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The maid served tea lightly, bowed and stepped aside, bowed her head and stood still, with faint incense flying around their white skirts, beautiful and colorless, and the fragrance was invisible.

Unexpectedly, Muhali would appear here, and even more curious about the reason why he would appear here. Khalisi sat on the soft chair, looked at Muhali with a serious expression with an elegant smile, and waited for him to explain the reason.

"His Royal Highness, you have been unwell for the past few days, and I have taken the liberty to come to Yuelin Hall to meet you. Please forgive me." Sitting upright with a strong body, he nodded slightly and said respectfully.

"Lord Muhari, please don't say that. I should thank you for assisting the regent in handling state affairs and working day and night."

Hearing what she said, Muhari hurriedly nodded again, with a cautious expression, slightly stiff. "I don't dare. I am a courtier of Hittite. Naturally, I should devote myself to Hittite."

Nodding, smiling, not speaking.

Glancing around, he lowered his voice, put down the cup in his hand, looked at Kalixi sharply, and said, "Your Highness, I came to Yuelin Temple today for an important matter."

"What is it?" For some reason, Khaleesi realized that she had already guessed his purpose.

"It's about Hittite's future, and it's even more related to the reputation of the regent. Therefore, I don't want to come to the court rashly. I would like to ask you to persuade the regent...to become king." He pleaded earnestly, with a dignified breath. The dense wrinkles at the corners of the eyes spread out, making this face that has been devastated by hatred and pain in the long 15 years reveal obvious anticipation and anxiety.

Slightly frowning, his eyes sank at the bottom of his rich blue eyes, silent.

Khalisi's dull silence was already expected, and Muhari continued: "Your Highness, although you have only spent a short time with the regent, you know her temper very well. As long as it is something the regent decides, there must be no There is room for turning around." Seeing that Kalixi's brows trembled slightly, the sun cast under her feet, and the bright and vivid shadows failed to illuminate the depression in her blue eyes.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry to say boldly, looking at the entire Hittite Empire, who is more suitable to sit on the Iron Throne except the Regent. The Regent has the royal blood of the Timotu Dynasty. Not only that, His Highness's ability is even more outstanding, Whether it is the strategy of governing the country or the courage and courage, His Highness is far superior to those noble children of the royal family. I believe that the princess must have seen this long ago... The regent is the most suitable candidate for King Hittite. However, the minister waited a lot I tried to persuade the regent to become the king, but His Highness was always unmoved, after discussing with the ministers, I decided to ask the princess for help, please come forward to persuade the regent." After speaking in one breath, she stared at Kalixi who was calm and calm. , anxiously awaiting her reply.

Silent for a while, with half-drowned eyelids, wisps of cold wind penetrated into the silent room, arousing thousands of layers of floating fragrance to whirl enchantingly. faint.

"My lord Muhari, I can't guarantee that I can convince Lemomenna, but I will talk to her." Something grew slowly in her elegant smile, and Muhari easily read some regrets. in a trance.

"Your Highness the Princess can agree to have a talk with the Regent, I am very grateful." He got up, took a step forward, and knelt down on one knee. "Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

Surprised, he left his seat and walked quickly to him, bent over and stretched out his hands to support him, and an urgent voice sounded. "Get up! Get up!"

Muhari stood up straight, still with his head slightly down, and a grateful voice came from his lowered face, and said: "Your Highness, the request is too unreasonable, thank you for your understanding."

Laughing, is it desolate, or helpless, or both. "I can understand your painstaking efforts, don't worry, I will persuade Lemomena."

Taking half a step back, although he didn't kneel down, he bowed deeply, and his hard waist, which was nearly half a century old, bent down again, with sincere gratitude and helpless chagrin.

He took a deep breath, but couldn't exhale smoothly, the heavy air around his lips froze all the emotions that he wanted to blurt out, not only breathing, but also those intricate laments, and even the inexplicable flustered light ripples in his blue eyes. condensed into ice.

For no reason, everything in front of me became lifeless and pale, and was deeply enveloped by this piece of warm air full of confusion and helplessness...

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The oncoming black figure made Venessa a little at a loss for a moment. She didn't know whether it was surprise or panic. She raised her hand and quickly straightened her hair, pulled the skirt again, and stopped on the corridor with a smile.

"Prince Regent." Bending down and about to kneel down, her arms were supported by Remorina, and the corners of Venesa's lips raised a little.

"You don't need to be too polite." Seeing the bundle in the hand of the maid behind Vinissa, she smiled and said, "Are you here to deliver something to Kusina?"

"Yes, give father a few changes of clothes." Lemomena's casual smile was reflected in the bright brown eyes, and the warm temperature of the early winter sun made this smile even warmer.

The apologetic gaze is dotted with the faint outline of the distant mountains outside the corridor, making those brown eyes even more deep and distant. "I'm sorry, Vinissa, I've been too busy these days, and I've left Kusina in the palace to deal with things. After I've been busy for a while, I'll let him stay at home with you."

The House of Commons has just been established, and it has been made things difficult by the House of Lords. In addition, slave riots have occurred in several cities in the north at the same time, and a serious landslide accident occurred in the largest iron mine in Hittite territory in the western mountainous area, causing Iron Stone The supply was suddenly interrupted.If the mines cannot be repaired in time to continue mining iron and stone, I am afraid that the indestructible iron weapons that Hittites are most proud of will face a crisis of shortage of materials.

Iron stone is the raw material of ironware, and it is the most proud discovery of the Hittites.When the ancestors, under the guidance of the gods, forged this invincible weapon on the battlefield, the Hittite Empire could dominate the Anatolian plateau as a military power.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there were no iron, perhaps there would be no Hittite Empire.

Iron and Hittite, like life and death, are closely intertwined and closely related.

Nodded, softly. "Since my father is a subject of Hittite, he should do his best for the affairs of the state. You don't have to say sorry to me as the regent, I don't dare to be the regent."

Smiling and sighing, he said, "Kushina is in the west hall, you should go quickly."

"Yes." She saluted, walked around Lemomenna with her skirt up, and took a step.

Turning his head, looking at the back of Vinissa, his eyes flickered, and he thought of something for a moment, and suddenly called out: "Venissa!"

As soon as the steps stopped, there was a tinge of joy in my heart, which was unreasonable. "Yes, what other orders does the Regent have?"

He raised his hand, scraping his nose with his fingertips, with a smile that was not a smile, hiding a trace of embarrassment. "If you have time, can you go to the palace to accompany Kalixi more, she is always too lonely by herself. Besides, she is from Syria and is very unfamiliar with many situations in Hittite. I want you to help her more Learn something about the Hittites."

For a moment, her brows were tightly frowned, and following Lemomena's soft pleading words, Venessa suddenly felt a sense of weakness. It was hard to describe what it was like, as if a sad tone echoed in the empty heart, and it seemed The cold wind wrapped around his body, icy from head to toe.

After a while, she took a bitter breath, nodded lightly, and replied: "Yes, I understand." After speaking, at the moment when those brown eyes sparkled with a smile, she turned and hurried away, walking hurriedly and hurriedly. .

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"It's so sweet, how can you eat it?" Picking up the cup and taking a sip of clear water, Lemomenna frowned and complained, staring at the snacks on the table, as if seeing something terrible, pushed the plate away, as if just watching When you look at them, you will be bored by the strong sweetness.

Wrinkling his nose, he picked up a piece of pink snack and put it in his mouth, savoring it carefully.The taste is just right, soft and delicate, with a hint of floral fragrance in the sweetness, which is not as sweet as she said.

"Is it very sweet? I think it's just right. The taste is just right, and the floral fragrance inside is also very suitable. It's really hard for the Egyptian chef to think of adding lotus to the pastry. It's really thoughtful."

He raised his eyebrows and kept drinking water to dilute the bitter sweet taste in his mouth, but the words that came out of his mouth had a strong and choking sour taste. "I think the one who really thinks about it is Ramoneses, that boring guy who actually sent a cook all the way to Hittite just to make some snacks for you."

Chi Zhi snorted and was even more angry, this damned little pharaoh is really good at coaxing women.However, this hand stretched a bit too long, and it stretched from the Nile River to the Anatolian plateau, blatantly flattering Khaleesi, and called it...

"Worrying that the Hittite regent is too busy with state affairs, I specially sent several cooks to present Egyptian food to express my concern."

It's all nonsense, that lustful Egyptian wolf!

She really wanted to kick those cooks into the Mediterranean Sea to feed the fish. It's better that Ramoneses don't come up with any new tricks, otherwise... Looking sideways, she saw Kalixi pick out the various snacks with great interest Choose it, the delicate and white side face is filled with a soft and delicate light, an unreal beauty...

Forget it, bear with it, just a few snacks, as long as you can see the brilliance of these pure sea blue eyes, even if it is to lead the water of the Nile into the mountains and forests of the Hittites, I am afraid that I will spare no effort to do it, Not to mention a few plates of cloyingly sweet Egyptian food.

Carefully picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, took a small bite, chewed and swallowed, his brows and eyes were bent gracefully, and the crescent moon was calm, simple and happy. "This is not sweet, you have a taste."

Although I really don't want to eat it, I still can't stand against the invitation from the smiling Qiao in front of me. I tasted it, and sure enough... it's still so sweet.

However, this mellow sweetness does not come from the mouth, but from the bottom of the heart.

"I eat so much now, I don't want to eat anymore at night." Waving her hand, the maid stepped forward to clean up a dozen plates, large and small, swiftly.

Before the maid took away all the dishes, he took another piece of lotus cake, reluctantly watching the fragrant cake leave his sight.

"These snacks are too sticky, eat less." Kalixi smiled helplessly, the disappointment on her face was like a small animal that was robbed of its food.

Divided the lotus cake into two, and gave half of it to Halulu who was lying beside him. He saw half of the snack in his mouth, and quickly crawled under the low table with his short legs, enjoying the delicious food with peace of mind. .

Stretching out his hand, wrapping around Khaleesi's waist, pulling her into his arms, Lemomena laughed silently, his brown eyes were shining through the warm winter sun that shone by the window.

Eyes sideways, a sweet smile, a trace of unconcealed shyness, and a bright and white face.

"At the morning meeting this morning, those people in the House of Lords and the House of Commons quarreled again. I'm glad you weren't there, otherwise your little ears would definitely be deafened by their loud voices." Straighten your legs and adjust your waist He found a comfortable position on the cushion behind him, lifted his arms slightly, and hugged the thin and gauzy body in his arms on his lap, and the two of them half-lyed on the couch together.