Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Sartu was also unhappy when he persuaded himself to fall asleep.

Banquets and entertainment are necessary things that Sartu, who is a member of the royal family, has been in contact with since he was a child.

The friendship between countries, the collection of various information, the statement of position, the people and talents that one needs to win over, etc... A political banquet is definitely a great opportunity for the participants.

Except Saltu.

Sa, the Lord of a Country, doesn't want anyone but his wife Ertu's face is sullen, exuding an aura that living people should not get close to, just as Luo Lai imagined, he has become a big lion with fur.

It's a pity that for foreign ministers who are not afraid of death in their diplomatic career, murderous intent is nothing more than a cold sweat, and it's good to lose weight and sweat.

And the king of Babylon couldn't really eat them up.

So Sartu was surrounded by a group of foreign ministers who were not afraid of death and smiled, and their ears were filled with all kinds of chattering and tinnitus.

The golden wine glass was almost deformed by the palm with bulging veins!

Sartu's confidant generals stood not far behind the king, each wondering.

Bassa: "These ministers seem to be very enthusiastic about the king."

Lille looked at the throbbing veins on his king's forehead and clicked his tongue: "Well, but it's understandable, the king hasn't appeared at this kind of banquet for a long time, our Babylon is the largest and richest country in this land plate, they want It's normal to get some information from Wang."

"That's right." Bassa nodded, and then looked around with eagle eyes, "What about the new king of Assyria, why is it missing?"

As the king's confidantes, they naturally have to keep an eye on the surrounding situation for the king, to prevent assassination and at the same time observe the movements of other countries.

"I'm going to change clothes." Lear said, "A maid spilled wine on the king just now, but...it's been a long time."

"Really, do you want to tell the king..."

As soon as Bassa finished speaking, he met with a smile on his face. The new king of Assyria, who was too young, smiled and led his subordinates to walk in from the outside, and looking in the direction, it was obvious that they were heading straight for their king.

Bassa and Lille shut their mouths immediately.

Surrounded by people, Sartu took a sip of his wine, and his eyes fell on a random place. He was recalling Luolai's voice and smile in his mind to relieve his impatience, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Sartu looked up, and the diplomats retreated to the sides like Moses, while the new king of Assyria, who looked extraordinarily approachable with crooked eyebrows, walked forward with his confidants and stood in Sartu. before.

Two kings.

They also wear crowns, wear royal robes, and carry the country on their shoulders.

But one is strong and violent, and the other is like a spring breeze.

Their eyes met, the eyes of the night sky blue and the eyes of the wild amber beast looked at each other, and they concluded that they were the same thing.

After a moment of silence, Alan picked up the wine glass in his hand, smiled and toasted Sartu.

"I didn't expect you to be able to attend this king's enthronement celebration in person. It's a great honor, King of Babylon."

Sartu snorted, raised his glass and drank it down.

With the help of the action of drinking, when the arms cover the face, the smiles of the two people disappear almost at the same time.

Inside Alan: Brainless Beast!

Sartu's heart: a harem woman with a strange yin and yang!

The wine glass was put down, the youthful Assyrian king was smiling, and the white-haired Babylonian king curled his lips. It was such a harmonious scene, but the ministers on both sides who knew the virtues of their own king were shocked at the same time!

The courtiers of Babylon and Assyria rub their arms: hiss (噫)———

"right."

Before turning to leave, Ailan suddenly turned around and stared at the white-haired king across the crowd from among the courtiers, and his smile spread.

"My lord likes your gift very much, thank you."

After saying this, he turned and left, as if he really just forgot to thank the gift and just mentioned it.

And Sartu narrowed his eyes, watching his back slowly gather his brows unkindly.

Behind him, the general Balsa whispered to his companions: "Why do I feel that there is something in the Assyrian king's words? Isn't the gift we gave something prepared by Sirik according to the etiquette? What does he mean?"

Lille also didn't understand: "There is no beginning and no end, do you want to ease relations with our country?"

Balsa shook his head: "It's not like, I always feel that that one and ours... seem to be a little tit for tat..."

"Well, it's also possible. After all, the eldest prince of Assyria, the elder brother of the new king, died because of that incident."

No matter how the two generals guessed, anyway, when the King of Assyria appeared at the banquet, the foreign ministers around Sartu finally found a new target of torture.

Sartu, who was worried about the little thing's body, put down his wine glass and stood up, raised his bright red cloak slightly, and said to the courtiers behind him, "I'm going back."

Balsa and others bowed their heads: "Yes!" $Magic%HC-??(?????)

On the other side, Alan, who was talking to the diplomat, saw the opponent's departure from the corner of the eye, according to the information he got.Soon I understood the reason why the King of Babylon left so quickly...

"I'm so jealous." Alan whispered.

"What?" Several diplomats were taken aback.

"It's okay." Alan turned his gaze back, "What we just said—"

The banquet is still going on.

The white-haired king had already brought his people back to the side hall, the general went to rest in his own residence, and the guards also changed positions several times.

When Sartu strode into the gate of the palace, the old lady Latas, who had been waiting for the king's return for a long time, immediately followed the king's pace and took the initiative to report what Luo Lai had done today.

After a pause, Sartu suddenly asked Latas: "Did Jiao go out today?"

Latas was stunned, and then shook his head immediately: "No, Mr. Jiao is not feeling well today. You lay down after you left. We have been guarding the door, and there is no movement from inside the door."

Sartu nodded, and the doubts in his heart dissipated.

He opened his arms to let the maid take off her armor and accessories, put on a simple robe, walked to the bed, and opened the bed curtain with her fingers.

When he saw the green-haired young man lying on the bed, wrapping himself up in a ball and sound asleep, his tense face eased slightly.

He lowered his voice, withdrew his fingers and turned to tell the maid: "Prepare hot water, the king wants to take a bath."

"Yes." Latas smiled: "I have prepared hot water for you a long time ago."

She walked ahead to lead the way for Sartu.

After taking a shower and the smell of alcohol dissipated, Sartu returned to the bedside.

He didn't take away the young man's quilt, but just lay down on it, with his long arms forcefully hugging the young man including the quilt, wrapping him into his chest.

Kissed the cool earlobe, heard the little thing humming dissatisfiedly, shrunk his head straight into the quilt, and finally welcomed the King of Babylon's sincere laughter in the side hall.

"Hmm... Sartu?"

Luo Lai turned around in a daze, unable to open his eyelids.

Sartu rubbed Luolai's hair soothingly with his big hands.

Luolai only woke up for a moment, looking at the little thing that fell into a sweet dream again, Sartu thought to himself: Probably, the king is careless.

Alan: Hehe, you idiot.

Sartu: Hehe, damn bitch.

The courtiers of the two kings: ...too much, too much.

Auntie today, my stomach hurts, and my dog ​​son who has just been neutered has a pain in his balls.

I yelled on the bed, and it yelled under the bed to accompany me, hahaha, Erquan Yingyue was still on the phone, it was too miserable hahaha.

(For the sake of being so miserable, I recommend a free monthly pass, and I will show you how cute it is)