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Seeing the clue, she smiled lightly, lifted the hem of the skirt lightly with one hand, and the sunlight quietly covering the skirt was awakened, and a strange pink-white halo spread out along the swaying skirt.

"I'm going back first." With a very soft voice, she said to Lemomena, and slowly got up.

"Sit down." There was a tone of order in a moderate tone.

The two were taken aback at the same time, one was the accident from Muhari, the other was the embarrassment from Khaleesi.

Neither to leave nor to stay, such a delicate atmosphere really made Khaleesi a little embarrassed.It was clear that Muhari had something to say and didn't want to say it in front of her.

However, a word from the Prince Regent prevented her from leaving.

After struggling for a while, she sat down obediently and remained silent.

"Say anything, don't worry about it." This sentence, Remomenna obviously said to Muhali who was hesitant to speak.

Muhali nodded, and a fleeting doubt flashed in Jing Jing's eyes. When he raised his head, there was no hesitation on his sophisticated and sophisticated face. "Yes, I have something to ask the Regent."

"You say." His light gaze swept across Khaleesi beside her, staying for a moment on her calm and peaceful face, and then looked at Muhali with a serious expression.

"I want to know how the regent will deal with the rebels who participated in the rebellion of La Balsa and usurped the throne."

A simple question, but it is a gust of wind that can stir up a thousand layers of huge waves, and the sudden violent arrogance in the bottom of a pair of brown eyes is rolled up. The surrounding warm winter sun can't stand such a rapid air flow, and hides in the corner of the wall timidly. The edge of the column turned into a mass of dark gray shadows.

Lemomena sat quietly, the chessboard in hand was quietly placed in a dull atmosphere, colorful lights bloomed from the exquisite murals behind her, a feeling of trance like a faint fragrance, as if those murals The lifelike characters on the screen will step out of the stone wall and come to you in the next moment.

However, this feeling of trance and unreality, in the slow and gloomy whisper of Lemomena, completely pulled your mind back to the cruel reality.

"The cities and mountains in the north are rich in minerals, and the nobles have already reached an alliance. For many years, the self-government of troops is ready to move; the southern border leads directly to Syria and connects the countries along the Mediterranean Sea. The mountain city in the west has a steep terrain, and on the other side of the mountain is the vast Aegean Sea. Across the sea is the Mycenae Federation that dominates the sea; the cities on the east side are close to the Mesopotamia. By liaising with foreign countries, Babylon and Assyria can drive straight in at the same time, and the two-river cavalry can reach the inland plateau within dozens of days."

Yu Luo stood up slowly and walked towards the huge map hanging on the left wall. The black robe leisurely swept across the snow-white ground, leaving behind a series of unhurried footsteps.

After standing up, Muhali nodded slightly to Lemomenna's back, and the knot on his brow was deeper than when he entered the door.

Listening to her objective and straightforward analysis, Khaleesi frowned unconsciously.Although the Hittites have millions of troops and dominate Asia Minor, they are always facing threats from neighboring countries... The Mycenae Federation on the Aegean Sea, standing across the sea, has never given up its efforts to expand sea control .Not to mention the Mesopotamia, the rich Babylon and the warlike Assyria are simply two beasts that linger on the Hittite border all day long.

Egypt is no longer the enemy of the Hittites. This is probably the most fortunate thing.However, it cannot stop other small countries along the Mediterranean Sea from wanting to disintegrate this powerful empire and carve up the Anatolian plateau.

Countless eyes are staring at Hittite, a behemoth entrenched on the plateau, and these countries are waiting with bated breath for the best opportunity.

However, the power that is powerful enough to crush a huge empire often does not come from external motivational wars, but from the chaos within the country.

"Tell me, which one should I attack first?" With a soft sound, Khaleesi's gloomy and restless thoughts were dispersed.

Standing with her hands behind her back, she stood in front of the huge map that almost occupied the entire wall. Her calm and deep voice came faintly with the light early winter wind that flowed into the house. Her face could not be seen, but she could be heard from this voice. Deliberated thoughts came out of Momena.

"I understand these principles, but for these reasons, those heinous traitors can't be allowed to escape from the law, so that those undead souls who died unjustly can't rest in peace." There were some stubborn openings, mixed with gnashing of teeth. The hatred for the rest of the year, the anxiety that will never be repaid.

Sighing, he turned around, stared at this loyal subordinate with fiery eyes, and said lightly: "Muhari, we have waited for 15 years for revenge. In these 15 years, you have taught me one very important thing... patience."

"..." The sudden startled gaze was mixed with a little astonishment.

"15 years ago, the blood that flowed all over this palace has been washed away by time. However, the bloodstains left in my heart have never been erased. The only way to clean them up is to use the blood of those traitors. Blood, completely covering that bloody memory." She said, her steady and powerful voice, her stern and stern eyes, like a dark shadow roaring and suddenly attacking, swept away all the bright sunshine at this moment, leaving only the invisible but cold The extremely strong killing intent sneaked in front of his eyes.

This kind of Lemomena has lost its gentleness and casualness, and the blackness around her body is saturated with the soul-stirring breath of death, which really made Kalixi froze suddenly, her heart beat from the bottom of her eyes, and she silently swallowed her slightly trembling cold breath.

"Prince Regent, this minister is too narrow-minded to understand your painstaking efforts. Please forgive me." Muhari bowed, and his slightly bent spine lost the attachment he had just had.

"Muhari, be patient, hide our anger, give me a little more time, and I will make those people pay a heavy price for their crimes." While speaking, she looked at Khaleesi who had been silent all the time, From the delicate face that supported the warm sun, there was a trace of weakness, faint, as if it was just the clear color of the sun, but could not find the slightest warmth.

Frowning lightly, doubts flashed across his brown eyes.

"Yes, I obey. No matter how long it takes, I will stand by your side and support you."

"Thank you, Muhari." He looked away and smiled calmly.

Muhari nodded again, and said with a sincere heart: "I don't dare to be, I should thank the regent for giving me a reason to wait."

Don't say anything, just laugh it off.Stepping towards the couch, his lithe eyes were attracted by the long black wavy hair, and the undisguised love flowed in the brown eyes, which made Muhali feel a little embarrassed.

"Your Highness, the minister will step down first." After saluting, he knew that there was no need to stay.

"En." Nodding, he stood by the couch and watched Muhali leave the room.

After a while, she squatted down, supported Kalixi's slightly drooping chin with one hand, and led the blue gaze into her eyes.

Those deep blue eyes that could not see the end, faintly shone with a palpitating light, in exchange for Lemomena's uncontrollable sigh.

"You said that you want to help me manage the Hittites, and you want to know how a country works. What's the matter, are you tired of listening to these boring conversations?"

His eyes trembled slightly, and when the words came to his lips, he found it difficult to speak, so Kalixi had no choice but to remain silent.

Holding her small chin, she rubbed her delicate skin back and forth with her thumb, and there was a cool and charming touch under her fingers. It was a feeling that Lemomena wanted to keep at all costs, a feeling that even she herself could not Deeply infatuated with clear explanations.

"Kalixi, I... can't be the... good person in your eyes all the time." It wasn't her voice that weighed heavily, but her eyes, brown eyes filled with thick clouds, with a cloud of lingering go haze. "But, I assure you, when I make any decision, I will think it through carefully, okay?"

The sea-blue eyes are covered with a layer of water-colored mist, just like the white mist permeating the sea in the morning, misty, light, and lingering...

For a moment, he took a deep breath, held her hand holding his chin with both hands, sat upright on his knees, and greeted the person close to him with his warm breath, and kissed her while Lemomena was slightly dazed. .

Instead, he wrapped his arms around Khaleesi's back, and the body under his arms visibly trembled a little. The familiar body temperature came from under the clothes, conveying some kind of sweet and coquettish message, causing Lemomena to raise the corners of his lips unconsciously , Between the glued and entangled lips, this charming arc outlines the arrogance of the vow.

The maid in the room lifted her skirt with a smile on her lips, and quietly exited the room. The last maid who left carefully closed the door, so that the scene could make the early winter warm and boil. behind the door.