swear to love heaven

"What?!" Different voices, the same astonishment, even Kusina, who has experienced many battles, opened his mouth half-opened in shock, looked at Muhali and Aziz in surprise, and found The same shock and astonishment as myself.

Calmly picked up the wine jug beside the couch, the cyan liquid flowed out from the slender spout, poured into the gold cup in a thin trickle, aroused a churning red ripple, reflected the colorful sunlight that slipped into the window, like blood dazzling.

Gently put down the jug, picked up the cup, her light brown eyes were full of wine, and the ups and downs were unpredictable. "Da Wuxia, you keep talking."

"Yes, Regent. My lords, so far, the Imperial Eagle Legion has intercepted five groups of people carrying such letters. They are from Dom of the House of Lords, General Ziker who was in charge of the Guards, and Moss, the nobleman of Hattusha. Among them, Dom and Zik each sent two teams to send letters to several nobles and local officials in the south and east." Da Wuxia reported the collection of these days with a blank face. The information made the three men in front of them dumbfounded. Except for Lemomena who was silently drinking, the other three heard this for the first time.

Aziz changed from his usual lazy and hippie smiling face, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he looked at Lemomena with a dark face... She was putting down the empty glass, and calmly picked up the jug for herself. After pouring the second glass of wine, what was more indifferent than her expression was her cold and gloomy gaze.

"Since this is the case, we can only continue to endure for a while. If we attack them now, it will arouse the resentment of those neutrals and make them switch to the camp of rebels. It is really not good for us." Suddenly, Aziz He spoke with a steady expression, just when everyone was silent.

Smiling lightly, it has the momentum of a gust of wind to blow away the floating dust, but it is as light as silk. "Aziz is right, two adults, what do you think?"

It turned out that the development of the situation had long been in the hands of the young regent who seemed indifferent to everything, and the situation they thought they saw clearly turned out to be an illusion covered by a thousand layers of mystery.Now that the matter has come to an end, it is the most sensible move for the hidden soldiers to wait for an opportunity to catch all the traitors with ulterior motives.

"Yes, I will obey the regent's order and wait for the time when the time is right." Muhari nodded. After questioning why Lemomenna didn't take revenge on his enemies last time, he once again saw the young princess clearly. strength……

In addition to her calm and introverted personality, her decisive and ruthless methods, she also possesses foresight and foresight, as well as calm and careful thinking... All of these herald an indisputable fact.

Lemomenna, the princess who has been away from the power center of the Hittite Empire for 15 years, did not obliterate the noble lineage flowing in her blood because she was in the mountains and deer all the year round. The strong aura is enough to prove that she already has a...

King's heart.

If she can sit on the radiant Iron Throne, Hittite will definitely be able to enter a glorious era under her leadership.

It's just...she stubbornly doesn't want to be crowned king, and doesn't want to set foot in the world that should belong to her. This inexplicable stubbornness is really a headache.

Thinking of this, Muhali couldn't help feeling sad and regretful secretly, and his eyes sank unconsciously following the melancholy thoughts.

However, I don't know what to think of, the frown suddenly loosened half a point, and a shrewd light flashed through the corners of the wrinkled eyes, instantly.

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Lying on the table, with his chin resting on his arm, he watched Halulu nibbling on the melon without blinking, and was amused by its cheerful eating. His blue eyes curved into a crescent-like arc, and he stretched out his hand to pat Halulu. The movement of Lulu's back did not affect the little guy's good mood to concentrate on enjoying the afternoon tea at all.

"Two pieces of corn tortillas, three pieces of jujube cake, and now honeydew melon again. Halulu, how much can your stomach hold? Little guy, you can't eat any more, your stomach will hurt after a while!" She spoiled With a smile in his voice, he held Halulu's stomach with one hand, and took away an arm-sized honeydew melon from under him. Khaleesi's body with its slender tail wrapped around Khaleesi's wrist, as if begging her not to take her food.

The corner of his mouth raised, looking at the little guy in his hand trying to resist, he smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'm eating tonight. For dinner, you have cucumber and chicken that you like. I can't eat it now, be obedient."

As if Halulu really understood, Kalixi coaxed, the maid handed over a wet handkerchief, and she hugged Halulu to wipe off the melon juice from the corner of her mouth.Strange to say, Haruru suddenly stopped wriggling, and obediently lay in Khaleesi's arms, closing her eyes, as if she was recharging her energy for dinner.

"Look at you, you're getting fatter and fatter, and I can hardly hold you anymore." Gently stroking Halulu's bulging flanks, she shook her head helplessly.

The closed doors and windows blocked the howling mountain wind in winter, and the stove burning day and night in the room provided continuous warmth for this spacious inner hall.However, she couldn't dispel the loneliness hidden in Kalixi's eyes, so that those blue eyes always inadvertently revealed a loneliness that was not easy to capture.

"Have you sent the finished soup to the Prince Regent?" Turning around, she asked Titi behind her.

Titi nodded and answered. "Yes, it has been sent. Princess, if you are worried about the regent, you might as well go to the front hall to have a look."

Mi shallow smile, showing melancholy. "No need, just send it."

Hesitating to speak, he opened his mouth, looking at the dazed delicate side face beside the table, Titi bit her lip, and swallowed the words in her mouth.

In silence, Kalixi embraced the sleeping Haruru, patted it on the back gently, stared blankly at the flickering copper stove, silently absent-minded.

"Princess, why haven't you followed the regent to the Great Stone Hall and the front hall recently?" Titi walked around in front of Kalixi, looked at her sideways, and asked in a low voice, puzzled.

For more than ten days, Kalixi has always shied away from being unwell, and did not go to the front hall to participate in the political discussion.Lemomenna ordered the medical officer to treat Kalixi carefully, but she was still busy going out early and returning late, and she was often unable to see her in the Moon's Hall for a whole day.

The eyes flickered lightly, and the moment a beam of dim light flashed across his eyes, Kalixi lowered her head, looked at Halulu who was sleeping soundly in her arms, and spoke leisurely. "Those military and state affairs are always boring to hear, so it's better to be more comfortable here."

Anyone can hear such words against their will.

The maid walked to the stove, opened the small door on the side, and added some charcoal into the stove, which immediately caused the flames to rise violently, and gray-white smoke faintly flew out from around the hollowed-out copper stove, and turned into thousands of strands in a moment. Thousands of strands of tobacco disappeared.

"Titi, you will not go to the front hall of the palace in the future, and send a message to the accompanying Syrian servants and maids. Without my order, no one can leave the Moon Hall."

"Princess..." He frowned, lowered his eyes, and said humbly, "Yes, I understand."

"I've wronged you, Titi." She smiled apologetically, with a hint of weakness.

"Princess, don't say that. I understand the painstaking efforts of the princess. In this Hittite palace, you are always cautious in your words and deeds. You restrain us in this way so as not to burden the regent. The servant will warn other People, let them be careful too."

Nodding his head, his smile is like a light spring breeze, but it reveals the dull tone of winter.

"By the way, when the regent left this morning, he asked his servants to stop taking the doctor's medicine. Do you feel better? Do you really not need to take medicine?"

A leisurely sweet smile hooked on the corners of her lips, she nodded and remained silent.

How could the shrewd Lemomenna fail to see that she was pretending to be ill? How could she bear to watch her frowning and drinking those bitter soups every day, and simply ordered her to stop taking the medicine. Small actions, but it also made people feel excited. sweet.

"Take it to sleep." Gently handing Halulu, who was sleeping peacefully in her arms, into Titi's hands, she looked sideways, and her eyes fell on the thick red curtain in front of the window, and the bloody red rippling at the bottom of her blue eyes was particularly special. dazzling.

After a while, I stood up, moved to the window, opened the red curtain with one hand, and felt the delicateness of the soft fabric from my fingertips. Gently, it seemed that something settled in my heart, stirring up invisible ripples.

Pushing open the window, a gust of cold wind blew across the cheeks like ice knives, pulling the black hair on the shoulders and flying to the back. The black waves had a dark blue halo, charming and dazzling.

"When will this winter end..."

Suddenly, he opened his mouth, his depressed voice was completely swallowed by the whistling wind, a cloud of white mist rose from his lips along with the voice, and the indifferent cold wind blew across the sight of the distant mountains, but it couldn't stop the tough and clean light in his eyes .