Chapter 34 Chapter 33 Memories

The night wind in northern Sinai is bitingly cold, the slender and bright moon hangs in the deep blue sky, and the peaceful scenery is like a fairy tale.There were messy and noisy horseshoes all around, the whistling wind and the cries of unintelligible soldiers. The Hittite cavalry went crazy and chased after the Egyptian hundred troops.Montus instructed the soldiers to throw the torches behind them, and the flames devoured the only remaining plants on the dry land, slightly blocking the crimson and deep black that came like a flood.Immediately afterwards, sharp arrows swept over like a shower.This time, even Montus, who has always been calm, couldn't help cursing secretly, "What do they want to fight back against the conditions they themselves accepted?"

Ivy's body was trembling uncontrollably, Montus quickly wrapped her cloak around her, and comforted her: "Don't worry, Your Highness, the army that His Majesty will receive is not far away." Fear is not only the recovery of Yali's memory, but also the fear of fate reappearing. The long and narrow time and space, repeated choices, control her fate again and again. The sound of soldiers falling from the chariot began behind him.The horses that lost their drivers dragged the chariot and ran in the night, gradually drifting away from their team.The rest of them dared not look back, but desperately tried to escape from the doom of death.

Suddenly, Montus' voice became brisk, "Look, His Majesty's army is ahead!" He stretched out his fingers, and there was a huge shadow standing not far away.Seeing Montus, a torch like a star was lit in the shadows, slowly illuminating the faces of the young soldiers and the dazzling red flag that made the whole of West Asia fear. That is the emblem of the Sett Legion.The soldiers are in high spirits and are in the highest state of readiness. "Going forward, it will be Egypt. Yali and the others will not continue to catch up!" Montus turned his head and encouraged the soldiers behind him excitedly.However, Ivy's line of sight seemed to be frozen, falling at the front of the Seth army, and she could no longer move away.

Sure enough, seeing the heavy soldiers sent by Egypt, the Hittite soldiers cursed and shouted, but stopped helplessly.Montus and the remaining less than fifty soldiers finally integrated into the Seth army.Montus jumped off his horse, knelt down on one knee respectfully, and saluted the commander at the front of the team. But he lightly waved the horsewhip in his hand, signaling the red-haired general to get out of the way. Montus turned around to command the army to hunt down the Hittites, and the noisy and chaotic scene seemed to have left them.The fire was warm and restless, and Ivy held the rein tightly in her hand, rubbing her fingertips with a rough feeling, her body was still trembling slightly.She bit her lip hard until the cherry-colored lip was bitten open, and brackish blood oozed out.

Only in this way can she keep herself calm.However, all efforts only go so far. He rode his horse up to her, only one step away.The orange flames made the shadow dance cheerfully, and the amber eyes, like clear gems, reflected her image. The long silence made her at a loss. She avoided his sight, her heart was beating wildly, but the words she said were extremely awkward, "Why do you need to make so much effort to find me, find someone else to replace me." He was silent for another period, and then slowly said: "The first time I saw you was at a dinner party when I was twenty."

As soon as these words were uttered, Ivy raised her head abruptly, and his tall figure in the water-blue eyes was smudged with a gentle light with the torch. "Because of my plan that day, there was a lot of violence in the banquet hall. You were obviously scared to death, but you stopped my cruel behavior." He said in a low voice, his voice penetrated the air smoothly and reached her ears, "I Seeing you again, you turned into a skinny boy, painted yourself black, and showed your skills at the battle of Giza. I recognized you at a glance, and you pretended not to know I……"

He smiled, and then said, "I was walking with you in the Memphis market once, and you finally told me how to write your name. You told me not to forget, but in fact, I remembered it just by looking at it." ’” He jumped off his horse and drew the sword by his side.The hand holding the sword hilt seemed to use great strength. He seemed to be understating it, but he was very careful. He wrote a crooked "Wei" on the ground with a slight trembling.It's quirky, but easily recognizable.Most importantly, from his own point of view, the word is reversed. He raised his head, and sincerely looked at Ivy who was speechless with amber eyes, "Wei, no one can replace you."

At that moment, Ivy finally couldn't speak anymore, and big tears rushed out from her eye sockets. "I've thought about it for so long, but there are only these fragments in my mind..." Ivy shook her head desperately, tears flying in the dark blue night sky along with her golden hair.Jarry remembered it, and he remembered it too.Memories from another time and space were brought up one after another by them, and she felt that she was in a dream as beautiful as a bubble. I can't believe it, because once I believe it, she will wake up. He walked to her side, held her arm with warm and dry hands, and she was finally pulled off the horse by him and fell heavily into his arms.

He hugged her tightly, his slender fingers clasped her body deeply, as if he never wanted to let go. The cool wind blows her golden hair into the dark blue night.At this moment, the cold moon was dyed with a gentle and pure light.The unforgettable name has passed through a long history and two illusory worlds, and is evoked again by a familiar voice.They embraced each other tightly and stood there like a statue.The soldiers with torches turned their backs to them, only the moonlight enveloped them softly, bathing them in beautiful gold. Ramses, who has only personally touched the Fire Key, has only fragments of memories.But even these were enough, enough for her to hug him tightly.Ivy hugged his arm and used more strength. At that moment, all the grievances, all the anxiety, and all the despair seemed to have disappeared.After so many years, so many longings, finally, she returned to his side.

Her blond hair was like running water, pouring down, gliding gently over his fingers. If the woman in the misty dream in the early morning is also real, if the woman who wrote her name on the sand is also real, if she is also real in blocking the sword that rushes towards him at all costs, the intertwined memories seem to be inextricably linked. Threads interspersed in his life and blended into his destiny. Mere fragments, also cannot be stripped. So it can be explained.His persistence, his desperation, just wanted to keep her by his side.Do whatever it takes, whatever the cost. He stroked her hair and looked down at her with clear and focused eyes, "Please tell me everything about us. Tell me slowly, I have a lifetime to listen."

When it comes to life, time seems to be longer. The embrace became warm because of these words, tears blurred her vision, she choked with sobs, and gave a soft "hmm". He turned and told the soldiers to turn around and go back to Lower Egypt.Montus came to report to him about Jari's departure, as well as suggestions for the marching route.He listened, handling it calmly and methodically as usual.The only difference is that he has been holding her tightly in his arms, as if he doesn't want to leave her for a second.The place where the skin touched was scorching hot, and the night wind in North Sinai was finally no longer cold. After he finished explaining the matter, he lowered his head to look at the way she raised her eyes and stared at him intently. His wide blue eyes seemed to never believe that he had remembered some of the past. His fragile and uneasy appearance made people feel more pity. Then he lowered his head and kissed her forehead again. Seeing that she was about to cry again, he surrounded the two of them with the cloak behind him to prevent others from seeing her embarrassed appearance, "I wish I had remembered earlier, thinking of the Battle of Giza and the Nile River." Celebrations, remembering the Memphis Bazaar... then a lot of things before, won't be the way they are now. Don't cry, okay?" Every time I heard him say one more thing, my mood became more chaotic.Hugging him tightly, she kept nodding. After a while, he finally said with some embarrassment, "Wei..." She raised her head for no apparent reason, only feeling that his face looked extraordinarily weak under the light.Just feel the warm fluid in the abdomen.Ivy let go of her hand subconsciously, but saw that her fair arm was dyed with a ferocious bright red.Looking up again, his handsome face was slightly distorted by the pain. At that moment, she was stunned. Painful memories surged up like a heavy tide, and everything before seemed to have turned into a false dream.She let go of his arms tremblingly, and staggered back a few steps.Dreaming again and again that he remembered everything, and each time before waking up it ended with his death.Betrayed by reality too many times, my heart has become riddled with holes.But at this moment, his wrist was tightly held by him, and the hot temperature was deeply embedded in her skin. At that moment, the ethereal smell of blood in the air was so real. He said softly, his voice was like hanging silk, "I don't know what happened to worry you before, but I won't leave you..." She suddenly woke up, raised her head, and shouted, "General Montus! Where is General Montus?" When Ramses was sent to the main tent of the Egyptian border army, he was almost unconscious, but his hands were like hard stone sculptures, holding on to Ivy tightly.The military doctor untied the armor on his body tremblingly, and then cut open his inner clothes with a knife. The side abdomen was already dripping with blood.They took a lot of effort to stop the bleeding, the blood was slightly clean, and the wound was weird and hideous, as if someone's hand had pierced his body. A dark shadow naturally came to mind, and she shook her head desperately. Montus said: "Your Majesty almost lost his life the day he was assassinated, and he was in a coma for seven days, and every time he regained consciousness, he asked others to find the whereabouts of Princess Ivy." He paused, "The wound It didn’t heal at all, but when I heard that you are in Assyria, the princess, I immediately drove people to Egypt.” He continued, "It was the Hittite envoy who stabbed His Majesty, but because he was not caught, there is no evidence." But your majesty treats someone like you... I implore you, don't do anything that makes your majesty worry." The moonlight was gradually swallowed by the rising sun, and the sky gradually transitioned from the dark blue of the dark night to the soft orange of the morning. Because of Ramesses' injuries, the entire Seth army was stationed on the northern border of Sinai.Ivy was sitting beside Ramses, his hand held her tightly, so she didn't let go, and the cold and white hand also covered the back of his hand. He said a long time ago that to be the son of an old king requires a different effort than ordinary people. Taste a little poison every day, practice swordsmanship with the most powerful warriors in Egypt, and discuss political affairs with the wisest courtiers.Even so, he still had to beware of assassinations, frame-ups, and coups... His brows were slightly frowned, as if he was experiencing painful memories in his heart.Carefully flattening his brows, with a gentle expression, tears fell down on his cheeks, and then slowly slid onto the dark gray sheets. Ramses finally woke up in the evening, Ivy lay quietly beside him, her blond hair was a little longer, like soft light, pouring on his strong arms.As soon as she moved her body, she realized that her hand had been tightly clasping her wrist until the fingertips were numb.Letting go of her hand, her white wrist was already covered with a circle of deep red marks, pressing on another circle of marks that seemed to be burned, like a pair of faint bracelets. He stretched out his hand gently, and touched her hair carefully, and the slightest touch touched his fingers. Her true appearance made it hard for him to breathe.Suddenly, her regular breathing was interrupted, and she woke up suddenly from the dream. When she saw his face, she was confused for a while, and then, as if remembering something, she immediately turned outside to call for the military doctor.The doctor came in in a hurry, saw that Ramses was awake, and gave another cry of gratitude to the gods, and immediately began to change his dressing and bandage him. In order not to hinder them, Ivy obediently stood aside, staring at the pharaoh surrounded by the crowd in a daze. He waited impatiently for everyone to tidy up the wound on his body. Just as the military doctor finished bandaging, he turned to Ivy and said, "Wei, come to me." Ivy was stunned again, then walked over, He pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed. "Have you eaten?" "It doesn't seem to be..." Shocked by his sudden gentleness, he couldn't react. "Go out and bring in some food." Several waiters agreed and walked out. "Is it cold?" "……fine." He hugged her a little tighter, and wrapped her up with his own quilt.The surrounding military doctors were really on pins and needles, bowing one after another and then scrambling to escape.He continued: "If everything is good, pack up and let's go back." Ivy tilted her head, "But what about your wound?" He chuckled and kissed the tip of her hair, "I want to go back early and hold our wedding." Ivy nodded, but then, her eyes dimmed again.He paused, then asked, "What's wrong?" Ivy paused for a while, then raised her head, "Let's talk about the marriage later." Hearing this sentence, his face sank very quickly, and then he returned to that faint look, with a smile that was hard to distinguish from the corner of his mouth, "What's the matter? You and I are already like this What are you going to do if you don’t marry me?” Ivy's eyes widened suddenly, and then the water-blue light dimmed again, and she repeated, "Let's talk about it later." He frowned, finally pursed his lips, and stopped mentioning this matter. When it comes to marriage, there are many practical problems to face.Queen Nefertari, Camerota, his daughter, his lover, and the troublesome things that she will disturb history after marriage... There are many good memories about the past, but once you walk from the dream The reality in broad daylight became so complicated that she was overwhelmed.Although she imagined many times in her mind that one day they would be together again, the reality hit her unexpectedly. Is she really ready to endure everything that has happened in this history? Instinctively, she wanted to escape from this so-called truth. With the fragments he remembered, he tricked himself into giving himself a reason to stay with her. But relying on fantasy, how long can it last? Even if she wanted to escape like this, what about him? The group first settled down in Memphis, and as soon as they arrived at the palace, he disappeared, held a meeting for three days while sustaining his injuries, and then took her all the way to Thebes.After half a month of running around, they finally returned to the familiar Thebes palace.Although the marching speed was very slow in order to take care of the pharaoh's body, after bumping on the horse for so long, and Ivy was very excited to chat with Ramses about the past along the way, when I arrived at the palace of Thebes, Ivy Wei suddenly felt tired.Ivy turned around and walked back to the familiar bedroom where she had been locked up for several months, but was suddenly held back by him. "What's wrong?" she asked confusedly while rubbing her eyes. "You're going in the wrong direction." He replied, half-pushing her to follow him. "That's right?" Ivy looked at the direction she was going, and then looked back at him, "I live over there." "I won't live there anymore." Ivy was already drowsy, let him drag her somewhere, then plunged into the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.This sleep lasted until noon of the next day. When I opened my eyes, before I had time to see my new home clearly, the maid who had been standing by the door clearly reported to the outside: "His Royal Highness Ivy is awake." Immediately afterwards, several maids filed in, greeted Ivy, and quickly began to help her groom and change clothes.Lapis lazuli, obsidian, turquoise, gold ornaments, tulle, all covered in the blink of an eye.She frowned and said, "I don't want to dress like this. Is there a white linen skirt?" The female officer next to her was about to reply, but two elderly officials walked in. At first glance, Ivy only thought they looked familiar, but before she remembered who they were, they spoke at a speed that was extremely inconsistent with their age. Asked a question. "What color gemstones does Your Highness Ivy like?" "Which style of design does Her Highness Ivy prefer?" "What kind of flowers does Her Highness Ivy usually like?" Ivy was stunned, forced by them to come up with various patterns tremblingly and vowing not to give up until the result was asked, she reluctantly answered correctly. The two of them questioned intensively for half an hour before they hurriedly retreated.Immediately afterwards, Ramses came in again. He strode towards her and held her hand, "Let's go, let's go to the Nile River." Ivy was confused, "Wait, do you want me to dress like this?" He glanced back at her, then smiled and said, "Very beautiful, it suits you very well." Before he could react, he kissed her on the cheek and dragged her out, "Okay, let's go, they are all waiting."