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"Qiqi, it's not good, the Highness has come down!"
The maid ran in panting.
In just two days, Xue Qiqi became acquainted with a group of young maids. She has a lively personality and doesn't like boring rules. She immediately "sisters" with the maids and called each other's names. When getting along, the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Xue Qiqi was so frightened that the things in hand fell to the ground, "Your Highness? Is that your holy princess?"
As a "savior", she was also dressed up by the maids yesterday to attend Ramses' seven-year-old banquet. At that time, the crowd was noisy, until the Egyptian princess came onto the stage leading the protagonist's younger brother, and immediately calmed down the scene. The princess is endowed with unique beauty, surrounded by a group of musicians and dancers with different styles, just like the gods in the ancient murals descending.
Xue Qiqi learned from the maid that this princess is the "incarnation of beauty" in Egypt. Although she came from the royal family of Upper Egypt, the people of Lower Egypt still look forward to her. It is said that on the princess's birthday in August, many people come from thousands of miles to worship, just to let God listen to their loyal hearts.
Xue Qiqi didn't take it seriously when she heard that, the Egyptians are just too ignorant, they always engage in some feudal superstitions that are tedious to the people.
She is not interested in the Holy Princess, but Xue Qiqi always feels uneasy because she is still in her territory.
And she had a faint feeling that this princess is definitely not a cheap lamp.
Sure enough, as soon as she stepped into the door, she frowned slightly when she saw what Xue Qiqi and the maids were holding, "What are you doing?"
The maid faltered, "Just, just some clothes."
Xue Qiqi was holding a piece of triangular fabric in her hand, and she sewed two straps crookedly. Seeing that the maid was shaken by Lin Lang's shoulders, she couldn't help but say, "I'm teaching them how to make underwear! You're too fussy here, don't even think about it." If you go out in your underwear, isn’t that being seen in vain? Girls are thankful! It’s easy to make people commit crimes!”
Lin Lang was noncommittal, different civilizations gave birth to different ideas, and the heroine liked the ancient Egypt before B.C. that was required by modern standards.
"Crime? Why?"
Little Ramses held Lin Lang's little finger and shook it curiously.
Xue Qiqi is straightforward, and she didn't consider the feelings of Lin Lang, her own sister, so she said to her brother, "Men are all lustful, you are still young, when you grow up, I am afraid that you will want to stick your eyes to women's breasts ! When you see a beautiful woman, your mind is full of pornographic thoughts, so the crime rate is not high?"
"... go to bed?" The black-haired boy tilted his head and was about to continue asking, but Lin Lang gently covered his ears.
Little Ramses was stunned.
But he saw his sister Wang squatting down, her black lake-like eyes reflected the young brother's puzzled expression, "Rameses, you are seven years old, in the future, you will not only be my king, but also the king of Egypt. There are many things that you need to listen to and see, instead of making rash judgments based on a person's likes and dislikes, even if it's Sister Wang, you know?"
You see, that's just how cunning the pretty old goblin is.
She kept her younger brother cold all year round, and inadvertently revealed the tender love that belonged to her elder sister, and suddenly a spring bloomed in the abyss.
"elder sister… "
"Call Miss Wang."
"elder sister!"
"Call Your Highness."
Little Ramses simply snuggled into her arms, raised his amber eyes, and said softly like a cat, "Sister Wang, Your Highness, you are my god, Ramses listens to you! "
Lin Lang: "..."
Okay, the feelings were all in vain just now.
The kitten was so happy that it rolled on her body by itself, as if wondering why the master didn't come to reward him, then skillfully raised Lin Lang's paw and put it on Lin Lang's head—Meng Meng asked her sister to touch her head.
Lin Lang: "..."
Okay, typical pampering and pride.
No, she thought that the child should have healed the scar and forgot the pain. She only showed a little bit of kindness, and the other party rushed over without hesitation, and didn't care whether she was holding flowers or a sharp knife in her hand.
It's so cute and silly.
The scene of sister and brother's deep love made Xue Qiqi feel like a stick in her throat, and she couldn't let go of her breath.
No matter how confused she was, she knew that Lin Lang was criticizing Sang and Huai, and her unconvinced temper became stubborn again, "Wait, tell me clearly, did I say something wrong?"
Lin Lang paused, her eyes slowly moved to the end of her eyes, showing a sharp edge, "You are Ramses' benefactor, as a sister, you should be grateful. It's just that your hand seems to be too long."
Without asking, the female officer took out the book automatically.
Looking at the cover, Xue Qiqi blushed when she didn't understand anything.
"You, why did you show this kind of thing to your sister?"
"Why, you also know, can't you show this thing to your sister?" Lin Lang casually stroked the head of little Ramses, "Then what do you mean by showing it to my seven-year-old brother?"
The little guy was very obedient and leaned against her, his eyes twinkling.
"I, I just..." Xue Qiqi blushed, "I told him to watch it only when he was sixteen."
Lin Lang looked at her with a half-smile.
The hostess just believes in the self-control of a seven-year-old child
For this reason, no matter how careless Xue Qiqi was, she still felt a bit embarrassed.
She sent Xiao Huangman to his younger brother, but was caught by her sister and interrogated in court, under the watchful eyes of everyone.
This is definitely the most embarrassing time for her!
"I hope that the next one is not an example." The Egyptian princess said calmly, "The royal family's tolerance has a limit, you can understand, right?"
Xue Qiqi heard a chill from it.
Lin Lang came to the court to disarm her majesty, and walked away after achieving her goal. Little Ramses held onto him tightly, unaware that she was the culprit in the whole incident.
After this incident, Xue Qiqi finally calmed down for several days.
But Lin Lang underestimated the heroine's ability to cause trouble.
On this day, the priestess of the temple came early to inform her that the high priest was ill and would suspend classes for a few days.
The high priest has always been strict and self-disciplined. No matter it is windy or rainy, he attends classes on time and never delays.
Lin Lang asked what was going on, and the priestess looked helpless, "It was the guest brought back by His Royal Highness. She felt that the weather was too hot, so she went to the Nile River, talking about swimming. Those maids are really messing around, and they let her go into the water." !"
"The high priest was patrolling the east bank at that time, when he heard screams, and saw that the guest was being chased by the crocodile, looking very miserable. Since the accompanying priests were all women, the high priest had no choice but to go out and find the person himself."
The priestess knew about the dispute between the temple and the royal family, and she was afraid that the princess would think that the high priest was neglecting her, so she carefully added, "You know, the high priest was in poor health, and was soaked in seawater for a long time, and developed a high fever that night. I haven't woken up yet."
Lin Lang naturally expressed understanding and sympathy.
The high priest woke up the next afternoon, and was caught off guard, and his ears were filled with chattering.
"Great! You finally woke up! How is it? Are you hungry now? Would you like me to cook some porridge for you? I'm not boasting. The porridge I cook is really delicious. If you don't eat it, it will be very painful." Lost! By the way, you saved my life, and you will be my friend from now on, so just say what you want me to do, you are welcome!"
The high priest stroked his slightly swollen forehead.
Xue Qiqi didn't have annoying self-consciousness, but stared at the high priest without blinking her eyes.
Compared with the juvenile version of Ramses the Great, the high priest is obviously more in line with the appetite of the time-traveling heroine. With a height of 1.9 meters, wide shoulders and narrow hips, and a standard hanger, she can look beautiful even in a sack. The high priest is not bad in appearance, and his voice is low and soft, which completely satisfies Xue Qiqi's ultimate fantasy of the heroine of romance novels in her teenage years.
"This..." He hoarsely asked someone to come out.
Xue Qiqi misunderstood, thinking that he wanted to know herself, she raised her eyebrows happily, and stretched out her hand, "Hello, I'm Xue Qiqi, you can call me Qiqi!"
The high priest looked at her hand and was silent.
Xue Qiqi thought the man was being shy, and before the high priest refused, she simply grabbed his hand from under the quilt, shook it firmly, and smiled, "This is the greeting etiquette in our hometown!"
The high priest frowned slightly, and suddenly saw a slender shadow on the ground.
Xue Qiqi followed his stared gaze and looked back.
The Egyptian princess changed into a peacock blue pleated waist dress, and gold jewelry set off her skin better than snow.
Lin Lang's gaze fell on the hands they were clasping, and she said with a chuckle, "It seems that the high priest has accepted another female believer, so there is no need for disciples to care about it."
The maids buried their heads, not daring to say a word.
The eyes of the high priest flicked past the dazzling hair accessories. Today, the extravagant and flamboyant princess simply wore a lily wreath and layered light veils, obviously going out in a hurry.
In other words, in order to meet a certain person, she didn't bother to dress up.
He lowered his eyes, "Please trouble Your Highness to make a trip."
"It's really troublesome." The Egyptian princess was not as understanding as usual, but sneered a bit, "In this case, the disciple will not bother the high priest to recuperate."
Seeing that the master didn't turn his head and left, the maids were holding the supplements, their faces were full of embarrassment, and finally they could only look apologetically at the high priest, and followed Lin Lang.
"It's weird." Xue Qiqi muttered, "It's so good, why are you angry at us!"
The high priest did not speak.
After seven full days of recuperation, the high priest resumed his daily teaching.
Little Ramses was carried by Seti I to see the people's livelihood in Egypt, and Lin Lang was the only one to teach.
"Your Highness, the High Priest is here, you are going to class." The maid reminded the dazed princess.
At this time, they are in the open-air courtyard of the temple, with the sacred lotus pond in the center, and the white god is sleeping soundly in the blue mirror.
The high priest came from under the colonnade, his robes fluttering.
The princess pursed her lips, unwilling to speak out.
"Your Highness, let's review the sacrificial dance."
It is not easy to be an excellent Egyptian princess. Language, musical instruments, and manners are necessary courses. In a country that worships the sun god, sacrificial ceremonies are indispensable, and dance is the most important thing. As the first princess who was favored by the Pharaoh, Lin Lang would replace the original priestess at every major sacrifice and present the most graceful and pleasing dance to the gods.
It was the most beautiful priestess of the temple who taught her to dance, and the high priest was in charge of the assessment.
But today's Her Royal Highness is obviously absent-minded. Not only is her posture not standard, but she also made several wrong dance steps. The high priest frowned and went off to correct her personally.
"This hand doesn't work, lower it."
"And your shoulders, too stiff."
"The waist and legs are the same problem, you need to be softer..."
The high priest's hand rested on Lin Lang's waist. She was wearing a sacrificial attire, and her slender waist was not covered at all. The temperature of the man's palm was clearly burned on her skin.
Lin Lang took a step back.
The high priest was so focused on correcting her that she didn't notice the sensitivity of Lin Lang's waist. Seeing her retreating, she subconsciously held her waist and hips and pushed her back.
"Snapped!"
The onyx beads of the princess' girdle struck the high priest's long legs.
The faint fragrance invaded the lungs.
The high priest was stunned.
The little girl lay docilely on his chest, her hair swirled black, revealing her delicate white earlobes. There is a ruby on her forehead, like tears of blood, blooming the most beautiful color in the pure snow.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?"
He held her shoulders, trying to put a distance between them.
"Does the high priest like her?"
"What?"
The high priest was a little puzzled.
The princess raised her head, and her thick eyelashes were covered with a layer of watery light, which was quite charming, "The person the high priest gave up his life to save must be very important?"
The high priest understood, and his eyes sank slightly.
"This has nothing to do with His Majesty, does it?"
He looked at the Egyptian princess calmly, testing her attitude with words.
What happened to the temple that day was an accident.
But she, the holy princess loved by the Egyptians, aloof and enjoying the gods enshrined by others, seemed to be in love because of him.
"This, of course, has nothing to do with me."
Her eyes turned red instantly, and she was afraid that he would see it, so she lowered her head to cover it up.
While she was still unable to stand still, the high priest pretended to let go, and heard a scream, he hooked her back skillfully, his big palm supported her shoulder blades, the two of them pressed closer together, the breath from the tip of her nose passed over her chest .
Warm and moist.
"What's wrong with Your Majesty today? Always distracted." He blamed softly.
"Y-sorry. Maybe last night, uh-"
Her body tensed instantly, and even her words were choked in her thin throat.
The male's big palm stroking her shoulder blades followed the middle line, and his fingertips brushed the thin porcelain skin, slowly walking in the sensitive restricted area.
She curled her neck in fear, but she didn't scold him for "the next one commits the crime above".
Seeing him getting more and more wanton, the other party whimpered and begged softly, "Don't..."
"No what?" He deliberately couldn't hear clearly.
"Please, no, this."
The high priest lowered his head, saw a drop of blood biting his thin lips, finally stopped the aggression, and showed mercy to "untie" her.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
This guy was not satisfied, he bent his long legs and bent his narrow waist.
The stone walls of the colonnade are decorated with exquisite reliefs, vividly depicting the scene of the pharaoh offering sacrifices to the gods, revealing a solemn and solemn atmosphere.
And he leaned against her ear, with a hint of lust in his hoarse voice.
"The way you beg for mercy with red eyes is very beautiful."