the light of the torches dancing behind him, those distorted light and shadows seemed to be smashed by his up and down fingertips.

"Move fast and act quietly, you know?"

Da Wuxia, standing five steps behind him, nodded to the back in front of the window, and responded respectfully. "Yes, I understand."

There was a faint sound coming from the courtyard, like the wind pulling the vine branches, or like the gurgling water of the pool, suddenly far away and now near.

"Tomorrow morning, you pick a few capable men over here, I want to try their skills." She said casually, then turned and leaned against the window, seeing Da Wuxin's words, her complexion suddenly changed

"The regent is superb in martial arts. How can my subordinates be your opponents? You can guess without a contest. They will definitely return in a disastrous defeat." I don't know why Lemomena made this request, and he couldn't think of the reason, which made him even more nervous It's a no-brainer.

Holding the corners of his mouth, he smiled in a half-smile, and there was a golden fire in his brown eyes, which was unpredictable and mysterious. "Winning or losing is not the key. I will pick a few guards to protect Khaleesi. The people you chose in Kadeishi City failed to stop Sharma who sneaked into the camp. It shows that they are not the best."

Immediately bowed and saluted, uneasiness mixed with worry, obvious tension could be heard in the apologetic voice. "The minister was careless, please forgive me the regent. This time, the minister must choose carefully, and make sure His Highness finds someone he is satisfied with."

Lifting his lips and smiling, how much arrogance soaked in surly and uninhibited, he nodded and remained silent.

If the 5 dead army in Huanghuang cannot pick out a few people who satisfy Lemomenna, Da Wuxia feels that he has no face to stay here any longer. This brave army has never surrendered , I am afraid that there is no position to continue to survive in this troubled world.

Nodding again, Da Wuxia's gloomy face was full of firm and stubborn determination.