Heartthrob collapsed today 2

"I think it's dirty." After saying this, Fu Zhenhong left directly, leaving Choatejano and Subiliuma who were standing there relatively speechless.

Giottjano rubbed his chin lightly, and looked at Fu Zhenhong's leaving back. Even though he heard the other party's disgusting words so straightforwardly, he didn't feel angry at all.

Probably a beauty like Nefertiti, no matter how arrogant and rude, no one would really get angry.

"Brother, I like him." Chotejano withdrew his gaze from Fu Zhenhong's back, and turned to Supiro Uma.There was still a bright smile on his face, but there was no hint of a joke in his eyes.

Supiruma frowned slightly, "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Giottjano nodded, "I want Nefertiti."

Supiluliuma was silent when he heard the words.

He lowered his thick eyelashes slightly, and the dark eyelashes revealed a black shadow under the eyelids, as if an unpredictable thought flowed out from the gap of these dark eyelashes.

Seeing that Supiluliumma didn't speak, Choatejano said again in a vague way: "Brother, don't you want to?" He said with a low smile: "Brother probably likes Nefertiti in his heart, right? After all, we are twins."

Supiluliuma remained silent.

But Choateyano already knew Supiroliuma's answer.

The curvature of the corners of his lips widened a bit, and his mood became obviously happy.

He was looking forward to the banquet more and more.

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The venue of this banquet was set up in the most spacious and luxurious hall of Thebes Imperial Palace.

The hall is a standard square structure, and the entire banquet hall is supported by four cylindrical stone pillars as a whole, and the walls on all sides are bright white.

Such a pure white color is not only a beautiful symbol of the white lotus, but also to better reflect the harsh and scorching sun outside.

The horses of the guests are tied outside the hall and in the stables behind, and the staple food required for the banquet is all processed on the right side of the hall.

At this time, before the banquet started, many nobles and ministers had already come to the hall first.These people stood chatting together in twos and threes, and the orderly maids and waiters busily walked past these guests, making the final preparations for the start of the banquet.

Because Fu Zhenhong's bathing room was used by Giottjano, it took him some time to choose a clean bathing room.

When he came to the hall wearing a golden mask, everyone was present except for Pharaoh Amenhotep IV.

Fu Zhenhong's appearance instantly quieted down the noisy banquet hall.

Everyone looked at Fu Zhenhong one after another, especially some of the younger aristocratic children, who hadn't been matured enough by the power and schemes to not be surprised by honor or disgrace, and their faces were blushing with joy and excitement.

Fu Zhenhong glanced around casually, and saw Choatejano and Supiro Uma sitting at the bottom right of the main seat.

Sensing Fu Zhenhong's gaze, Supiluliuma just looked back blankly, while Jotejano smiled at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong's eyes didn't stop, he didn't have these two brothers in this world who needed a strategy, so naturally he wouldn't pay unnecessary attention.

Right now, Fu Zhenhong is somewhat interested in a young man sitting diagonally across from the twins.

With his back straight and his lips tightly closed, the boy sat quietly in his seat.The fragrant wax on the top of his head was carefully carved into a wreath-like circle, which well modified the boy's bald head without a strand of hair.

Compared with the surrounding environment where there are at least two people sitting alone, the teenager sitting alone seems somewhat abrupt and out of gregarious.

Originally, Karsvon, who was still studying as a priest, had no chance to come here for such a grand banquet, but since the high priest Kale was busy with other things today, he really couldn't spare time to come to the banquet, so he let the His successor, Karl Svohn, came in his place.

Karlsvorn hated this kind of banquet very much, but for his own benefit and the consideration of long-term future development, he had to restrain the disgust in his heart and try to make himself adapt and even like it.

After all, this is indeed a rare opportunity for Karlsvorn to expand his network.

And, more importantly... I can see Nefertiti again.

Thinking of this, Karsvorn nervously met the gaze of the God Envoy.

After his eyes touched those deep and cold blue eyes, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his hands that were lying flat on his legs unconsciously clenched.

Nefertiti...remember him?

Karl Svohn was both looking forward to and apprehensive.The anticipation is because Nefertiti looked at him from so many people, and the anxiety is because Nefertiti has forgotten him.

Thinking of the chance encounter that day, Karlsforn's ears felt faintly hot, and the beauty that suddenly crashed into him that day took root in his heart, spreading faster and faster day by day.

As the successor of the High Priest, no one knows better than Karlsvorn that priests cannot have real feelings, let alone any erotic desires.

Before he met Nefertiti, Karlsforn had always been well-behaved, his life was simple, and he had never been curious about other people or things other than priests.

But ever since I saw Nefertiti that day, I had a secret thought in my heart.Even in the extremely quiet night, he had that kind of dream for the first time. Although the face of the person in the dream was blurred, only Nefertiti could understand that brilliant long blond hair and cold blue eyes. have.

When he woke up, he felt a chill in his heart and a sense of anxiety that was close to panic. He carefully took off the bed sheet and vigorously scrubbed the bed sheet stained with white liquid over and over again.

On the one hand, he felt that it was dirty, whether it was the bed sheet or himself who had such a dream, but on the other hand, he felt an extremely subtle, inexplicable and immoral stimulation.

In those few days, it seemed like it was about to break down.

His mind seemed to split in two.

A voice said that he should not think about Nefertiti anymore. Nefertiti is the messenger of the gods and the person who made a marriage contract with the guide of the gods, Sisi Tours.

And he is a priest, so he cannot have such feelings, that would be betraying the god he believes in.

But another voice said, Nefertiti is so beautiful, he is the messenger of God, sent by the great God Amon to let him meet.When they met in the water for the first time that day, Nefertiti evoked his inner throbbing, changing his cognition from a boy to a man.

So his relationship with Nefertiti should not stop there.

These two voices echoed in his mind, and for a moment, Karl Svohn even had the illusion that he was about to blow up.

But now, after meeting Nefertiti's gaze, Karlsforn felt that there were two voices talking in his mind again.

"Neftiti, my dear envoy, there is a vacancy here." A magnetic and pleasant male voice interrupted Karsvorn's thoughts, and also interrupted Fu Zhenhong and Karsforn's gaze.

Fu Zhenhong ignored the owner of the voice. Instead, Karlsforn frowned and looked in the direction of the voice.

It was the prince of Hittite, and Karl Svehn remembered that this smiling man was called Chotejano.

He doesn't like this man.

Whether it was because the other party said Hittites, or because the other party interrupted him and Nefertiti.

Giottjano raised his eyebrows, and smiled at Karl Svehn. It was obviously still a bright and sunny smile, but for no reason revealed a kind of arrogance that didn't put people in his eyes.

Karl Svohn's face turned cold, and he looked away from him.

Giottjano clicked his tongue, and suddenly shrugged his shoulders bored.Although he admitted that he was indeed a bit bored, he actually had fun with a boy who was half his age.

Sure enough, it was Nefertiti's fault.

Giottjano picked up his glass and took a sip of the spirits.

At the end, he took another look at the vacant seat specially reserved for Nefertiti, blinked his eyes, and sighed a little sadly, "Brother, I'm so sad, my vacant seat was left for nothing." Speaking pompously.

Supiro Uma said indifferently: "Didn't you already know that this would be the result?"

"Hey..." Chotejano sighed sadly again, staring straight at Nefertiti who chose to sit in the row opposite them.

Although the seats at the banquet are basically random, but subtly, everyone will choose the appropriate seat according to the corresponding status and power.

Fu Zhenhong is the messenger of God. Although many people wanted to invite him to sit beside them, only Choatejano really dared to speak.

Fu Zhenhong finally sat on the left of Karsvorn, which was close to the pharaoh's seat.

Although each table has two seats in a row, and the distance between the tables is about one meter, when Fu Zhenhong sat down, she still clearly felt that Karl Svorn was approaching him. The body collapsed a little.

With the intention of teasing Karlsvorn, Fu Zhenhong deliberately put her temple on one hand and turned her face to his side.

Under Fu Zhenhong's casual and indifferent gaze, the young man who tried his best to maintain his composure blushed gradually, and the heat gradually spread from the base of his ears to his neck.

And the people who had been paying attention to Fu Zhenhong's movements also followed Fu Zhenhong's gaze to Karlsvorn.

"Brother, although it's not right to be fussy with children, the little priest opposite always makes me feel a little bit of an eyesore." Chotejano narrowed his eyes dangerously, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

He could feel that Nefertiti, who was so cold-tempered that she didn't seem to care much about anything, had an unusual concern for this young priest.

Could it be that there is something different about this young priest?

Giottjano was thinking about it, but a loud shout from the voice transmission waiter interrupted his thinking.

"His Majesty Amenhotep IV arrives—"

After the words fell, Amenhotep IV, wearing a red and white double crown pattern representing Upper and Lower Egypt on his head, stepped into the banquet hall.

"Why is it so quiet?" His eyes scanned the hall, and finally settled on Fu Zhenhong.