Until I marry Jin Jingling

Prince Izmi was indeed attracted by the two blonde men and women in front of him, but compared to the male Gilgamesh, the female Gloria made him stop.

His love for Carol, that is to say, the Princess of the Nile, stems from her blond hair and her kindness.

However, the Gloria in front of me also has blond hair, and even in terms of temperament...

She looked more like a god than the princess who looked like a little girl.

"My dear prince, this is a gift from the slave owner." The court attendant said again.

Izmi finally raised his hand supporting his chin, and he pointed in the direction of Gloria, "Let her come over."

Gilgamesh wants to do something, but what happened to him and Gloria is not too different.

His limbs are weak and weak, not as strong as the king of Uruk at all. Under the drug of the slave owner, he can maintain his current decency entirely because of his absolute strong self-control and physical strength.

He watched his wife sit on the cushion next to Prince Izmi under the "support" of the attendants.

In the gorgeous and luxurious cushions, the well-dressed woman has gentle eyebrows and eyes, and her blonde hair complements Prince Izmi's long silver hair.

It was obviously just a female slave of unknown origin, but everyone present felt that this was probably the appearance of the sun and the moon shining.

Gilgamesh: I'm fucking out of my mind.

It seemed that there was no point in putting a slave in front. Izmi waved his hand, and the attendants beside him understood what he meant, and pushed the car that Gilgamesh was in to the outside.

Therefore, Gilgamesh, who has no power to restrain the chicken, can only watch his wife get farther and farther away from him until he can't see it.

"Let me go, and this king will spare you." Gilgamesh grabbed the handrail and threatened the attendant directly.

However, the servant who was born in Hittite could not understand Sumerian at all. He frowned, taking this as the dissatisfaction of the stranger, and directly ignored Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh felt that if he hadn't been so weak in his hands now, he could have turned the squire's head off.

at dinner...

Gloria's limbs were limp, and she leaned on the soft cushion, and her whole body was about to sink into it.

Izmi had a handsome face since he was a child, and naturally countless girls liked him.

But in this day and age, even if he married a wife, he could enjoy all kinds of female slaves wantonly without worrying about whether his wife would be jealous.

He is the prince, the future king of the Hittites.

In the future, countless concubines will give birth to powerful heirs for him to inherit this great country.

Gloria leaned there, and the medicines given beforehand made her look like a cat.The emerald green eyes are like the most precious gems in the world, shining with stars.

"What's your name? Martha?" Izmi seemed to be teasing a cat, stroking Gloria's hair with her fingers.

"If you want me to be Mirda, then I will be Mirda." Gloria was a little shocked by the man just now, and she had an indescribable feeling throbbing in her heart, so when she faced Izmi When asking questions, there is not too much demonstration.

"They said you were dumb." Izmi's fingers moved to Gloria's neck, and he could easily kill this weak woman.

"If I'm not dumb, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you now." Gloria raised the corners of her lips. When she smiled, she didn't look like an ordinary sweet girl, but she was a bit heroic.

At the dinner party of Prince Izmi, everyone saw a scene that surprised them.

Prince Izmi, who was depressed because of his secret love for the daughter of the Nile, was amused by another blonde girl at this moment. He held her in his arms and kindly gave her a Hittite name.

"Although you have hair as bright as the sun, I am your sun, and you shine so brightly because of my light."

Izmi said, "Alma, from now on you will be called Alma."

Gloria didn't know what the Hittite myth was, but this name already symbolized the prince's love for her in the ears of others.

Giving the name of the Hittite moon god to a foreign slave... No, thinking of the daughter of the Nile River becoming an Egyptian princess, then the girl in front of her is the Hittite moon god.

They are all goddesses descended to earth, and the one next door is the daughter of the Nile.

After the banquet, Izmi took Gloria back to his bedroom.In addition to his attendants, there was Gilgamesh who could kill with a look.

"This alien slave doesn't understand our language at all," the attendant said to Izmi.

Izmi raised his hand to let the attendants take off his coat for him, and then untied his braid in front of Gloria.

Hittite men would carry a dagger in their braided hair for use in times of crisis.

"Take her down, I'm not in the mood today." Izmi pointed at Gloria, and then gave her a back view.

That night, Gloria slept on a soft bed, but the red-eyed man she saw that night kept appearing in her mind.

Izmi had no intention of guarding against her at all, and the attendants outside turned a blind eye to her whereabouts, "I want to see that blond-haired man, can I?"

Having already considered Gloria as the attendant of the prince's favorite concubine in his heart, it seems that such a request is not too much.So he took Gloria to the room where Gilgamesh was held.

Sure enough, compared to the room where she lived, it was much deserted here.

The blond man sat there with his legs bent, his hands on his knees, and he looked in Gloria's direction with a sullen face.

"You still know to come to the king?"

Gloria can understand, but it doesn't mean the attendant can understand, he is afraid that the man in front of him will hurt the woman.

So he said, "Come back with me after you've finished reading. This man is like a disobedient lion. You will be hurt if you are so weak."

"But he's funny." Gloria traded a smile for five minutes alone with Gilgamesh.

After the attendant left, she walked straight up to Gilgamesh without being afraid of him, and said directly, "Who are you? Have I seen you somewhere?"

Gilgamesh's mentality, for a moment, was like a comet hitting the earth, exploding to the extreme.

"Are you serious?"

Gloria was puzzled, "Could it be possible to fake this kind of thing?"

After careful observation, Gilgamesh found that Gloria did not lie to him, and he began to patiently tell her what happened.

Having said so much, 5 minutes is definitely not enough.But I don't know if the attendant was called away by someone else, and Gloria was simply forgotten in Gilgamesh's room.

Finally, under Gilgamesh's explanation, Gloria probably understood the current situation.

"Our primary goal now is to break through this illusion." Gilgamesh said, "This is not a world, this is just a dream. We fell from the stairs and fell into a dream."

"I can understand all this, but why, would I marry you at that time?"

Gloria was a little confused. As the Duke of Anjou, her self-esteem was actually worn down during her time as a slave.

But she still didn't know what made her willing to marry a king like Izmi and have children for him.

Gilgamesh paused, his fingers combing Gloria's hair lightly, "Because you love me."

However, Gloria, who had lost all memories between the two of them, only felt strange. She shook her head and said, "This is too strange."

"Ok?"

"I will never give up my goal just because of a relationship. The me in your mouth is very different from the real me."

Gloria knew that her current defense was just self-deception. Many of the secrets told by the other party were hidden in her heart, and no one except her close ones could know.

Seeing his wife's disbelief, Gilgamesh decided to tell her about their encounter.

The king of Uruk and the duke of France, these irrelevant two people can get together in the end, I have to say that the fate is wonderful.

The acquaintance of Gloria and Gilgamesh is somewhat similar to what happened in the banquet hall tonight.

When Gilgamesh was speaking, the arrogance between his brows and eyes faded a little, but with a little gentleness.

Gloria was a little sleepy, lying on the other side's bed, tilting her head, looking like a tired cat.

That night was Gilgamesh's birthday, the king of Uruk, and the entire city was filled with extreme joy.

But few people have real happiness on their faces, everything is a forced smile.Because their ruler, Gilgamesh, was an extremely cruel monarch.

"You clean her up for me, and then put on some makeup that your king likes. If you do it well, the money will be yours." The slave owner found some Uruk women in the city, and then Throw the bag in your hand in front of them.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the women, and they assured the slave owner, "Don't worry, even if it is an extremely ugly girl, we can make the gods sing for her."

When the slave master led the group of women into his tent, the women were stunned.

There was even a woman who almost dropped the wooden basin in her hand on the ground.

Because on the cushion, a woman in a white headscarf stared blankly out of the window. Her blond hair shone most dazzlingly under the sunlight. So far, they had only seen this color on their king. Pass.

"You cruel master, did you abduct the lady from the noble family?" A woman asked while grabbing the slave master.

"I picked it up by the river. If it wasn't for me, she would have starved to death by now, and at this time, if she didn't have a strong man to protect her, what would happen to a thin woman? Treatment?" The slave owner seemed to feel that he was still a good person when he said this.

The woman was afraid that the slave owner would not give her money, so she stopped talking and, together with other women, dressed the silent girl who was kneeling on the soft cushion.

As night fell, the whole of Uruk ushered in the birthday of their king Gilgamesh.

The nobles who came to the banquet slowly walked towards the palace, and the royal families of other city-states also sent members to have an audience.

Countless treasures were sent to Gilgamesh's treasury from the main entrance of the palace, and servants shuttled among the crowd carrying rare meat.

The beautiful dancers are all dressed up and are preparing to perform backstage.Jugglers and bards from all over the world practiced under the curtain outside the palace gate, hoping to get a reward from the king of Uruk.

Of course, this is also relative.If the cruel King of Uruk is angry, then they will definitely end up as a lion's meal.

Suddenly, the horn sounded, and all Uruk nobles immediately turned their attention to the padded seats in the front, which belonged exclusively to the king.Others followed this gaze and looked over.

A lion appeared first, and the lion walked slowly and majestically to the side of the cushion and knelt down.The golden fur is smooth and smooth, and it is easy to imagine how much meat it has eaten.

And then, footsteps sounded.

Almost immediately the nobles of Uruk fell to their knees, touching the floor with their foreheads.

The blond king walked in slowly. He was wearing a white robe, showing his strong chest. His red eyes scanned the nobles who were saluting, and then sat on the cushion.And the lion on the side put its head on the king's lap obediently.

"Get up." Holding his chin with one hand, Gilgamesh seemed to be tired of such a banquet, and yawned, "Let's begin."

The nobles returned to their seats, and the banquet place, which was still chaotic just now, became quiet at this moment.

Everyone only dared to chat with the people next to them in low voices, but their eyes kept observing the king who was at the top intentionally or unintentionally.

"Wang, do you need a show to cheer you up?" the manager on the side asked in a low voice.

Gilgamesh tapped his index finger on the table.

The manager immediately understood what the man meant, and quietly went down to arrange the program.

Accompanied by the sound of music, dancers ran in from outside.Scantly clad dancers squirmed, and the Assyrians radiated all their charm.

And Gilgamesh, who was sitting on the first seat, was obviously not interested.

Many of the nobles in the audience had already revealed their true colors. When the dancers finished dancing, several of them chose their favorite dancers and started drinking with their arms around each other.

This is permissible behavior at a banquet.

The most beautiful of the dancers walked slowly to Gilgamesh's table. She showed her plump breasts and bent her soft waist. "My lord, please let me pour you a glass of wine."

Gilgamesh's red eyes swept across the woman, "Fall."

The woman was ecstatic after hearing this, maybe she was too excited. When she was pouring the wine, she accidentally stained Gilgamesh's white robe with the wine.

In an instant, the woman knelt down on the ground, trembling, "Please, please forgive my rudeness."

Gilgamesh glanced casually at the woman, and then said to his steward, "Pull it down."

The steward nodded slightly, and the guards at the side immediately pulled the woman down. No one knew what she was going to meet, and no one felt sorry for her.At a time when human life is worthless, she is just the lowest dancer.

After a few performances, Gilgamesh seemed a bit tired.Seeing this, the manager immediately stepped forward and said, "My respected king, many people who have heard of your name traveled to Uruk to present their treasures to you."

Gilgamesh, who loves to collect treasures, only became a little interested at this time.

All of a sudden, countless treasures were brought up.Statues from Elam, utensils from Assyria, gems mined from Akkad, all kinds of treasures dazzled everyone.

When the dead things are finished, comes the tribute of the living things.

Rare and exotic beasts were brought up by the animal trainers, and even a nobleman was frightened and fainted by a goat with two heads.

Gilgamesh laughed out loud.

The informant glanced at the next person who was about to meet, and then read out the treasure he was going to pay tribute to.

"A slave owner from Egypt, I present to you a rare treasure that is rare in this world."

Gilgamesh is tired of hearing this tone. Many people call their treasures the most unusual, but few treasures are really as precious as they say.

But this word, everything seems to have changed.

The slave owner seemed worried that his ugliness would stain the beauty of the treasure, so he buried his head on the ground, slowly pulled the rope that bound the woman in his hand, and walked forward.

And the tributed treasure stepped on the carpet leading to Gilgamesh with an indifferent expression.

She wears a traditional Uruk and a veil, but everyone can see her eyes like emeralds on her chest.

The woman's golden hair hung down her back like gold tassels.The white feet stepped on the black blanket, making it difficult for everyone to take their eyes off it.

Gilgamesh stared at the woman with a smile on his lips.

She was clearly an unarmed and weak female slave, yet she walked like a nobleman.Gilgamesh began to wonder if this was the result of the slave master's training.

Arriving in front of Gilgamesh, the slave owner first knelt down while holding the girl down, and then knelt down himself.

"This is a treasure dedicated to you, the great king of Uruk."

After the words fell, the slave master took off the girl's veil.

Everyone present exclaimed.

As for Gilgamesh, who took the girl's face into his eyes, a little interest flashed in his red eyes.