Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

Inside the huge three-masted sailing ship, Ramses rested on his side on a couch.

Mopren was beside him, respectful: "Your Majesty, our people have already found out the source of some internal affairs of the Hittites."

"The current eldest prince..."

……

Ramses slowly opened his eyes, an inexplicable smile flashed across his mouth, tsk!

Prussia?

It was thanks to him that he was able to successfully rescue Wen Ruo the last time he came.

This time...

As the boat moved forward on the river, the waves at the bottom of the boat slapped against the hull, and Ramses began to think about it.

Hittite.

Inside the palace.

Wen Ruo couldn't help but came to the gate of this dilapidated courtyard again. Cobwebs dragged everywhere on the surrounding low walls, and colorful bugs crawled around and around the corners, Wen Ruo felt numb for a while.

The place is still too deserted.

The voices in the yard appeared and disappeared, and he wanted to go in and see the fallen prince.

Maybe he can't help himself now, he actually has more pity for Prussia now.

Although he knew that the other party was not a good person, at this moment and at that moment, seeing him with loose hair and being humiliated by Muva Talis that day was actually a bit sad.

Ever since Damuwa Talis told him that Ramses would come to Hittite, his whole heart was in suspense. Several days had passed, and he hadn't arrived yet.

Wen Ruo was faintly happy but couldn't help being nervous, did he really come here because he heard about his own affairs?

At this moment, he raised his eyes, and a figure flashed at the corner not far from the yard. Wen Ruo thought he was dazzled, but there was no one there.

Just for a moment, everything seemed to be calm again.

Just now he clearly saw a figure dressed like a servant in the palace, looking in his direction there.

But when I looked over, there was no one there.

Wen Ruo couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and lifted his foot over.

Walked a distance and found it was empty except for weeds

Trees have nothing.

He frowned tightly, did he read it wrong?

……

After going back.

Muwa Talis looked at him strangely: "Where have you been?"

When he came back from his work, he saw that he was not in the house, and he didn't know about it after asking the maid, so he felt agitated.

When will he come back intact, Muva Talis asked with an open mouth.

Wen Ruo said: "I'm going out for a walk, it's too boring."

"Oh, Ramses is coming, are you still bored?" Isn't he happy?

The thought of it made him crave it.

"Happiness is not now." Wen Ruo murmured softly.

Who knows whether he is doing it for himself, or maybe it is just a coincidence that he came, what kind of agreement he wants to reach with Hittite.

In short, Wen Ruo's heart was fluttering, he was not sure if Ramses came for him.

"If he's not, you'll stay here, wouldn't it be just right?" Muva Talis stepped up to take it, and what he was thinking about now was how Ramses died in the trap he set up.

In this way, Wen Ruo will stay forever.

"that……"

Wen Ruo suddenly changed the subject and looked at him: "Do you have any brothers or sisters?" His parents should not be there, they are the former Hittite king and concubine.

Muwa Talis was stunned: "Why do you ask this?"

Wen Ruo scratched her head and smiled: "It's nothing, I don't have brothers and sisters, I just think it's a good thing to have a blood-related relative by my side."

Muwa Talis looked at him strangely, who wouldn't want brothers and sisters to get along well, but with his family background, brothers are born enemies, right?

There can only be one between Prussia and him. Although the other brothers are princes and have no military power, they are not close to him at all.

He doesn't need the kind of feelings that Wen Ruo said.

"Really? But I only think that one person is the safest." Having too many brothers is a hidden danger after all.

Wen Ruo was stunned, and understood what he said, he originally wanted to insinuate and see if Muva Talis could spare the time and treat Pruss well.

Now it seems that it may not be possible.

That's it, he won't say much.

It seems that Prussia can only be like those failed princes in ancient China, and his life is not long.

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The next day.

Ramses' fleet berthed at the Hittite foreign trade port.

Muwa Talis took Wen Ruo with him: "Follow me to see

Ramses actually came, so of course he was going to greet him.

Let him see what trick he is trying to play this time.

An undercurrent surged through Muwa Talis's eyes, and she brought Wen Ruo and his party to the port to welcome them.

Ramses got off the boat, and Hemut and a group of people followed behind.

Wen Ruo was stunned when he saw the man he had not seen for a long time, and felt as if his legs were nailed, and he couldn't move.

Muwa Talis took him by the arm and walked in the same line with her.

Ramses, who was on the opposite side, got off the boat and walked over. He glanced at him without any emotional ups and downs, and turned to look at Muva Talis with a faint smile and nodded.

Muwa Talis let go of Wen Ruo, and smiled politely at Ramses: "It is our great honor that His Majesty Ramses came to our Hittites in person."

Ramses smiled, his eyes were cold and noble, but he didn't look at Wen Ruo halfway.

Wen Ruo's heart sank more and more, he forgot himself.

His lips were tightly pursed, his brows and eyes darkened.

"Our Majesty has come all the way, full of travel and dust, and needs to rest today." Hemut stood up and looked at Muwa Talis and his group and raised his voice.

"That's right, His Majesty Ramses is in good health, so take a good rest today, please." Then, Muwa Talis raised a hand to signal a word of please.

Ramses walked forward, occasionally talking softly with Muwa Talis on the way, Quan Wenruo felt that he was being ignored, and an indescribable sense of shame rose from the bottom of his feet.

He didn't look at himself, but he was still thinking about how to wait for him to come to him.

It's really self-indulgent, why is he the person Ramses always cares about?

to the palace.

After Ramses spoke a few words briefly, Muwa Talis asked him to take him to the VIP's yard to rest.

After he left.

Wen Ruo looked at his back, her face pale.

"Sad?" Muwa Talis's voice came to mind when the person was completely gone.

"It has nothing to do with you." Wen Ruo said calmly after a while.

Now his body is cold, and his mind can no longer think.

"Look at it, what's so good about him? It's just fine if he doesn't look for you, isn't it better to follow me than him?" Muwa Talis said and came up to hold his hand.

Wen Ruo shook it off, turned around and left.

He gasped in his heart, he was not in the mood to listen to Muwatalis' gossip now.

Muwa Talis didn't chase after her, pursed her mouth, and shook her head.

It's useless to be sad, I can't see him when he's gone.

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In a remote courtyard at the corner of the palace, the locked iron gate was suddenly opened, and several figures came in and out...

night.

Wen Ruo lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

I always feel like something is coming out of my eyes.

I feel a little wronged in my heart.

It didn't take long before it was completely forgotten.

He waited here with difficulty, but Ramses did not come for him.

How does this tell him to deal with himself?

The moon and stars outside the window are scarce, so it is probably difficult to sleep tonight.

Get up the next day.

Wen Ruo's face was dull, and Muwa Talis looked at it: "Why don't you go."

He was referring to not seeing the people from Egypt.

Wen Ruodao didn't speak.

Muwa Talis is going to accompany Ramses today, although she knows that there must be open and secret fighting between the two, and the fierce current is surging.

But Wen Ruo couldn't help but want to go and see that person.

Even if Ramses didn't look at him, it couldn't stop him from thinking about him.

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Today, Ramses is wearing a lavender robe, a hat inlaid with a cobra crown on his head, thick eyeliner, and an agate wide-brimmed necklace around his neck. The whole person looks extremely elegant.

Wen Ruo glanced at him, and Ramses also looked like he nodded and smiled at him slightly.

Wen Ruo's heart skipped a beat.

Immediately, Ramses looked away.

Muwa Talis said with a smile: "Your Majesty Ramses has come from a long way, we have to say hello to him. In this way, our Hittite people are simple and honest, why not invite His Majesty to watch a show."

Ramses looked at him and nodded slightly in agreement: "Do as the Romans do, it's all up to King Talis."

Go to a play?

Ah, isn't he just here to watch the show?

In the hall, Muwa Talis sits on the throne, and a group of Hittite men are dancing there. Unlike Egyptian dancers, Hittite men usually like to dance, and they dance wildly with green ribbons tied around their waists while hammering and drumming. with.

Ramses sat opposite Wen Ruo, his eyes seemed to look at Wen Ruo through the dancing in the air, but when Wen Ruo met his eyes, he found that she didn't seem to be looking at him.

Muwa Talis looked at the two people in the audience, with unpredictable eyes, picked up the wine glass and drank the strong wine in the bowl.

I don't know how long.

A soldier from outside the hall hurried in and whispered a few words into Muwa Talis's ear.

His usual smiling face suddenly changed.

Seeing Ramses stand up with a glance, the audience turned from noise to silence with a flick of his hand.

"This king has something to do, His Majesty Ramses is free to do so." After speaking, he hurriedly left.

Watching him leave, Ramses raised his lips, the Hittite king lost his mind.

Also, the granary in the army was burned down and the imprisoned prince was lost in the middle of the night, and those who supported him suddenly defected.

The king left, and the other people in the hall didn't know whether to continue or not.

You look at me and I see that you don't know what to do for a while.

While Wen Ruo was feeling relaxed, someone shook his shoulder.

Raising his eyes, Ramses' pale green eyes were smiling at him intently.

The glass in Wen Ruo's hand unsteadily fell to the side of the table, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

"I knew it was you." Short words.

Tell the purpose of his trip.

Wen Ruo opened his mouth to say what he wanted to say, but he couldn't say it at all.

Out of the Hittite Palace.

Wen Ruo said: "Just leave like this"

Muwa Talis will let him go

And he left in a hurry, Wen Ruo thought for a while and said, "Did you ask someone to do something?"

"Tsk, you really understand me." Ramses stared at him with approval in his eyes.

He just asked Maupren to set fire to the barracks with Hittite's connector, and knowing that Pruss was not dead, he pulled him out and took advantage of it.

Now, the eldest prince who has been imprisoned for a long time should put on his robes and lead the battle with Talis to the death, right?

He was just fanning the flames secretly. Although Muva Talis is the king, there are still many Prussian veterans in the Hittite court.

Those who supported him naturally thought that they could welcome him back.

And he just added oil and vinegar to these.

"Moplen is already waiting for us by the river, let's go." Ramses pecked him on the cheek, stopped him and got into the prepared carriage.

On the other side, Muwa Talis looked at Pruss who blocked him halfway, and sneered: "Brother Wang is really capable, so he can come out like this."