swear to love heaven

Nam'an was caught on the way to escape. In order to deceive others, he took off his fine clothes and put on the shabby clothes of ordinary civilians. He hid the exquisite crown in his bag and used it with his Mycenae royal seal. Wrapped in layers of coarse cloth.

Lemomena stood by the railing, looking at the indistinguishable horizon of sea and sky. A flock of seagulls hovered under the sky very close to the coastline, and the waves crashed violently against the rocks under the cliff.In an instant, the billowing white waves roared and smashed into pieces, creating a layer of air waves that reflected the sunlight, just like a handful of fireworks made of water flipping up a colorful drop of water, which was beautiful in an instant and disappeared in an instant.

A series of footsteps sounded behind him, and the sound of armor scraping was vaguely mixed with a messy pace.

"Prince Regent, bring Nam'an." The guard stood under the terrace and said to her back.

He beckoned, turned around slowly, leaned against the snow-white stone railing up to his waist, folded his arms around his chest, and looked expressionlessly at the crooked figure dragged up by the guards.

Nam'an was supported by two guards, his clothes were stained with blood and his original color could hardly be seen, his left forehead was injured, and half-dried blood clots stuck to the corner of his eye, which made his left eye half-closed, in a state of embarrassment It's hard to compare with the arrogant king ten days ago.

Nam'an raised his head, squinted his eyes against the sun, and looked at Lemomena who was surrounded by dazzling light a few steps away.He saw her raise her eyebrows thoughtfully, and then the half-faced woman in the green armor laughed, looking very happy.

The guard behind him kicked his back knee, and Nam'an staggered and fell to the ground.

"It's been ten days. It's really not easy for you to escape the full search of the Hittite and Egyptian armies for ten days. Namu'an, your ability to escape is much better than your ability to govern the country." It seemed that he felt sorry for him. It's a pity, she shook her head lamentingly, and spoke softly with the wicked arrogance at the corner of her mouth.

Leng snorted, silent.

Tilting his head, his eyes turned around him, and he stretched out his hand to hold down the short hair that was blown by the wind, some fine short hair slipped out between his fingers, and flew into the air following the wildly dancing sea breeze.

"I said, if you don't give Khaleesi to me, I will destroy your Mycenae." Opening her arms, the sea wind rolled a row of huge waves roaring into the sky behind her, she smiled , Laughing wantonly and violently.

"We Hittites, we walk the talk," she said.

Nam'an gritted his teeth, and let out a voice of hatred from his chapped lips. "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. I lose, and I admit it. You can kill me as you like. Lemomena, stop talking nonsense here."

She nodded gracefully, her brown eyes quietly rippling with the golden sunlight, which was completely different from the frenzied sea tide behind her.

"Son of the Sea God, isn't it?"

With a cold snort, Nam'an stared at his bloodshot eyes. If eyes could kill, Lemomenna believed that his body would already be riddled with holes.

His eyes suddenly turned sharp, but his voice became very soft. "Since you are the son of Poseidon, I will send you...to your father's side."

"Come here." He ordered simply and neatly. "Return Nam'an to the great sea god, immediately."

"Yes." The guards on both sides nodded, and quickly stepped forward to lift Nam'an who was kneeling on the ground, and pulled him off the balcony.

"Lemomenna, I will curse you. One day, you will also die without a whole body." Being dragged back and walking outside, Namuan stretched his neck and tried his best to face Lemomen with a stern smile. shouted Na.

"Greetings to Poseidon for me." After the words fell, she turned around slowly, put her hands on the slightly hot smooth railing, closed her eyes towards the Mediterranean Sea, took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze, and the arc on her lips The thread fluttered leisurely in the wind.

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When she rode her horse into the Lion's Gate, Sharma saw a man standing not far away waving at her with raised eyebrows.She turned her head and whispered to the subordinate behind her, who nodded and led the team around her, and ran straight into the Acropolis.

"You're not in the palace with Kalixi, why did you come here?" Driving the horse to Venesa, he got off the horse and glanced at the guards at the Lion Gate who were changing shifts. They were all Hittite warriors, and Egypt Soldiers are responsible for patrolling the city of Mycenae.

Venisha took the water bag from her waist, handed it to Sharma, curled her lips, and said with a sigh: "With the regent accompanying Khaleesi every step of the way, why do I need to accompany her, I am not so Stupid, sticking it out there is annoying."

"..." Quietly raised his head to drink water, without saying a word.

"Sharma, do you have time? I have something to tell you."

After plugging the wooden stopper of the water bag, he nodded. "Yes, this way." Looking around, she walked towards the small square on the left of the Lion Gate.

It was almost noon, and the sun was shining directly on my body, which was very hot.The two walked together to the small gazebo by the square. Sharma sat down and looked up to see Vanessa standing aside, staring down at the ground, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I like you." The words that blurted out suddenly made the atmosphere stiff.

It's not that she doesn't know how Venissa feels about her, whether she avoids her or pretends to be stupid, Sharma doesn't want to admit this fact. It seems that as long as she doesn't face Venissa's warm eyes, then this little girl will be right. Her interest may slowly fade over time until it disappears.

After a while, she hesitated, and when she cleared her throat and spoke, the blushing Vinissa took the lead to answer. "Venissa, I--"

"I know, you like Khaleesi, you have always liked her in your heart, even if Khaleesi fell in love with the regent, you still like her." The face was red, and the eyes were also red, and a thin mist spread under the eyes , The warm liquid was about to come out of her eyes, she sucked in hard to stop them.

"This is my own business." His throat tightened, his voice was a little hoarse, and his face became slightly gloomy.

"Really? Is it really about you alone? Do you think that Khaleesi is not sad when you are like this? And the regent, she clearly knows your feelings for Kaleexi, but for many reasons Keep silent, do you think she will feel comfortable?"

The line of sight fell on the pool in the square. The mouth of the animal head carved out sprayed clear groundwater. The sun shone in the water and shone on the pool surface. following gaze.

"Whether you like it or love it, once you have feelings for someone, it's hard to let go. I understand how painful that feeling is, because I tried many times, for a long time, and wanted to forget you, forget about you Those days when Tusha and we got along, but it was really difficult." Venissa smiled lightly, her energetic face faded and hidden in the shadow of the breeze in the pavilion, a kind of feeling that suddenly relaxed after struggling too much. Feeling extremely tired.

"...Sorry." At this moment, apart from these two words, she didn't know what else to say.

Miserably, she smiled. "I don't want your sorry, I want you to pick yourself up, to live again, to... love again."

He lowered his head, and tightened his fingers holding the water bag with some force. The bag made of sheepskin swelled up silently under the suddenly increased force. , it will burst from somewhere. "I already have a new life. In Egypt, I like that kind of life very much. As for, love..." She pulled the corners of her mouth into a smile and said nothing.

He squatted down, and after saying this next to Sharma, his body seemed to have lost its soul. The moment his hands put her knees on her knees, he felt her body stiffen slightly. "You can regard Khaleesi as an important person in your life, but don't give up your right to a happy life for her; you can go through life and death for Khaleesi, but don't refuse to want to enter your heart for her Khaleesi will live a very happy life because she has a regent. Now, you have to start finding happiness for yourself and live every day for yourself, Sharma."

Without saying a word, she narrowed her eyes and looked at the hands on her lap with light eyes.

The Lion Gate stands in the shadow of the gray stone city wall spreading under the sunshine of the Aegean Sea, like a beast quietly guarding its homeland, silent and solemn.

I don't know how long time has passed.

"I will wait for you."

His eyes flickered. "Vanessa, this is not fair to you."

"Love is not a war, what is fairness?" She smiled innocently, innocently and confidently.

"If... I" paused, she didn't know how to say some words, so as not to hurt this innocent little girl. "I mean if, I..."

"No, you will definitely like me, I have this confidence."

Frowning, asked. "Where did you get such inexplicable confidence?"

"Because I'm outstanding, beautiful, kind-hearted, and the daughter of a general. Many princes and nobles are pursuing me!" Shaking her head and counting her own advantages, Venissa put on a thick face and smiled. explain.

"There are so many men chasing you, have you picked the one you like?" Sighing, sometimes, she felt that Hittite women were too arrogant to be cured, and this was the case with this Venesa in front of her, that arrogant Lemomon Na even more so.

"No, I just like you."

Shaking his head and smiling, he sighed. "Have you ever thought about it, we... If it is possible to be together, General Cusina will be very angry, and he will definitely kill me."

frown. "Sharma, can you remove the 'if' and just talk about it together." Eyes rolled left and right, and the voice was full of helplessness. "Of course my father will be stunned, so let's elope, shall we?"

"Not good." It's all logic, it's just like a child's play house idea. "I am the general of Egypt, and I will elope with you. Do you want Egypt to go to war with Hittite?"

"Oh, then... will you...will you fight for me?" A little cautiously, a little expectant.

After a moment of silence, she took her hands off her knees, and Venessa's eyes dimmed in her movements.Sharma got up and walked to the gazebo. The sunlight above the square shone unobstructed on her body, and she squinted her eyes.

"I didn't eat anything when I went out this morning. I'm hungry now. Do you want to eat with me?" Looking back at Vinissa and asked, a few strands of red hair flashed golden and flew across the side of her face, light and silent, with a flamboyant beauty .

He frowned for an instant, then stood up suddenly in the next instant, stared at her, and said word by word: "You answer my question first."

"I'm not obliged to answer your personal question." After speaking, he walked down the gazebo and walked leisurely towards the palace.

Seeing that she was ignoring her, Venessa froze on the spot, recovered after a while, and raised her foot to chase after her.

Following her footsteps, when the two walked side by side, Sharma smiled slightly at Vanessa with sideways eyes. The clean and charming smile was just like the clean and charming eyes in her quiet eyes.

Under the blue sky of the Aegean Sea, the two figures from behind were covered with unobstructed golden light above their heads, slowly walking towards the majestic Mycenae Palace.

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As Lemomena once again set foot on the land of Hittites, Kalisi stood at the port, looking at the bloody red carpet that was laid all the way from his feet to the front of the carriage at the end of the plank road. And charming, just like Lemomena beside her, she is so arrogant and charming that it makes people flustered.

After tossing and turning, considering her physical condition, they returned to Hattusha very slowly. When the mighty team returned to the royal capital of the plateau heaven, it had been more than half a year since Kalisi visited Mycenae.

The safe return of Khalixi and Lemomena plunged Hattusha into a warm and festive atmosphere. The noisy New Year-like gathering was held on the palace square day and night, and there were also people all over the city day and night. Burning bonfire in the city.

Mycenae across the sea fell under the rule of the Hittites. This was a new thing for the plateau people. After all, few people had visited the sea city-states on the other side of the Aegean Sea, and in the days to come, Hittites Tiren finally had the opportunity to see the magical world on the other side of the blue sea.

Liveliness, joy, celebration, all good wishes are scattered in the blue sky of Hattusha along with the mellow fragrance of fine wine.

However, the atmosphere in the palace was obviously not that joyous, even a bit depressing and dignified. A strange string was tightly tied to everyone's nerves, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

This string was a decision thrown by Lemomena.

After she convened the upper and lower houses, in front of these high-ranking ministers, she announced that Aziz would inherit the Hittite throne, and she would retreat behind the scenes. When Aziz's throne ceremony was over, she would bring Khaleesi leaves Hattusha.

Opposition, like a tsunami raised by a hurricane, suddenly flooded the entire Great Stone Hall.

Lemomena is very quiet, sitting quietly behind the table, watching her courtiers quietly, listening to their arguments quietly, her silence is like a sharp piece of ice, and soon there will be trouble. The booming atmosphere solidified bit by bit.Gradually, the people stopped talking, and the hesitant expression on their faces and the chaotic light in their eyes were suppressed into a twisted and weird expression under Lemomena's silent gaze.

After a while, she let out a long sigh, flicked her fingers on the table, then got up, walked slowly to the edge of the steps, and looked down at the minister bowing towards her.The brown light swept across their bowed heads faintly, she moved her eyes away without any trace, and said softly: "This matter is settled like this. If anyone is not satisfied with my decision, they don't have to be loyal to the new king. Please leave immediately." Hittite." With her hands behind her back, she turned around and walked at an unhurried pace. At the moment when the corner of the black robe slid past the throne, she turned her head slightly and cast a glance at the crowd. immediately lowered his head.

"If you are not convinced, just ask yourself, who else is more suitable to sit on the Iron Throne than Aziz." She smiled happily and coldly, the green armor on the side of her face covered her smile Inside, a sharp light like ice flakes bloomed, and almost instantly, people shrank back in panic, and no one made a sound. "If you can find someone who is more suitable than him, I'm all ears. Now, step down."

The ministers lowered their heads, glanced at each other with their eyes hidden under their drooping faces, and then bowed to the back of the throne who was leaving leisurely, and they retreated quietly backwards towards the door

Five days later, Muhari led the upper and lower houses to submit a document, the content of which was to agree with Lemomena's decision and firmly support the new king's succession after discussions between the two houses.

So far, the candidate for Hittite's new king has been finalized.

Some people are happy, some are worried, and there are many voices of doubt.

However, all kinds of things are no longer important to Remomenna. She believes that Aziz can prove his value with practical actions.

At this moment, Lemomena felt that she should take some time to sketch out the future, the simple life that belonged to her and Khaleesi, and only to them.

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The canonization ceremony of the Hittite king was grand and luxurious, and envoys from all over the world rushed to Hattusa to meet the new Hittite king, making the holy city full of vitality.

It is as lively as the New Year, but it is more exciting than the New Year.

When you go out of the city gate and walk up the two hourglasses along the main road, a relatively remote path connects to another valley. The huge stone swords of the soil are intertwined.

"Your Majesty, come here. Please go back to the palace." Lemomena stood beside the horse, and Kalisi immediately sat down.

Aziz still wasn't used to the title, he smiled and sighed. "I didn't expect you to leave as soon as you said you would. I can't even keep you guys."

"These days, seeing the king and ministers discussing matters, and dealing with envoys from various countries, seems to be very familiar. In this case, we have nothing to worry about when we leave earlier." Aziz really lived up to her expectations. After two months, his posture sitting on the Iron Throne is also the appearance of an out-and-out monarch.

"But I still hope that you can stay for a few more days. You left me here to deal with those rigid old men, and you went to wander around the sky to carefree. It makes me, the king, very sad." He sighed sadly, Half-truth and half-fake showed a sad face.

"Wang, we will come back to see you soon, and we will send you letters from time to time to let you know our journey." She comforted softly, until today Khaleesi still feels sorry for Aziz.

Hearing what she said, Aziz nodded. "You don't have to come back early. After all, you can live your own life carefree and don't need to think about me. If it's a letter, you must send it often. Let me know that you are all right, so I can rest assured."

"Yes, don't worry, king." Lemomena nodded lightly and said flatly.

"Okay, let's go." With a wave of his hand, Aziz got on his horse.

Remomenali got on his horse, put on the hood for Khalixi, pulled the reins and turned the horse's head in one direction. "King, please take care."

"You too." Aziz looked at Khaleesi, the delicate but sad little face under the hood, with the sadness of parting, and the faint light of water in the deep blue eyes. "Karisi, look at Lemomena carefully, your pretty little face is already eye-catching enough, plus her appearance, the two of you together will attract too much attention, you must take care of us The bad temper of a regent, you know?"

"Yes, I will take good care of her." Can Ran smiled, and the wind was soaked with sweetness.

There was light brown light flowing quietly in Quiet eyes, Lemomena raised his eyebrows and smiled disapprovingly, and remained silent.

"Okay, let's go while it's still early, and be careful all the way."

The two people sitting on the horse nodded slightly towards him, and Lemomena glanced at the young king again. She shook her hand holding the rein slightly, and the sound of the horse's hooves kicked up a cloud of dust, and raised a handful of yellow horseshoes. The fog obscured their backs that were gradually moving away.

With a deep sigh, he stared at the direction where they disappeared for a long time, the corners of his lips slowly raised an arc, turned the horse's head, and scanned the guards behind him.

The cavalry gave way in front of them. After a while, Aziz let out a low snort, rode his horse and swung his whip away.The cavalry also turned around and quickly followed him towards the dazzling city of Hattusha in the sun.

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Three years of traveling, time flies.

After walking through the Hittite territory in detail, stopping and walking, and looking at the majestic mountains and rivers of the Anatolian Plateau, I can see the whole picture of this iron-blooded empire clearly.

Three years is not short, but it is not long either.

Only, when they embarked on a journey again, Khaleesi discovered that they had been away from Hattusha for three years.In the past three years, they still maintained a protective relationship with Aziz. The Hittite king was always worried about their safety. The army has long been sent to protect them closely.

The new Hittite king was a wise king, which brought peace back to the country that was slightly turbulent due to the unstable situation. Whether it was the army, agriculture, or trade with neighboring countries, it became unprecedentedly prosperous.

Looking at the carriages passing by, Kalixi gathered the neckline of her cloak, and looked at Lemomena who was dressed in black beside her. In order not to attract too much attention, she still covered her face with a cloth scarf, but still It will attract the curious eyes of those who walk towards you.

The pair of exposed brown eyes revealed a faint sharpness, and looked calmly at the chaotic street in front of him.

People come and go, shops line up, hawkers shouting hard and cattle and sheep yelling are mixed together, which makes a not-so-wide street full of vitality and prosperity.

Khaleesi picked up a small melon and brought it up to her nose to smell it, then picked another one and weighed it.

The dark-faced middle-aged shopkeeper kept selling his products with a grin. "Miss, this melon is so sweet. It was picked from the field this morning. You see, the melon base is so fresh, and the skin is plump and smooth. Buy one to quench your thirst."

Putting down the melon in her hand, she was indeed a little thirsty after walking all the way, but she didn't know much about picking melons. "Is it really sweet?"

"Sweet, of course sweet, not sweet without money."

"Okay, give me one." Looking at the fruit with golden skin, Kalixi smiled and said.

"Cut it open." Lemomena took out a copper coin from his purse and threw it to the shopkeeper.

The shop owner quickly sliced ​​the melon, wrapped it in clean banana leaves, and boasted endlessly: "My melon is the best in this street. The old men in the city love to eat my melon and send it out every day." People come to buy a lot.”

Lemomena reached out to take it, opened the leaf and asked Khaleesi to pick a piece, and pulled her forward without saying a word.

After taking a bite, it was very moist and, as the boss said, it was quite sweet. "It's really sweet, do you want to eat it?"

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. "Are you sure you want me to eat this here?"

"Forget it, it will definitely scare them. I'll save it and find a place where no one is around. Let's eat together."

Smiling, squeezed the slender hand in the palm. "No, you can eat it. It's too sweet, I don't like it."

Khalisi didn't speak, and took another bite of the crunchy and sweet flesh, looked at Lemomena with a pair of blue eyes bent into crescents, and ate while walking contentedly.

"What's wrong over there? There are so many people." Khaleesi swallowed the melon in her mouth and asked in a low voice.

Before Khaleesi asked, Lemomena had already noticed the movement at the street ahead.

The streets here run through the entire city. This intersection is very close to the central square. It is the busiest morning of the day. There are so many people around here that the road that was originally full of traffic is blocked. The coachman in the front carriage stood on the carriage frame and yelled loudly, but no one paid attention to him at all, causing the trouble so that the coachman waved his arms and kept cursing.

As more and more passers-by crowded here, and more spectators kept running around, the traffic at the intersection suddenly fell into a stalemate.

"Go and have a look." Pulling Khaleesi, the two quickened their pace.

A few people brushed past them and ran towards the intersection with big strides, carrying something in their hands, and there was a burst of white light.

Frowning slightly, the face hidden behind the mask showed a little vigilance, she gently threw away the melon wrapped in banana leaves in her hand, and touched the dagger at her waist.Looking sideways, he glanced at Khaleesi who was unaware beside him, and his fingers slipped from the dagger.When passing a low wall, he calmly picked up the wooden stick placed against the wall, still holding Khaleesi with his right hand.

Khaleesi's attention was all attracted by the black and moving heads in front of her, and she didn't notice that Lemomena threw away the melon, let alone what she was holding in her hand hanging by her side.

There was a lot of noise at the intersection, there were yelling and cursing, accompanied by the sound of bottles being poured and broken, and the faint cry of a woman.

Lemomena stretched out his hands to push away the crowd and led Kalisi slowly towards the middle. The person being pushed opened his mouth to curse, but then he stared at Lemomena who was trying to squeeze in, and was taken aback for a moment. , after blurting out a low-volume curse, he stopped talking.

The two squeezed to the front with great difficulty, and finally saw the situation clearly.

One on the left and one on the right, stood two opposing groups of people. Judging from the number of people, the left side had the upper hand, and those on the left were obviously prepared.Train Momena recognized a few people, the guy who just ran from behind them with a weapon.

The people on the right obviously didn't expect to be hijacked in the middle of the road. Except for four or five young men, there was only one older man standing beside the carriage, and the faint cry of the woman came from the carriage.

After listening to a few words of gunpowder-flavored conversations on both sides, I roughly figured out the ins and outs of the matter from their angry voices... The team on the right is the welcoming team, and the dozens of people on the left are here to snatch the marriage. A bride price, but betrothed her daughter to someone else.

It stands to reason that this matter can be resolved by calling the government to take away both parties and asking the reason.But for some reason, there are already three floors of inner and outer three floors surrounded by civilians watching the excitement, but there is no official person.

Lemomena looked around in a puzzled manner, and indeed did not see a single soldier, not even the team that routinely patrolled the city, and frowned.

"It's become like this, why didn't the government send people to maintain order?" Kalixi also frowned and said in a low voice.

Before Lemomenna could speak, the spectators whispered, "The government won't care about this matter. The person who came to rob people over there is the second young master of Mushile's family. His family is one of the most wealthy businessmen in the city. , the Consul has to smile when he sees Master Muschler."

No wonder he dared to stand on the street in broad daylight and rob people. It turned out that he was rich and powerful and got the tacit approval of the government.

Kalixi asked the middle-aged man beside him, "Uncle, is it true that they accepted the bride price from the Mushile family and then married their daughter to someone else?"

He shook his head, turned his face to cover his mouth with his hands, and spoke in a disgusted and contemptuous tone. "Of course not. The second young master Mu Shile took a fancy to her daughter and insisted on marrying her. What kind of dowry was forced on her by him, and she didn't agree to marry his daughter to him at all. This second young master usually eats and drinks Who is proficient in whoring and gambling, who dares to marry their daughter to such a person? Alas, poor, in order to save her from this disaster, she had to marry her off in a hurry, but she was still stuck here."

After the middle-aged man said this, he shook his head and sighed again.

Turning her head, she looked at Lemomena, who had been silent all the time, and saw that she was staring at the chaotic scene intently, with a faint flash of coldness in her almost translucent brown eyes refracted by the sun.

Seeing that there were more and more people watching, Mu Shile glanced around, then raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and his voice was even more arrogant. "Father-in-law, you'd better leave him to me. We're going to be a family soon. It's not good if we have to bleed a lot."

"Second Young Master, my daughter has already been betrothed to Habu in Dongcheng, please let my daughter go!"

"What good is it good for you to marry your daughter to that poor blacksmith in Habu? It's a wise decision to marry the Mushile family. Father-in-law, are you confused? There's no reason for your daughter to be poor?" Mushile shook his head. Shaking the knife in his hand, he smiled like a wolf who saw its prey trapped.

He was about to kneel down to Mu Shile, and seeing his smug smile on his face, the middle-aged man pressed his body towards Mu Shile, and begged: "Second young master, I only have this daughter, and I only ask her to marry a small family. Let's live in peace, I really don't dare to climb up to Mushile's house."

With a cold snort, Mu Shile frowned, his tone turned cold. "It seems that my father-in-law hasn't figured it out yet. If you agree today, you have to agree, and if you don't agree, you have to agree. I am married to your precious daughter. If you are more sensible, let me get out of the way, and don't force me to do it."

"Second Young Master..." Seeing Mu Shile walking towards the carriage, the middle-aged man took several steps back, pressed the door with one hand, and stretched out the other to stop him.

"Get out! You shameless old thing!" Mu Shile raised his leg and kicked the middle-aged man's stomach. Just as he was about to land, something hit his leg, causing him to grit his teeth and clutch his leg in pain. Crouching down, he could clearly see that it was a wooden stick that injured him.

The blow was very strong, and after the severe pain, half of the leg could no longer be lifted.

"Who! Who!?" Enduring the pain, Mu Shile let out a burst from his throat.

Khalisi only felt a light touch on her hand, and then saw Lemomena let go of her hand, and stepped out.

Before the people brought by Mu Shile realized what had happened, they saw a person covered with a black robe and cloth covering his face coming out of the crowd, judging from his figure, it should be a woman.

Two people went up to support Mushile, he bent his legs, stared at Lemomenna, pointed at her and asked, his voice was a little out of tune due to the pain. "who are you?"

"Leave the person with you immediately, or you won't be able to leave in a while." She didn't want to care about this kind of street fight, after all, it was too noticeable to fight here.But if this kind of person doesn't teach him a lesson, he really can't justify it.Having said that, she hasn't fought for a long time, so it's good to take advantage of today to exercise her muscles and bones.

The leg hurt so badly, maybe the bones were broken by her stick, but this woman still uttered wild words, Mu Shile became angry and shouted at his subordinates: "What are you still looking at, give me a hand, beat her to death! "

Unexpectedly, things would turn out like this all of a sudden. After being dazed at first, Khaleesi immediately came back to her senses. She wanted Lemomena not to be impulsive. She opened her mouth and stopped again.

Lemomena's skills are absolutely no problem against these common people, but she has a special identity, if she is recognized...

Khaleesi still hesitated, but Lemomena seemed to have already made a move.

Lemomenna moved very quickly, and before she could see how she made the move, Mushler's subordinates were already staggering and lying down, and the rest of them rushed out of the crowd and ran away seeing the situation was not good.

Turning around, Lemomena flicked his cuffs lightly, his unflappable eyes fell on Mushile's face, and a faint voice sounded. "roll."

Mu Shile didn't expect that he suffered a big loss. He couldn't fight or rob, so he had to be limped away with the support of his subordinates. When he walked to the side of the crowd, he turned his head and stared viciously at Lemomenna's back and spat. .

"Thank you very much today, but you offended the Mushile family, you should go out of the city quickly, they will definitely come back to trouble you." The middle-aged man stepped forward to thank Lemomenna, this young woman is very skilled, But Mu Shile's family is rich and powerful, judging from the expression of Mu Shile's second young master when he left just now, he will never let it go.

"Don't worry about me, let's go quickly."

"Okay, thank you."

The carriage continued to drive towards the east city, and the spectators gradually dispersed.

"The second young master of Mu Shile's family may not easily let the father and daughter go. He will definitely make trouble for them. It is not a long-term solution for you to help them here once." The two walked along the alley , Kalixi turned her head and looked behind her, and when she retracted her gaze, she said softly to Lemomena.

Laugh, very low. "Of course I know he won't be honest, so I want to find a way to deal with this bastard who cheats the world with money once and for all."

Pointing his chin with his fingertips, his blue eyes flickered, and he said with a smile, "I have a way."

Raising his eyebrows, he stretched out his hand to wrap around Kalixi's shoulders, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Is there any good plan for the princess, hurry up and share it."

The warm breath was blowing in her ears, and her low voice came, with a narrow tone, a charming charm that made her feel flustered...

Looking sideways, she felt her hair brushing against Lemomena's lips. The two were so close that they were only an eyelash away. The slightly trembling ice blue gaze fell on the backlit brown eyes. Kalixi stretched out her hand and pulled She pulled off her mask, raised her face and pressed her lips against the corners of Lemomena's mouth, and when a gleam of surprise flashed across her brown eyes, Kalixi hurriedly turned her head, smiling triumphantly. On a delicate and chic face.

Dazed, then smiled lightly, pulled the mask back on, Lemomena let out a long sigh, and opened his mouth as if mourning. "Is this flirting, Your Highness?"

"Why, not happy?"

Even if his face was covered, it couldn't stop Lemomena's overflowing good mood. "I'm willing, of course I'm willing. I just hope that Her Royal Highness will often tease me, and I will fully cooperate."

"Thick-skinned." He gave her a blank look and smiled. "Where's my melon?"

"threw."

"Why did you throw it away? I only ate two yuan, what a pity to throw it away!" He frowned complainingly, and pressed his elbow on Dingliemomena's waist, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Sigh, helpless. "Have you ever seen someone holding a fruit in a fight, should I hit him with a melon?"

I curled my lips, thinking about the crisp, sweet and refreshing fruit just now, feeling a little regretful. "Forget it, it's a pity that such a good melon."

"If you want to eat, we are going to buy it. I remember which street the store is on." Kalixi was surrounded by all kinds of beauties along the way.