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At this time, the man standing with his back to them also turned around.

Fu Zhenhong could see the man's face clearly. The man had quite handsome features, and the deep facial contours revealed a different kind of heroism under the hot sun.

His hair is not pure black, but a bit brownish, and the color of his pupils is golden, glowing with a bright and warm radiance under the diffuse halo, which makes people think of the nine-day scorching sun, Noble, eye-catching, and exuding the air of a king looking down on the world.

In Fu Zhenhong's memory, Ramses II's body is one of the best-preserved mummies in Egyptian history. There are many descriptions of this illustrious Ramses II, including Latin America There are many speculations about the hair color of Sith II.

Some say it's red, some say it's light gray.

But most people think that Ramses II's hair color was originally gray and was dyed blonde later.Because on the mummy of Ramses II, there are still nail powders used for hair dyeing and hair grease made of animal fat substances in that era.

None of these claims has been confirmed.

Right now, seeing that this pharaoh who was most likely to be Ramses II, Fu Zhenhong looked at the other party's hair color for a while longer.

But in fact, perhaps because she smelled too much of the strong fragrance in the secret passage, Fu Zhenhong's thoughts are not very clear at the moment, and she even has a very drowsy feeling, especially when she was forced by the white light at the end. After sucking it away, there is a drowsy feeling of swelling and pain.

Most likely because of the fragrance and the distortion of time and space.

Fu Zhenhong subconsciously rubbed Fazhang's temples, trying to alleviate the hazy feeling that her thoughts were gradually slackening.

On the other side, regarding Fu Zhenhong and Karsvorn's appearance out of thin air, although the pharaoh's light golden eyes were also full of surprise and astonishment, compared to the people below and the guards who were ready to draw their swords and rush up In comparison, it is much calmer.

He first glanced at Fu Zhenhong, then at Karlsfohn, who was standing a little in front of Fu Zhenhong in a protective posture, and finally turned his gaze back to Fu Zhenhong.

Because Fu Zhenhong still wore a golden mask on his face, the handsome pharaoh in gorgeous costumes couldn't see the face under Fu Zhenhong's mask.

His sharp and compelling eyes examined Fu Zhenhong's body, and after staying on Fu Zhenhong's exposed fair skin for a few seconds, he finally stopped his gaze on Fu Zhenhong's dazzling blond hair.

Seeing this, Karlsvorn frowned immediately. He didn't like the way the pharaoh looked at Nefertiti.He was thinking about how to explain his and Nefertiti's sudden appearance, and how to explain his and Nefertiti's identities.

Karlsvern knew very well that without a sufficiently convincing reason, what he and Nefertiti would face would be the cold and sharp swords of these guards.

If he and Nefertiti hadn't been affected by the scent in the corridor, maybe they wouldn't have to be afraid of these soldiers, but Karl Svohn clearly felt that his thoughts were not as clear as before.

His head seemed to be pressed down by a heavy stone, which made him feel abnormally heavy, as if he would fall asleep at any time.

A reasonable explanation must be given as soon as possible.

As he thought about it, Karsvon's lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak, but Pharaoh, who had been looking at Nefertiti, spoke before him.

"...Are you... Nefertiti?" Although it was a questioning tone, there was no doubt in the tone.

As soon as he said this, Karlsforn was slightly taken aback, apparently not expecting the pharaoh to reveal Nefertiti's identity so accurately.

But when Karl Svohn noticed that the other party looked back and forth at Nefertiti's blond hair and blue eyes several times, he soon understood.

Nefertiti is the servant of God and the most beautiful person in the world.Whether it's his fair skin, golden hair, and blue eyes, they are all too recognizable. In addition to the golden mask, as long as they don't come to Egypt before the eighteenth dynasty, such a Neferti It may come as no surprise that Tee would be recognized by posterity.

Compared to Karlsvern's initial surprise, Fu Zhenhong was not at all surprised when the pharaoh revealed his identity.

Fu Zhenhong met the other party's gaze, although Fu Zhenhong had already guessed the identity of this pharaoh, but now he is Nefertiti, a figure from the Eighteenth Dynasty, so he shouldn't know the post-Eighteenth Dynasty Therefore, Fu Zhenhong endured the feeling of dizziness, and before she fell asleep, she asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Ramses II." After Ramses II finished speaking, he wanted to approach Fu Zhenhong, but when he had just taken two steps, Kars, who had been paying attention to his movements, was caught Vaughn blocked the way.

Ramses II frowned, and a pair of pale golden eyes shot straight at the man who blocked his way.

Judging from the clothing, he is a priest.

Ramesses II recalled the high priest who had a lot of rumors about the beauty of Nefertiti in the eighteenth dynasty in the papyrus books handed down, and then compared the priest in front of him with The high priest named Karlsvorn matched up.

Looking at the vigilance and vigilance in the other party's eyes, Ramses II pursed his thin lips lightly: "I didn't..."

However, before he could finish his words, the high priest in front of him swayed, his eyes were full of laziness, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

Ramses II was puzzled, and at this moment, Fu Zhenhong's body finally couldn't hold it up, and the whole person fell forward.

Karlsforn's pupils flinched, and he wanted to reach out to support Fu Zhenhong, but he had more energy than strength, so he moved a little, and the huge swaying and heavy feeling made him unconscious.

In the end, before Fu Zhenhong fell to the ground, Ramses II quickly caught Fu Zhenhong.His arms wrapped around Fu Zhenhong's waist, and he hugged Fu Zhenhong, who had also passed out, in his arms.

"His Majesty……"

The surrounding guards seemed to have just realized this, and they all looked at Ramses II, who was slightly frowning because of Fu Zhenhong's coma.

They were very close to Ramses II, so they naturally heard His Majesty Ramses II's words.

Nefertiti...

His Majesty the Pharaoh said that the man in his arms was the most beautiful man who was full of legend a hundred years ago!

Although they didn't understand why Nefertiti, who should have died long ago, appeared at the Opate Festival out of thin air, they believed in His Majesty Ramses II's judgment and would never question anything His Majesty said.

The guards withdrew their swords, but their eyes glanced at the man in His Majesty Ramses II's arms intentionally or unintentionally.When the initial guard that belonged to the guards when facing the king's danger disappeared, they also had their minds to think about other things.

Nefertiti...

They silently chanted the name in their hearts, and the curiosity and excitement in their eyes almost overflowed.

To them, Nefertiti is a legendary figure. There are many descriptions about Nefertiti that have been handed down, and the theories are also different, but the only thing that remains the same is the description of Nefertiti's appearance .

Nefertiti...

She is a beauty like no other in the world.

He came to them in the most unique way on the day of Opate, just like Nefertiti's name—the most beautiful person has come.

Unlike the guards who could only quietly watch Nefertiti from a distance, Ramses II lowered his eyes and stared at the man in his arms.

The touch in his arms was real, he could feel the temperature of Nefertiti's body, and he could even feel the softness of Nefertiti's body.

The fragrance of Nefertiti's body lingered between his nostrils. It was not a particularly strong fragrance, but a good smell that was appropriate and beneficial.

Ramses II's eyes fell on the golden mask of the man in his arms, and after thinking for a moment, he hugged the man in his arms horizontally.

The celebration ceremony of the Opate Festival was almost complete. After Ramesses II handed over the finishing touches to Minister Vizier and the High Priest, Fu Zhenhong, who had passed out in his arms, walked out of everyone's sight.

As for the high priest Karsvone, who also passed out, he was carried by Ramses II's chief guard.

As for the Egyptian people below, because of the distance from the holy ship and the angle, most of them did not recognize the man in the arms of their Majesty the Pharaoh.

However, because Fu Zhenhong's blond hair was too dazzling under the sunlight, it was still recognized by a small number of sharp-eyed residents with knowledge reserves.

As a result, Fu Zhenhong's identity quickly spread among these people.

For a while, some of these people were excited, surprised, stunned, unbelievable, or skeptical.

However, Fu Zhenhong, who had already passed out, didn't know all these things.

When he woke up from his drowsiness, what greeted his eyes was the gorgeous bed top carved with blue lotus flowers. Before he started looking around at his position, a gentle and magnetic male voice came from his ears: " Nefertiti."

Fu Zhenhong turned her head, and found that the owner of the voice was sitting by the bed, staring at him with those pale golden eyes that looked like amber.

Fu Zhenhong didn't know how long Ramses II had been sitting here, and whether he had been sitting here quietly watching him while he was asleep.

At this moment, when Fu Zhenhong's eyes met those of Ramses II.

Ramses II hooked the corners of his lips and smiled at Fu Zhenhong. Ramses II was undoubtedly very happy to be able to meet the most beautiful person in the world.

"Neftiti, I am Ramses II." Ramses II once again introduced himself like this envoy who existed in the records: "Welcome to my ruling kingdom."

His tone was pleasant, and his deep and melodious voice revealed a kind of domineering and calm confidence of a king.