swear to love heaven

Aziz frowned helplessly, nodded, and responded in a self-consciously unlucky manner. "Yes, I made a mistake, please punish the regent."

Make a sound, hurry up. "Aziz can't be blamed, I forced him to bring me here."

The frown between the brows deepened again, but the action of arranging the cloak in his hands did not stop. He carefully pulled the hood on, making sure that the wind and snow could not touch Kalisi's cheeks, and turned his back to the crowd following behind him, Mormona sighed heavily, only the three of them heard it.

"Why are you here? It's snowing so much, and the temperature is so low, you can't take it anymore." My voice came to my ears, it was so hoarse, full of caring, and so thick that I couldn't bear it. Deeply worried.

Looking into her bloodshot brown eyes, I was frightened by those tired and annoyed eyes, and wanted to caress that pale handsome face in the cold snow light.The moment he raised his hand, he stopped again, because of the flickering gazes of the surrounding ministers.

The hand that was slowly hanging down was grasped by Lemomena. The hot temperature that did not belong to winter was transmitted from the cold back of the hand to the body, warming the heartbeat that suddenly missed a beat, and the gurgling warmth penetrated into the breath. A beautiful feeling that might be called shyness.

Five fingers slipped through Khaleesi's cold fingers, clasped them tightly, and pulled her towards a house.

Kusina glared at Aziz, and Aziz shrugged with an innocent expression on his face, and followed them.

Holding the hot tea brought by the attendant, Kalixi glanced at the people around her. A thin layer of snow was leaning on Lemomena's shoulder, making the black robe look deeper, just like her face at the moment, It's also gloomy and cold.

Looking back, the steaming hot tea injected heat into the already cold and numb body, but it couldn't dispel the yin and cold breath of Lemomena beside him.Such a sharp and dark duck forced everyone in the room to show a cautious look.

The attendants came in and out to bring charcoal, filled the three stoves in the room, and brought hot tea to everyone, then bowed and retreated to a corner.

"I don't know when this heavy snow will stop. It is even more difficult to repair the slave camp against the wind and snow. Who will tell me what to do now?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered.

After pondering for a moment, he glanced at the minister standing silently, and finally landed on the adjutant in charge of the slave camp, and asked: "Evacuate all the intact houses in the slave camp immediately, and arrange for the elderly, women, children and injured slaves to live in them! "

"Yes, yes, I will go immediately." The adjutant knelt down, bowed tremblingly, almost tripped over his own robe when he got up, and exited the room with smoke in his footsteps, seeing that his figure seemed to be fleeing from death.

It's no wonder, he just witnessed the supreme supervisor of the slave camp being dragged out to be executed on the spot. If he doesn't act more swiftly, he may be the next one to fall under the sword.

"There are too few houses here that can keep out the cold. There is no place for so many slaves to live in. It is too late to build huts and houses. There are four slave camps of similar size outside the city of Hattusha. The disaster here is like this, presumably others The three places are also quite serious." Aziz said, everyone knows that the other three slave camps are probably worse than this one.

Without saying a word, the biting chill of winter snow was gloomy in his brown eyes, and the low temperature that could not be dispelled by the fire was spreading in the stiff air.

Suddenly, a voice rang softly, and the tone of inquiry was full of sincerity.

"On the way I came, I saw a temple near the city. Can the slaves... live in it?" With a glimmer of hope, Khaleesi suggested in a low voice, knowing that this plan is quite feasible. Low, basically impossible.

The status of slaves is quite humble. Rather than saying that they are people without freedom, it is better to say that they are talking animals in the eyes of people.Such a holy and great clean place as the temple, even ordinary people can't just enter it if they want to, let alone slaves who live like ants.

Sure enough... As soon as he finished speaking, he was criticized by everyone.

"what?!"

"How do you allow slaves to enter the temple?"

"Princess, the temple is such a noble and sacred place, how can dirty slaves be allowed to enter, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Yes, yes, slaves are worse than pariahs. They must not step into Hittite temples. This is a blasphemy against the almighty Anatolian gods."

Kusina's face darkened and he did not speak. Aziz raised his eyebrows, and his smiling eyes flashed with admiration. The other accompanying officials were not as calm as the two of them, and they all protested loudly, like Khaleesi. His proposal blasphemed the holy gods and would bring terrible disasters to Hittite. The officials panicked to stop and persuade them.

"Enough!" A palm hit the armrest of the wooden chair, and there was a muffled sound.

"Lemomena..." His brows quivered slightly, a hint of worry was hidden in his sea-blue eyes, and he bit his lip.

Silent, looking sideways, looking at Khaleesi who was beside her with a worried face, the moment his four eyes met, Lemomena moved his gloomy gaze away, and turned to look at the suddenly quiet people in the room.

He murmured, lightly twirling his fingertips wrapped in linen, his eyes flickering, like a bright moon hidden in thick clouds in a dark night, unpredictable and mysterious.

After pondering for a moment, he loosened his five fingers, raised his eyes, and said, "Kushina, immediately arrange for people to bring the slaves into the temple, send a message to the other three slave camps, and send the slaves to the temple to escape the cold. Order the witch doctor in the city Go to treat the frostbitten slave, and get the medicine from the palace."

"Yes, I will do it immediately."

"Regent, this, this----" Some people did not give up and wanted to dissuade them. The moment they hesitated to speak out, they were frightened away by a low reprimand.

"What is this? All the slaves were frozen to death, who went to mine in the mountains...you? If you think they have defiled the temple, how about taking out your own mansion for the slaves to spend the winter?" Lemomena's voice It's not big, the low tone reveals obvious anger, and there is also a violent breath that people can't look directly at. "Who else disagrees with slaves entering the temple, I will treat him as willing to donate his house to solve my problems."

Glancing around, everyone lowered their heads knowingly, and no one continued to object.

Lemomena frowned in displeasure, with a gloomy face. He didn't know if he was angry by these officials, or because of the sudden heavy snow, or because he was sitting on the soft chair beside him with downcast eyebrows. , Khaleesi, who was drinking tea quietly, felt uneasy.

Deeply, secretly, sigh.

They waved their hands with unfriendly expressions, and everyone bowed and saluted, and exited the room one by one, leaving the warmth from the fire and the strange and unpredictable quiet atmosphere to the two people in the room.

Putting down the cup, Khaleesi frowned lightly, thinking of apologizing to Lemomena, but she stopped for some reason when she reached the point of her mouth, entangled in her inexplicable hesitation, and fell silent.

Looking up, I looked at the stove in the center of the room. The golden-red flames drilled out of the top of the stove, and the white smoke hovered in the air. There was no sound and no breath of enchanting agility. Accompanied by the whistling and powerful wind outside the door, the small room was full of people. Momena didn't like the silence.

She likes the quietness when she is alone, but she doesn't like the quietness when she is in the same room with Khaleesi, this kind of quietness that makes her feel suffocated, it seems that something strange has infiltrated between them following the dispute last night, forcing them to be careful everywhere Repressed, as if Night Breeze didn't dare to get close to the candle, even a little cautious as if walking on eggshells.

"Go back." After a while, he stood up and said softly, in a dazed tone that he didn't know how to use.

He was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and got up.

She was helped into the chariot by Lemomenna, looking back, she did not get into the chariot, but instead took the reins from the guards.A flash of surprise flashed across the blue eyes, and there was even a tinge of sadness.

Caught off guard, speak. "Let's take a ride together."

Dazed, Kalixi's words full of begging really made her hesitate for a moment.Raising his eyes, Lemomena nodded slightly, convinced by the eager anticipation shining in his blue eyes.

The carriage bumped on the snow-deep snow-shallow road, and the atmosphere inside the car was silent and dull. In such a small space, the most suffocating feeling is that there are thousands of words to say, but only words are left when they reach the mouth. The next suppressed sigh...

"...Sorry." After making up his mind, since he couldn't find a more suitable opening sentence, he started with the simplest sentence.

There was a trace of strangeness in the brown eyes, Khaleesi's apology made Lemomenna feel like a bastard,

"Don't you think I should be the one to say 'sorry'?"

Shaking his head, smiling, warm and gentle. "The problem is between us, not one person's fault, we all need to wake up."

"I know, you're disappointed in me. I'm too stupid to hide what you did, whether it's out of good intentions to protect you or for any other reason."

"To be stupid, we should be on the same level. If I could experience your feelings earlier and let you understand... I would like to accompany you to face all difficulties, instead of just questioning your decisions all day long. Then, You would not choose to bear all the pressure alone. Lemomena, I am not disappointed in you, but disappointed in myself."

"Khalee----"

"Please let me finish."

"..."

"I, like you, although I was born in a palace, I have never been a real princess... I sew clothes by myself, clean the house by myself, grow vegetables and water myself, and take care of myself. I may not be as strong as you, I I may not have your courage, and I may not have your courage."

His unwavering gaze was as blue as the endless sea under the sun, far and deep, unshakable. "However, I have my own strength, and having you by my side makes my strength even more indestructible. Lemomena, you want me to stand with you in the Hittite palace, then let me Become a man who is truly worthy of being a son of the Anatolian plateau, let us face it together!"

After pondering for a long time, the brown eyes were deep without any flickering, as if something had condensed the serious gaze. Along with Kalixi's persistent and heavy words, Lemomena's breathing stopped slowly. Her throat, just like the sound of her heartbeat at this moment, also stopped in a strange corner.

With a deep sigh, she released the bewilderment that had been trapped in her body.Suddenly, I really want to laugh, laugh at my cautious thoughts, laugh at my proud open-mindedness, laugh at my extremely childish desire to protect.

It turns out that when you love someone, besides standing in front of her to block all the wind and snow for her, and giving her impenetrable protection, you can also choose to stand behind her, be her strong backing, and give her endless trust .

"My little princess, you are stronger than I imagined. I'm sorry, but I have always underestimated you. I will change. Please believe me." After a heavy sigh, Lemomena raised his eyebrows and smiled She got up and smiled lightly, although the brows still lingered with the exhaustion that had not slept all night, they couldn't stop the charming brilliance from the bottom of the brown eyes that flickered leisurely.

The cold wind that got into the carriage blew away the white mist lingering on the corners of Wei Yang's lips, and the rich atmosphere of happiness permeated into the bright blue eyes, and he laughed lightly, like a child who got his wish.

Stretching out his hand, he pulled Kalixi into his arms, stroking the soft black hair with his chin, Lemomena lost his mind for a moment... Slowly closed his eyes, sighed again, but smiled.

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three days later

A group of people stepped out of the tall city gate of Hattusha in a mighty manner, and drove towards the east of Hittite, which is the closest place to the border of Babylon, and it is also the location of several major iron mines in Hittite.

Standing on the tower built of black and gray boulders, overlooking the wind, the winter snow has not yet melted, and the horses have left chaotic hoofprints on the ground, which is so similar to the mood at this moment.

Lemomena's back could not be seen clearly for a long time, the air refracted by the snow light was extraordinarily cold, but it could not stop Kalisi's determination to continue standing in the wind, watching the team that was drifting away motionlessly, rippling in the air The tears in his eyes finally flowed down silently.

Not letting Lemomena, who was traveling far away, see her tears bit by bit, Kalixi blocked the tears with choked breath, and watched the black figure disappear into the brilliant snow with the most beautiful smile.It wasn't until the long-distance team turned into a vague undulating outline that Kalixi realized that the price of being strong is always painful.

Titi, who was behind her, urged Khaleesi to return to the palace over and over again, but she was unmoved. The clear blue sky after the snow was so transparent and attractive, but it was so out of reach.

This distance is as far away as their parting this time.