swear to love heaven

"Prince Regent, you can't go in." The guard bravely raised his arms and stopped Lemomenna who was about to enter the temple.

Eyes sideways, with a hint of sullenness, without saying a word, he took steps to step across the threshold.

Seen by her sharp eyes, the whole body was shivering. The guard's arm in mid-air shrank obviously, but he did not let it go. He gritted his teeth and said with a livid face: "The Regent, Princess Kalixi has an order that you are not allowed to enter the temple. , villain, villain----"

"Go away."

The simple order was accentuated to the extreme by her expressionless expression, the extreme indifference, the extreme bad mood.

"Yes." The guard withdrew his hand knowingly, nodded respectfully, and retreated to the door.Whoever dares to stop the regent may come, he doesn't want to lose his life today, and the guards resigned themselves to sighing secretly.

The refugees all over the temple stared at the sudden appearance of Lemomena in amazement and horror. When they suddenly came back to their senses, before she had time to bow down, she had already hurried past them and walked straight towards the inner hall.

Passing by, the priests and witch doctors hurriedly knelt down to salute, with strange expressions of astonishment on their faces. The Hittite regent appeared here again, which made them feel unprecedented pressure.

"The Regent." The high priest in charge of the temple heard the news of Lemomena's arrival, hurried over, and was still a few steps away from her, and knelt down deeply.

"Where's Khaleesi?"

"The princess is in the stone room on the right."

"Has the patient's condition improved?" Raising his hand, motioning for him to get up, bypassing the high priest, Lemomenna walked directly towards the stone chamber without stopping.

Followed step by step, bent slightly, and answered cautiously. "Only a few patients have improved, but most have not improved."

"The reason hasn't been found yet?"

The high priest glanced at the witch doctor beside him, his complexion was very bad.Lowering his eyes, he said: "Yes, Her Royal Highness is leading everyone to thoroughly investigate all the patients. I believe the cause will be found soon. Please rest assured, the Regent."

"Don't worry?" Suddenly, the steps stopped, the hem of the black robe fluttered at the feet of the sudden stop, and a half-unpredictable black shadow hovered in the shady hall, and the team of dozens of people behind stopped in fear. "The way of transmission, the method of treatment, the means of eradicating it... It's been more than 20 days, what have you found out?"

Everyone knelt down, especially the witch doctors, who were even more astonished.After the plague raged, they tried their best to treat the patients, but they couldn't find an effective prescription, and the treatment was still stagnant. Seeing more and more people dying, they also knew that their own death was getting closer.

"Okay, let's all back down." He spoke extremely irritably, and continued in a hurry.

"Yes." Kneeling deeply again, a layer of luck floated in everyone's flickering eyes.

Turning around the towering stone pillar, a gray stone door appeared in front of him. A familiar and busy figure was vaguely seen inside the door, and Lemomena couldn't help slowing down his pace.

"Is it this one?"

"No, I tried it yesterday, adding this medicinal material, the fever can only be reduced for a short time, the scars have not subsided, and those people started to have a high fever again this morning." Putting down the medicine bottle, Kalixi frowned and shook her head.

Sharma reached for a bowl, poured the medicine from the bottle into it, and stirred it with a spoon. "It's okay to reduce the fever first. They can't last a few days if they have a high fever for a long time."

"Fever and cough are only symptoms caused by the plague, not the main cause. Sharma, did you find out that those patients with scars that began to fester just continued to have a high fever, and the cough disappeared. But once they start coughing again, they vomit a lot of blood. What antipyretics? It doesn’t work.” After examining countless patients, Kalixi had a vague discovery, but she didn’t know how to prove her idea.

"Yes, lung infection is the last stage of the plague."

"Before, those who were cured by the Assyrian prescription did not cough up blood, that is to say----"

"That prescription is only effective for people who have no lung infection!" I was a little surprised. If this is the case, at least find out the reason why the prescription doesn't work, and the people this medicine is suitable for.

The maid came forward holding the tray and nodded. "Your Highness, the external ointment is ready."

"Okay, take it out to them right away. Tell the witch doctor, each patient uses a bottle separately, and must not share it to avoid cross-infection." He confessed softly, and then looked down at the medical books he was familiar with, perhaps because he had neglected What an inconspicuous place.

"Prince Regent!" Seeing the solemn figure standing by the door, the maid who was about to go out holding bottles and jars was taken aback, and quickly knelt down.

"Go." Entering the door, he said softly to the maid.

"Why are you here again?" A cold sweat broke out in shock, why is this person disobedient?

Glancing at Sharma, she was looking at herself with a weird smile.

Raising his eyebrows sarcastically, and retaliated for her arrogance that didn't take him seriously, Lemomena walked to the table.

"Don't let the guards stop me." It was half a request, half an order, and he said with a pleasant smile.

Ignoring her tender eyes, ignoring the pure curve of her lips, ignoring her brilliant and dazzling smile, Kalixi put down the medicine book in her hand, sighed helplessly, her brows and eyes were frowning, and her expression was helpless. Red sullen.

Feeling bored and not wanting to get in the way here, Sharma picked up a pot of medicinal soup and grabbed a few clean linen cloths. "It's time, I'm going to deliver medicine to the priest and the witch doctor."

Smiling, nodded and said: "Okay."

Nodding lightly to Lemomena, she smiled back, and Sharma left the room with her things.

Glancing at the door with a gloomy halo, Lemomena walked slowly to Kalixi, and the moment she took a roll of parchment, he reached out and hugged her, with a bit of stubborn strength and a little Childish waywardness.

The chin was pressed against the layer of long black hair that was as soft as sand, and the panic hidden in his heart was finely ground. When the brows were quietly tightened, the low voice seemed to be talking to himself, powerless and helpless.

"You've been here for a few days, and I've been in fear for a few days. I can't take it anymore, Khaleesi." She always thought that she was strong enough to resist all the fears that came from her heart.

However, she was wrong, very wrong.

The voice that pierced the eardrum was unfamiliar and hoarse, the deliberately suppressed tone revealed the weakness that did not belong to the regent who had never surrendered, and the arms that hugged him carefully were trembling.

With a tremor of her fingertips, the scroll slid down lightly, her arms trembling slightly, wrapped around her waist, and she opened her mouth very softly, hiding a choked breath. "I'm sorry to make you worry, I'm really sorry."

With a long sigh, immersed in the complicated emotions that she couldn't sort out, Lemomena didn't speak, but the frown between her eyebrows tightly revealed her thoughts.

"As soon as Aziz's team reached the south bank of the Seydon River, there was an infection." The conversation suddenly changed, she sat down with Khaleesi, and said in a deep voice.

Shocked, he asked with concern: "Where is Aziz, is he sick?"

He narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Let him come back soon, we can't move on. The north is too far away from Hattusa. Even if we find a useful prescription, it's too late to give it to him." Impossible to reach the far north quickly.

"I have ordered him to return to Hattusha immediately, but...according to his personality, he will definitely not obey the order, and he will definitely insist on transporting the grain to the north." With a gloomy face and dim eyes, she knows Ah well. Ziz's personality, he will never obey the order to return.

Panicked and at a loss, looking at Lemomenna with a gloomy face, Kalixi's eyes showed panic. "Then what should we do? Think of a way quickly, as long as you can get him back."

I tugged at the corners of my mouth, not knowing whether it was helpless distress or helpless relief. "Don't worry, as long as you can find a real cure, I can deliver it to him."

Doubt, frown. "How?"

"Do you know the breed of Seth?"

"Seth is a highland eagle."

"The advantages of plateau eagles are good stamina, fast speed, and strong aggressiveness. I have ordered people to start training plateau eagles and use them to transmit information. Currently, Hattusha has 130 well-trained plateau eagles." Hold the card With Lixi's slender hand, the index finger rubbed against the white back of the hand, once and for all, gently and gently. "They can deliver the prescriptions to all the cities in the Hittite territory in the shortest time."

Suddenly realized, no wonder I can always see a few plateau eagles circling in the sky recently, thinking that they just flew over Hattusha by chance.It turned out that they were all letter eagles specially used to deliver information.

"Relying on people to send messages is too slow, limited by the weather and geographical influence. Before, I trained a group of mountain crows. Although the speed is very fast, they have no resistance. They are often attacked by plateau eagles on the way, and they are released ten times. Only, less than three came back." Letting go of Khaleesi's hand, Lemomena walked towards the window with heavy steps. "That's why I thought of training the plateau eagle. It's just that it is very difficult to domesticate this natural raptor. Five falconers have been injured one after another. Fortunately, Seth helped a lot."

Those kings of the sky who cannot be tamed from the bottom of their bones are always attacking humans who want to tame them.Several times it was Seth who made the shots and taught the disobedient plateau eagle a lesson.Slowly, these plateau eagles began to be afraid of Seth, and changed bit by bit from recalcitrance to obedience.

"Prescriptions are the key. The ancient Assyrian prescriptions can only treat patients in the early stage of the plague. Let me tell you this prescription first. As long as the early stage patients take the medicine, they can recover." There is no way to find a prescription to completely cure the plague immediately, at least you can cure those who have just started. people who are infected.

Holding the window sill with one hand, looking sideways, frowning and nodding. "Okay, give me the prescription, and let Xinying pass this on when you return to the palace."

Khaleesi walked quickly to the table, picked up the parchment, and wrote down the prescription.

He took the parchment, glanced at it, folded it and tucked it into his belt.Outside the window came the soft whispers of the maids passing by, gentle and delicate, just like being somewhere in the palace, you can always hear the enchanting whispers of the maids laughing in a low voice, at this moment, these familiar voices are especially special to your ears. sharp.

"You have a bad complexion. You should go to bed earlier at night. Don't work too hard." He stretched out his arms and hugged Kalixi's shoulders. Such a thin shoulder has to bear such a heavy responsibility. He loves her body and hates his own body even more. inability.

Leaning in her arms, sniffing hard the faint fragrance of the mountain wind and drizzle, Kalixi showed a bright smile, and her soft and charming voice was like the light breeze by the window. "Do I still want to tell you this sentence?"

Laughing softly, holding Kalixi's chin, looking down into those clear blue eyes, the deep loss inadvertently penetrated into the bottom of my heart through the breeze passing behind, suppressing the urge to pull her away, Lemomena smiled and said nothing.

Her eyes are extremely serious, tempting to walk into the enchanted abyss hovering in these eyes, the brown light that is gradually sinking and darkening, faintly blooming with a kind of gentleness that paralyzes the mind, Kalixi only feels that the sight is occupied by her at the same time, It seemed as if something else had been taken from those eyes as well.

With the approaching breath of Lemomena, hot and rapid breath sprayed on the temporarily numb face, Kalixi shrank her shoulders a little instinctively, and a force on her shoulders prevented her from retreating limply. .

Her lips touched the corners of her lips, touching them carefully, with caring and tenderness, as if the whirling wind swept across the calm mirror-like lake, unintentionally disturbing, but intentionally approaching.

Slowly, immersed in this brief moment of happiness, the corners of Khaleesi's eyes fainted with tears, for some reason.

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Waking up in the morning, a burst of dizziness struck, dazzling white light occupied everything in front of me, I took a deep breath, and slightly hid my sight, but my unsteady breathing was disrupted by a severe cough.

The maid hurriedly came to the bed with the cup, and supported the unstable Kalixi.

He coughed several times, his throat seemed to be on fire, it was painful and hot.After finally stopping her cough, and struggling to breathe the air full of medicinal herbs, Khaleesi sat on the edge of the bed, another wave of dizziness burst out of her head, almost causing her to fall down.

"Princess, are you..." the maid asked in a low voice, her voice full of speculation.

Close your eyes for a moment, slowly open them, and stare weakly at the desk by the window. The medical books you studied last night are spread out in the young morning light, and the semi-transparent scrolls cast a circle of yellowish light indistinctly. faint.

Frowning, a glint of light flashed across her blue eyes, and she stood up with her body supported. The maid immediately stepped forward to support her, sat down at the desk, her face was flushed unhealthily, and she spoke weakly. "Please come here, Sharma."