[Mummy] Eternal Life Spell

It turned out that Imerton was overthinking.

The gentleman didn't pay attention to Imerton who was close at hand. His hand holding the pen was still strong and free. After writing three words that Imerton could not understand at all, he put down the pen.

"What's the matter, Emerton, you seem a little abnormal today." The gentleman said softly, looking sideways at the man who was very close to him, his amber eyes were as calm as water.

Although he didn't show any repulsion, looking at the calm and unwavering eyes of his husband, Imerton somehow felt a sense of frustration in his heart.He fell in love with him, so what?A person with a cool nature like Mr. will not have feelings for anyone.

And, don't forget, you are the supreme high priest of Egypt, Imerton.Imerton smiled wryly in his heart and said to himself, this kind of relationship cannot be blessed by the gods, and even will attract the curse of the gods.As a high priest, he can't love anyone, this world cannot tolerate him and his feelings.

"It's nothing, sir." Imerton smiled wryly, shook his head lightly, slowly stretched out his hand, and picked up what Mr. wrote, "Very good." He said.

"Well, this is what I'm going to give you, as long as you like it." The gentleman smiled.

"Give it to me?" Imerton looked at him in surprise. "What does this mean?"

"Sin and curse." There was something else in the gentleman's smile. He looked deeply at what he had written, feeling helpless and self-deprecating, "You will understand later."

Imerton looked at those three words in silence.Mr. has too many secrets, and sometimes, secrets can overwhelm a person.

Jiang Jiuli.

It was his own name, a cursed name for a sin that no one would remember.Although Mr. always told Imerton verbally that he had forgotten his real name long ago, in fact, he had always remembered it in his heart, and he would never forget it.

Maybe it was just a whim, maybe it was just another attempt on his part, maybe it was some other reason that even he didn't know, that drove him to write down his name and give it to Emerton.After so many years, can this thing with his name still be preserved in history?

Now is not the time.Mr. thought, he seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to tell others his name, but even he himself didn't know what this opportunity represented.

"I'll keep it, sir." Imerton replied, taking another step back quietly.

The husband will not care about him and his intimate actions, and he will not have any emotional fluctuations because of these actions. His attitude is as if he is facing the daily routine, he is used to it and doesn't care.Sometimes Imerton wanted to ask about his past, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

He is sadly in love with someone who will never return his love.

The war between Egypt and the Hittites ended with the surrender of the Hittites.The negotiations between the victors and the defeated countries have been the same for thousands of years. The land was ceded and the indemnity was paid, and the thirteenth prince of Hittites, Tiazevir, stayed in Egypt as a captive.This was a great disgrace to Hittite. I heard that the Hittite king almost ordered the abolition of Tiya Xavier, the youngest son.

Ramesh returned with his army triumphantly, and the people of all Egypt congratulated their brave and invincible prince, and welcomed him along the way.Ramesh, riding on a tall steed, looks majestic and heroic, and immediately fascinates thousands of girls.The pharaoh held a celebration for his proud son, and once again he spared no effort to promote the might of Egypt to foreign envoys.

At the dinner party, Ramis first saw the gentleman sitting in the corner as if he was out of the world, and the high priest beside him who was equally low-key.He narrowed his eyes slightly to cover up the glint in his eyes, walked up to Mr. with a smirk on his lips, and greeted him.

"I don't know why I didn't see General Moaitobuhe. Has his injury recovered yet?" The gentleman asked casually.

"Hey, poor Moaitobuhe, I'm afraid this time I'm left with a stubborn illness, and I won't be able to go to the battlefield again for the rest of my life." Ramis sighed regretfully.

"That's it, what a pity, the general is a brave man." Imerton sighed softly, as if he really felt sorry for Moai Tobuhe.

In fact, the three people present were well aware of Moai Tuobuhe's health, but no one said it clearly.

"By the way, sir, thanks to your help this time, how do you think about my previous proposal?" Ramis changed the subject with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm still the same as before."

"Okay, then you can think about it for a few more days, this matter is not in a hurry." Ramis waved his hand in disappointment, glanced at Imerton halfway, turned and left.

Of course, Ramsey's last look did not escape Imerton's eyes. He took a deep look at him, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a hint of a chuckle in his tone: "The Crown Prince wants you to help him , to be his guest, right?" Imerton directly changed the interrogative sentence into a declarative sentence.

"It's almost like this." The gentleman nodded, "Don't look at the current Pharaoh who is still aloof, but behind the scenes, it's hard to tell how much power His Royal Highness has corrupted him. He is also paranoid, in order to protect his status, he will not let go of his father who can threaten him... Interesting."

"He wants to take you into his family, so he probably has nothing to fear." Imerton's eyes flickered slightly, "He no longer takes Pharaoh seriously, especially after this big victory."

"Of course, otherwise, with Pharaoh's hostile attitude towards me, how could he propose to let me be a guest?" The gentleman sighed.

"But you refused, why?"

"Because of you, Imerton, from the very beginning, I accepted you as my student, which means I have already chosen the camp." The gentleman replied nonchalantly, not caring what this sentence had to Imerton at all. "Imorton, now the pharaoh's power has been divided between you and Ramsey. You need to take a long-term view. Ramses is far less easy to deal with than you think."

"Oh, because he also learned a lot from you, didn't he?" Imerton said slowly with a mocking tone, no one could see the uneasiness under his disguise, "He said this today just to come Challenge me, don't you think I don't see it, my dear sir. Don't worry too much, I'm not the boy I was."

Well, now you have become a wolf with extraordinary patience... Mr. smiled lightly and shook his head, but his eyes were complicated.

For an ambitious man, if a talent cannot be used for himself, then he will never be kept.Sir is well aware of this.However, he was looking forward to what method Ramsey would use to get rid of him, the person who would pose a threat to him, and Imerton.

Ramsey really wanted to kill this time, but if he really wants to get rid of Mr., I'm afraid it's still open to question.He has always admired the man who only met once. Such a talent must have been bestowed on Egypt by God to help him become the greatest pharaoh in history.

In the end, when he offered him an olive branch, he refused, for Imerton, although he didn't explain it, but Ramses knew that he must be rejecting him for the high priest.For a moment, Ramsey couldn't help being jealous of this lucky Imerton. Before he met Mr., he was not even an ant, but now, he has become a master of theocratic power that he dreads.

He is his student, and he has taught him many things, but he refuses to stay as his teacher anyway.Why?Ramsey thought that he was not inferior to Imerton in any way, but the gentleman just held his unique student as a treasure.

If Fisherlila can't be used by him... Ramis lowered his eyes. Together, these two people will be a great threat to Egypt.

Similarly, the presence of Ramsey also made Imerton feel uneasy.He coveted Fisher Lila, and it was not a happy thing that something that he was staring at was being taken care of by other malicious people.Because of his status as a high priest, even if Ramsey insisted on keeping Mr. Wang, he would have no position to stop him.

When he thought that Mr. might be snatched away by other people but he could do nothing, just because he was the high priest and dedicated his body and mind to the gods, Imerton felt like a big stone was pressed in his heart. The curse that human emotions would be punished by the gods, and the importance Ramis attached to his husband made him feel depressed but couldn't find a place to vent, so he could only drink alone.

The gentleman watched Emerton drinking glass after glass of wine, and couldn't help frowning slightly. When he picked up the next glass, he grabbed his wrist: "There should be a rule against drinking alcohol in the temple, Imerton , you are the high priest." Originally he was still teaching Nafidili, and then suddenly a monk walked in. At first, Mr. thought that Emerton had something to do with him, but he didn't expect that this monk seemed to feel a little abnormal when he saw Emerton. Uneasy, he ran out secretly to ask him for help.

"Do you know, sir, after sitting in this position, I realized that this is not what I want, I would rather not be the high priest..." Although Imerton was drunk, his eyes were extraordinarily bright, He looked at Mr. with a smile, with bitterness and self-mockery in his smile, "At the beginning, I climbed up recklessly for the sake of ambition, but when I realized that I would abandon everything to become a high priest, I thought I had nothing to abandon. , but now I realize that I can't do it, the position of the high priest is too difficult..."

"Snapped."

Mr. slapped him across the face, interrupting his eloquence.

"So you want to back off? You've let me down, Imerton. I thought you could do better." Mr. said in a stern tone for the first time, "You need hangover soup, and a rest."

"Look...you don't understand..." Imherton sighed as if he didn't hear what the husband said at all, and suddenly stretched out his hand and carefully touched the husband's cheek.

Mr. was shocked by Imerton's actions.Judging from his experience of living for so many years, he certainly understood what Imerton's eyes represented, but he hadn't experienced this kind of emotion for a long time.

"I... love you..." Imerton murmured, and suddenly fell into his husband's arms and fell asleep.