swear to love heaven

Quickly nodded, and said: "When the villain went to the Great Stone Hall, Lord Aziz was there. When he left, he heard the regent and Lord Aziz talking, and Lord Aziz said..." Looking at Kari who was drinking tea Xi, her eyes were light and her expression was calm. The chief executive continued: "The regent...dotes on you so much."

A ray of surprise flashed across his eyes, and the moment he raised his eyes and frowned, he saw the short and fat manager shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head even lower.

"What did the Regent say?" asked eagerly, from Vanessa who looked curious.

I don't know if being so talkative will bring bad luck.Intuition told him, probably not. "The regent just smiled and didn't say anything."

He waved his hand lightly, signaling him to back down.Kalixi continued to drink the sweet tea, but there was a slight difference in the sea-blue eyes, the blue light was still pure and clean, even more clear than before, it seemed that something suddenly brightened the deep pupils, causing the There was a faint but clear ripple.

"What does Aziz mean?" Curious, Vanessa turned to look at her and asked.

Swallowing the tea in the mouth, the sweet smell spread all the way to the bottom of my heart, diluting the richness of the incense in the breath, the clean fragrance, and the deadly sweetness.

"Who knows what he means." He said casually, got up, and walked towards the bookshelf, hiding the sudden fiery blush on his cheeks with unhurried steps.

Of course she knows...

These, the soft carpets spread all over the palace, are the silent words of the regent's tender and affectionate words.

Last night, she came to pick her up for the banquet and saw her standing by the window barefoot.On the way the two went to the Holy Light Hall together, Lemomenna once teased her narrowly, saying that she looked like a child who hadn't grown up because of her bare feet.

Khalixi told her that when she was in the Syrian royal palace, she liked to run around barefoot the most. Since her palace was located in a remote location, almost no one would pass by, so she didn't have to worry about her status as a princess, and she could do whatever she wanted without restraint.

Khalixi remembered that when she said these words, some emotion flashed vaguely on Lemomena's side face hidden under the torch, so fast that she thought it was just the mottled fire shadow shaken by the evening wind.

Looking sideways, looking at the servants who were busy in the corridor through the sunlight by the window, suddenly, there was a very slight pain in the tip of my heart, which was rapid and subtle, but it could not be ignored.

The love given by Lemomena is just like her personality, silent, stable, and introverted... Such silent behavior reveals her meticulous concern without any trace, and the heart hidden behind the hard green armor is gentle and makes people feel Fascinated, tenderly forcing people to fall...

Unable to restrain the sour and hot eyes, he took a deep breath and put the scroll in his hand on the shelf.

"I'm going to the Great Stone Hall." The moment she turned around, she raised her skirt and walked hurriedly, only leaving a word to Vanessa who was drinking tea at the table.

Frowning, with an inexplicable expression on her face, Vanessa shook her head and sighed.

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The celebration banquet was lively and colorful, and continued to show fiery colors after the sunset glow faded. The magnificent hall was filled with people in high spirits. Unlike the formal banquet last night, today's dinner was quite unique.

According to the Hittite tradition, on the important day of national celebration, nobles and high-level ministers can bring their families to the banquet starting from the next day. In order to show the king's benevolent heart, this habit has been maintained.

Therefore, the nobles and ministers in the city all brought their families into the palace to have a banquet, and the well-dressed women competed with each other for their beauty, which was as beautiful as the spring day.

Many of them saw Lemomena for the first time. From the moment they looked up at her, the stunned expressions mixed with horror instantly shattered the smiles that traced the delicate makeup.

However, Khaleesi found something interesting. They were all afraid of the taciturn young regent.However, the curious and probing gazes from these female family members did not decrease at all.

Even, a little too much.

Snuggling towards her, leaning against her ear, slightly curly brown hair rubbing against the corner of her lips, the crisp tingling is just like the mood at the moment. "The lady is looking at you."

The left hand wrapped in linen strips rested on the edge of the table, knocking on the marble table top and bottom.Looking sideways, at a short distance from that delicate face, one can see the shadow cast by Kalixi's long and slender eyelashes, tempting the beautiful shadow that is constantly approaching by the lights.

"Really?" The voice was neither soft nor heavy, with a tone of indifference.

Slightly frowning, Lemomena's warm breath blowing on his face with a hint of alcohol hidden in it, aroused a layer of warm and seductive temptation.

"She is Lord Skushi's youngest daughter, and the girl with long brown hair next to her is her older sister. I never thought that the plain-looking Skushi would have two such beautiful daughters."

Picking up the golden cup, closing his eyes, the red ripples in the cup are rippling in his eyes, and there is a circle of red and green light that looks like a smile but not a smile.After taking a sip, he opened his mouth slowly. "My memory is not that bad, and I know who they are."

The corners of the mouth are raised, and the charming arc draws the evening wind, attracting some amazed and absent-minded eyes from the surrounding crowd. "There are so many young and beautiful girls here today, I'm afraid you've forgotten who they are."

The rich aroma and the mellow aroma of wine seem to be unable to suppress the faint smell of acetic acid.However, the scent poured into Lemomena's breath is a sticky and lingering sweet smell...

"Otherwise, how about I order the female relatives to retreat now?" Laughing, the lights flickering in the corners of slightly curved eyes, frivolous and willful.

With blue eyes leisurely, pretending to be casual, lightly brushing the folds of the skirt, said coquettishly: "You are the regent, you can do whatever you want, there is no need to ask me."

"Come here." Sitting upright, he gave an order.

The maid stepped forward, bowed and waited for orders.

"In the hall----"

"The hall is too stuffy, open the window." Pulling Lemomena's sleeve, he spoke impatiently, his face pale.

"Yes."

Frowning, blue eyes full of resentment, Kalixi turned her face angrily, and remained silent.

Lifting his lips and laughing, he held Khalisi's hand on the skirt, and she shook it off. Lemomena continued to hold it, not giving her another chance to get rid of it, and his dexterous five fingers directly passed through it. Seam, button to tighten.

"Okay, I'm joking, don't be angry."

What answered her was the strands of black hair lifted by the night wind by the window, silent.

"Come on, this is your favorite food, take a bite." He picked up a piece of pastry, put it on Kalixi's plate, and pushed it in front of her.

What answered her was still the stillness of the evening breeze, the unchanging silence.

Sighing, inexplicably feeling a layer of helplessness, he moved his body, making the distance between the skirts and robes a little closer.

"I'll fine you a glass of wine and apologize to you, okay?"

This time, the long black wavy hair remained unmoved, and the mischievous evening wind brushed the hair unknowingly, bringing out an intricate shadow.

With a serious face but smiling eyes, he leaned into her ear and begged in a low voice: "My little princess, look, the ministers are all watching, if you continue to ignore me, those people will start to think about it. , will their regent go to sleep in the Hall of Stones tonight?"

"Thick-skinned." He scolded lightly and smiled.

With a long sigh, he nodded and raised his hand to touch his left cheek. "It is relatively thick."

Just as he was about to continue joking, he was caught by the sudden noise and looked up. Everyone was swarming towards the center of the hall, and someone raised a wine glass and yelled something emotionally, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with them? "

Glancing at it, he said, "The fight is about to start."

"Walking?" It's unheard of, it's a novelty that there is going to be a wrestling in the palace dinner.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, she grabbed Khalixi's waist and pulled her into her arms.Looking at her side face focused on the ring, the brilliant firelight lit up her curious blue eyes, a piece of sea blue brilliance, the beauty is not real. "It's purely for entertainment. Anyone can participate. You can't use weapons. You can only use your fists to knock down your opponent. The winner will be rewarded."

"Will it hurt?"

"It's inevitable, but it's just a small injury, it's nothing to get in the way."

Wrinkled his nose, spoke contemptuously, and said lightly: "A good celebration banquet, singing, dancing and wine is not enough, if you insist on having a fight for fun, you are really a hopeless warlike nation."

Laugh out loud, hearty, arrogant. "You're only now discovering that the Hittites have warlike blood, and it's probably too late."

He rolled his eyes at her, with a delicate and arrogant expression, which caused a slight force to tighten the arms on his waist, instantly.

"Your Highness." Muhari stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Look sideways, smile lightly.

With a wine glass in his hand, Muhali raised it towards her respectfully. "You defeated the Babylonians this time, and you made the King of Babylon sign the terms of the peace talks, forcing him to give up three cities and manage them together with Hittite. You made a great victory and made great achievements in battle. I feel that Hittite was blessed by the gods. You are the will of the gods. Here, I have a wish, Your Highness, please grant it."

"Muhari, I understand your wish in my heart, so... there is no need to say it." Her words were gentle, and her firm tea-colored shimmer revealed a piece of ice, quietly.

Frowning, Muhali looked at Khaleesi, embarrassment swept away on the middle-aged straightforward face. "Your Highness, the gods chose you to carry the future of Hittite. Your strategy, your bloodline, everything is extraordinary. Why do you go against God's will and refuse to be king?"

It can be seen that Muhari's attitude today is less courteous and more tough, which is quite different from his usual calm and low-key.

There was silence, the flames danced on the green armor on the side of the face, flickering on and off suddenly, and the warm evening wind passed between the two of them, failing to blow away the stiff atmosphere that was entrenched in the confrontation between the two.

"Your Highness, being the queen of Hittite is exactly what everyone expects. Please consider carefully." Yu Luo bowed solemnly and sincerely begged.

Suddenly, Kalixi felt stuffy in her heart, as if a big rock was blocked, and she couldn't move it away, and couldn't get around it. What was suffocating was not the breath, but the hesitation settled in the eyes.Lowering his eyes, he blocked the trembling soul in his eyes with a seemingly calm expression.

For some reason, Lemomena had the urge to take Kalixi away with a flick of his sleeve, and glanced around. People's attention was attracted by the wonderful fight in the ring, and they didn't see what happened here.

The silent Khaleesi next to her exuded an aura of silence that did not belong to the brilliant lights. Her neck, hidden under the black hair, was white and slender, with frail lines, making people want to touch that layer of beautiful softness involuntarily.

"Muhali, there is no need to mention this matter anymore, I naturally have arrangements." She let go of Khalixi's arm, stood up, raised her face slightly, and her arrogant gaze penetrated the brilliant firelight of the hall and landed on the ring There are two wrestling figures.

"I'm going to play too." After saying a few words, Lemomena stepped down the steps and strode towards the crowd.

Opening his mouth, he still didn't make a sound in the end, his blue eyes concealed a hesitation and helplessness that couldn't go away, following the black figure that broke the golden flame, Khaleesi fell silent.

Disappointment appeared on Muhali's face, and the deep imprints of the years could not conceal his loss. He nodded slightly to Khaleesi, turned and left with a sigh.

Because of Lemomena's joining, people's emotions are even higher, and the boiling noise can almost knock off the dome of the hall... The unbridled and bold cheers, the red-faced noise, and the ecstatic crowd have long since thrown away the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers. outside.

The raging flames burning in their eyes were the fierce battle ignited by the sharp young woman in the ring. The blood in her body was inexplicably churning. Along with her quick and fierce moves, people's eyes gradually changed. Happiness is spreading wildly.

The intoxicating night wind disturbed the charm and grace of the golden screen curtain behind her, but what could not be disturbed was the calmness of the clear blue eyes, the tossing and turning of her breathing lightly, entangled with the fear and anxiety trapped in her heart over and over again.

In the hall of holy light with a huge dome, red lotus candles burned in every corner, but there was still a little bit of darkness that no one explored.