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Xue Qiqi stumbled and ran out of the magnificent mansion, clutching her thumping chest, her throat was so dry.
Her legs are still shaking.
The way Ramses looked at her just now was really scary, and he gave her a warning of "If you don't shut up, I'll pinch your neck", which completely subverted the image of a pure, sunny, and hearty boy in her mind, like It became another person she didn't know, strange and cold.
Faintly... like the historical Ramses the Great.
Xue Qiqi suddenly had a ridiculous and funny guess, could it be that Ramses was also pierced
She was insane for a while, and walked on the street in a daze.
Xue Qiqi suddenly thought of the person who asked her to deliver the letter. If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be so foolish as to run in front of her siblings to humiliate herself! Obviously the other party said that as long as she did what he did, this noble fake princess for many years would turn into a homeless dog and get out of Egypt in desperation. Naturally, she would not hold a wedding with Ramses.
But what happened
Even if she loses her princess status, she is still noble and cold, and even has a loyal knight!
Seeing the way that little rascal Ramses is protecting food, I am afraid that I would like to take it out and show it to his sister!
He looks prettier than her, what's the matter!
Xue Qiqi didn't want to admit the difference between her and Lin Lang, and all of her anger was directed at the mastermind behind the scenes.
Angrily, she ran to a hidden residential house, just as the owner was at home, carefully drying the herbs with a pair of slender white hands. The other party was wrapped in a robe and cloak, which was tightly covered, and even his eyes were covered with a layer of black cloth, making his face completely unrecognizable.
Xue Qiqi was full of complaints, "Is this the good idea you said? Are you kidding me?"
"You failed." The man's reaction was very flat, and he asked, "Because of what?"
Xue Qiqi was even more aggrieved, "Rameses crushed the token."
The man was not surprised, "The little guy who eats delicious food for the first time is always unreasonable."
Xue Qiqi was confused, but this did not prevent her from continuing to bombard, "Did you know that Ramses was guarding there, and let me pass on purpose, to embarrass me!" Thinking about her face now hot.
Anyway, after coming to Egypt, the number of times she lost face increased day by day, and she didn't know what happened to her, but she always fell on Lin Lang.
The other party sighed, "I don't know, honorable lady, otherwise why would I let you take risks?"
His voice is slightly hoarse, like a gorgeous retro tune, played affectionately and lazily under the dim light.
For some reason, Xue Qiqi's anger suddenly disappeared completely, and she saw his only exposed palm, with long and distinct finger bones, perfectly wrapped in a layer of delicate and smooth skin, more delicate than a work of art. Xue Qiqi was thinking wildly, but she was a little too white, and she could clearly see the blue blood vessels.
Xue Qiqi was easily comforted.
"However, you can't stay in Thebes any longer." The man said, "I will send you out of the city."
Xue Qiqi was about to ask why, but was stopped by a sentence.
"If you don't want to die here."
The man's prophecy came true, the capital was under full martial law, and the army patrolled everywhere, although the army's caliber was consistent to prepare for the prince's wedding, so as not to mix in spies from other countries in the rush. There is no need for a man to mention it, Xue Qiqi just needs to look outside and she will be terrified. The sturdy soldiers are wearing silver armor, holding a big sword, roaring past row by row, expressionless, ready to harvest the rebels at any time s life.
Xue Qiqi forgets all about love and affection, and her life is more important.
However, Xue Qiqi still felt very humiliated by this kind of street rat life, all kinds of grievances came to her heart, she was obviously doing good deeds, how did she end up like this
What a good man!
Ramses is such a heartless little man, even if he finds out the true face of that woman and tells her to turn around crying, she will never ignore him!
At this time, this little heartless man was enthusiastically tossing Lin Lang to change her wedding clothes, and it was rare for the milk cat to turn over. He was very proud to choose dozens of sets for Lin Lang, and gave a professional review.
"This is not good, it's too transparent, your body... Well, only I can see it."
"No, no, how can this gaudy color set off your elegant temperament."
"This set? It's a bit heavy, what should I do if my sister drags her out of sweat?"
Lin Lang felt that he was overreaching, and after he had overreached, he had no idea who he was.
Let him know who is in charge of the house.
So she unhurriedly untied the shawl.
"What are you doing?" Ramses was very surprised.
Lin Lang took off her belt slowly and carried it loosely on her little finger.
"You have searched Thebes all over, and you think the wedding dress is too see-through, too vulgar, and too thick. It seems that there is nothing that can catch your noble eyes. Just like this, don't wear anything at all."
Before Lin Lang could finish saying "Okay", the other party had already matured into a red shrimp.
In the thick stubble hair, you can vaguely see the blood-red pointed ears.
"..."
Is it so innocent
Linlang became ill-intentioned, "Oh, why can't this knot be untied, you can help me fix it. Anyway, sooner or later you have to learn to untie—"
Ramses curled up his numb toes and covered Lin Lang's mouth like a thief.
He was so angry that he didn't dare to yell at her, so he could only whimper aggrievedly.
"Please! Stop talking! People will die!"
"Who is the human life? Why hasn't it come out? Is it in your body?"
"I... um... woo... Sister, don't make trouble."
In the tense atmosphere of the capital, people are about to usher in the wedding of their Prince Highness.
The night before the big wedding is a carnival night for the relatives of both parties. They hold celebrations in the mansions of the groom and the bride respectively. A group of young and lively girls came to Linlang's side, and they showed off their beautiful singing voice and graceful dancing posture, and received a lot of praise. Lin Lang was gently held by her aristocratic mother's shoulders, admiring the lively scene in front of her.
"Mother, you watch first, I'll go outside to get some air." Lin Lang said.
"Okay, pay attention to your time, don't catch a cold, or His Highness should be in a hurry." The woman patted her arm and instructed softly.
Holding a golden peacock fan in her hand, the bride casually walked to the quiet courtyard, and the fragrance of lilies permeated her nose coolly.
The maid obeyed her orders and stood guard under the colonnade without approaching.
"It's rare that the moonlight is so beautiful. Since the guests are here, why don't you enjoy it together?" The gorgeous feather fan pressed against the bride's red lips, and her posture was extremely charming.
Someone slowly landed in the middle of the courtyard.
"It turned out to be the high priest."
The bride smiled lightly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, but I lost some weight. For our wedding, you really worked hard."
The high priest looked at her deeply, but asked another question, "You already knew your identity?"
"Identity?" She held her fan and blinked her eyes. "It's really strange. Why do you ask me about my identity? I'm weak and sick, and I've been recuperating in the mansion all year round. The guest has never been rude, is it because of this, do you doubt my cultivation of a famous family?"
Lin Lang's words had a double meaning, she is only Nefertari now, not an Egyptian princess, nor a Hittite princess.
She spoke softly, softly and affectionately, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind, not at all like that bright and neat princess.
Miss Nefertari had a red mole at the end of her eyes, and her smile was even more shockingly beautiful.
The sense of disobedience in the high priest's heart finally disappeared.
This is what she really is.
"Your Highness is unparalleled in strategy, and I lost this round." The high priest looked calmly, "I don't ask Your Highness to forgive me for coming this time, but the war in Syria has not yet been clarified, and the Hittites in the north are ambitious, and there are still some people who are secretly watching. Barbaric tribes, Egypt cannot afford to be hurt."
"...Broken bones?" She chewed on his literal meaning, moving lightly with lotus steps.
The peacock feather touched the man's broad Adam's apple, and swept slightly, like a gentle and cunning commotion, "High Priest, are you begging me?"
Who knew that the high priest admitted, "Please raise your hands high."
"Hey—the high priest is really capable of bending and stretching. However, I can't just lift my hand. People don't like to cherish the easy handouts. The high priest has personally practiced this point, hasn't he? No The feeling of being expected but unable to be saved, presumably the high priest will not understand."
She took out a hand, and her milk-like skin glowed in the moonlight, "Here, look, I ate something just now, and I forgot to wipe my hands, it's very dirty."
Lin Lang's eyes flickered, "Please trouble the High Priest, lick it clean for me."
The aura of the high priest fluctuated wildly, but only for a moment.
He bent down slowly.
"Snapped!"
Crisp applause.
A lock of black hair hung down on the man's forehead, and signs of redness and swelling quickly appeared on his pale face.
Lin Lang slowly withdrew her hand, and said apologetically, "Your movements are too slow, and I am impatient to wait. Your face is clean and fair, and it will do."
The high priest said hoarsely, "Just calm down."
"Calm down... Ha." A smile overflowed her lips, "Do you really think I don't know anything? I love you with all my heart, and you put me to death with all my heart! If Ramses hadn't arrived in time for the Temple of the Golden Bull, the current me, I'm afraid it's a ghost, howling miserably in the tomb. And you, the priest favored by the Pharaoh, have a bright future."
The high priest said nothing.
Lin Lang stroked his face again, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Her lips were full, and her smile became sweeter and more touching.
"My only advice, High Priest, is—be prepared. It's just a dull start."
The scent of lilies wafted from her hair, and the high priest heard her whisper.
"You live so comfortably. You have never experienced pain, so how can you understand the feelings of our people struggling in hell? Since you are God's agent, you should feel the same, don't you think?"