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After Giottjano finished speaking, the already quiet environment instantly fell into an even more eerie silence.

The Egyptians didn't expect this Hittite's wish to be uttered. They all opened their eyes wide in surprise, and stared at the smiling young man, as if to make sure they had heard correctly.

"I want to see the face under the mask of the envoy." Chotejano didn't care about the reaction of the people at all, but stared at Fu Zhenhong's eyes, and repeated his wish unhurriedly.

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Choatejano noticed that Nefertiti's eyes were always calm and calm, and did not cause any ripples because of his words.

Perhaps it was because the other party had expected that he would say such a wish, or maybe it was because he said that this wish was insignificant to Nefertiti.

Compared with Fu Zhenhong's indifference, Amenhotep IV was in a bad mood.

His thin lips were tightly closed, and a sharp cold light and chill appeared in his falcon-like eyes, and he shot at the man who disrupted his original plan and tried to see Nefertiti's true face under the mask like a blade.

Choatejano felt the menacing gaze of Pharaoh on his face, and also felt that the atmosphere became more and more condensed with this silence.

But so what?The rules are on the surface.

This link was also established by the Egyptians themselves.

Giottjano raised his eyebrows, and stuck the gold bracelet to his chest, as if to remind everyone that he did not offend, but obeyed the rules, and the wish he made was completely reasonable.

Amenhotep IV understood what the Hittite wanted to express, but it was precisely because he understood that he became more and more irritable.

Whether it is selfishness or other reasons, Amenhotep IV does not want Nefertiti's true face to be seen by others, especially if these two backgrounds are included in these people. the Hittites.

His intuition told him that if the twin brothers saw Nefertiti's face, things would definitely become more and more troublesome.

Having seen Nefertiti's true face, he knows best that no one can be truly indifferent under Nefertiti's face.

But Amenhotep IV also knew that today is the Opet Festival, and the lucky person who gets the gold bracelet makes a wish to the angel or the high priest that can be fulfilled on the spot. It is an unbreakable tradition of the Opate Festival. , he didn't have a perfect reason to stop aloud.

What's more, with this man's identity as a Hittite, the wish he made has already restrained his edge compared to other content related to the political affairs of the two countries.

For now, the decision rests with Nefertiti.

Thinking of this, Amenhotep IV turned his gaze to the envoy who had been silent all this time.

Not just Pharaoh Amenhotep IV, at this moment, everyone's eyes were on Fu Zhenhong alone.

Fu Zhenhong took two steps forward, and after standing on the edge of the longboard tour bus, she lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the man standing below.

The opponent's back is straight, and his body is tall. "I think God made His Excellency take off the mask," he said again.

"Okay." Fu Zhenhong responded. Although there was only one word, it was such a simple word that made everyone nervous unconsciously.

Will we be able to see the true face of God Envoy soon...

The people below clenched their fists excitedly. They straightened their bodies, stretched their necks, pursed their lips and stared at the envoy on the cruise bus without blinking, for fear of missing any beautiful moments of the envoy. .

Perhaps because of the influence of these people, Giottjano was originally curious and interested, but now he also became nervous.

He watched Nefertiti raise his hand, and watched the other person take off the golden mask.

Fair and flawless skin, delicate and impeccable nose, and beautiful lips like flower petals, it was an appearance that had been meticulously drawn by the gods.

The moment they saw Nefertiti's face clearly, the people below gasped, holding their breath and staring blankly at this stunning beauty, even thinking for a moment that they were in a dream.

"This...is this the envoy of God!" Some people in the crowd were so excited to see this beauty that they stammered.

"It's so beautiful! Even the banks of the Nile under the setting sun are not half as youthful as God's Envoy."

"Nefertiti! Nefertiti! The most beautiful person has come, this name is simply born for the envoy of God!"

"..."

Compared with these people who seemed to have fallen into fanatical admiration, Choatejano, who faced Fu Zhen's red face, didn't have such an exaggerated reaction, but there was a hint of amazement in his eyes.

The halo sprinkled on Nefertiti's body, as if covering him with a sacred and inviolable veil.It should be noble and inviolable, but it also reveals a contradictory sense of bewilderment that makes people want to embrace it.

Chotejano wasn't sure if he was also affected, but he knew very well that at this moment, his heart suddenly seemed to be gently scratched by something, an inexplicable itching.

It turned out that those rumors were not exaggerated at all. Not only were they not exaggerating, but they did not really describe Nefertiti's beauty.

Nefertiti's good looks are full of aggression, and it can hit people's hearts at a glance, causing ripples.

It's obviously extremely cold and glamorous, but because of the tear mole under the corner of the eye, it has a kind of seductive coquettishness and charm.

Perhaps as long as he is willing, beauty is his sword, and everyone, regardless of gender, will prostrate at his feet, just to get his favor.

Fu Zhenhong looked down at Joe Tejano who was still a little unrepentant, he leaned down slightly, and just put his face close to this man, "Do you see clearly?" Fu Zhenhong asked in a low voice, the corners of his lips With a slight hook, a somewhat bewitching beauty flowed out of the shallow arc.

Giottjano, who has always boasted of being a romantic man and is able to handle affairs with ease among beauties, felt a burning sensation in his ears at this moment. After meeting Nefertiti's pupils, his heart speeded up for a few seconds.

Supiro Uma, who was standing not far away, frowned slightly. He and Yano are twin brothers, and they can sense each other's emotions.

Yano's heart was racing now.

He is nervous.

Supiluli Uma put his hands on his chest, and his... beating frequency also became disordered.

He pursed his lips, raised his feet and walked in the direction of Chotejano, preparing to take away this younger brother who was involved in it with a spectator mentality but was influenced by Nefertiti.

However, before Supiluliuma took two steps, he heard Nefertiti say something to Choatejano.

"Tell me, what's your name." Fu Zhenhong's tone was lukewarm, and her voice didn't fluctuate much, but it sounded nice.

Choatejano also came back to his senses completely at this time, and he did not deliberately hide his name after returning to his normal state: "Jotejano." He said directly.

Choatejano?

That is the younger brother of the twins.After getting the answer, Fu Zhenhong stood up straight, glanced lightly at her elder brother Supiluli Uma who was walking towards this side, and then put on the golden mask again.

The people who could no longer see the face of the Messenger of God touched their chests with some regret, and slowly calmed down the heartbeat that was shocked by Nefertiti's face.

Supiluliuma walked to Chotejano's side and signaled with his eyes that he should go.

Choatejano immediately understood what he meant, and after a moment of silence, he said to Fu Zhenhong meaningfully: "Nefertiti, I look forward to meeting you once." Uma leaves.

After the episode of the two Hittites, the parade of the Opate Festival continued in an orderly manner.But because Fu Zhenhong took off his mask and showed his face, the people who saw his true face still couldn't look up to the gods in their hearts with a devout and free heart like they did at the beginning.

Nefertiti's face appeared in their minds. Even though the excitement was no longer on the face, they still couldn't completely calm down in their hearts.

If it is said that before seeing Nefertiti's true face, they had admiration and admiration for this mysterious envoy, then after seeing the beauty under the mask of Nefertiti, they felt a little more in their hearts. A somewhat dark and subtle thought.

They began to feel that the envoy should either always be on top, keep a distance from everyone, and not be owned by anyone, or he should lie in his arms and be loved carefully.

They no longer think that the marriage contract between Nefertiti, the messenger of the gods, and Secythus, the usher of the gods, is a match.

Saixi Tours, who had been standing below, couldn't hear the thoughts of these people, but he could guess some of them from the expressions of these people.

It can be said that he is in a very bad mood now, the boredom in his heart has cast a cloud of haze on his usual gentle face, and the coldness and obscurity have accumulated in his pupils.

He wanted to walk up to Nefertiti immediately, hug him, kiss him, and tell those who coveted his lover that Nefertiti was his and could only belong to him.

This eagerness to announce to the whole of Egypt made Saixi Tours unable to bear himself to stay in this place where his emotions became impetuous, and he couldn't keep calm.

So he went to the Luxor Temple on the south bank of Thebes first, and then followed Fu Zhenhong directly when he got off the tour bus and walked into a separate rest tent.

"Neftiti." Saixi Tours called Fu Zhenhong, stepped forward and hugged Fu Zhenhong tightly in her arms from behind.

Feeling the soft touch in his arms, Saixi Tours' mood, which had been depressed all day, improved slightly.As if forced to seek proof, he rested his chin on Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, like a large injured canine, seeking comfort from Fu Zhenhong to soothe his anxiety.

"Nefertiti, you are mine, right?" His tone was low, with a little hoarseness in his voice, as if he was trying his best to suppress some kind of dark emotion that shouldn't grow.

But after he finished saying this, without waiting for Fu Zhenhong's answer, he slowly stroked the skin on the side of Fu Zhenhong's neck with his lips, hoping to gain peace of mind through this intimacy.

If it was in the past, Saixi Tours, who loves carefully, would definitely not make such an inappropriate move against Zhenhong.But today his ups and downs are too great, and he can no longer control his heart of wanting to be close to the one he loves.

"Neftiti, I want to kiss you." Saixi Tours said in Fu Zhenhong's ear, her voice was lower than before, revealing a desire related to lust.