Chapter 23 Chapter 22 Divergence

The moonlight poured down on them like water. Not far away, the lights of the palace are blocked by the surrounding cascading plants.It seemed that I could faintly hear the sound of soldiers changing shifts. In another time and space like illusory.She promised him not to leave him, and then broke such a vow. He looked at her frantically, desperately seeking proof from her that she loved him, and he did not hesitate to bring her endless harm. He said, "Prove it to me." The door of his palace was shut heavily, and the lights in the room were not lit. He kissed her white neck, caressed her slender back, and took her almost half-naked body into his arms.The residual heat from the sun had dissipated during the day, and when her back touched the bed, her heart trembled with icy coldness. She shivered slightly, but her body seemed to be locked up by her thoughts. Her body caused endless waves caused by memories, and the intense emotional fluctuations in her heart almost shook her. She tore it to pieces.She couldn't move, she could only accept all his crazy moves stiffly.But he suddenly stopped moving, his amber eyes were dyed with a deep color, like the sea before a storm.Under the endless silence, there is a huge tide that can swallow people.

"What do you want to say?" When he lowered his eyes, the eyelashes appeared more slender.The moonlight fell from the gap outside the window, reflecting the black shadow of his eyelashes and falling on his eyes.He stroked her lips lightly, and the blood that hadn't been wiped off touched his fingers, staining a few patches of light pink.At that moment, his eyes darkened for a moment, and then his movements became gentle.He kissed her cheek, lovingly and carefully, inserted his hand into her hair, watching her golden hair flow smoothly through his fingertips. Like running water, but extremely real.

"Beside me." He lowered his head and kissed her ears, neck, collarbone, and chest—she shrank nervously, and he gently closed her eyes, ignoring the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes. wet.The temperature and soft touch of her body took away his last restraint and reason. Before going to the last step, she was like a patient waking up from a dream, as if she had been salvaged from the polar sea, trembling violently, resisting his body with all her strength, "You, you can't treat me like this." He paused, then said, "I want to marry you." "No, I don't want to do such a thing with you. You don't...we don't have such a relationship at all. I don't want to, don't want and don't like..."

I wanted to say, "I don't want to do this with you who don't like me." Or, "If you have feelings for me, give me a little more time and let me wait for you to like me." But Ramses didn't give her a chance to speak again, all the voices stopped abruptly after his tough action, as if her body was about to be torn apart, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, but couldn't say a word.Then, like a nightmare, violent swaying like a violent wind and rainstorm struck.The beds in ancient Egypt were hard and cold, and the great discomfort and pain in the body could not compare with the heart sinking to the bottom.Crying and struggling were all in vain, she subconsciously bit his shoulder until her mouth was filled with the smell of blood, but he didn't stop at all, he roughly held her waist and locked her firmly in the In his arms, he hit her hard.

There was silence all around, only his voice was so clear, it sounded low in my ears, but it was frighteningly cold, "You struggle like this, but I feel it more. Nefertari, you are already my woman." The wind blows the tall ferns, and the swaying shadows fall restlessly on the Pharaoh's palace. The night is very long, as if it has been, has never ended. After an unknown period of time, she lost consciousness while struggling.The pale face was covered with tears, only the little pink in the wound on her lips seemed to prove the existence of her life.He hugged her tightly in his arms, wiping the tears off her face awkwardly.

Her mysterious identity, she has many connections with Assyria, she is trying her best to find the Eye of Horus, and she loves others in her heart.Their relationship is so fragile, so many and complex doubts, that a single thread can tear their connection to shreds. Can't stop, can't stop. The longing for her in my heart, the anxiety of losing her, and the pain of not being favored by her. In this life, I have never felt that I am so fragile, and I have never felt that my life is so real. Even if she has other considerations, even if she wants to take advantage of his helplessness towards her, as long as he can feel this truth, he is even willing to go on like this, going crazy.

A girl longing for hugs in thousands of dreams. The love that has disappeared into the air in countless mornings. The disaster star, she might really be his disaster star. The moonlight is like water. When Ivy woke up, he was lying next to her.The white bed was far more comfortable than it looked. His strong arms held her in his arms, letting her lean on his shoulders, while he was playing with her golden hair thoughtfully.Seeing her wake up, he kissed her gently on the side of the cheek.There was a gentle light in the amber eyes, and she almost felt that he looked very happy at that moment.

But this peaceful scene only lasted for a second, and what happened yesterday entered her mind like a torrent.The feeling of being torn apart suddenly became very obvious.She insisted on straightening up, just about to get out of bed, but just one movement almost made her cry in pain.He quickly supported her, his tone was unprecedentedly gentle, "Whatever you want, I'll get it for you." Ivy shook her head vigorously. The physical discomfort was far less than the complicated thoughts in her heart. The strong sense of shame and anxiety turned the madness last night into an inexplicable disgust that was hard to get rid of.

She made the sheet that wrapped herself tighter, and said, "I'm going back." He grabbed her with one hand and pulled her back to his side, "Where are you going back?" "Of course it's my palace." "Don't go. You don't have any experience before, so it might be very uncomfortable." He may not have noticed it himself, the smile on the side of his lips, and the pleasant curvature of the corners of his mouth made her feel a little confused for a while, "Stay with me first. " "Are you busy? Let me go back." He hugged her even tighter, "I was wrong, you will live with me from today onwards, and you will always live with me from now on."

"I..." Before he finished speaking, he kissed her lips again, stopping what she wanted to say. The kiss was passionate, yet unexpectedly tender. After a long hug, he leaned his head on her small shoulder, "You looked so cute yesterday. I'm very happy that I can hold you like this." He said slowly.Clear and straightforward, unlike his usual appearance, a few words are enough to make her blush and frantically want to push him away.And he just smiled shallowly, and continued: "Nefer Tali, I have ordered the best weavers to rush to work on the gowns, and asked the construction institute to erect a statue for you on the east bank, and let all the first prophets attend the ceremony... …I want our wedding to take place as soon as possible, and I will give you a status worthy of U'arras' crown."

The words that all women in West Asia want to hear, but Yu Aiwei sounds like the final verdict. Unwillingness, pain, and despair, along with the previous memories, hit like a tide.She vigorously picked up the golden pillow beside her and threw it on him, shouting: "You still have to mention this matter, now you are satisfied! For your plan, not only the wedding, but you still treat me like this! Have you proved it now? Prove that I will not betray you, not Egypt!" At that time, the young Pharaoh was startled suddenly, because the words he heard had nothing to do with what he was thinking in his heart.So, I didn't listen carefully, I didn't hear the slight trembling in her words, I didn't see her flushed eyes, and I didn't see the nails she poked hard into the palm of her hand in order not to cry. My mind is full of how to get married with her as soon as possible.It seemed that this was the most direct and effective way he could do to keep her by his side.He considered making Ivy the queen directly, but although this move is feasible, the resistance he faces is too great, and it needs to be discussed in the conference hall, supporting the conservative aristocratic faction of the current queen Nefertari and supporting Camello The power ministers in the tower, guarded by Seaman, will definitely make troubles. It is estimated that the war of resistance will last for a few years.He couldn't wait, he was afraid that while he was waiting, she would slip through his fingers again. What I want to say is almost on my lips. I want to say, "In the future, no matter how much pressure the chamber puts on me, I will officially marry you as queen again" or "In the future, if you don't mind, I can slowly depose that The status of the two concubines".What a crazy promise.As the pharaoh of Egypt, the ruler of the most powerful country in West Asia, it is no problem to marry a hundred concubines.For the country and the political situation, marriage is like a sacrifice, which is commonplace.However, if she attaches great importance to fame, no matter how much time it takes, no matter how difficult it is, as long as she is by his side, he will blindly satisfy her like a bug catching fire. One day, she will understand his heart, be moved by him, and fall in love with him. He wanted to hug her and say to her, "I'm crazy, I love you for no reason." But he didn't have time to say it. Because she cried out, her shoulders shrank, her little face drooped deeply, and she said hoarsely in despair: "Don't destroy my most precious memories anymore. Leave me a little, just a little, okay?" it is good." Tiny moths whirled around the peacefully burning lamp, flapping their wings in delight. However, the moment he got close to the flame, with a puff, it flashed to ashes. "Your Highness, I really don't know, are you smart or..." Kemitor propped his cheeks, biting the wooden pen he used to keep accounts, and looked at Ivy, "No matter how I look at it, Your Majesty likes it. Yours. You look like this, it must not be that you have no feelings for His Majesty. You have no hostile relationship, and you have made great achievements recently, and you are a perfect match. At this time, what are you still struggling with?" Ivy lowered her head, soaked the handkerchief with cold water and covered the wrist that was imprinted by him.Ramesses looked so scary that day, and in a rage he shut her back to her palace for three consecutive days.She didn't make a sound, didn't beg for mercy, and ate and slept well every day. His palm print on her wrist happened to press on the faint mark made by the bracelet.Every time she saw these two marks, she was in a daze.Time passed quickly.On the fourth day, Ramesses finally asked Komitor to come to her with a handwritten note. "Your Highness, you also know that I have been friends with His Majesty for a long time. What I said is definitely true, you believe me once. He used to be a little casual, but he is absolutely serious about you. Her Royal Highness is not even in his Stay overnight in the dormitory, let alone the Camero Tower." Kemitor threw the pen aside, went over to help her change another piece of cloth, "Besides, do you know how many daughters of nobles in Western Asia want to marry? Your Majesty, let alone the concubine, even if it is an unnamed lover, there will always be people queuing up for a one-night stand. But don't worry, I see what Your Majesty means to you, no matter how much you mess with him, he will definitely marry you, but Don't go too far, His Majesty's temper is not good at all." Ivy threw the handkerchief back into the basin and shrank back on the chair. "I don't want to marry him at all." But Mitoer was stunned suddenly, and it took him a long time to find a word: "Are you dissatisfied with His Majesty's...?" "Kmitor, get out." A cold voice sounded behind him, but Kemitor didn't hesitate for a second, turned around and disappeared outside the door.The young emperor walked in and said flatly, "Nefer Tali, I've thought about it." She raised her head and looked at him puzzled. "I said, this period is very important, we don't want to have differences. In Egypt, it doesn't matter if you have a few lovers before getting married. If you have something you can't let go of, I can wait, but our wedding will not changed." Looking at his rational and indifferent appearance, the original awkwardness in my heart has now turned into extremely strong unhappiness.She turned her head away, and her voice was almost sharp, "I don't want to marry you at all." He was silent for a while, then pulled the chair opposite Ivy by himself, and sat down very close to her, "We had a deal before." Another deal.Ivy frowned, "Then, I will suspend this transaction. I want to leave here." Her attitude seemed to irritate him, and he squeezed her jaw hard, forcing her to look up.His question was indifferent and cold, "Are you sure? Don't you want the secret treasure key? And the person you are looking for." At that moment, her face was filled with obvious anxiety and worry.But she bit her lip and said bravely: "I won't look for it anymore, let me go." His heart tightened suddenly, he wished he hadn't seen her just now, but he couldn't back down here.With a decision in his heart, he said: "If you back out now, even if you leave, I can kill that person directly after I find him." He said this without leaving any room, and the amber eyes were even colder. After a long time, she finally said with difficulty: "I know, but don't touch me again." He let her go, narrowed his eyes, "What's the matter? Can't forget that person?" He reached out and stroked her cheek, and then suddenly, he grabbed her hair and pulled her over.As if declaring that she was his own, he kissed her again, the tip of his tongue compulsively parted her lips, his kiss no longer left any emotion. "But the person you are looking for doesn't care about you at all, otherwise, why have you never seen him come to you." His words were full of deep ridicule.He hated his tone of voice.But if he didn't feel immature by saying these words, he couldn't control the inexplicable irritability in his heart.He has already lowered himself so much, he has no dignity, what else will she do, what will she do, she will understand. Seeing that she seemed about to cry at any time, he suddenly hated himself for no reason. He stood up and walked out without looking back. Ivy slept very restlessly that night, almost without sleep.The night when they hugged each other was always on the mind, and then his hurtful words. When I woke up, my eyes were always red.There is no way to refute, if you love so much, why do you have no impression at all, no pity at all. After a night, she finally couldn't help it, and if she stayed by his side again, she would go crazy.She would rather find him and ask, what exactly does he want, marriage?negotiation?Even if he wants to send her to the enemy country as a hostage, she can.As long as he doesn't treat himself too much, stop torturing her.As soon as it dawned in the morning, she jumped up from the bed in a hurry, washed and changed in a hurry, ran out the door, and bumped into Komitor who was about to pay a routine visit. "Hey, I said Your Highness, what are you in a hurry for?" Kemitol was taller.She hurriedly supported Ivy, and said gossipingly, "I didn't want to come here this morning. I thought maybe you went to His Majesty's place last night. It's so early, so you just came back and changed your clothes?" She laughed teasingly, but Ivy was not in the mood to joke with her at all, let go of her hand that was holding her, and said sullenly: "I still have something to do, I must go to Ramses first." She walked quickly, but Mitoer followed her with a more ostentatious smile, "How long has it been since you started calling His Majesty by his name? I just said, you two should be together, don't always I lost my temper." Ivy didn't speak, and continued to walk towards Ramses' palace with her head down. "However, I think His Majesty is very serious about you. He has been indifferent to women since he was a child. The only woman I know he hates is Princess Ivy, and you Now the only one who can make him uneasy is you. I think you should just follow His Majesty down-to-earth..." She was talking excitedly to herself there, and suddenly Ivy stopped, but Mitoer confiscated her and hit her directly. "What's wrong?" He spoke halfway and stopped abruptly, only to see a blush-faced young girl come out of Pharaoh's bedroom in a hurry.She was disheveled, and her makeup, which should have been delicate, now looked messy.Seeing Ivy and Komitor standing there not far away, she hurriedly knelt down, saluted, and then ran in another direction. Komitor rubbed his eyes, then his temples.That girl is the daughter of the Pharaoh's royal clerk, and it's not a day or two to be infatuated with His Majesty.It is said that she came to Thebes Palace as a maid specially for His Majesty.His Majesty has always seemed to turn a blind eye to her explicit hints. Since Princess Ivy came back, he has no interest in women at all. Why suddenly... She looked at Ivy standing in front of her with some worry. From Ivy's back, it seems that nothing can be seen.She just stood proudly upright and stood there stiffly, the rising sun shining golden light, which seemed to dye her into an unchanging statue. After some time, the guards at the gate of the pharaoh's bedroom noticed them when they were changing shifts.Several people discussed in low voices, hesitating whether to greet Her Majesty Ivy first or go in and report to His Majesty. "Your Highness..." Kemitor called Ivy softly with some hesitation. It was indeed strange for them to stand here, and it was better to decide as soon as possible whether to meet or leave.Ivy turned her head, her water-blue eyes seemed to be out of focus, she looked at other places through Komitor, nodded slowly with a somewhat erratic complex expression. "Let's go back, I suddenly want to eat something." It seems that there is a small bug flying around the ear.It flapped its wings desperately, stirring the air, and the sound it made pulled a thin hard line in his mind. It was dark all around. Only at the very far end, it seems to be able to see a faint red. The dignified red color is like fresh blood.However, it is more like the color of the Eye of Horus. In this way, the gears of fate were pushed to start again. "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" At that moment, the darkness suddenly receded, and the surroundings became alive.But Mitoer patted her worriedly and dissatisfied, "Your Highness, I said you are all right?" Ivy looked at the large table of rich food in front of her, and couldn't react. "You said you wanted to eat, I asked them to make it for you. But after serving it, you have been in a daze. I talked to you so much, but you ignored me." Ivy froze for a while, then said: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear it, can you say it again?" But Mitor yelled strangely: "Don't apologize to me, you scared me to death." She stood beside Ivy, and began to say, "Right, let's talk about something else. Didn't you ask me about the secret treasure before?" about the key?" Hearing the words "Key of Secret Treasure", Ivy finally came back to her senses and concentrated her energy. Kemitor scratched his hair, picked up the wooden pen he carried with him, bit it, and said, "I couldn't tell you originally, but seeing how sad you are, I will do a good deed that day." Ivy's previous speculation was correct. Regarding the secret key, apart from Ramses and the priests at the core level, Kemitor is definitely the person who understands the situation best.In just a few words, she clearly described the current situation of the Key of the Egyptian Secret Treasure. "The key of water is real, and it is locked in the secret prison together with Prince Rama. The key of fire is very likely to be genuine in the identification ceremony. The key of wind and the key of earth were long ago I lost my bag, probably living in one or two of the three countries of Hittite, Babylon, and Assyria. Your Majesty has been trying his best to find the key of the secret treasure. It was like this before you came back, but he didn't tell us why. Someone It is said that he was looking for the Eye of Horus, but there is almost no research on the connection between the key of the secret treasure and the Eye of Horus. I think this possibility is relatively small, and it is not like His Majesty to do such a thing. style." "Why?" Ivy asked subconsciously, and then explained, "Why do you say it's not like his style?" But Mitor glanced at Ivy and said, "Because Your Majesty is not so attached to the gods. Let me put it more clearly, that is, he does not believe in the power of gods like the previous king and other pharaohs, nor does he rely on mysterious powers." He is not enthusiastic about sacrificial activities, he just wants to follow the rules of the royal family. Unless there is no other way, he will not seek the so-called divine power. However, His Majesty has never encountered such a 'no way' situation." Ivy nodded, "I understand. Where is the secret prison where Rama was held?"