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Muhari did not interfere in tax matters as he also agreed in favor of tax cuts.Thinking of the family members of those traitors, he asked cautiously: "Your Highness, how do you plan to deal with the captured family members? Will you send them into exile according to Hittite law, or deprive them of their freedom and demote them as slaves?"

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"They are not worthy to serve in the army. They should be reduced to slaves immediately and handed over to slaves for sale. These people are cruel and ruthless on weekdays. They only know how to use the hard-earned money squeezed out of the people to spend their lives in luxury. They don't know how many slaves have been tortured to death. Now we should let them taste what it's like to be ordered and beaten." Kusina said with righteous indignation, thinking of the arrogant faces of those rich and powerful, he wanted to kill these beastly beasts immediately.

"Your Highness, look..." Kusina's anger did not affect Muhari, and he asked again respectfully.

After pondering for a while, she said in a deep voice: "Release children under thirteen, and those over thirteen will be deprived of their status as free citizens, and will be reduced to slaves without redemption for life."

Laugh quietly. "Your Highness, wise."

"The regent's benevolence is really a blessing to Hittite." This compliment came from Aziz, who was smiling.

"Exactly." Kusina agreed, and Kusina nodded and smiled.

"Stop boasting, my generals." He raised his eyebrows, and his perverse and arrogant smile couldn't hide a trace of helplessness at being teased.

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The warm mountain breeze brought bright sunshine, and as Kalisi appeared under the gray corridor of the side hall of the giant stone hall, the guards by the door nodded in unison.

Lemomena, who was discussing matters with the generals, showed a little surprised expression. Khaleesi, who had not entered this giant stone hall for more than ten days, would appear at the busiest time in the afternoon, which really surprised Lemomena. In addition to being surprised, Na is more of an unexpected surprise.

"Prince Regent." Nodding gracefully, the long black hair slid over his shoulders and hung lightly on his chest, disturbing the bright light from the golden pectoral, as well as the pair of brown eyes with a slight smile on the throne.

Get up, take a step, easy steps, happy voice. "How did you come?"

Smiling, meeting her smiling eyes, she said softly, "I just came from the library, so I stopped by to have a look."

Taking her hand, with a natural movement, ignoring the dozen or so powerful generals and ministers standing around, he pulled her towards the bed next to her. "Is the library going well?"

The ministers nodded to Khaleesi, and she smiled back. "It's going well, and it should be completed within the deadline. However, the rain has been too much these days, the temperature has dropped suddenly, and the workers are working very hard. I want to stop work for a few days and let them continue when the weather improves a little bit. .”

Sitting down with her, watching the maid take away Khaleesi's cloak, Lemomena stretched out his hand to straighten the hair on her shoulders, his soft eyes revealed silent tenderness, which burned the people around him His searching gaze also gave Khalixi's fair face an extra layer of blush that was tempting to think about.

"Do as you wish, let them suspend work first, and then resume work when the weather improves." He said indifferently, with a smile on his face full of pampering that no one could escape.

"En." He responded, avoiding Lemomena's aggressive and eager eyes that never restrained himself, and seeing the evasive gazes of the ministers looking left and right from the corner of his eyes, he secretly laughed in his heart.

"The minister will take his leave first, and the draft will be presented to His Highness tomorrow." Muhali stepped forward and bowed to salute.

"Okay, urge them as soon as possible."

"Yes, Your Highness." Saluting again, Muhari nodded to Khaleesi again, and led the crowd to leave the side hall.

The body was tilted, leaning on the soft cushion, smiling and looking at Khaleesi who was drinking tea without saying a word.For a moment, the low voice subtly narrowed. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

His eyes flickered lightly, and the trace of uneasiness in his blue eyes was quickly wiped away calmly and leisurely, and he replied resentfully: "Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?"

"Yes, of course I can. Your Highness Khaleesi is welcome to visit me at any time." The seriousness and indifference that always haunted him disappeared, and now Lemomena was like a cheeky child, without a trace of the lord of a country. appearance.

He tapped her arm with his fingertips, poked it lightly a few times, and frowned in a delicate and naughty way, an elder's tone of teaching a child. "You, you look like a majestic king, but when you turn around, you turn into a cunning child. I'm really curious, do your generals and ministers know the true face of their regent?"

Touching the tip of his nose, his eyes were frivolous, and a sigh was also full of arrogant frivolity. "I think they know."

Amused by her sincere and playful expression, she covered her mouth and chuckled, shaking her head helplessly, and took the sweet tea from the maid, steaming white smoke floated on the rim of the golden cup, thin white, transparent and ethereal .

"The recent Hittites seem to be a bit uneven." The moment the cup rim touched his lips, a very soft word came out leisurely, blowing away the silky white smoke swirling above the cup.

The tea-colored light remained unmoved, watching the girl who was drinking tea calmly, and the arc of Lemomena's mouth was like an elusive mountain wind, neither near nor far, neither cold nor hot.

Putting down the cup, looking sideways, into those indifferent brown eyes, trying to find some information there.However, apart from that mesmerizing steady smile, Khaleesi only saw a calm smiling face, and Lemomena's aura was like a rock, flawless and motionless.

"I don't want to know why so many ministers and nobles committed suicide overnight. I just want to know, do you really want their families and clansmen to be exiled as slaves?"

With a flash of eyes, she maintained a side-lying posture, raised her hand, and watched silently as all the maids in the hall retreated. She didn't speak until the last person stepped over the threshold, her voice drifting like a wind from afar. , gentle, but strange.

"I'm still wondering when you will come to me to question this matter. Khaleesi, you are such an impatient little princess."

Obviously dissatisfied with her evasive answer, Khaleesi frowned, and asked again in an unhappy tone: "Answer me."

She took a deep breath, as if the air had become a shackle that restricted her breathing. When she slowly let out a sigh, she still couldn't get rid of this heavy burden. "They will be slaves for life."

The startled look, followed by the sad eyes, revealed an inexplicable panic and bewilderment.I already knew this answer, but when I heard it from Lemomenna, Khaleesi still found it difficult to accept it.

"Can...can you pardon them and change the sentence to exile." There was a trace of hope, a trace of begging.

For some reason, Lemomena felt the shaking in his heart, realized his own thoughts, his eyes sank for a moment, and his cold eyes stared directly at the red light on the stove, the dancing fire was reflected in his eyes, blooming in the cold night temperature.

There was a long silence, and the suffocating silence of the room, a gust of cold wind came from nowhere, accompanied by the depressing voice of Lemomena.

"Sorry, no."

"..." The blue eyes trembled slightly, and it was hard to tell whether it was disappointment or sadness, maybe both.

Unable to bear to take another look at the instant change of that exquisite face from ardent anticipation to extreme disappointment, Lemomena turned his gaze away and furrowed his brows tightly. "There is only so much I can do to free children under the age of 13 from slavery."

For a moment of silence, it seemed to be mourning his own powerlessness, or just a simple lack of focus. After a while, the corners of his lips were raised in bewilderment, and the unconcealable sadness was dotted in his eyes, forcing this smile to show a broken paleness. "I understand that you have your own difficulties. It's just that when I think of so many people losing their freedom and becoming slaves from now on, I just..."

"Khalishi, even if those people haven't committed serious crimes, most of them have hurt commoners and slaves. Those in noble families will never understand the pain of being poor commoners and slaves. Now, let them feel the pain of losing their freedom and everything!"

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to swallow the choked sobs in his throat, and also forced back the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and whispered sad words. "More than 2000 people will become slaves overnight, and the free life will never return. This is not only painful, but life is worse than death." He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands folded on his lap. Why did he sit In such a warm and ample room, I felt the tingling of cold numbness coming from my hands and feet. "As you said, they are more or less guilty. As long as they are human beings, who can be blameless? If there is one person among those traitors who is kind and innocent... Even if there is only one person, then you have been wronged Good man, let him bear the punishment he shouldn't have to bear."

Suddenly, the eyes were as dark as a dark night, and this night was more permeated with the cold of winter, cold enough to condense all the things it looked at.Turning his face away, not wanting to face Khaleesi's accusation, let alone let her see the loss in his eyes, Lemomena maintained an indifferent and jerky silence.

The young regent who was feared by everyone sat silently in front of her, facing her questioning with her best silence.Suddenly, I feel very tired, and there is something more terrifying than being tired... distance.

It seems that there is something lying between them, quietly pushing them to two different directions...

"Lemomenna, the price of your revenge may be too high."

"Maybe, maybe not." Looking sideways at Kalixi, she said lightly, "I...don't care."

Surprised, the blue eyes moved quietly, and the tears that were suppressed in the eyes flooded again.

His jaw moved, suppressing the trembling sigh that had rushed to his lips, he swallowed it forcefully into his throat, slowly got up, and spoke with a deadpan expression in a gentle and polite tone. "I'm going back."

Before Lemomena could answer, Khaleesi turned and walked towards the door, walking hastily.

"Kalixi." Suddenly, he stopped her pace with a voice, but found that he couldn't stop a certain sense of loss in his heart, and dark anxiety and urgency hovered in his brown eyes.

He stopped without turning around, looked at the closed door, and asked, "What?"

After pondering for a long time, eagerly looking at the stiff and thin back, a little bit of self-blame, but more of helplessness.For a moment, the line of her tightly pursed lips lifted slightly, showing a trace of uneasiness and a bit of bitterness. "It's windy in the porch, wear more clothes."

"Ah."

That water pink long dress is like a lotus flower in early summer, quietly blooming in the brown eyes that are staring at her.However, just like the emptiness of Xiaye Lianxiang is short, Kalixi's steps are also so hasty and hasty, even revealing the sense of evasion.

In the empty hall, the flames were burning vigorously in the hollowed-out copper furnace, but even though they were relentlessly releasing infinite heat, they still couldn't touch the cold breath of complete silence on the soft couch.

Very slowly, very slowly, Lemomena closed his eyes, forgetting to retract the trance smile, hanging lonely and rebelliously on the corner of his stiff lips.