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Fu Zhenhong's former residence.

After Chia and Saixi Tours reached a basic consensus, and with the help of Saixi Tours, she mastered some basic essentials for taking blood before rushing back from her residence to the Thebes Palace.

Qi Ya, who returned to the palace, did not look for Fu Zhenhong's figure as before, and then followed Fu Zhenhong at an appropriate distance.Instead, he sat alone in his room, staring at the dagger in his hand, in a daze.

Maybe it can't be regarded as being in a daze.

Because the words of the man with the half-gold mask kept echoing in Qi Ya's mind.

She guessed the man's identity, but in reality, no one could match the man who was obviously not an ordinary person.

She had actually wondered, since that man had extraordinary abilities, why he didn't come to the Thebes palace in person, and then took part of the blood from Amenhotep IV.

Qi Ya didn't believe any of the man's words.

But there was no way, at that time, as the other party said, if she disagreed, she would be killed immediately by the man.

Fortunately, the man did not set a time for her to take Amenhotep IV's blood, which also gave Chia a chance to breathe.

Think about it.

Although the balance in her heart is more inclined to the man's side, Qi Ya still said so silently to herself in her heart.

After firmly holding the dagger in her palm, Chia took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the window, opened the window, and looked at the tallest building on the east side.

There was the palace of Pharaoh Amenhotep IV.

Wait and see the situation again...

Chia said in her heart again.

At the same moment, Fu Zhenhong's side.

Amenhotep IV's actions were very sharp and fierce, as if he didn't give Fu Zhenhong a chance to breathe.

As he himself said, this is a punishment for Nefertiti, so compared to every previous one, Amenhotte IV's actions this time are obviously more violent and crazier.

The sound of the collision of weapons is the horn of blood and killing, and the light of the knife, the shadow of the sword, and the friction between weapons flash a silver light.

At this moment, Amenhotep IV's offensive against Fu Zhenhong did not see the slightest bloody plunder, but compared with the tense feeling brought by pure pain, the feeling created by his actions against Zhenhong was stronger. It makes people feel refreshed and stunned.

He seemed to be pulling Fu Zhenhong into the world he created.In this world, the high gods make adults seem like fish on a chopping board, fragile, slender, and lovable.

Together with the hot feeling in his heart, it was the dryness in Amenhotep IV's throat. He couldn't help but lowered his head and held the moist teardrops on Nefertiti's eyelashes, and put the tip of his tongue on it. Gently licked and passed.

Tears are salty, but Nefertiti's tears made Amenhotep IV taste a different kind of sweetness.

He said he was punishing Nefertiti, but in fact, the most immersed person was still himself.With a vengeful mentality, Amenhotep IV accelerated.

In the end, when the afterglow of sunset could not see anything.

Everything is at peace.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the sky above her head, there were a few stars twinkling in the darkened sky.His swollen lips parted slightly, calming his rapid breathing.

As for Amenhotep IV, he buried his head on the side of Fu Zhenhong's neck, his sweaty hair was intertwined with Fu Zhenhong's blond hair, letting Fu Zhenhong's heavy breathing linger Red ears.

After a little relief, Fu Zhenhong pushed Amenhotep IV who was putting the weight on her, but she didn't push.

After a fiery and long intimacy, he didn't have much strength in his body, how could his limp body push away the strong Amenhotep IV.

Fu Zhenhong frowned, her tone was cold: "Get up..."

But when he spoke, the slightly hoarse voice instantly diluted the coldness and sense of distance brought by his icy tone, and instead added a kind of irritating ambiguity.

It seemed that she also realized that her voice was not intimidating at all. After Fu Zhenhong said these two words, she tightly closed her lips and stopped speaking.

And Amenhotep IV laughed softly in Fu Zhenhong's ear. His voice after the voice change period was low, a little deep and hoarse, and there was a kind of ear-piercing in his voice. Itchy magnetic.

He opened his lips, bit Fu Zhenhong's earlobe, and said slowly: "I don't want to get up, I want to just keep you by my side, in my arms."

Fu Zhenhong ignored him, but turned her head away, avoiding Amenhotep IV's warm lips.

Amenhotep IV stared at Fu Zhenhong for a long time, and finally turned sideways and lay beside Fu Zhenhong.

The lawn under her was very soft, and the green grass exuded a natural fragrance, while the surrounding Qizi flowers swayed gently in the night breeze, emitting the same fresh fragrance from the petals.

And in these fragrances, there is also a part of musk that has not completely dissipated. This not strong smell faintly poured into the tip of Amenhotep IV's nose, showing his madness not long ago.

"... Nefertiti..." Amenhotep IV looked at the sky directly above and called Fu Zhenhong's name.

He said, "I like you, very much."

This is a very sincere confession.For Amenhotep IV as a pharaoh, it was already the greatest expression of emotion.

However, no matter how much you like it, you haven't reached the point of love after all.

What Fu Zhenhong needed was Amenhotep IV's deep love for him.So when Amenhotep IV immediately said Nefertiti, please like me a little, Fu Zhenhong didn't give any response.

Amenhotep IV laughed at himself, sure enough, Nefertiti didn't even want to give him a chance.

Although this was the expected result, Amenhotep IV's heart still ached slightly because of it. He turned his head and looked at Nefertiti beside him.

Under the moonlight, the profile of Nefertiti's profile seemed to be sprinkled with a hazy and ethereal halo. The flawless profile made one's heart flutter, but the attitude of rejection made one's heart go cold.

Obviously he was punishing Nefertiti, but in the end the one who was punished was more like Amenhotep IV himself.

The person he likes was snatched from his elder brother through despicable means.No matter how good the reasons are, whether it is said that Nefertiti should not be confined to the position of a small oracle, or that Nefertiti is ambitious and should not be carefully protected under the wings of men, it does not matter. The fact that he snatched Nefertiti over cannot be changed.

Thinking of this, Amenhotep IV, who has never regretted doing anything, actually felt a vague regret at this moment. Perhaps he should not have been so confident and decisive in making Nefertiti his queen. .

Instead, a gentler and more gradual approach should be used to let Nefertiti take the initiative to come closer to him.

But many things happen as they happen.

It is useless to recall.

It's not like him, it's not like him Amenhotep IV.

Even if he recalls what he did back then, perhaps time can really be turned back, but with his personality, he will still do the same thing.

There should be no regrets.

Amenhotep IV stretched out his hand and caressed Fu Zhenhong's delicate and straight nose. The smooth touch between his fingers told him that if he hadn't done that at the beginning, he wouldn't have been able to treat Neve like he is now. Titi casually doing intimate things.

Loss and gain, after all, cannot be clearly distinguished in a few words.

Amenhotep IV lowered his eyebrows, and before Fu Zhenhong was about to avoid his fingertips, he withdrew his hand that touched the bridge of Fu Zhenhong's nose.

The two stayed in silence for quite a while before Amenhotep IV got up, put on the clothes scattered around him, then hugged Fu Zhenhong, whose body was limp, and walked towards the in the palace.

There are no servants in this palace. It was not long after Amenhotep IV ordered people to plant a sea of ​​flowers in seven poses, and he specially asked craftsmen to build it for a temporary rest.

The decoration of the entire palace is very simple, not very gorgeous, not as magnificent as the main palace, but the overall is quite elegant.

After Amenhotep IV carried Fu Zhenhong into the palace, he walked all the way to the bathing room.When he was about to clean Fu Zhenhong's body, he was rejected by Fu Zhenhong.

Amenhotep IV didn't force it either. He knew Nefertiti's character, so he only said, "I'll wait for you outside."

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer him, and walked towards the pool of water in the middle of the bathroom in silence.

Amenhotep IV stared at Fu Zhenhong's back for a few seconds, finally looked away, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

While waiting for Fu Zhenhong to take a bath, Amenhotep IV sat in the room and drew pictures on the papyrus with black ink.

Not long after, there was a slight movement outside the room, and then, someone knocked on the door from outside.

The palace where Amenhotep IV lived, like the large sea of ​​flowers not far away, was a forbidden area of ​​the imperial city of Thebes.The rule on the surface is that no one can break in except for Pharaoh Amenhotep IV.

In private, as Amenhotep IV's former secret guard, Gary has been here countless times.

"Your Majesty," Gary called out.

"Come in." Amenhotep IV put down his pen.

After Gary opened the door and walked in, he first respectfully greeted Amenhotep IV, and then informed Amon that Queen Nefertiti had registered a guard with the envoy after she returned to her residence. Hotep IV.

When Fu Zhenhong did this, she never thought of concealing it, so as long as she checked a little carefully, she would know that he had registered a guard.

"Is it called Sisis..." Amenhotep IV pursed his lips, and thought flashed across his eyes.

"Can you see me?" Amenhotep IV asked.

Gary shook his head: "I haven't seen it." After he replied, his eyes paused for a while on the lazy expression of Amenhotep IV after the affair, and then he added as if nothing had happened: "It should be the queen who asked the man named Sisis's men are in the room."

When Amenhotep IV heard the words, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Then maybe I should go and meet this man named Sisis in person."

Amenhotep IV's words were not just words.After the routine meeting of ministers on the second day, Amenhotep IV went alone to the residence where the queen once lived when Nefertiti was temporarily unable to escape due to dealing with a priest's incident.

Cecis...

Amenhotep IV sneered, he really wanted to see this person who appeared beside Nefertiti and was registered as a bodyguard by Nefertiti himself.

"Your Majesty, we're here." Gary's voice sounded from outside the carriage.

Amenhotep IV got out of the carriage and walked towards the gate in front of him expressionlessly.

The waiter in charge of the gate opened the gate after bowing to Amenhotep IV.

Amenhotep IV entered the residence, followed by Gary.Not long after they walked, when they passed through a long corridor and passed a corner, they saw a man in black with his back turned to them.

Almost a possible intuition.

Amenhotep IV confirmed that this man was the one named Sisis.

At this time, the man with his back to Amenhotep IV also turned around as if he had sensed something.