don't know

Isis closed the door directly with a bang of 'Peng'.

Mouth!It must be the wrong way for her to open it!Otherwise, how could she see the sea strangely!

Isis shook her unconscious head vigorously, and her thoughts gradually became clear.She remembered that she drank the juice that Carol handed her, and fell asleep immediately after feeling drowsy.

Looking around the room, it is very luxuriously decorated, but the wall panels are obviously made of wooden materials.

There was some shaking under her feet, could it be...she was on a boat?

It's just that Memphis didn't mention her plans to go to sea before...

Just when Isis was puzzled——

"Isis! Isis! Are you awake? . . . "

"Knock, knock——" knocked on the door accompanied by Carol's voice, and Isis hesitated for a while before opening the wooden door again.

"Isis, are you finally awake?" Carol jumped into Isis's arms and rubbed hard, she was finally able to monopolize Isis!

"Carol... can you tell me why we are here? And, where is Memphis?" Isis rubbed her brows and asked.

"Isis, you ask so many questions at once, how do I answer them!" Carol turned her head guiltily, took Isis's hand and walked outside, "Come on, let me introduce someone to you!"

on deck—

Isis looked at the elegant young man with long light brown hair with complicated complexion. Although he was wearing the usual clothes of a walking businessman, the nobility in his gestures showed his extraordinary status.Moreover, he took away without hesitation knowing the identities of her and Kai Luoer. This Ymir is definitely not as simple as the businessman Kai Luoer said in his mouth!

And Izmi, who was standing opposite her, also observed with great interest the Egyptian queen who had a high reputation in various countries and also had an extraordinary relationship with her facially paralyzed cousin.From the moment I saw her charming and charming face, she had a calm posture, and there was not even a trace of panic on her face when she found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

The so-called daughter of the Nile, Kyrol, is ignorant and fearless, and the Egyptian queen has obviously begun to doubt his identity.That hostility is very obvious...

"Isis, Ymir said that we can live in his house when we go to Hittite!" Kyrol said as if offering a treasure.This Ymir looked quite stingy on the street at the time, but he didn't expect to be very enthusiastic about providing accommodation now.

"Hittie..." Isis repeated meaningfully. It was really a sensitive place. By the way, this Ymir looked more and more familiar, and seemed to be a person, but who was it?Isis frowned slightly.

"If Her Majesty Isis and the Daughter of the Nile are hungry, they can go to the cabin to eat. It's still far away from Hittite." Izmi said politely.

At the dinner table, apart from the excitement that Carol couldn’t hide, Izmi and Isis both had imperceptible temptations in their words, which made Isis even more suspicious after the meal .

"Kayrol, tell me the truth, how did you meet that Ymir? Also, why are we on his boat?" After returning to the room, Isis restrained her usual gentleness towards Kyrol. , asked seriously.

Hearing the seriousness in Isis's words, Carol realized later that she was a little careless this time, and she said nonchalantly, "I met Ymir on the street, and when I broke my wrist, it was Luca cured me, oh, he is Ymir's bodyguard, but I only found out today..."

Seeing Isis's pensive look, Carol said anxiously again: "He said he could take me on a trip to the desert and to other countries... I have been in Thebes for a long time, you know I'm an archaeologist... so I want to go and see it with you..." Carol said more and more quietly, and she found that she had no confidence to speak any more. In fact, in the final analysis, she just wanted to take Isis away. Memphis.

Isis knew that it was useless to blame Carol now. For now, she must first find out the identity of Ymir and the purpose of taking them away, and pray that Memphis can find out that they are missing and come to rescue them.

"Think about it carefully, has he ever said or asked you anything suspicious?"

Kairoll wrinkled his face and thought in meditation: "Ah——I remembered! That Ymir seems to be very concerned about their Hittite affairs. He even asked me about Princess Midaven and King Niproduo before. Feelings are coming!"

Hearing that Isis had a flash of inspiration, could it be that Midawin's admirer came to her?He immediately denied this idea. If so, he should directly rob Midawin or find trouble with his old man.

As a result, Isis, whose head was surrounded by various speculations, finally gave up thinking, and decided to take one step at a time and play by ear.No matter who this Ymir is or what his purpose is, his and Kyrol's identities are there. Unless that person really intends to be an enemy of Egypt, even the Hittite king would never dare to act rashly.

After thinking it over, Isis also settled down to enjoy this rare trip on the Mediterranean Sea with Carol.

On this side, Memphis was furious when he learned that his sister had been kidnapped along with Carol.These uneasy Hittites are really vying to add trouble to him one after another!

He had generously given the opportunity for Izmi to take away the daughter of the Nile River, but that guy went so far as to abduct the person who put him on the cusp of his heart!

With the thought that you will cause trouble for me, and I will not make you feel better, Memphis rushed directly to the hall, and lost his temper at Saru and Midavan in front of his father.

"High Priest Saru, and Princess Midaven! Now I have every reason to seriously doubt whether Hittite is just pretending to be a marriage mate on the surface, but in fact, he has the intention of fighting against us in Egypt!" Man Fei asked angrily.

"Memphis, where is your upbringing going? Isn't it out of place to barge in and yell like this indiscriminately?" King Niprudo saw that Mi Dawen was frightened by his son and his face turned pale. He scolded with a straight face.

Saru frowned, stepped forward and asked, "Did King Memphis misunderstand us?"

"Misunderstanding? Humph!" Memphis snorted coldly, "I'm going to ask you Prince Izmi of the Hittites! He sneaked into my Egypt quietly, and took away the daughter of the Nile River and the Egyptian queen. I'd rather I have to ask High Priest Saru, do you think this is a misunderstanding or Hittite really has some ulterior motives?"

Hearing this, Saru's expression changed suddenly. He didn't expect Izmi to be so bold as to take him away directly.It is understandable to take away the daughter of the Nile River he loves, but what does it mean that he also took Isis away? !Could it be that Izumi has already noticed that he is different from Isis and intends to threaten...

Chi Guoguo's misunderstanding!

Izumi would cry if he knew what his cousin was thinking.Although he noticed that Saru was strange to Isis, in fact he disdained to deal with Saru with such indecent means.What Izmi wants is to be recognized by others one day as having won against Saru, and then step on him openly and squarely.

Saru, who has been fighting with Izmi since childhood, of course knows Izmi's paranoia on this point, so the thought just now is just a flash.

"What? Isis was taken away too?" When it comes to the safety of his beloved daughter, King Nipledo is not calm anymore.

"Brother Izmi won't do this..." Midawin said eagerly, "Brother must have some reason..."

"Saru is willing to go to Hittite with King Memphis to find out!" Saru clasped his fists and said, "At that time, I, Prince Izmi of Hittite, will give Egypt an explanation!"

Memphis also knew that now is not the time for theory, what he is most urgent now is to be able to know the safety of Isis, and then quickly bring her back to Egypt.

"Father, I have troubled you to worry about government affairs these few days. I will leave for Hittite immediately!" Memphis said seriously.

After finishing speaking, Memphis bowed to King Neptune, and then went straight out.Saru nodded slightly to Midawin, and followed closely behind.

Hittite Palace -

In the luxurious hall, the lights are shining, a row of delicate lamp holders are burning with fragrant oil, and a group of graceful dancers are dancing to the music.

On the off-white camel-hair mat piled up in the center of the hall, sat a tall and burly middle-aged man with sideburns and beards, his eyes were faintly shining.Sitting with him was a young woman with light brown short hair, her words and deeds were dignified and elegant.

The maids standing on both sides all bowed their knees and saluted when they saw the person coming: "I have met His Royal Highness, His Majesty Isis, Daughter of the Nile River."

Izmi stepped forward and bowed to the two people above the main hall: "Father, queen!"

Isis just nodded slightly: "I have seen the Hittite king, the queen." In terms of respect, Isis and the Hittite king are actually at the same level.

Kairoll's eyes widened. She didn't really believe that Ymir was the prince of Hittite until now, and the couple in front of her were the King and Queen of Hittite.

King Hittite sized up the two people standing in front of him with sharp eyes, and then laughed loudly: "It's so radiant, two Egyptian goddesses came to Hittite together."

"It's an invitation from Prince Izmi." Isis emphasized the word "graciousness," and "the two of us can't ignore the kindness of His Highness the Prince."

King Hittite didn't seem to understand the sarcasm in Isis's words. He set his sights on the golden-haired daughter of the Nile River, with deep interest in his eyes: "This is the daughter of the God of the Nile River, Habi. ? It is really rare..."

Isis kept Carol behind her calmly. The Hittite king looked a little unscrupulous: "Carol is the same age as Princess Midavan of your country, and we are very close." The implication is that she As old as your daughter, you don't have any ideas.

After a pause, he continued: "I, King Memphis of Egypt, will arrive in Hittite soon, and I will propose marriage to Princess Midavan on my father's behalf."

Speaking of Midavan, the couple and Izmi are not calm anymore. This is a question they have been avoiding all the time. Their daughter/sister is going to marry an old man!

"Maybe King Memphis is more suitable for Midaven..." Queen Hittite said tactfully.

"Queen Hittite said that she wanted to reject Egypt's marriage proposal?" Isis raised her voice, and put a big hat on her directly, which was related to her father's happiness.

Queen Hittite was a little confused, and looked at King Hittite for help.

"Queen Isis, don't be impatient," King Hittite changed the subject, "Let Izmi take the two of you to play in Hittite these few days."

Kyrol was elated when she heard that she could go to visit Hittites, but in Izmi's eyes, it was her joy that Midavan could not marry Memphis.

For the happiness of my sister Wang, I must break them up!Izumi silently clenched his fist.

The next morning—

"Beautiful daughter of the Nile, your hair is as dazzling as gold, and your eyes are as clear as the Aegean Sea. You are the goddess in my heart..." Izmi said affectionately while standing by the window of Kairoll's bedroom Chant, "Marry me, Carol, and be my princess!"

"Prince Izmi, is your head caught by the door?" Kyrol yawned, and was woken up by the sound of playing music outside early in the morning. The Hittites were really full of energy.

What a venomous tongue... Izumi couldn't hold back the smile on his face.No, Izmi, you can't be defeated like this. You want to snatch the daughter of the Nile River, so that you can hit the Egyptian pharaoh, and you can successfully marry your own royal sister to him!

Just as Izumi was about to open his mouth to say something, he saw Isis standing behind Carol and looking at him with interest.After coughing lightly, she straightened her expression and said, "Queen Isis is well."

Yo, does this Prince Izmi like Kairoll?Isis watched the interaction between the two with interest, it was quite harmonious!But she didn't seem to find anything similar to affection in Izmi's eyes. How should I put it, it's not as affectionate as her brother's looking at her...

Thinking of Memphis, Isis looked a little melancholy. It's only been a few days. Does she already miss him so much?This strange feeling made Isis a little unaccustomed to it, but she didn't hate it, on the contrary, she felt a little sweet in her heart.

I don't know why Memphis got to Hittite... She can't wait to see him!

Izmi looked at the Egyptian queen distracted in front of him with a dark face, a mustache!He realized that he was becoming less and less present!Sure enough, the Egyptians are naturally at odds with him? !

"Then let me lead you two to visit Hantusha together!" Izmi, who decided not to dwell on this annoying question, gracefully turned sideways and made a gesture of 'please'.

Here, on an Egyptian ship sailing directly in the direction of the Hittites in the Mediterranean Sea, the young pharaoh was standing at the bow with a gloomy face, unable to tell what he was thinking.

Saru's face was also heavy, and his heart was turning back and forth.

Izmi, I hope you won't be as impulsive as before, otherwise you will really let down his hard work over the years.

Extra 3

My name is Saru, specifically Saru Mursili II, and they secretly call me Sida.

I know very well that I am not the Xida they say, at least not the soul.

I don't know why I came to this place as soon as I opened my eyes. This is not the Hittite palace I am familiar with, but in an old wooden house.

When I woke up, there was a haggard woman sitting next to me. She was only in her 30s, but she had deep crow's feet around her eyes.

She said: "Baby Xida, mother is wrong, we will not argue, as long as you get better..."

I am confused, my name is not Xida, and my mother died shortly after I was born, and none of my father's concubines dared to call themselves mother to me, but she was clearly talking to me.

It was unavoidable, so I decided to keep quiet and understand the current environment.

this is not me.

I frowned slightly, and the fat boy in the mirror also frowned.The round face matches the unattractive facial features, only one pair of eyes are the same green as before.Well, although I don't focus on the appearance, but when this respect is born on my face, there is still some shock.

In the next few days, under my insinuation, I got some information from the servants.

In fact, when I first learned about the era I am in, I was a little surprised, because I came to the Hittite Kingdom 100 years ago!

Now Hittite is in charge of King Hazmir, and this body is actually the nephew of the current Hittite king, and his mother, that woman, is the sister of Hittite king.The mother and son and the following subordinates were suspected of framing the heir three years ago and were exiled to this Hittite border area.

As Hittite heirs, it seems to me that they deserved it all.

Every dynasty has no shortage of people who want to usurp the throne and seize power. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Only the winner is qualified to speak. Obviously, this body is a complete loser.

I don't know what that woman meant when she said no more disputes, but what is certain is that I, Saru Mursili II, will never be a loser no matter when and where.Although I don't know when I can return to my time, but during the period when this body belongs to me, I must be in charge.

What can change in four years?

Looking at the face in the mirror that is completely different from that of four years ago, I don't think anyone will believe that it is the same person if they don't look at it every day.

Even I find it unbelievable that this face is clearly my original face. Could it be that the body will change with the transformation of the soul?

Over the past four years, I have gradually conquered the forces in the border areas, established my own Anbu organization, and even sent a small number of people to infiltrate the Hittite royal city.

In the winter of the fourth year, the woman who kept calling Baby Xida couldn’t make it through after all. The long-term living in the harsh environment and the deep depression in her heart made her body exhausted.

She said: "I knew you were not him..."

She said: "Actually, I have been deceiving myself..."

She said: "Go to Hantusha, Hazimir will not make things difficult for you..."

She said: "Take it as the compensation for the past four years, and atone for my sin..."

She said, "Baby Xida, I can finally see you..."

She said a lot, and I held her skinny wrist, as if my heart was heavy, but my eyes were still as dry as the desert sun, feeling hot and sore.

Finally, when she closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was having a beautiful dream.

When I left the border, I took the clay pot containing her bones with me.

I think she should be happy.

Regardless of the success or failure of the year, she is always a member of the Hittite royal family, and she should enter the Hittite royal family's tomb...

After going to Han Tusha, King Hittite did not deliberately make things difficult for me, and even said to restore my identity.

I refused, and I proposed to change my original name Xida to Saru, willing to atone for my mother in the temple, in exchange for her being re-buried in the royal tomb.

King Hittite gave me a deep look, but he didn't agree right away, he just asked him to think about it.

Later, he found me again and said that he could let me go to the temple, and in order to retain my status as the second heir, he restored my mother's eligibility to be buried in the royal family's tomb, but...

As a king, the Hittite king is certainly not a generous philanthropist. He has given me so many benefits, and I must exchange them in equal value.

What's more, my foundation is too shallow now, and I have no choice.I agreed of course, after all, in my opinion, this is really good for me.

I raised my head slightly, and arrogantly looked at the young prince Izmi with long light brown hair and a kitten in his arms. Was this the target of her assassination?

In my head, I recalled the description of Izmi I saw in the history books of the Hittite kings.During his reign, King Izmi led his soldiers to attack Mitanni, the most powerful country in West Asia, and made it a vassal state of Hittite; during his reign, he successfully controlled the vast land between the Mediterranean Sea and the Euphrates River... ...It can be said that King Izmi laid the foundation for the powerful Hittite Empire in the future.

but……

I frowned fiercely. This 12-year-old young prince doesn't look like the King Izmi described in the history books!

The body is thin and thin, the facial features are delicate and slightly feminine, and the soft-spoken is not masculine at all!

According to the people in the palace, Prince Izmi has a very kind heart, and even hunted animals will heal their wounds and let them go.And because of the assassination incident that year, now he just stays in the palace to read and play with the maids.

No wonder the Hittite king would put forward that condition. Indeed, why should such a prince take on such a big responsibility?

So, when I met Izmi for the first time, I proposed to use the kitten in his arms as a bet for an archery match that was said to have been defeated by Izmi with this body.

There was no suspense in the result of the match. As rumored, Izmi shot a bird in the wing, and then let it fly.I looked at it and faintly felt that the veins on my forehead were bursting. Is this prince trying to save all sentient beings?You must know that what a king wants is soft-hearted!

I took the bow and shot towards the birds in the air. One arrow passed through three birds at the same time.I nodded with satisfaction. In the past four years, I have not abandoned my previous technology, and it has even become more sophisticated.

I, who was victorious, directly brought the kitten over, shook it in front of Izmi, and then slammed it on the ground in front of the people present, spattering the ground with blood.

Izmi's smiling face suddenly turned pale, and he pointed at me with trembling fingers, his eyes full of disbelief and anger.

I smiled at him intentionally and evilly: "The things I won are mine, and I can do whatever I like. You—Prince Izmi, are still far behind!" After speaking, I laughed and didn't look back directly leave.

From that day on, I started an endless battle with Izumi.As small as pranks, as big as betting on human life.

When I learned that I was qualified as the second heir, Izmi gradually changed from a delicate prince to a kingly spirit, and began to plan every step of the way and plan carefully.

And the Hittite king never interfered in the struggle between me and Izmi, hanging high.

Over the past few years, I have never concealed my brilliance in front of others. I have become the high priest of the temple step by step through hard work, and I have also accumulated a certain reputation among the people.

I know that Izmi's wish is to look forward to the day when I can be recognized by others and step on me openly.For this, I just shrugged needlessly. In fact, I am also looking forward to that day, because it means that it is time for me to complete my meritorious deeds.

After two years at the Temple of Atonement, I started traveling in various countries.Although there are some gaps compared with 100 years later, this does not prevent me from exploring the secrets.

In that year, I came to Egypt, the most powerful country in this era.

It was also in that year that I met the girl who touched my heartstrings in the Luxor Temple, and made the only vow - never to hurt her.

Her name is Isis.