my days in ancient egypt

He has eyes more beautiful than the setting sun on the Nile

Mu Xiaomu woke up from the pain in the back of his head.

After waking up, he vaguely remembered that he was attacked from behind, and what happened after that...

Mu Xiaomu sat up in a jerk, the stretching of his back caused another burst of pain at the back of his head.Mu Xiaomu gritted his teeth and looked around.

He was lying on a bed, and only the royal family and nobles could have beds in ancient Egypt.

Mu Xiaomu touched the bed sheet, it was made of cotton, and it was many times more comfortable than the blanket in Ma Feier's house. In a trance, he thought that he had returned to the modern age.But take a look around—the stone chandeliers, the painted pottery, the people standing by the door...

The man's figure was slightly fatter, and there was a wretched smile on his face at the moment. Seeing Mu Xiaomu woke up, the man came over, rubbed his fingers and looked at him.

"Beautiful young man from the East, you finally woke up."

Mu Xiaomu trembled all over, goosebumps fell all over the bed.

The man was wearing a linen short-sleeved jacket, with complicated jewelry around his neck, and his thick black fingers were almost covered with rings, all of which were gold without exception.

Mu Xiaomu's siren rang loudly, and his pitch-black eyes stared at the man vigilantly.

"Don't be nervous, I don't like to force others, but I also don't like when others don't obey me." The man said as he pulled out the short knife inlaid with jewels at his waist, and looked at Mu Xiaomu with warning eyes.

"I've fallen in love with you a long time ago, and it's rare for me to have you." The man sat in front of the bed, leaned forward, stretched out his fingers across Mu Xiaomu's white shoulder blades, causing Mu Xiaomu to shiver again.

"Of course, you won't suffer if you follow me. You can have whatever you want."

Mu Xiaomu moved back calmly, and forced his eyes to look at the man calmly, "If, I mean, if I want to leave..."

The man laughed, and pulled out the short knife fiercely. The iron weapon exuded a cold light and pierced Mu Xiaomu's eyes.

"Beautiful oriental boy, you are really interesting."

Mu Xiaomu looked at him with a half-smile, as if he had figured out what the man was really thinking.

"General!"

An anxious voice came from outside.

The man put away the knife in displeasure, "Get out!"

The male servant who came in glanced at Mu Xiaomu on the bed in fear, then lowered his head and said, "Wang, Wang sent two teams of guards, and they have already entered the front hall..." The male servant didn't dare to say any more, and shrank to the side.

The man known as the general frowned, his expression of fear flashed, and he pushed the servant away and was about to go out.

"General, what are you going to do in such a hurry?"

A man with short, lean hair stood in front of the door at some point, staring indifferently at General Erta who was flustered for a while.

The man dodged into the room, and a group of guards rushed in, pointing their spears at Erta.

Erta sneered, knowingly asked: "Ferm, what do you mean?"

"Under the king's order, arrest you for smuggling with the Hittite country."

Being exposed in public, Erta's face turned red with anger, and he looked at Ferm with a sullen face: "What evidence is there? I am an Egyptian general, and you are just a chief of guards. Why should you arrest me?"

Ferm waved back the guards on the side, and his tall figure stood still in front of Erta, forcing Erta to take a small step back defensively.

Ferm repeated it coldly: "At the king's order, arrest the traitor General Erta."

Erta's face darkened again, and it was obvious that Ferm was mocking him.But since he was discovered, he would be humiliated again if he was alive.Erta slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist.

Ferm took a sharp step back, and also drew out the dagger at his waist.

The cold weapons were dueling, and Erta smiled strangely, and quickly wiped his neck with his right hand holding a dagger.

Ferm was only stunned for a moment, and found Erta's body lying on the ground, red blood flew out from his throat, instantly staining the wall red.

The timid servant froze in fright, watching his master who was still alive a second ago turn into a cold corpse in an instant, his eyes were full of fear.

Ferm stepped forward and kicked Erta's body, and sneered.

On the bed beside him, Mu Xiaomu was stunned, and when he sensed the dangerous gaze projected from all around, he waved his hands quickly, "I, I, I... don't know him, I was snatched by this pervert, I'm innocent, I Didn't kill anyone..." It was the first time Mu Xiaomu saw a dead person, and he wiped his neck, blood flowed all over the floor.He was taken aback and started talking nonsense.

The guards looked at Ferm questioningly.

Ferm took a look at Mu Xiaomu, put away his sword, "Dispose of the corpse, and take everyone else away!"

"Yes!"

Mu Xiaomu sat in the simple prison cell of ancient Egypt, counting sheep boredly.

His hands and feet were bound, and the male servant who was brought next door screamed loudly. After a while, a soldier came in and punched him down. The male servant stopped screaming and lay down on the ground crying.

The soldier cursed, shook his hands, and looked at Mu Xiaomu who was lying on the railing to watch the scene in warning.

Mu Xiaomu blinked.

The door was closed, and the cell was peaceful again. The male servant was also tired from crying, and leaned against the wall, motionless.

They were locked up with more than a dozen people, and women were separated from men.Mu Xiaomu called the servant a few times.The man only tilted his head and didn't move.

Mu Xiaomu thought he must be tired from crying and fell asleep.

The cell was not big, and there was only a thin lamp by the door. Mu Xiaomu was far away from the lamp, so he couldn't see the surroundings clearly, and couldn't sleep, so he just lay down on the ground and looked at the dark roof stare.

Early the next morning, Mu Xiaomu woke up with a sore body, the back of his head seemed to be swollen, and his head was also groggy.

The manservant next door had woken up and started calling for food again.

Mu Xiaomu ate very full yesterday, but he is not hungry now, so he talked to the servant, "Hey, what's your name?"

The servant glanced at him and ignored him.

"You talk to me, and I will call with you later."

The valet still ignored him.

Mu Xiaomu began to wonder if he had been scared out of his wits.

The manservant called for a while, and sure enough, the door opened.

Two guards came in and walked directly towards the cell where Mu Xiaomu was.

"Get up, the king wants to see you."

Mu Xiaomu was taken to a golden palace by two guards.

Tall pillars connect the top of the palace, and the bases and tops of the pillars are engraved with lotus petals, and painted with exquisite patterns on them.The entire hall is almost supported by pillars, and there is one standing in less than three steps.

At the end of the hall, a large painted painting of Amon is vivid.

The throne made of gold was inlaid with gemstones of various colors, and the glittering lights of colored glass intersected, making the young pharaoh on the throne glow with brilliance.

After a lapse of one night, Mu Xiaomu finally met the pharaoh he dreamed of.

Ramses leaned on the throne wearing a short-sleeved, round-neck white blouse, a cloak printed with blue and green patterns across his right arm from his left shoulder, a ring-shaped gold inlaid necklace on his neck, and a golden crown on his head. The golden cobra on the crown stared at its blood-red eyes, as if it was about to jump off at any moment.

Majestic and beautiful, a strange combination.

A guard kicked him on the knee, and Mu Xiaomu fell to his knees on the ground.The floor of the main hall is paved with smooth granite, and the knees touch the ground without pain, but with a cool feeling.

The guard named Ferm stood on one side, guarding Ramses on the throne in the posture of a defender.

"Looked up."

The voice came from the front, low and inexplicably pleasant.

Mu Xiaomu raised his head, his eyes didn't dare to move around, so he had to carefully look at the young pharaoh on the throne.Amidst the jewels, Ramses' hair has a touch of red, lazily draped over his wheat-colored skin.

His eyes were long and narrow, and the tails of his eyes were raised. Ramses squinted his eyes half-closed, and looked at Mu Xiaomu's whole body carefully. His tone was unquestionable: "What is your relationship with General Erta?"

"..."

Mu Xiaomu was silent, muttering in his heart: It doesn't matter.

"You don't look like a person here, do you come from farther east?"

Mu Xiaomu murmured, "I was captured by that pervert named Erta. I'm a resident of the town, not a spy..."

Ferm stood on one side with his arms down, his face was like a sculpture, expressionless.

Ramses raised his chin slightly with a haughty expression.

Mu Xiaomu immediately wanted to slap himself, but no one said he was a spy, so what was he worrying about!

Guilty glanced at Ramses on the throne, the latter was looking at him closely, Mu Xiaomu didn't dare to make a sound with his eyes that seemed to tear him apart.

After a long time, Ramses clapped his hands, and several guards stood out from both sides.

"Take him outside and give it to Juches."

With just a few words, Mu Xiaomu was pulled out of the resplendent palace as if his fate had been decided.

Outside the door, apart from two rows of guards, there was a man standing on the left side.

The man was wearing the same loincloth as the guards, with shoulder-length brown hair and a pair of smiling eyes, giving people a friendly feeling.

The guards brought Mu Xiaomu to Youqisi, and Yuqisi looked at him with a smile: "I am Youqisi, the king's servant."

Mu Xiaomu didn't regain his composure for a while, and said in a daze: "My name is Mu Xiaomu..."

"Mu? Tell you to be a shepherd." Juchess smiled and led him to the curved corridor on the left, and asked along the way: "I heard that you were brought into the palace from General Erta's house?"

Mu Xiaomu looked around, the corridor made of solid stone was clean and spotless, the pillars on both sides were engraved with the shape of lotus, and some portraits of Egyptian women were drawn, with their hands raised upwards, and above their heads were golden sun.

Mu Xiaomu came back to his senses, and asked cautiously, "Where are you taking me?"

Juchess stopped, pointed at a tall and magnificent palace in front of him, with gentle eyes, "That's the palace of the great Pharaoh."

So?

Mu Xiaomu winked at Youqisi with a naive look.

"From now on, you will be honored to be Pharaoh's servant."

On the tenth day after Mu Xiaomu arrived at the palace, it was the first New Year here.

In mid-June, Sirius rises from the east, symbolizing the beginning of a new year.Immediately following the arrival of the rainy season in Egypt, the tide of the Nile River rose, and the calm and gentle river water began to turn green, and God's gifts sprinkled the golden land here.

The lingering warmth of the River Valley Feast Festival has not dissipated, and people are busy preparing for the New Year again.

There was also a joyous scene in the palace.

Mu Xiaomu, as the Pharaoh's servant and Youches's little follower, has been particularly busy these days.

Juchess is a mild-mannered person, and his often squinted smiling eyes make people feel close to him involuntarily.He will gently explain to Mu Xiaomu what to do and what to do and what to do.

Whenever this time, Mu Xiaomu would think of Fata.

Fata must be looking for him all over the world, but he is not allowed to step out of the gate of the palace, nor can he communicate with the outside world.

Mu Xiaomu felt very fortunate that Ramses didn't execute him as a spy in the past. After all, he was found in the home of the traitor Erta who was of a different race, so he was very suspected of being a spy.

Although Mu Xiaomu was a little lazy, he was not stupid. Ramses must have had some other purpose in not killing him.

On New Year's Day, the Pharaoh would worship the gods after taking a bath, and pass on God's blessings to the people of Egypt on the temple, letting them know that God has not abandoned his people and that God is with us.

On the same day, Mu Xiaomu followed Youqisi into the temple on the side of the palace.

Looking at the dazzling array of papyrus paintings and tall pillars, Mu Xiaomu sighed to himself, and then began to babble in his heart: If he could bring a genuine piece back to his father, he would surely die of joy.

Thinking about it, Mu Xiaomu doesn't know how to return to modern times!

Passing through the main hall of the temple, the two of them entered the door on one side. The room inside was slightly smaller than the main hall outside. Very clear, the calm surface of the water was rippled by a movement.

Ramses is bathing in the pool.

Originally taller than others, only his vigorous back was exposed in the pool. Crystal water droplets rolled on the wheat-colored skin, and the dazzling long black hair was draped to one side, revealing a slender neck and a perfect profile.

Ramses pulled the white cloak handed over by the maid, and with a wave of his hand, covered his naked upper body.

The maids on both sides respectfully brought wooden trays.

The yellow and blue striped turban, the crown decorated with eagles and cobras, the complicated and gorgeous jewelry, the majestic scepter, the eye of Horus amulet made of precious stones, the maids dressed Ramses neatly one by one, and then retreated to the side.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dark purple smoothness flashed away.Ramses glanced around majestically, and walked outside.Ferm, who was guarding the door, bowed and saluted, and then followed Ramses towards the temple where the sacrificial ceremony was held.

When there were only two people left in the room, Juchess called Mu Xiaomu who was in a daze.

Mu Xiaomu was still engrossed in Ramses' dark night eyes, when Juchess called him unexpectedly, he was taken aback for a moment, and then blurted out.

"Those eyes are more beautiful than the sunset on the Nile."

The author has something to say: =V=~

I really want Lala to be accepted, twist~~

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But according to Lala's aura, I really can't think of anyone who can attack him, ouch~~~