Chapter 486: . Ex-Pharaoh's Girlfriend (28)

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Seeing Bai Feixiao turned and left, the robber leader suddenly shouted.
"Brother, wait a minute!"
The people around looked at him strangely.
I saw the robber head bang bang bang away, and soon ran back again, hands raised above the head, devoutly served ... a piece of roasted black cake.
Everyone's expressions were subtle, and some took a few steps back.
"Please be sure to finish."
The head of the robber looks dignified, as if holding a precious sacred thing.
Bai Fei refused to smile, "I don't eat."
It will poison the of death.
The other person scratched his head, "But, but this is the pancake made by the lady who was so hot for two times."
Bai Feixiao: "..."
The woman would always do something weird, and the sensational effect would be no less than that of a nuclear weapon with huge lethality.
He is the first fish to bear the brunt.
But the other party is very confident, always patting her chest and saying she will do well next time.
Oh, he believed she was a ghost.
Bai Feixiao remembered that last time they were some normal red fruits. After her storm cooking, she successfully brought down a group of strong and strong men. On that day, the robbers were soft legs, holding small hands, and helping each other to solve people. There are three urgent issues.
He finally reached out and took the poisonous cake, squeezed it, baked like a brick ... Did he want to crush his teeth directly?
The robbers couldn't help but respect their big brother.
Look, this is called a man!
This is called love!
What a great love.
In the admiring eyes of the robbers, Bai Fei walked into the desert carrying a cake with a smile.
In the sky of yellow sand, his figure gradually disappeared, and he could no longer be seen.
The time of six years is fleeting.
This is the sixth year of Ramesses II's reign. He is young and handsome, heroic and wise, leading Egypt to the south and the north, wherever he goes. After Syria and Nubia received the solar map, the Hittite Empire was completely convinced at the feet of Pharaoh, and a thousand years ago, they offered their princess as a treasure in order to conclude a covenant of peace.
The city of Thebes expanded several times, hundreds of gates stood majestic, soldiers with sabers interlaced with the lively people, and there was a prosperity everywhere.
At this time, the man who had been working for a day was resting under the palm tree, drinking cold ale, and talking excitedly about Princess Hittite and his relatives.
"I was also lucky at that time. I squeezed to the front and it was really unforgettable to see the princess's face."
"Oh my god, you kid, I said you disappeared without saying a word!"
"Wow, you are so lucky! Then what do you see, is the princess beautiful?"
The man who witnessed Princess Fangrong coughed.
The people around me immediately gave the bread in the basket attentively to them, and their eyes showed their longing, "Hurry up and talk about what the princess looks like, we have never seen princesses from other countries!"
"Of course it's beautiful!" The man was very comfortable, picked up the wine bottle, and grunted and swallowed a bite, smearing the wine stains on his neck, aftertaste seemed to smash his mouth.
"How beautiful? Where is it beautiful?"
"Just, it's beautiful!" The man said dryly.
Others booed.
The man's complexion turned red. Fortunately, his skin was tanned, not too obvious. He was a little bit angry and angrily accented, saying, "It's true, I haven't seen such a beautiful person!"
Someone teased him, "What about our queen? I remember a guy saying that there is nothing better than her, even the goddess Isis can't take away her half-spiritedness. Hey, that's all Months, you have betrayed, and the queen does not have a conscienceless person like you. "
"That's it! Matt has no conscience!" The young boys next to them heard it and quickly agreed.
The man was embarrassed by this.
Well, at that time, he squeezed to the front and saw the princess's appearance. It was indeed better maintained than ordinary women, more dressed and prettier.
But he had good eyesight and saw wrinkles on the princess's face.
After all, the woman is thirty-seven years old, and her skin is naturally not as tender as the girl.
However, under the background of Chinese costumes and ornaments, the princess is still an unattainable noble goddess in the eyes of civilians.
"The queen and the queen are the most beautiful gods, the princess is a human, and the two are not comparable!" The man's eyes flashed anxiously, but could Queen Nefertari feel that he was a half-hearted people, he respected from the heart , Love the queen!
Everyone knew that Matt was the queen's diehard and made fun of him again.
Some people followed the topic and said, "Hey, do you always say that this Princess Hittite is a concubine?"
"It shouldn't be. Pharaoh only accepted seven concubines last year. Counting it, there are thirty or forty in the palace, hey."
Sometimes during a ceremonial ceremony, Pharaoh would bring his concubines out to accept the worship of the people. The scene was very spectacular.
"What do the thirty or forty count?" The young man chewing on the loaf of bread couldn't help but intervene. "Pharaoh's heroic deeds are the sons of the gods. It's not uncommon to receive a hundred!"
The man who had kept silent before was immediately anxious, "So, how can that be done, what about the queen, if there are so many concubines before the eldest son is born, in case Pharaoh ..."
He was really worried about the queen, and at this time he couldn't help but red his eyes.
Matt is an ordinary man who is too ordinary to be ordinary. He has been interpreting monotony, dullness, and depression throughout his life, working repeatedly, and then eating and sleeping. There are no love partners and no commendable memories.
Except that day.
The celebration tour / tour to celebrate the mother of the Nile that day, he was pushed by the crowd, accidentally broke through the soldiers' defensive boundaries, and fell in front of the chariot with a bang.
The tumultuous crowd calmed down at once.
Just when he was in a state of panic, thinking that he was dead, the queen on the chariot opened the curtain and the golden bell, and asked him if he was fine with a gentle voice.
Matt thought he had seen God.
The queen has black hair and thick hair. Her forehead is adorned with a lapis lazuli eye. Her face is as white as ivory. Every beauty is just right. Even the bright sunlight is overshadowed by it.
He almost moved at a glance.
Afterwards, Matt did not sleep all night, and in the sleepless night, strongly condemned his evil thoughts.
The queen does not pursue his fault, but he is profaning the noble and kind queen!
He really is not worthy of being a man!
Matt carefully provided the queen to the most sacred corner of his heart. Every time he met a festival or a temple celebration, he was always the first to clean himself up, and then use the strength of deliberate exercise, Break through the crowds.
Only for seeing her again.
Maybe she will never know that there is an unknown person in the noisy crowd who is loving her quietly.
For some people, one glance is a lifetime.
Not only Matt, the queen's peerless style dumped many noble children, they also paid attention to the movement of the royal palace.
The news of Princess Hittite's orders and prosperity had spread throughout the palace. The concubines were generally restless, and only Isenofrett remained calm. She is the daughter of a nobleman of Lower Egypt and the first concubine to be married by Ramses after Queen Nefertari. She is only 20 years old this year-in the Pharaoh's dormitory, she is basically 15- or 16-year-old young and beautiful Concubine.
Ministers once inferred that Pharaoh hated older women very much.
"His Royal Highness, the Hittite has been taken back to the palace by the king. Why are you still in a hurry?" The maid's face was anxious and raised her voice. "What if the king is favored by her?"
"Shh, be quiet, the Grand Prince finally fell asleep." Isenofrett looked soft, and she looked lovingly at the five-year-old son in bed, and stroked the child's white and tender arms again.
"The queen didn't say anything, what are we worried about."
A bit of contempt flashed in the maid's eyes, "Queen ... the queen will have a status symbol, and the king will never go to her, why do you respect her so much. Besides, your father and brother are interested Let Wangshang the early prince as the heir, and then the mother will be expensive, and the king may abolish Nefertari and let you be the new queen. "
Isenofrett smiled slightly, not refuting, and said in his mouth, "You, just think too far."
"Looking at the book, she doesn't think far away."
A gentle and soft voice came from the side.
Isenofrett was stunned, and she turned her head.
The queen was standing outside the window, looking at the master and servant with a smile.
In the past few years, although the queen accompanied Pharaoh to attend many important events, as a concubine, Isenofrett was placed in the lower position, and there were few opportunities to face the queen, and Pharaoh did not allow anyone to set foot in the queen's palace. Isenofrett watched from afar most of the time, only to see a slender figure standing beside Pharaoh with thick black hair and white skin.
People say she is the most beautiful queen in history, the great royal wife, and the most respected hostess in Egypt.
In the hearts of the people, no matter how many concubines Pharaoh greeted, the queen will always be irreplaceable.
Hearing this folk argument, Isenofrett was naturally unconvinced. She did n’t know that Lin Neftali ’s identity was fabricated, so she thought she was two years younger than Ramses, so now the queen is at least 29 years old.
A woman almost thirty years old is no longer young, how can she compare with a young woman twenty years old?
But at this moment, Isenofrett and the maid looked at the queen outside the window. Her hair is still dark and thick, and her eyes are still clear and translucent. Because she has never had a child, her skin is tight, her abdomen is smooth, and the waistline of the red lotus pattern is lined with a creamy chest and thin waist. She has a captivating man capital.
"I came here this time to want to discuss the successor with you." The queen slightly raised her lips. "It seems unnecessary."
"The great prince did not have a decent mother who knew how to advance and retreat, which disappointed me."
Lin Lang left a meaningful sentence and took the maid away.
Left a pair of master and servant looked at each other.
"Queen she ..." Isenofrett's voice seemed to be blocked by a lump of cotton, speechless.
The maid was also crying without tears. How did she know that the queen would come to the door today? Fortunately, whether she died or not, she heard the "post-abolition" conversation between the two?
She endured the panic and comforted her master, "The king has always spoiled you. Even if the queen complains, he will not be willing to punish you."
Isenofrett's frantic heartbeat gradually settled, and some sweetness and pride came out.
"You are right, the king is reluctant."
She waited from the afternoon to the evening, and the palace was calm, which made Isenofrett relieved and more certain that the queen "can't turn over the wind and waves."
"Da da da--"
Footsteps came.
She was overjoyed and greeted, "Why are you here? Not that today ..."
The woman's words suddenly disappeared into Pharaoh's heavy eyes.
"What did you say to the queen?"
Isenofrett said naily, "I, I didn't say anything ..."
She showed a consistent and innocent appearance, and the King of the Past eats her most, and there is nothing wrong with it.
"Nothing to say?" Pharaoh sneered. "You didn't say anything. The queen would like to move out of the palace?"
Move out of the palace?
Isenofrett had a moment of ecstasy.
If the queen is gone, does this mean that she will become the master of this glorious palace?
"Don't dream." The male host of the palace cruelly crushed her fantasy. "Except Nefertari, you have no right to sit on the throne of the Egyptian hostess."
The woman's complexion suddenly paled.
Does n’t it mean that the king has rejected the queen? What's going on now?
"You better pray for the queen's forgiveness sooner."
Ramses II said lightly, "If you can't let her change her mind, you will get out of Egypt."
"Kings!"
Hearing this unsympathetic word, Isenofrett couldn't help but scream out of control.
Her movements awakened the child on the bed, rubbed her eyes, and subconsciously called the consonant.
"Queen mother ... huh." Pharaoh smiled weirdly. "It seems that you are holding the victory for the queen. It's a great ambition."
If she does, she is not afraid of squeezing her weakness.
"King, I, I am not ..." she explained incoherently.
Ramses was too lazy to ignore her and turned out of the palace.
He went to a remote residence, the last time the king came in person six months ago.
The young maid was very happy to see him coming, but there were also some unfamiliar people who stopped Ramses ’way and said at a glance," The queen has ordered you not to go in. "
Ramesses glanced at the maid, very familiar, the last time he intercepted him at Jinghu.
Xin Qiu added old hatred, and this "loyal and honest" maid was dragged away by the guard's mouth while he walked into the room calmly.
What greets you is a gorgeous and delicate open lotus pond.
Because Lin Lang was imprisoned by Ramses in the palace, she could not go out alone, and even the temple became a forbidden place. Perhaps to compensate her, Ramses spent a lot of manpower and energy to build a small net lake for her in the dormitory, and sparsely planted several blue water lilies.
"Kings!"
The maids were waiting for the queen to take a bath, and Yu Guang saw a slender figure and greeted him on his knees.
One of the maids was originally holding the essential oil and sliding her hands. The fragrance bottle made of alabaster rolled to the feet of Ramses.
The girls held their breath nervously.
The missed maid kept shaking, and couldn't say a word for mercy.
As Pharaoh's power gradually increased, his sense of oppression was different.
In the suffocating atmosphere, Pharaoh slightly bent down, picked up the fragrance bottle with together, and held it in his palm to play carefully.
"You go out first."
His voice was difficult to discern.
The women dare not look back at their hostess, and quickly leave with their heads down.
When all the people were gone, Ramesses lifted his eyelids and swept towards someone not far away.
She should have just finished bathing, not dressed yet, and was waiting for the maid to apply skin care oil to her. The wet black hair was loosely placed on the top of the head, leaving only a lock on the cheek. Her shoulders stretched, her waist and abdomen were flat, and tiny drops of water slid down her legs to her ankles.
Ramses' eyes dimmed, and he walked over, and in the exclamation of Lin Lang, he stripped off the waistcoat she was about to fasten.
He opened the essence bottle, and the smell of frankincense greeted him, cold and slightly sweet.
Ramses poured some frankincense essential oil into his palm, rubbed it, and rubbed it on Linlang's neck.
His hands are thicker and rougher than those of adult males, and he has drawn bows and swords and dominated thousands of lives and deaths.
At this time, these hands stained with countless blood were applying essential oil to a woman patiently and meticulously. There was a hard cocoon on his fingertips, rubbing, while leaving a light red mark on Lin Lang's skin.
"I will come by myself, King." She frowned uncomfortably. He deliberately increased the gravity, just like a blunt knife.
Ramesses' throat knurled slightly, seemingly smiling, "Why, do you think I would be interested in an aging body that is almost forty years old? My palace is full of fresh, young, moving girl bodies, I If you enjoy, you will enjoy them, it wo n’t be your turn. Do n’t be affectionate. The noble pharaoh is not interested in the old woman. "
Lin Lang pouted secretly.
With such righteous words, your body is a good place to stay. Don't see her and set up a tent.
Moreover, Lin Lang found that his hand stayed in certain parts for too long and almost didn't want to let go.
"Ok……"
He tried his best to restrain his gasp, and a thin sweat bead came from his forehead.
The amber eyes were no longer clear before, but instead some bloodshot eyes appeared, and the strong emotions / desires seemed to be thin.
Before taking advantage of his bestiality, Lin Lang held his hand down, "Sir, I remember you just said that you are not interested in the body of a 40-year-old woman."
Ramesses gasped slightly, her warm nose drenched her skin.
He rubbed her, shuddering, and his speed barely kept clear in the confusion, and said lowly, "You heard it wrong, I never said it."
This is the meaning of not admitting accounts.
"Snapped--"
Ramesses pressed Lin Lang against the ebony chair next to her, her tongue cradling her collarbone, her skin curled, and she was wet.
"Open your legs." He ordered her violently, "Let me go in."
Lin Lang still stopped him.
She tilted her head, her black hair slipped, and her hair swept across his arm, drawing out the lingering meaning.
"You want to do it, you can. It's just that if you want to enter this door, you have to promise me a condition."
He lifted his head from her chest, his eyes red, hiding a beast of choice.
"... what conditions?"
His life has been confessed to her, and it is necessary to talk about any broken conditions?
"Open the gate of Thebes--"
"You leave me? Leave Egypt? Do you still want to find the kid?"
Ramses was sober for a moment, a series of doubts did not want to ask, and the eyes full of desire were covered with a layer of shadow.
If she said yes, he would bite her throat now.
"I said that before, I will not give you a chance to leave here, die this heart."
"Six years, isn't six years enough?" The gentle and quiet queen seemed to be a little angry, and she endured it again, showing a trace of pleading, "Ramesis, count your sister, please let me go, can't you See, you have so many young concubines, they are all younger and more beautiful than me, and they are more understanding than me. Are they not good enough to serve you? "
Ramesses II smiled strangely, "Okay, of course they served well. After all, it was picked by you. How dare you say it badly?"
"Then ... what do you think?" She looked eager.
"Me? What do I think? Is this ... important for my sister who has a heart?"
Pharaoh lowered his eyes, and Slowly brushed the hair on the side of her neck, so that she could see at a glance.
The cool breezes around him, the lotus fragrance is sweet, but he is difficult to suppress the double riots of body and spirit.
"Dang, of course, is important." She endured his fiercely aggressive aggression.
"Okay, I really deserve to be my good sister." He tickled his lips and raised a hearty smile at her, as if returning to his youthful youth, "I can let my sister leave, but, relatively speaking, You have to promise me a condition. "
She was stunned for a while, and then grabbed his hand excitedly, "You said."
See how cruel you little wolf can be.
Ramses looked at her hand, and her wrist suddenly flipped, her slender fingers embedded in her fingers, interlocking her fingers.
The man leaned over slowly, like a shadow covering the sky.
The Egyptian pharaoh wore a red and white crown, and the central snake's head fell down, revealing blood-red letters. I wonder if it is Lin Lang's illusion. She always feels that this golden snake is alive. She is staring at her, and like her master, she hopes to break her bones into the abdomen.
Ramesses' neck was covered with a collar made of gold and agate. The earrings were deep red and thick garnet. The bronze hard skin was coated with black oil, and the muscles were filled with strong hormonal masculinity. The sweat beads on his arm shimmered in the sunlight, making him look tall and fit.
He supported her ears with one hand, his smooth shoulder blades rose, like two heavy mountains, ready to press her into powder at any time.
In front of the other person ’s chest with a strong sense of pressure, Lin Lang turned his head, not looking at the male throat knot he was undulating due to swallowing saliva-this really gave her a kind of bone that would be crushed to the bone in the next second. The illusion of meals.
Very creepy.
Fortunately, he coveted the salivation, and did not make a shocking move.
Lin Lang was relieved, not even bothering with the small movement of Rameses clicking and biting her earlobe.
Then, she heard, the younger brother Pharaoh said slowly, "I want to peel your skin, eat your bones, and your body."
Lin Lang: "..."
You are sober, cub.