Chapter 23 Chapter 22 The Girl Conversing with God

"God's judgment, I didn't expect that she would come up with such a bad idea." In the lounge of Ivy's bedroom, the young Buka sat cross-legged in front of Ivy, and said with some surprise. "What exactly is God's judgment?" "Have you ever heard of Nyepi?" Ivy shook her head. "During the Feast of Tranquility, the pharaoh who has been in power for thirty years will be left alone in a secret room for a whole day and night to prove that he is still favored by God and that he is still qualified to be the pharaoh of Great Egypt, and then he will be crowned again .”

Ivy nodded. "The so-called God's judgment is actually a general term. It almost means to leave your life and death to God. If you survive, then you obey God's will, otherwise..." The red-haired boy shrugged. Shrugging his shoulders, "There was once a prisoner who was difficult to judge and was tied up on a high ground. He did not eat or drink for three days. He was exposed to the sun and attacked by vultures. If he survived, he passed the judgment of God." He glanced at Ivy, her face seemed paler than before, no, it was pale. "However, if it were you, it wouldn't be in this form." Buka said casually, "Princess Amanla and the priests should agree on a solution together. The form is likely to be the same as the Tranquility Festival." It’s very similar, like putting you in a secret room half filled with water, soaking you for a day and a night.”

"What kind of character is Princess Amara?" Ivy couldn't help interrupting Buka, "Where did the 'girl who talked to God' come from?" Judging from what Buka just said, God's judgment is actually It's very unreasonable, there are too many factors under human control, if she locked herself in a secret room, she would know with her toes that someone would come out to assassinate herself in the middle of the night.This so-called fairness is simply ridiculous stupidity. Buka took a breath, and muttered with a somewhat troublesome expression: "Ah, this is a long story." Looking up and seeing Ivy looking like she wanted to kill someone, she had no choice but to restrain her lazy expression , and continued obediently, "Four years ago, at that time, Princess Amara was only eleven years old. One day, she suddenly said to the maid who was serving her, 'The Hittite army is coming again, this is what God told me '. Then, within three days, the news of the Hittite disturbance came. If it was only this time, it would be fine. It seems that there were several times later, and they were all quite accurate. Princess Amanla is a royal family At that time, the former king was very happy when he learned about this incident, and immediately called a group of priests, discussed it for several days and nights, and finally came up with a name to announce to the world, that is "the girl who talks to God". "

Ivy looked at Buka thoughtfully and said, "What are the few things that Princess Amara said so accurately?" Buka raised his head and thought for a while, "Hittite is going to send troops, a certain high-ranking official will be assassinated by Hittite, and it is not appropriate to send troops recently... It seems that this is the case. She doesn't always get the oracle, but the oracle she gets They are all very accurate... To be honest, this is the first time I have heard the oracle she said in the hall today." "So this time Hittite's large-scale war with Egypt, did she get any oracle?"

Buka tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied, "No. She is just praying." "In the previous Giza Rebellion, was there an oracle?" "……No." "Is there any oracle for the war that Egypt will encounter in five years' time?" "...No. Is there going to be war in Egypt in five years' time?" Ivy lowered her head, a strange light flashed quickly in her blue eyes. It turned out that she understood all of this!The thing is that simple, everything is necessarily connected and can be explained naturally, but no one has ever thought about it in that direction, and now all she needs is to prove it to others.

Prove to others that the naive Princess Amara is the traitor who has been lurking beside Pharaoh. It's not difficult. "Hey, Ai Wei..." Seeing her in a daze, Buka couldn't help calling out, "Do you really want to be a queen that much? Many people will hate you, and...a monarch's love will not last forever... ..." Ivy looked up at him, smiled wryly and shook her head.Queen or not, what does it matter?She was just moved, purely for that man.I want to be together because I am tempted. Even if he is not the queen, even if he cannot get married, as long as he is willing to promise her unique love and stay by her side, isn't he already very happy?

"Buka, who can guarantee eternal love? Every relationship is like a gamble, at least this time, I still have the possibility to win." At that moment, the figure of her brother flashed into her mind, and she shook her head again and again, Do your best to wave away the familiar but unfamiliar image.It was also a gamble, but from the very beginning, she knew that she would definitely lose, but even so, didn't she bet with all her heart?Now she is not lucky, at least, there is still a possibility of success.The corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Don't talk about this, Buka, I must ask you for help if I have something to do."

The blond girl stuck to Buka's ear and began to speak to him very quietly.Buka nodded while listening, his handsome face gradually became serious and more serious, and when Ivy finished speaking, he stood up abruptly. "Understood, leave it to me to do it." There was a boundless determination in his emerald green eyes. He must do this thing for Ivy, and it must be a success no matter what. At midnight, Princess Amara sat up suddenly from the bed, gently put on the tulle beside the pillow, and stroked her short dark brown hair.This time she didn't wear a wig, because it was so late and no one would see it anyway.Before going to bed, she had already sent away all the attendants, so she easily walked around the back door of her temporary bedroom and walked quickly to the lotus pond.

The moonlight hits the quietly blooming lotus in the pool coldly, revealing a kind of beauty that seems not to belong to this world.And Princess Amanla didn't come here to appreciate the lotus. She quickly looked around and confirmed that no one saw her, then hurried around the lotus pond and walked into a very inconspicuous garden by the pond. Small study. This is a study in a very remote location. Because the pharaoh moved to Memphis recently for affairs, this place was cleaned up as a temporary storage place for documents. Usually, few people come here.Yamanla walked in tiptoe, without turning on the lamp, opened the curtains covered with thin dust, and searched inside the house by the moonlight.Suddenly, she saw a wooden box carved with a lion's head. She walked over and gently opened the box. A roll of papyrus tied with a gorgeous golden ribbon lay quietly on the deep black velvet inside.

She slowly stretched out her hand, and when her fingers touched the roll of documents, suddenly, as if by magic, the inside and outside of the room suddenly lit up, and hundreds of clusters of torches seemed to be ignited in an instant The sound of footsteps, weapons, and breathing sounded around her. Before she could fully react, she was surrounded by Egyptian soldiers. After all, she was only a fifteen-year-old girl. At that moment, she was really scared.But soon, the composure returned to her body, she didn't think what she did was wrong, so she didn't need to be afraid.She pressed the box containing the papyrus tightly with her left hand, straightened her back as much as she could, her amber eyes widened, and she said sternly, "Presumptuous, what are you going to do?!"

Montus came out from behind the tightly surrounded soldiers, next to Buka and Ivy.The young general looked at Yamanla in shock with an expression of disbelief in his eyes. "Brother, we won't lie to you, that's how it is." Buka said a little excitedly on the side, and Ivy tugged at the corner of his clothes to calm him down. Montus looked at Yamanla's immature face, and asked softly as if talking to himself: "Your Highness...why are you here..." Princess Amanla turned her head aside, pouted like a child losing her temper, and said, "Brother Mengtus can't take care of this princess's affairs, right?" "But Your Highness, it's really inappropriate for you to come here," Montus's expression turned dark, "I'm afraid it's necessary for you to invite Your Majesty to come here." Yamanla raised her head and looked at Montus angrily. The sweet smile in the past disappeared like a dream, and was replaced by a seriousness that was not commensurate with her age. She shouted loudly: "Why? I didn’t do anything wrong to call my brother over here! I just followed the instructions of the ‘God Envoy’, if not, how could I get the ‘Oracle’?” As soon as the words fell, Ivy, Montus, and Buka were all stunned, especially the soldiers around them. After a while, Ivy seemed to have suddenly realized, and her water-blue eyes showed a look of pity. The truth is cruel, but sometimes you have to face it. "Then let me try to guess what all this should be about." Ivy stepped forward and said slowly. "It's none of your business!" Princess Amara uncontrollably grabbed the wooden box in her hand, threw it at Ivy, and hit her on the forehead. The wooden box broke into pieces and fell to the ground. The roll of paper in the middle The sedge book fell and was caught by Ivy with both hands.A trace of blood slowly flowed down his cheeks. Buka hurriedly protected Ivy and drew out the sword in his hand, but he didn't point it directly at Princess Yamanla due to etiquette.Mentus calmly ordered the soldiers around him to invite Pharaoh. Ivy wiped the blood on her forehead with her cuff, gently pushed the burka away, unfolded the papyrus, rushed to Yamanla, and said calmly: "There is actually nothing you want in this papyrus, Princess." It was empty. Princess Amara's eyes widened, and she stared at Ivy intently, tiny beads of sweat oozing from her immature face. "This is a play played by General Montus and Buka. The purpose is to prove it." Ivy paused, "You are the one who relayed the situation to Hittite." There was an uproar all around, Montus frowned tightly, and Buka had an expression of "knowing it a long time ago". Amanla looked at Ivy in disbelief. For a moment, the astonishment gradually turned into a mocking but still sweet smile. She said arrogantly: "I thought it was something, don't be joking. Amanla can I have never seen any Hittites. All along, I have only communicated with the 'God'. I have to tell God about Egypt, and God will give me an oracle to instruct me on the next move... If Neferta Sister Li doesn't know, I can tell you about it in the future." She spoke seriously with a smile, and no falsehood could be seen in her eyes, which were as clear as a penetrating stream.Ivy's heart began to shake at that moment.After a few seconds, she bit her lip and spoke slowly: "This is a despicable strategy. It has been started four years ago. Perhaps none of them thought it would be such a success." Ivy said word by word, with a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes. The reality may be more serious than imagined. Ridiculous, silly, even cruel.Should she speak up?At the moment of her hesitation, the faces of Li Tahe and Matt Hao Ni Jieru suddenly flashed past her eyes. It was like yesterday. Too many things may have become out of control because of this absurd farce Bar. She paused, took a deep breath, and continued: "It was the Hittites who made Princess Amara the 'maiden who spoke to the gods' who could influence Egypt." There was another uproar all around, and everyone looked at Ivy in disbelief.She went on to say, "Hittite used Princess Amara to exchange irrelevant information for the ability to influence Egypt." Seeing that everyone could not understand her words, Ivy blinked and quickly figured out how to The matter was explained more clearly, "As far as I know, Princess Yamanla's oracle is all about small-scale Hittite harassment and assassination of some border officials. This information was leaked to Yamanla by Hittite in advance. The princess, speaking through her mouth, seems to be an oracle, but in this way, Egypt will believe that Princess Amanla has some kind of 'divine power', so they can pass some words to Princess Amanla. Untrue 'oracles' to influence Egypt." "Your Highness Nefertari, I think this possibility is not great, otherwise, Hittite himself will lose some benefits for such information..." Montus's words were interrupted by Ivy's gentle wave of her hand. "Hittite's lost interests are simply negligible." Ivy said lightly, "How many times have you disturbed the country? Assassinated a certain border official? What if it succeeds, what if it fails?" Montus remained silent, thinking seriously about what Ivy said—it was not unreasonable. "However, it would be different if Princess Amara could be the 'oracle' of Egypt, for example," she frowned, "'this time against the Hittites will fail' or 'the recent attack on the Hittites is ominous', then Egypt may be Without sending troops, the Hittites would gain a strategic advantage in the wars it really focused on." Buka looked suddenly enlightened, but Montus frowned more and more tightly, "So...you mean..." "However, the most important thing is," Ivy took a deep breath. Although it was a guess, it was almost inseparable. "Hittite made Princess Amara a 'girl talking to God' so that she could It is closer to the core of power. If it is a priest and a royal family, they can naturally get a lot of information they want. In exchange for Princess Amanla becoming a "girl who talks to God", I get Egyptian information from her again and again. military situation." "Impossible!" Suddenly, the young princess interrupted Ivy's words. She blocked her ears with her hands, her amber eyes were wide open in horror, as if she had heard the most terrible thing in the world, and she couldn't stop Trembling, he said intermittently, "Impossible, what are you talking about...it's impossible. I have only communicated with 'Gods' and 'Gods' all this time. I have never given any information to the so-called Hittites. ! No! You liar." Ivy looked at her. True, how cruel. It takes courage to be cruel enough to speak out. "Princess Amara, can you tell me the appearance of the 'God' you saw?" Ivy asked carefully.The appearance of the Hittites is far from that of the Egyptians, and it is entirely possible to judge from her answer whether her words are correct. Montus, Buka, and the surrounding soldiers couldn't help but hold their breath and listened quietly to the princess's continuation. The girl trembled, completely losing the calm and sweet smile of the past. "I, I only met 'God' once, and after that, it was God's envoy who contacted me." No, it was impossible, she was talking to God. "I, I just remember, those are a pair of blue eyes, as clear as the sky, and as cold as the sea water. Egyptians don't have such eyes, right? He must be a god, he said he can make me be" Someone special', let me stand beside Brother Wang, he, he said so! He must be, must be God, right?" She is talking to God, right?She was trembling, looking at Ivy and Montus in despair, like a drowning person, desperately looking for the half life-saving straw. Until the last hope is completely torn to shreds— "Jari Agonor." Memphis at night is the same as most ancient cities. When there is no celebration, silence and darkness cover all sleeping Egyptians.People die in their sleep at night, forgetting their sins, and wake up with the sun in the morning to start a new day. For Princess Amara, this night seemed to never pass.The moonlight shining on her face was like a thin layer of frost, freezing her daily sweet smiling face. When she heard that name, her breathing seemed to stop. "Jari Agonor." With a faint voice that has remained unchanged for a hundred years, Ramses' expressionless face appeared behind Ivy, pulling Ivy to his side without a trace, frowning and looking at her forehead. "It's okay, I accidentally knocked it. Don't worry about my business." Ivy waved her hand quickly, and brushed the hair on her forehead to cover the wound that was still slowly overflowing with bright red blood.This slight movement made Ramses purse his lips slightly.Her words were pale, but her attitude was firm.He didn't force her to leave to find the imperial doctor first, but turned his attention back to Yamanla. Yamanla saw Ramses's first expression was happy, and then it gradually turned into fear, "Yari Agonor? That Hittite devil, Yari Agnol? Brother! This is impossible How could God be him! Brother Wang, all of this is false, right? There may be other people with blue eyes," she pointed to Ivy, "She also has blue eyes! So, it doesn't have to be the devil Yes, isn't it? How did that man have blue eyes?" "Crimson purple deep black flag, and ice-blue pupils..." Ramses lowered his head slightly, "The monarch behind Hittite, the two major characteristics of Yari Agnol." Perhaps this cannot be blamed on Yamanla. When Yali pretended to be Tali and came to the palace to meet him, no one noticed him, and no one suspected that he was the Yali Agonor.Otherwise... otherwise, how could he let him go back alive!Thinking of this, I couldn't help but exert a little force on Ivy's arm. "No, it's impossible." Amara's amber eyes suddenly radiated a frightened light.All this time, all this time, the person she thought was a god was actually Brother Wang's greatest enemy, and Hittite's most terrifying devil! She raised her head suddenly, staring at Ivy hard, staring at her pair of beautiful aqua blue eyes, as if through her, she could see the beginning of everything. The day fate changed. What a pair of similar eyes. The first time I saw that person was one day four years ago. Once again, Yamanla successfully avoided the maid and sneaked out of the palace alone to play in the temple on the outskirts of the city. The face of the person in the memory has already begun to blur, the only thing that is profound is that pair of strange ice blue eyes, looking at her sharply through the black bangs.He must be no ordinary man, Egyptians don't have blue eyes. "I am the princess of Great Egypt, Amara, who are you?" That handsome young man looked at her casually, seeing her trying to hide a little nervousness, he smiled, very wickedly, with a bit of cynical contempt. "Are you a person who can keep secrets?" Ignoring her question, he suddenly asked an irrelevant question. Amara stared blankly at the man. She had never seen anyone so disrespectful to her.Holding the strong mentality unique to children, she replied loudly, "Of course." "Dare you swear?" The man's words seemed to have a magical power, and the young Yamanra nodded anxiously, "God Ra can testify to my honesty. If I break my promise, I will never be able to marry Brother Wang." Hearing such a pious oath, the owner of the icy blue eyes couldn't help laughing, as if hearing the most ridiculous joke in the world, he couldn't help laughing out of breath.Yamanla couldn't help being a little annoyed, clenched her fists tightly, and wanted to turn around and leave, but soon, the man stepped forward and said slowly to Yamanla: "You want to be a 'special' '? I can grant your wish to marry your brother." Against the light, Yamanla couldn't see that person's expression clearly, and there was only one thought in her mind, to marry Brother Wang and be with Brother Wang. As long as this wish can be fulfilled, she can do anything. As if charmed, she nodded without thinking. She kept her promise, didn't say a word, and didn't think about why she met this person in the temple on the outskirts of the city, and why this person made such a request.When she was young, she just insisted on one idea, and if she listened to him, she might really be able to marry Brother Wang in the end.This kind of pure mood is like a child who keeps his promise to his parents and insists on eating spinach every day for the toy he wants very much.She has been following the young man's instructions for the sake of the not-so-great possibility. From then on, there was a very important thing in Amanla's life, telling the "God" what the "God" wanted to know about the developments in Egypt, and then telling other people the will from the "God".The blue-eyed person told her that if there were any deviations and lies, she would no longer be able to be a "special person", and naturally, she would not be able to fulfill her wish to be with Brother Wang. "Report everything to us honestly, so that you can get the oracle when necessary." Yamanla never dared to violate this sentence. For four years, she reported to the envoy sent by God every time he wanted to know, and she Can also try to get news. Finally, she became a "girl who talks to God", and she got her wish and married her beloved brother Wang in the name of "God Marriage". Therefore, she believed in God's word even more firmly. A few days ago, she could no longer get the message God wanted.Brother Wang has kept most of the previously disclosed information from all the priests, and most importantly, he has already gone on an expedition and intends to move to Memphis.The oracle has been forcing her to inform the country's next move, "Only when you know the pharaoh's plan, can you get the corresponding oracle."In desperation, she had no choice but to rush to Memphis with all her strength, try to stay by Pharaoh's side as much as possible, and collect the corresponding information. On the way, she heard the news that Brother Wang was going to marry Nefertari as queen. At that moment, a feeling suddenly surged up from the bottom of my heart, and a cruel intention from the heart polluted those pure amber eyes.Those whom Brother Wang favored deserve to die, those whom Brother Wang marries deserve to die, and those whom Brother Wang loves deserve to die even more! Nefertari, you deserve to die! Amara lied, and for the first time, the girl who talked with God forged God's will. "The blond maiden does not belong to Egypt, she will bring war to Egypt, bring troubles, and bring things that are not good for Pharaoh." At first, the lie was fraught with unease.When I speak, my heart beats and beats like a drum. But later, she discovered that lies were more effective than she had imagined. When she was going out the next day, she happened to meet General Montus talking to his subordinates. The content was nothing more than two points, each of which made her very happy. First of all, it means that the wedding between Nefertali and Ramses will be postponed, and the date of the wedding can only be determined after the priests have performed cumbersome ceremonies.His "oracle" worked, and Yamanla's eyes shone with excitement.Secondly, there is an urgent military situation.General Mentus had already placed the papyrus containing the pharaoh's instructions in the side study next to the lotus pond, and it would be sent to the military camp outside Memphis tomorrow morning. She has to get this message. Since the advance team of the Seth Legion was surrounded by the Hittite army in the Sinai Peninsula, the military situation was no longer disclosed to any priests, and the destination of the march would not be revealed when praying.But the "God Envoy" has been persecuting himself, "Pharaoh will definitely have a next move, you must tell us, otherwise you will not be able to continue to be a 'girl talking to God'". Losing that title was too terrifying for the young Yamanla.Because of this title, she was able to be highly praised by the priests and her father, and finally married Brother Wang, becoming the most important person around him.If one day she loses this title, she will be just an ordinary princess, unable to stand by Brother Wang's side.Let alone make him look differently. So no matter what, she must keep this title. That's why she was here, desperate to get the letter that God wanted. But all of this is actually fake. At that moment, something seemed to break in her heart, she trembled slightly, and a strange light shot out from her amber eyes, which was a glimmer of hope that was about to dissociate, "Brother Wang, brother Wang, tell me... ...none of this is true, Yamanla has been...communicating with 'God' all along, hasn't she? Isn't she!" "Princess Amara..." Ivy took a step forward, wanting to speak, but was suddenly pulled back by a powerful arm. "Stand back, Nefertari." Ramses frowned tightly, and dragged Ivy behind him involuntarily. The young monarch was wearing a white nightgown, his dark brown hair was messily scattered on his shoulders, and his amber eyes were as cold as frozen.He pursed his lips, looked at his younger sister who was trembling slightly in front of him, a surge of hostility from his heart overflowed uncontrollably, and along with the air, spread to the nerves of everyone in the room.At that moment, the air seemed to be condensed, and everyone was silent, not even daring to take a breath. The "girl who talked to God" of the Great Egyptian Empire turned out to be a traitor used by Hittite, and even called Hittite's "king behind" a "god".Absurd, big joke, unprecedented scandal in the royal family! Such thoughts are quickly communicated in the silent space.People began to be at a loss, lowered their heads, looked at the floor, and waited for the pharaoh's decision. Ivy pulled Ramses' skirt from behind, feeling this slight movement, the young pharaoh glanced at the petite girl behind him calmly.She lowered her head and said nothing, but her little white hand firmly held the corner of the nightgown.He thought for a while, and then looked at the terrified younger sister in front of him. The innocent smile of the past had long since disappeared, and the cold fear seized her deeply, causing her amber eyes that were surprisingly similar to him to reflect There was a look of despair. He took a slight breath, and said coldly: "Except for Mentus, all retreat outside for me, and no one is allowed to come in without an order." "Forget what you saw today, if I hear a single word of gossip, I will kill you." The soldiers inside the room felt relieved, and saluted respectfully, as if they wanted to escape the dignified and solemn atmosphere as soon as possible, and exited the narrow study room neatly and quickly, forming an encirclement about three meters away from the study room.In the room, in a blink of an eye, there were only five people left: Ramses, Ivy, Yamanla, Montus and Buka.Montus sternly winked at Buka, signaling him to back out, but the red-haired boy insisted on staying where he was, as if he hadn't noticed it.It wasn't until Ramses said softly, "Let him stay here." Montus breathed a sigh of relief and continued to stand still and wait for orders. "Amanla, if you have anything else to do, tell me." Ramses said lightly. Yamanla opened her eyes wide, but as if she couldn't see anything, she squatted down slowly, her small body curled up into a ball, "I, I don't know..." The room was dead silent, only the sound of her rapid breathing could be heard. "Your Majesty, please allow Buka to speak." The red-haired boy suddenly stepped forward and knelt down, and spoke respectfully, breaking the embarrassing silence. "speak." "My subordinates have witnessed with their own eyes that a maid in the palace took out a clay tablet engraved with Hittite language from the palace," Buka paused, and saw Ivy desperately waving behind Ramses, but he ignored it , and continued, "The clay board referred to the Giza Rebellion as the first plan, and mentioned the second plan, which should refer to the previous Hittite envoy's assassination. There is a beautiful lotus emblem on the clay board , after verification, only Matt Haoni... No, Bi Biye and Princess Amanla have the right to use it." After speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Princess Amara again. The girl raised her eyes slightly, looked at Ramses, and said seriously: "No, I didn't do it. I don't even understand Hittite... It really wasn't me." "Then how do you relay the information to the so-called 'God's Messenger'?" Ramses said coldly, with faint anger hidden in his flat tone. Amara didn't speak. Ramses didn't urge her either, but just cast his eyes on her lightly, without any expression in his eyes, let alone any pity. After a while, the young princess finally lowered her head and sobbed softly: "Brother Wang, Brother Wang, it's really not me..." She hugged her shoulders, shrinking her body, and said slowly, "I know Let me tell you...the envoys will come to me regularly and tell me what the gods want." "You—you're still called the Hittite God Envoy!" "Yes, I'm sorry, Brother Wang, the Hittites... I really didn't know it was the Hittites." Yamanla said aggrievedly, the moment her eyes met Ramses, the complaint stopped, and she thought about it After a while, he continued obediently, "The envoy... the Hittites always have a way to get close to me, or the maid, or the imperial guards, every once in a while... it's all verbal, I never wrote that kind of thing." thing……" It's not unreasonable, Ivy thought in her heart.Carefully recall the scene when Buka discovered the Hittite clay tablet. At that time, there was such a doubt that the clay tablet containing important information was discovered by Buka too easily, but the information on it was very simple. In fact, there was no need to use it specially. Clay board.All of this seems to be well planned, but the only people who have the right to use the lotus seal are Matt Hao, Ni Jieru and Yamanla.It is impossible for Matt Hao Ni Jieru, if she wanted to help Hittite, she would have done it long ago, but because she is polite to Tah...so she won't.So is it Amara? And she doesn't have to. Could it be...there is a third person? Ivy couldn't help putting her nails in her mouth and biting them lightly. No idea at all. "If there is anything else, tell me." Ramses said to Amanla, glanced at Ivy, calmly pulled her finger from her mouth, and put it aside.For some reason at that moment, Ivy felt a very tender feeling in her heart.Although Ramses was very angry in his heart, because his sister was used by that guy in Yali, because Hittite's spies could go in and out of the palace to see Yamanla at will... But the tone of his talking to Yamanla now, It's like an ordinary brother educating his sister.The corners of her mouth raised slightly, then pulled down again, no way, after all, what Amara did was treason.The royal family is different from ordinary people. This noble, almost perverted status does not allow any scandals. She concentrated again and looked at Princess Amara. With some hesitation, the little princess said slowly: "I...I still..." "You say." There would be nothing more absurd and worse than what she was doing now, Ramses couldn't help but sigh in his heart.How could the naive Amanla make such a stupid mistake. Yamanla paused for a moment, as if making up her mind, and finally, she said, "I also sent someone to get rid of the woman who is pestering Brother Wang." Ivy looked at Buka in confusion, only to see that he and Montus couldn't help but gasp at the same time. Ramses' face suddenly became gloomy at that moment. "The person whom Brother Wang favored deserves to die, the person whom Brother Wang marries deserves to die, and the person whom Brother Wang loves deserves to die even more." The girl who had been curled up weakly on the ground before gradually straightened up, lowered her head, but her words were full of shocking words. The people were trembling and determined, "Brother Wang favors people, Brother Wang doesn't need them; people whom Brother Wang marries, Brother Wang doesn't love them; people whom Brother Wang loves are not worthy to stand by Brother Wang's side, I want to Help Brother Wang get rid of them!" She raised her head suddenly, her pure amber eyes showed a coldness that was not commensurate with her age, her face was no longer fearful, no longer sweet, but a terrifying smile.