[Mummy] Eternal Life Spell

It has been almost a year since Mr. entered the palace.A year of getting along has made him one of Nafidili's most trusted and valued people. She is as obedient as a kitten in front of her father, and she will only be so presumptuous in front of Fisher Rilla.

Recently, a new group of maids has been opened in the palace, and Ankasu Namu, the vixen that Nafidili yelled about, is also among them.She was a humble servant, a slave without any gorgeous and noble background, but with a seductive face and a rebellious character, she fascinated the Pharaoh who had never touched a wall.

From the first time she saw her, Nafidili disliked this ambitious woman who yearned for power and power. Apart from her arrogance and disregard for anyone, she also acted like a pharaoh Wang, in front of her father, was sneering at her, and his father, who had always been doting on him before, was now fascinated by the vixen, and even stood by her side, accusing her of being willful, ignorant and rude!

Of course, Her Royal Highness, the spoiled princess, couldn't bear this fact, so she ran to her husband to complain, and wanted the well-informed gentleman to figure out how to drive that vixen out. Not on her side anymore!

"So, teacher, you are also standing next to that vixen? What's wrong with her, she makes you men so obsessed!" Nafidili stood up holding back her anger.

The gentleman looked at Nafidili quietly, thinking about something, a trace of strangeness flashed in his clear but bottomless amber eyes, he smiled slightly, and concealed the deepness calmly.

"Go and get the tea from my room." The gentleman didn't say anything, but casually dismissed the maids at the side, and after they left, he looked deeply at the stubborn girl in front of him with sincere and gentle eyes. .

"Princess Nafidiri, in this palace, you are just a princess, and your greatest reliance, the Pharaoh, has already stood beside another woman. You want to get rid of the woman who bewitched your father, but you should think carefully about it." Think, compared to her, what power and reliance do you have to get rid of a pharaoh's favorite concubine? When you are alone and helpless, as your teacher, how can I help you?" Mr. The voice is very soft, very calm, and very plain, but Nafidili can clearly hear every word he said, as if full of magic power, bewitching the heart of Nafidili who has no scheming, " For your sake, you'd better learn to endure and wait, Wang's love can never last long."

Nafidili stared blankly at her husband's worried and helpless face. From what he said, she realized that her teacher was not seduced by the vixen who had only met a few times, and he still cared about her.I don't know what kind of demon it is, but a terrible thought flashed in her mind, and this thought quickly took root in her heart. Nafidili murmured as if she had caught something, almost in her sleep In a calm tone, he said slowly: "What if... I don't want to endure and wait? I don't want to show weakness in front of that vixen, and hide away as cowardly as a mouse..."

After the gentleman heard the words that seemed to imply something, the helplessness and pity on his face quickly disappeared. He looked expressionlessly at the princess who seemed to have made some decision, frowned slightly, and said seriously: "Your Highness, I have something to say. Some things are better left in the heart."

"Ms. Fisherlila, I think I understand a little bit." Nafidili gritted her teeth, and looked at her husband seriously, "As the princess of Upper and Lower Egypt, how can I let a mere concubine who is occasionally favored ride me?" On my head? My brother and sister were there before, and I don’t want to ask about politics, and I’m not qualified to ask, but now it involves the dignity and survival value of a princess, I don’t want to go on like this anymore! Teacher, I believe in you, you must have a way!"

The husband looked at her deeply, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes were full of obscurity.It took a long time before the smile returned to his face.He sighed softly and nodded: "Okay, Your Highness, if this is what you expect, I will definitely help you fight for your own power..."

Like the kings of other dynasties, the Egyptian pharaoh's harem was equally complex.Nafidili was his favorite little daughter before, but she was not Queen Tuya's daughter, that is to say, she was just a concubine child, and could not get any real power at all.But even though she is only the daughter of a concubine, she can get a certain status under special circumstances, but unless she has made great achievements or received the gift of God, otherwise this matter is more important than helping Emerton become the high priest Difficult.

Queen Tuya and Seti I had four children in total. The eldest son died at a very young age, and the second son, Usemari Setpanli Ramesh Miyamon, became the heir of Pharaoh.And their two daughters, Tia and Henutmila, are not as lively and active as Nefidiri, but they are also smart women.At that time, it is uncertain whether to hand over all of Upper and Lower Egypt to his son who has been in politics since he was ten years old, or whether to distribute Upper Egypt to one of his daughters.

Plus, an equally ambitious concubine...

There are turbulent waves fighting for power inside, and the theocracy ruled outside. It's really difficult for Seti I to live... With a faint smile, the gentleman once again won the chess game with Tiyabuka.This slave, Mr. has always protected him very well. Imerton, who couldn't find any chance to get rid of him, could only watch his teeth itch, but there was nothing he could do.Now that Mr. has become the teacher of the princess, of course he also has to follow up in the palace to serve his master.

"Mr. Fisherlila seems to be in a good mood. Is there something happy about it?" After following Mr. for a while, Tiabka, who was careful, could finally distinguish his real smile or fake smile, looking at his master Happy, Tiabka couldn't help laughing.

"Is that so..." The curvature of the corner of Mr.'s mouth deepened a bit, and the whole person looked even more mysterious.

Tiyabuka paused in his heart, and immediately prostrated himself in front of his husband: "The villain deserves death. I asked a question that shouldn't be asked. Please don't take it to heart..."

"It's okay." The gentleman didn't even look at him, but just put away the chessboard leisurely. "You just did it unintentionally. Get up, Tiyabuka, the high priest is here, and you're leaving."

Tiyabuka cautiously raised his head to look at the door, but found no one.Mr. knew that the high priest had always disliked him, and even wanted to get rid of him quickly, so Mr. often intentionally or unintentionally kept him from seeing the high priest, which made Tiyabuka, who was a slave, very grateful.He nodded slightly, and quickly left beside Mr.

Not long after, a man wearing only a loincloth and showing his firm upper body slowly walked in front of Mr. "Where's the slave? I heard you were still together just now." He sat opposite the husband, seemingly unintentionally picked up the teacup that the husband only had, and took a sip of the bitter tea.

"I don't like others being around all the time, so I let him go down to rest first." The gentleman propped his head, said leisurely, and quickly changed the subject, "It seems that you are making good progress now, and the new favorite of the Pharaoh is still the same. I don't know that you sent her in, did you?"

"She always thought that it was her beauty that confused the captain of the Pharaoh's guards so that she could successfully meet the pharaoh. In fact, that loyal captain has long been controlled by me."

"That captain seems to have a connection with the previous bully leader..."

"He's under my control, and I'm sure you understand what 'control' means, Fisher Rila."

"I was worrying too much, you are no longer the child you were at the beginning." Mr. smiled, raised his eyes and looked deeply into Imerton's eyes, "But you came to see me today, probably not just to reminisce about the old days That's all."

Emerton was silent for a few seconds, as if he was looking for the right words. After a long time, he said slowly, "Fischer Rilla, do you really care about Tiyabuka's safety? You must keep him no matter what?"

The gentleman froze for a moment, then smiled.He stood up, walked under the scorching sun, looked at the pond in the garden that was somewhat cloudy due to the wind and sand day and night, and suddenly said to Imerton in an unclear way: "The pool is muddy, what will you do, Imogen?" pause?"

Imerton frowned slightly, he didn't understand what Mr.But he still raised his hand, and the sand particles suspended in the pool water seemed to be magnetically sucked up by a huge magnet, and all floated out, converging into a huge sand ball above Imerton's palm. "That's it." He replied.

"Where are the fish in the pond?" Mr. kept his eyes on the pond. He looked at the residents in the crystal clear pond. Their original bright colors were dimmed due to long-term living in the polluted pond. Some even have deformities.

"Kill it, and put in a few new ones."

Mr. smiled and shook his head. "The turbid water makes these fish who don't care about the changes around them live in a hypocritical environment. They can't see each other's faces clearly. They live in deception. The environment is gradually getting worse, and the fish living in it don't realize these things at all. Change, until you are slowly killed by the environment in the end, and you don’t know the real cause of your death, it’s much better than letting them watch you kill them.”

"It's always going to die, so why waste two efforts to complete something that only needs one step? Wait until the fish is dead, then clean up the impurities in the water, and put in a few new ones. Besides, when the water is clear, there will be no fish. Fish..."

Imerton didn't speak, he quietly looked at the back of his husband, he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly laughed out loud.He held his head in frustration and helplessness, and shook his head: "How long have you known about this, sir?"

"From the beginning." The gentleman said casually, picked up a stone, and threw it into the pool. The fish in the pool were frightened and swam away immediately.

"You really want to do that?"

"Oh, it turns out that the high priest of Egypt was so loyal to the dynasty of Seti I."

"Fischer Rilla, I think you have understood enough that my feelings for Egypt are different from those I have for Pharaoh." Hearing the rare sarcasm in his relaxed tone, Imerton smiled and shook his head again , the tone was very doting, "You can see that there is something about this dynasty, and of course I can see it too. But, I don't understand, when did you pay attention to this kind of thing?"

The gentleman withdrew his gaze from the sink and turned to look at Imerton. The complexity on his face was something Imerton had never seen before. "History sometimes needs to be pushed, Emerton, it's a complicated thing, or I just want to do something about history that never takes me seriously, or, it's just me when I'm bored Whim."

Imerton looked at Mr. and fell silent. He suddenly walked up to Mr., stretched out his hand, and gave him an abrupt hug. "I will be with you, Fisher Rilla, one day, you will tell me about your hidden pain..."

The gentleman was slightly taken aback, and wanted to say something, but in the end he just chose to pat Imerton on the head in a doting manner, just like he did when he was a child.

The water in Egypt is getting more and more turbid...