It was already night, and Margot had already changed her clothes, and was going to sneak out of the palace in the dark. All this is not difficult for her. She tiptoed out of her room, reached out to touch the roll of parchment, and inadvertently saw the gold bracelet on her wrist.
Her heart seemed to be grabbed by something, thinking of the day when he put the bracelet on her wrist with his own hands, there was a slight heat in her eyes, as if something was about to come out.
Such a happy phantom...
so out of reach...
Since we will never see each other again, before parting, at least, at least... Let's take another look at Ramses.
Her footsteps stopped, as if she had been bewitched by something, she went straight in another direction.
After sneaking into Ramses' bedroom, Marge tiptoed to his bedside.
Ramses slept soundly, the moonlight outside the window shone lightly on his handsome face, his thick eyelashes fluctuated like the wings of a bird with his breath, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, this guy , the way he sleeps is so charming.
"Rameses, I'm sorry, I must leave. Live well, you will become the greatest victor, your name will surely pass through the centuries, you are the eternal son of light, and you will have your queen by your side Nefertari by my side, soon, soon you will forget me..."
She murmured, her nose suddenly became sore, and her heart ached faintly. It was as if a voice deep in her heart was telling her, Margot, to leave as soon as possible, and could not stay any longer.
This is just a dream, just like the yellow firefly in the night of Memphis is fleeting.
There were unknown emotions churning and surging in her heart, as if they were about to tear through her body and rush out. I want to cry, but my throat seems to be blocked by something, only the sour and bitter taste makes my heart hurt unspeakably.
When did you start, realize that he is like air to her, you can't live without... When did you start, realize that being with him has become a habit. Listen to this voice every day.
When did she start to realize that if the voice is gone one day and she can't hear it, will she just lose her happiness like this
But no matter what, she can't stay. She likes him so much, if she sees him marrying that Nefertari as queen with her own eyes, she will definitely be heartbroken... After making up her mind, she glanced at him for the last time, thought about it, and suddenly lowered her head in He kissed him on the cheek, stood there for a few more minutes, and then turned to leave.
As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, the corner of his clothes was bitten by the enemy killer.
"Enemy killer, let me go." She wanted to pull the clothes back.
The enemy killer let go, but suddenly yelled loudly at her. The high-pitched voice sounded particularly harsh in this silent night. Margot was startled, and without thinking about it, she blurted out: "Don't yell! You yell!" If I get up, I won’t be able to leave!”
"Where do you want to go?" A cold voice came from behind her.
Margo's body froze, and she turned her head slowly. Ramses was leaning against the door of the bedroom, the corners of his mouth seemed to be flaring.
"I..." She straightened her heart and said coldly, "I'm going back to Babylon, please don't stop me."
Unexpectedly, Ramses did not get angry, but raised the corner of his mouth: "Margo, have you forgotten what you said? Why did you go back on your word so quickly?"
"Repent?" She didn't understand what he meant.
"Who said just now that I will be accompanied by Queen Nefertari?"
Her face became embarrassing. It turned out that he heard what she said just now... God, she even took the initiative to kiss him, didn't that... "I... I said, what's wrong? I heard you and Asher's words..." she stammered back.
"Then why did you leave me?" Ramses' smile was particularly elusive under the moonlight.
"What?" She was even more confused.
He didn't speak, but just strode over, grabbed her hand, took off her bracelet, turned over, and said with a smile: "Look."
Margo accepted the bracelet suspiciously, and saw a line of words clearly engraved on it: Nefertari—the wife of Ramses.
"You idiot, I've always loved you, don't you understand? The only person I want to marry is you. But to be my queen, as a foreigner, of course I have to change an Egyptian name to get closer It will also make it easier for my people to accept, and I have been thinking about this name for a long time!" He patted her forehead amusedly.
Marge's eyes widened in disbelief, and her first reaction was to shake her head again and again: "Nefetari... Is it me? No, no, how is this possible, you are the king of Egypt, how can you marry me. I..."
"My Nefertari..." He gently embraced her into his arms and said softly, "Although I have the Sahara like gold and the Nile like silk; But I am only greedy for your heart. If the disparity in status makes you unbearable, then I sincerely give up all God's favor, and only want to touch your beautiful face again."
Her heart was hot, her eyes were a little moist, but her head shook even more: "This is even more unacceptable, you are the king of Egypt, and I will not allow you to give up everything!"
"Then marry me." There was a sly look in his eyes, "Otherwise I will give up everything to be with you."
"Rameses, are you threatening me?" She suddenly felt as if she had stepped into a set trap.
"Just treat it as a threat to you." He smiled triumphantly.
"I am a Babylonian, and my father is a priest of Babylon. Are you not afraid that I am a spy?"
"I do not mind."
"I came here just to find this encyclopedia of medical skills for my father!"
"It's okay, I'll give it to you."
"My father won't agree!"
"Then let's go to war."
"you-"
"If these still make you unable to make up your mind, then I want to show you something." Ramses pulled her up to the stable without any explanation, pulled out the horse, and led her to gallop outside the palace.
Margot could only hear the wind whistling past her ears, and the cool evening wind made her shiver. Ramses seemed to feel her trembling, and hugged her tighter, fearing that she would disappear if he let go In front of him... After an unknown amount of time, the horse finally stopped near the rose sandstone cliff overlooking the west bank of the Nile.
"My Nefertari, look there." Ramses said in a low voice, pointing in the direction of the bad luck.
Looking in the direction he pointed, Margot froze there for a moment. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief. There was actually a temple under construction on the cliff. It looks magnificent and dignified... "That is the temple I built for you, and it is a gift I will give you. Nefertari, that is the temple that belongs only to you." He looked up Looking at the sky, he raised a smile, "However, this is not all. When the sun comes out, you will see my heart."
"My... temple?" She couldn't help pinching her face, it hurt so much! It seems that it is really not a dream, all this is real!
The entire sky was a dark iron gray, as if it had been covered with a veil that was difficult to lift. But not long after, occasionally one or two rays of morning light pierced through the veil with difficulty, bringing some light to the earth. As time passed, countless morning rays began to break through the veil of darkness, and they rushed to cast a magnificent rose-colored light on the earth, and held up a round of golden sun devoutly!
It's as if the sun god Amon drove a golden chariot all the way through thorns and thorns, overcame many hardships, repelled the attack of the God of Darkness, and came to this land as a glorious victor!
The golden sunlight shone on the temple, clearly reflecting the hieroglyphs engraved on it. Margot stared blankly at the line of words, suddenly the corners of her eyes became hot, and warm liquid flowed out.
For the love of Nefertari, the sun rises in the east.
"Stupid, why are you so moved that you are crying?" Ramses smiled and reached out to gently wipe away her tears.
"I...how can I..."
"That's not okay, because in the future I will love you more, more, and I don't want to see you turn into a crybaby."
"I didn't..."
"By the way, do you like the name I gave you?"
"This name...does it have any special meaning?"
"Neftari, the beauty of beauties, is the best match for you. Hey, why are you blushing..."
"Who...who is blushing..."
"You are so popular and still sophistry, it seems that you should be punished..."
In ancient Egypt three thousand years ago, under the extremely bright sunshine, the young pharaoh kissed his future queen lovingly.
For the love of Nefertari, the sun rises in the east.
Time goes by, and the years turn around. Thousands of years later, even if the people who love each other have been turned into dust and lost in the torrent of time, these declarations of love will pass through a long time and be passed down forever.
— until eternity.