swear to love heaven

Who's going to tell her what... what the hell is going on?

Khaleesi couldn't believe her eyes, did she stand in the sun for too long, so she had delusional hallucinations?

The confused and chaotic thoughts for a moment were made even more messy by the bloody air. When two figures covered in blood but whose injuries could not be seen appeared in front of them, Khaleesi had completely lost her breath and just Even her heartbeat was stifled by something... The only perception she had left was tears that she couldn't hold back, and when she was unconscious, they rushed out of her open eye sockets violently.

Startled, she ran over, only then did she realize that she couldn't even control her legs, and almost tripped over the short grass at her feet.

Walking hastily, he came to them, looked at the two people lying on the stretcher, their blue eyes were full of tears, their trembling lips were half opened, looking at them in disbelief, their eyes were pierced by the bright red blood The pain was very painful, dull pain, which spread rapidly throughout the whole body in the mountain wind blowing behind him.

"You, you... what's the matter?" She asked, her voice trembling, her hands tightly clutching her skirt, the soft gauze skirt was soaked in the cold sweat of her palm.

Lemomena clenched his throat, his eyes flickered, and said with self-reproach: "The last time we were attacked by a pack of wolves in the woods, do you still remember?" He frowned slightly in pain. "The wolf attacked me and Sharma again. This time the wolf pack was too large. We... had a little accident."

The icy blue tears, shining with the brilliance of the sun, were suffocated by the frosty temperature, anxiously looking between them, a gleam of sullenness floated on the delicate face, and the faint red was suffocating.

"This is called a 'little accident'? What are you thinking, Lemomena?" Her voice was very soft, and the lightness could be blown away by a gust of wind, as if she was exhausted and there was only a little strength left at this moment.

However, the tone expressed through this sentence was as heavy as a rock, which made Lemomena's breath sink, and then the light in those tea eyes sank, which gradually deepened and dimmed.

"Kalixi, we just got some injuries, it's not a big deal." Sharma couldn't stand it any longer, and made a sound to save her.

He raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face, and the new tears continued the old ones even more.

There was no response, she took a deep breath, her chest was filled with the hot summer wind, she heard the heavy heartbeat in her eardrums, dull, desolate, and frightened.

"Hemostatic medicine, as well as clean bandages and hot water, hurry up and get ready!" Kalixi ordered to the people beside her, her frowning eyebrows never untied.

Several maids immediately nodded and hurriedly started to prepare.

"Witch doctor."

"The minister is here." The accompanying witch doctor stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Stop the bleeding first, you go check the wound, if the internal organs are injured, don't move them, just set up a camp here and start treatment." Confessed in an orderly manner, came to Sharma's side, lifted the corner of her clothes, the clothes were covered The blood stuck to the skin, and the slightest movement still caused Sharma to suck in pain.

Worried, unbearable, and angry. "How about it?"

While checking on Sharma's condition, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the witch doctor inspecting Lemomenna's injuries, worried about her condition, just a quick glance, and Lemomenna was also seriously injured... But, he was already on the brink of death Worried, but was gently hidden by Kalixi.

"It's okay, I won't just die like this." Sharma said with a smile, obviously a little guilty.

He gave her a blank look, took the clean wet cloth handed over by the maid, and wiped the wound lightly, with tears streaming down his face. "She is willful, are you going to be so willful? When will you grow up?"

The burning pain from the wound, and the wind blowing on the wound turned into scalding knives, cutting her nerves one by one. "We did something wrong, don't be angry. You see, we have also learned a lesson, so please forgive us, Your Highness Khaleesi."

Biting her lip, her eyes were wet with tears, she suppressed the slight trembling of her lips and teeth, and replied, "It's all hurt like this, and you're still glib. Sharma, you..." Dumbly, I wanted to scold her, look Looking at her injuries, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Looking sideways, I happened to see Lemomena's gaze cast behind Kalixi. It was an extremely hurt gaze, like a puppy who was injured and could not be comforted by its master. Expectation, jealousy, and some inexplicable urgency .

If it weren't for the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, Sharma would really think that she was wrong, because such a desolate gaze appeared in those brown eyes that seemed to understand weakness. It's funny.

"Go and take a look at her, I think her eyes are about to burn." The fire that destroyed the valley just now seemed to rekindle in the brown eyes, silently burning the heavens and the earth.

As soon as the movement stopped, the hand holding the wet cloth hung in mid-air, just for a moment, Khaleesi continued to clean the wound, without raising her head, a long and indifferent voice came from under the hair hanging around her face. "The witch doctor will take care of her."

Ever since she crouched down to clean Sharma's wound, the burning sensation on her back continued unabated... She knew it was Lemomena who was watching her.

Annoyed at Lemomena's willful and reckless behavior, and even more angry at her reckless stubbornness, as the regent of Hittite, her life is far more important than everything else, why can't she understand this truth!

Khalixi knew that the Hittite regent's apparent indifference and hostility towards Sharma came from a certain feeling in Sharma's heart... I am not stupid, of course I know that every time Sharma looks at her In his eyes, what did those twinkling eyes represent, and how could Lemomenna not know the deep meaning in them.

As early as when they were treating the Pharaoh's poison in Egypt, Sharma almost confessed her heart to her. Khaleesi didn't want the situation to become more complicated, so she resolutely stopped her words that had slipped out of her mouth.

Khaleesi admits that she likes Sharma very much, but that is just the love between friends, not the feeling of lovers.

Fate, occasionally making a joke unintentionally, but requires people to pay an unimaginable price...

"Princess, the regent didn't hurt any internal organs, most of them were skin injuries, but the leg injury was serious, and I'm afraid he can't move for the time being. Do you think you should set up camp here, or return to the palace immediately for treatment?" The witch doctor reported the situation and waited. Watching Khaleesi's decision.

Putting the blood-stained cloth into the basin, the clean water immediately turned into muddy water exuding blood, she got up, and said: "Hurry up and show General Sharma, if there is no internal injury, you should go back to the palace immediately. Now the weather is hot and it's outdoors, which is not conducive to wound recovery."

"Yes." Nodding, the witch doctor quickly squatted down, saluted Sharma, and said softly, "General, I'm sorry."

"Yeah." Nodding, turning his face slightly.

Suppressing the idea of ​​going to Lemomenna's side to check the injury, the moment Kalixi turned around, the skirt slid over the tip of the grass, causing a flash of surprise in her brown eyes. The surprise turned into gray disappointment.

Staring fixedly at Kalixi's slender back bathed in the sun, the light skirt blooming in the wind is like a cold flower, which makes people want to hold on tightly, but is at a loss as to what to do.

Leaning back, closing his eyes, the hand by his side was clenched tightly at some point, and his fingertips pricked his palm, giving birth to a strange tingling pain, just like his current mood.

"Go back and coax her well, don't worry." Watching Khaleesi go away, Sharma sighed helplessly, this time they went too far, no wonder she was so angry.

Without moving or even opening his eyes, Lemomena just lay quietly, listening to the mountain wind blowing in his ears, and the hot temperature blowing away a long sigh from his lips, no one heard him.

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The Hittite palace suddenly became very busy. Apart from preparing for the birthday celebration step by step, and because Lemomenna and Sharma were injured from hunting, there were many extra things to do.

The maid was busy all day long, wearing a flaxen skirt and walking down the winding corridor, her expression was tense, but she was very quiet.

The witch doctor stayed in the palace from morning to night, studying how to make the two recover as soon as possible. The bundles of medical books were turned upside down, and a group of old witch doctors with white beards were fighting over the amount of medicine.

Khaleesi quietly wrote two prescriptions for their injuries, and handed them to the witch doctor for revision.The old witch doctors passed on the prescription, but they couldn't find anything wrong for a long time.Smiling and flattering, they were dismissed by Khaleesi's tepid orders before they finished their compliments.

Gently pushing away the cup that Titi brought, she got up and walked outside.

"Princess, do you want to go to Yuelin Hall to see the regent?" Putting down the cup, Titi asked in a low voice.

His eyes flickered, for a moment, he shook his head. "Go and see Sharma."

A little helplessness was written on Titi's face, but she still nodded respectfully and followed Khaleesi's pace.

Since they came back from outside the city, Khaleesi has become the busiest person in the palace. In order to take care of the two injured, she ran back and forth between the two palaces every day...

Yuelin Hall is the bedroom of Lemomenna, and it should be her resting place.Groups of maids and servants waited respectfully on the side, but still failed to get the regent's good face.

The reason is simple, Khaleesi is not here.

Kalixi would come over every day when Lemomena was changing her medicine, and watched the maid help her change her new medicine, and often she left just after the medicine was changed.

Lemomena was very quiet, the breath of silence was like a ray of wind seeping out of the dark night, she never called out Bu Lixi's footsteps, and just let her leave lightly.

When Kalixi moved to the small hall of Moonside Hall for the night on the grounds that Lemomena needed to rest, Lemomena's face froze suddenly. Just when everyone thought she would object, she actually He just moved his lips, and turned his eyes stiffly, and the brown eyes silently cast out of the window, which was so quiet that it made people feel nervous.

In this way, both of them inexplicably chose to use silence instead of communication. You don't speak, I don't speak, and it's awkward for three days.

These three days were three long days, three days of torment, which brought the atmosphere of this exquisite palace down to freezing point.

Walking in the exquisite and luxurious Yuelin Temple, the shallow relief statues on the walls, and the deep and long winding corridors under the feet, without exception, are surrounded by this thick and suffocating oppressive air, and the green and refreshing mountain breeze blows Under the sunlight, they danced silently among the huge stone pillars, and they became the only charming and vivid things in this palace.

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After coming out of Sharma's palace, instead of going directly back to Yuelin Hall, he went to the Witch Doctor Department and discussed with them.The prescription needs to be further modified. As their injuries get better, some strong herbs must be replaced with warm ones.

After discussing the time for half a cup of tea, Kalixi got up and left. Before leaving, she did not forget to ask the new medicine to be prepared early tomorrow morning.

The witch doctors respectfully sent them to the door and bowed in salute.

Under the guidance of torches, the long corridor with nine twists and ten turns is like a faint river winding in the cool night wind.He closed his eyes, looked at the bluestone ground covered with flames, and stared obsessively at the colorful shadows cast by the skirt under his feet. The circle of light-colored shadows bloomed like waves and flowers, like countless elves hiding beside him, they were silent He followed closely, but in the gust of mountain wind that came around, he whispered in a whisper.

It seems to be a low-pitched ridicule, or a whisper, or a shallow sigh...

Slowing down, looking sideways at the outside of the corridor, a majestic silhouette undulates under the dark night sky, and the scattered buildings and continuous mountains can be vaguely discerned. The bustling Hatusa has receded from the bustling day, and it is as quiet as a bird. Lying beside the towering holy mountain like a tired beast.

Summer night is as quiet as the beginning of the sky and the earth. The gorgeous stars polish the night, and together with the moonlight like water, they create a thousand layers of silver that shimmers in the sky.

The unhurried pace, the casual mood, and the untouched brows and eyes reveal the exhaustion that Xingyue can't occupy.

"Open!" Titi's voice came, a little angry.

"What's going on?" He glanced at the maid by the door and asked.

"The door was locked, and I asked her to open it, but she said there was no key."

Frowning, he looked at the door of the side hall, and an iron lock was hung on the door.Without saying a word, he turned his gaze to the little maid who had kept her head down, and sighed, feeling vaguely clear in her heart.

"The Prince Regent sent someone to lock it up." The little maid confessed without waiting to ask, she still felt aggrieved.

Sure enough, alas...

"Go to the right hall." Turning around, before lifting her foot, the timid voice of the little maid sounded behind her.

"Princess...that, that..."

Titi was not happy, and she was not easy to get angry, so she lightly reprimanded: "What are you stuttering, tell me quickly."

"The right hall is also...locked."

"Let's go, Titi, go to the library." Sighed again, not tired, but helpless.

The little maid frowned, with a bitter face, she didn't even dare to raise her head, and an annoyed voice came from under her drooping head. "...Princess, you...you can't get out."