After the banquet, Prince Turner sent Margot back.
The palace at night is exceptionally quiet, the moonlight flows silently on the white lotus, and the faint fragrance comes with the night wind. Occasionally, the low chirping of summer insects can be heard.
"My room is coming soon, Prince Turner, thank you." Margot stopped not far from her residence.
"Margo." He stood there quietly and called her name softly, "You are beautiful today."
She lowered her head in embarrassment, and heard him continue: "Actually, there is something I have kept in my heart for a long time, and I have never dared to tell you. But, if I don't say it again, I will definitely suffer from insomnia again tonight." gone."
"What's the matter?" She raised her head in confusion, and just met his eyes, which were as bright as stars and as soft as running water. For a moment, she couldn't help holding her breath.
"Actually, Margot, from the first moment I saw you, I liked you very much."
"Ah?" She stood there in a daze, not knowing how to react for a while.
"Marge, I'm telling the truth, I can swear in the name of God Amon." He took a step forward and gently held her hand.
"I, I want to go back to Babylon." Her mind was in a mess, so she had to find an excuse to deal with it.
"Margo, don't go back. As long as you want, I can marry you as my princess. I can see that you also have a crush on me, right?" He seemed a little agitated.
Marge quickly broke free from his hand and shook her head: "Prince Turner, I think you have misunderstood something. Yes, I have a crush on you, because I have always regarded you as a friend, but absolutely, absolutely Not that kind of liking."
"Then who do you like that much?" His expression looked a little weird under the moonlight, and he paused and said, "Could it be Ramses?"
"How is it possible!" Margot panicked, and hastily denied it.
"Then why can't you accept my love?" There was a slight twist on his usually gentle face.
"I... I can't anyway..." Seeing the prince's expression for the first time, she couldn't help but took a step back in fright.
Turner also seemed to be aware of his gaffe, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he pulled out a usual smile: "I'm sorry, I was impatient, didn't I scare you? Don't worry, I won't force you. If If you don't like me, that's okay."
Just as Margot was about to say something, she saw the maid from Ramses Palace running over in a panic. When she saw her, it was as if she had seen a savior: "Ma, Miss Margot, the second prince said it was a stomachache, and he is now There is a big temper tantrum in the room, go and have a look."
"Stomach pain? Then take me there quickly!" Margot hurriedly followed the maid before she had time to say goodbye to Turner.
Looking at her back, Prince Turner put away his usual gentle expression and replaced it with an unfathomable expression.
When Margo arrived at the door of Ramses' room, she heard the whistling of the wind. She hurried to the side, not forgetting to grab the stunned maid, and heard a "bang", an expensive The carved silver vase hit the ground heavily, deformed when it fell, and made a deep hole in the wooden floor.
"What are you doing! This guy!" Margot got a little angry, this would be fatal.
She pushed open the door and walked in with her head held high: "What do you want, Ramses?" Her tone was very aggressive. By the way, she looked around at the beautiful woman who was trembling and kneeling on the floor, and stared directly at the culprit—— Ramses was reclining on the soft couch. A surge of anger welled up in my heart, this guy actually let so many beauties serve him as soon as he came back!
"It's you." A light flashed in Ramses' dark eyes.
"I didn't hurt you just now, did I?" There was an unprecedented gentleness in his voice.
It's a pity that Margo, who was burning in anger, didn't notice this at all: "Nonsense! If I hadn't dodged quickly, my head would have been smashed instead of the floor! Why are you so violent?"
At that moment, there was definitely a trace of guilt and worry in Ramses' eyes! Just when she thought she was dazzled, his face returned to an iceberg of ten thousand years.
"You guys, immediately disappear from my eyes!" He said coldly to the beautiful woman who was kneeling on the ground.
Those women rushed to escape as if they were pardoned, and a few seconds later, there were only the two of them left in the huge room. Margo involuntarily took a step back, uh, the atmosphere seems a bit strange.
"What are you doing here?" Ramses said coldly to her, with a trace of anxiety and impatience in his voice.
"Didn't your maid say you had a stomachache? Otherwise, I wouldn't have come." She replied angrily.
"Aren't you dating my brother?" There was a strong smell of jealousy in his voice, which he didn't even notice.
Marge was even more annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I date your brother? We are just ordinary friends, the ordinary kind! By the way, why should I explain to you, who are you to me!"
To her surprise, Ramses not only didn't get angry, but his face softened, and there was even a faint smile in his eyes.
"Then does your stomach hurt? If it doesn't hurt, I can leave." She turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute!" He stopped her in a low voice, and when he wanted to continue talking, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach.
His face flushed red.
Marge was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing: "I know why you have a stomachache, why did you just eat a little and then left arrogantly."
"It's so long-winded, get me something to eat right away!" He ordered with an embarrassed expression.
This guy always has such a domineering attitude, he seems to be cuter when he is still blind. Margo replied dejectedly. When she walked out of the room, she saw that those beauties were still nearby and did not leave, so she suddenly rolled her eyes and whispered something in the beauties' ears.
So those beautiful and plump concubines of Ramses quickly swarmed to his room with all kinds of food, and the poor man had no choice but to continue to deal with those boring women, while swearing that he would never do it next time Spare the culprit Margot.
Many days passed in a blink of an eye. On a sunny day, Margo was resting in the shade of the fig tree with her arms around the killer, and the lions were lazily dozing beside her. In a daze, she vaguely heard footsteps coming.
She immediately guessed who it was. Apart from her, there is only one person who can make the lions not make any movement here——Rameses.
Helpless, she had no choice but to open her eyes, since the last dinner, she didn't seem to have touched him. Oops, does he still remember that little thing? So come to Xingshi today to inquire about the crime
"Rameses, last time I suddenly felt unwell, that's why you asked your concubines to serve you, you don't blame me, do you?" She cleared her throat, intending to overwhelm him first.
"That thing... I should thank you." His words of thanks sounded a bit gnashing of teeth.
"Ah, by the way, you see the lions are very good." She felt that something was wrong, so she quickly changed the subject.
He didn't seem to want to argue with her about this matter, but suddenly asked: "Margo, your mother is Egyptian? What about your other relatives? Did you come to Egypt to seek refuge with relatives?"
Marge hesitated for a moment: "Actually, my relatives, including my father, are all in Babylon. My mother passed away very early, so I just came here to see where my mother lived, and I will go back soon."
"Go back?" Ramses' face changed obviously when he heard these two words, "Is Egypt not good?"
"Egypt is great, but it's not my home after all. My family is in Babylon." As soon as Margo mentioned her hometown, she couldn't help but became interested, and she talked endlessly, "You know what? The sky-high Tower of Babel, the magnificent Maxim Temple, the beautiful Tiglas River and Euphrates River... "
"Okay!" Ramses looked unhappy, "I don't want to hear it anymore!"
Margot looked at him in confusion, this guy, how can he be angry when he is angry? Where did she offend him
Ramses was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, the enemy killer who was still dozing suddenly straightened up for some reason, and hit him hard with his head unexpectedly!
Ramses didn't expect its surprise attack, staggered, and fell right on Margo's body!
"Get up, Ramses!" Margot recovered after a few seconds of shock, and immediately pushed him hard.
Ramses didn't say anything, he just raised his body slightly with his hands and stared at her firmly, a strange light flashed in his deep eyes.
"What are you still doing, Ramses, don't get up quickly, do you know that you are very heavy?" Such a close distance and such dangerous eyes made Margo feel uneasy. Ramses' eyes turned and landed on her neck again, his eyes brightened obviously, flashing with joy. Glancing in the direction he was looking, Margot found that the amulet he gave her slipped out at some point this time.
"You always call my name so unscrupulously. It seems that I really want to punish you." As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips unexpectedly.
"Boom!" Such a voice suddenly appeared in her mind, his kiss was scorching hot, uncontrollable like the flood of the Nile River, the hot tongue teased and lingered between her lips and teeth, her consciousness was resisting, and her heart In the depths, there is a feeling of burning body, dizziness in front of the eyes, such a passionate kiss, as if, as if it can melt people... After finally regaining consciousness, she pushed him away forcefully, and said angrily: "Ramesses, what are you doing!"
Ramses slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and said nonchalantly, "Don't you like me treating you like this?"
"Who likes it!" She was even more furious, "I want to play with your concubines!"
He stood up slowly, with a narrow smile on his face, "How about... do it again?"
Ramses, you, you bastard! Marge stomped her feet angrily, pointed at the lion, and said loudly: "You, you, and the enemy killers, you all give to this girl, come on!"
Seeing Ramses being kicked out of the training ground by the lions in disheveled clothes, the anger in her heart calmed down a little. Touching her own lips, she couldn't help but secretly blamed herself for being really hot by him for a moment just now. Bewitched by his passion, why are you so unambitious!
Since this kiss, every time Margo saw Ramses, she would be cold-eyed, but the other party didn't seem to take it seriously, as if this incident had never happened, and this attitude made her even more depressed.