Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

In the Prussian palace, the spies reported to him in detail the intelligence they had been tracking for the past few days.

Prussia listened quietly, with a contemptuous smile on his face: "It's a pity, such an interesting person was ruined by Talis."

Those dark eyes and exotic face, thinking about it now, Prussia felt a pity.

He held the teacup and sipped it carefully. Two days later, there will be a swordsmanship show, and he must make Talis look good.

Thinking of this, his hand holding the cup turned white for a while.

Muwa Talis.

These few days, Wen Ruo could hardly talk to him without talking to him, and after returning from the street that day, he ignored him.

This prince is so hateful that he was teased in the street and asked to make him a woman's dress.

At this moment, the man with an innocent face approached shamelessly: "Are you angry?"

Wen Ruo vomited to death and didn't want to see him at all.

Seeing that he ignored him, Muwa Talis changed the subject and continued: "Banaya, aren't you a divination prophecy? You do the math for this prince, who will win the sword competition the day after tomorrow?"

Wen Ruo was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect him to ask herself such a question.

After a while, he said: "The way of heaven is natural, the prince can win if he wants to win."

Anyway, the Hittite throne belonged to him, at least in history. After a few days of getting along, he was even more sure that this smiling man was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Muwa Talis had a light in her eyes: "If I win, I will give you a big gift." '

Wen Ruo's heart was bleeding, he only hoped to leave here, since he met Mo Puren on the street a few days ago, there has been no movement.

He was anxious about how to get out of here.

This prince seemed to have the same emotions as Ramses towards him, but Wen Ruo himself didn't like it.

When the people around him look at him with scorching eyes, he can always think of another figure in his mind, the narrow, teasing, affectionate, domineering...

"Thank you Your Highness, I don't need any gifts." Wen Ruo flatly refused.

Muwa Talis looked at him, and suddenly reached out to embrace him, and Wen Ruo fell into his arms unprepared.

Shocked, he began to struggle, and the eyes of the person above his head were disillusioned: "It's been so many days, I've endured it for too long."

Wen Ruo refused him, no one dared to refuse Hittite's third prince.

This body seems to have a magical power that attracts him to constantly dream about and want to explore.

Today, he didn't want to bear it anymore, so he lowered his head and kissed those thin lips.

Terrified, Wen Ruo used both hands and feet, and finally bit him hard.

After covering her lips and pushing the person under her away, Muwa Talis showed a fierce light in her eyes: "Do you dare to bite me?"

He pinched his neck: "Do you think this prince is too kind to you?"

Wen Ruo coughed and struggled, her face flushed, and she was almost out of breath.

Muva Talis finally let go and threw him to the ground.

There was a muffled sound, and Wen Ruo felt that his waist was about to break.

At this time, a person came from outside the door: "Prince, the king invites you to discuss important matters."

Muwa Talis closed her eyes, and after a while she came over and changed her expression: "Understood, you go down first."

Really, he didn't look for it sooner or later, but he was looking for it now, his lip was bitten by this bold man, bleeding out.

He gave Wen Wenruo a hard look: "We'll talk about it when we come back tonight."

After slamming the door and going out, he ordered the maid beside him to keep an eye on the people in the house and not allow him to take half a step out of the door.

After the person left, Wen Ruo breathed a sigh of relief, still in shock.

So scary.

Fortunately he stopped.

But thinking of the night, he was a little worried.

At this time, he touched his chest with his hand, and something hard was stuck there.

He slowly took it out, it was a round bracelet.

It was a gift given to him by Ramses, and it was also the first precious gift he received after arriving in a strange time and space.

The golden bracelet was faintly shining with the dazzling light of crystals. I still remembered the tough and careful look that Ramses put the bracelet on his hand with a happy face before.

His nose is a little sore, it has been so many days, and he is here alone, when can we see him again?

In the past, he hated Ramses very much, but after a series of events, he would think of him again when no one was around.

Wen Ruo looked at the bracelet in a daze...

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Memphis Palace

Ramses stood outside the window, half a month had passed, the flood season of the Nile River, the squalls and rainstorms were coming, in front of the window, the champagne-colored gauze curtains fluttered wantonly under the strong wind, and the gauze brushed over his cold face, He stood there looking at the bracelets on his hand. There were originally two bracelets, and the other

One was given to the young man. In the past few days, he was not here, and every time he slept on the bed, he could smell his vaguely familiar body odor with a delicate fragrance. He took it out and carefully looked at the golden circle in his hand, as if he felt that the man was still beside him and had never gone far.

"What's the news from Moplen's side?"

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evening.

Muwa Talis hadn't come back yet, Wen Ruo looked at the moonlight outside the window, feeling a little rejoiced.

While thinking about it, the door was opened.

Wen Ruo's little assumption was shattered, his face turned vigilant, and his words still lingered in his ears during the day.

Muwa Talis looked tired, and when she saw him, her eyes lit up: "Is there anyone else?"

Just as Wen Ruo was about to answer, Talis said again, "It's good not to sleep, come and think of a countermeasure for me, Banya."

This afternoon, his father and king recruited him because of a strange disease among the people recently, which spread among the people.

The disease hit everyone by surprise, and all the princes were summoned. The old king ordered that whoever can cure the strange disease in the city will be crowned the crown prince.

On the way back, he saw the provocative eyes of Prussia on him, and the two had been fighting for years, overtly and covertly. Unexpectedly, the old king would hand over such an important election to a disease treatment to complete this time.

It seems that this strange disease has reached the sore spot of his father.

Seeing Wen Ruo now, he suddenly remembered his mysterious light in Egypt.

The thin man in front of him may have a solution to this disease.

Hear him finish.

Wen Ruo was silent for a while, and Muwa Talis stared at him coaxingly: "How? Can Master Sacrifice solve it?"

At the end, I added a sentence: "This is the safety of thousands of people."

After getting along these days, he has already seen what kind of person Wen Ruo is. If the common people beat him up, he shouldn't just sit idly by, right?

Wen Ruo crossed his hands and turned his fingers up and down in circles. After a while: "Didn't the prince himself send someone to find out the situation first?"

"I've already gone, but just now the memorial on Lao Wang in the study said that when these people got sick, their bodies were trembling and cold, their limbs were weak, lethargic, their eyes were swollen and they couldn't open their heads, and their heads would swell. In the later stage, the throat will be hoarse and it will be difficult to breathe."

This kind of disease has never been seen in their Hittite country, it is too weird.

After hearing this, Wen Ruo murmured, "Plague... malaria?"

"What?" Muwa Talis asked in surprise, what kind of word is this?Why hasn't he heard of it.

Wen Ruo looked up at him, these were just his guesses.

In ancient China, there were strange diseases such as malaria and plague. At that time, medical conditions were poor and medical skills were backward, and countless deaths and injuries were often caused by the disease.

"Didn't this kind of illness happen to you once?" Wen Ruo asked.

"There are common wind chills, but it seems that such a weird sudden one that makes people feel dizzy, cold and difficult to breathe has never happened before." Muva Talis recalled.

Wen Ruo's eyes became distant, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

How could there be a sudden plague in this season?

I haven't seen this on the street for the past two days.

"Prince, I need cloth."

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The next day.

on the street.

There are still people walking around, and it seems that the disease does not bring any psychological burden to those who have not yet been infected.

The two of them were walking on the street, and people couldn't stop looking back. Their outfits were too...what the hell.

Muwa Talis couldn't take it anymore, only two eyes were exposed on the whole head, he quietly lifted off the heavy...mask covering his nose?

Wen Ruo told him that the thing that covers most of the face and hangs on both sides of the ear is called a mask.

"Hey, how long are we going to stay like this, can't you see other people looking at this prince again?" It's a shame.

Wen Ruo was calm and smiled: "They think you are so handsome, Prince."

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