"Talk about your future with mine."

Amenhotep IV's deep voice revealed a very subtle joy.

Even though his brother's body was still lying in the cold coffin, he didn't even bother to pretend to be sad on his face, and even his words were full of coveting for his brother's lover.

Fu Zhenhong's face was covered by a golden mask, so people couldn't see the change of expression on his face, but from the coldness and darkness emerging from his exposed blue eyes and the air falling around him, one could judge his mood at the moment Very bad.

The atmosphere became a little stiff at this moment.

The mourners quietly glanced at Amenhotep IV who walked in front of Nefertiti.

His Majesty IV looked at Nefertiti, and they vaguely grasped a certain point.

What His Majesty Amenhotep IV said...and the future of Nefertiti, the messenger of God...will it be what they want?

As the person closest to Fu Zhenhong at the moment, Latwa could clearly see the monopolistic desire for Nefertiti shown in the pupils of their boss, Amenhotep IV.

He wanted to deny it in his heart.

But eyes are not deceiving.

His Majesty Amenhotep IV wanted Nefertiti, the lover of his brother who died not long ago.

It's ridiculous.

However, he has no way to stop it, has no position, and has no right. In the end, he can only deceive himself and tell himself in his heart that things may not be what he thinks.

Latwa's face was tense, he retracted his eyes and lowered his eyes, but when his eyes fell on Secy Tours in the coffin again, suddenly, at this moment, it seemed that something was caught Something he had overlooked suddenly flashed through his mind.

He thought of the direct cause of the exacerbation of the disease of Mr. Cecil Tours. At that time, Mr. Cecil Tours had already contracted the disease, but because he had just been infected, there was a high probability that there was a possibility of being cured.

As a result, when Master Saixitus got the medicine that could temporarily relieve the attack from the priest, a seven or eight-year-old child jumped out of nowhere and ran to Master Saixitus and pretended to fall. Lord Situls stole the medicine when he went to help him.

At that time, he quickly chased after him, and when the waste full of refugees went to find the child, the other party just happened to feed the stolen medicine directly into the mouth of a dying woman.

At that time, I wished I could go over and strangle the woman who had taken the medicine of Master Saixitusi immediately, but was stopped by Master Sixitusi.

At that moment, Sir Secy Tours was far calmer than him, and he knew very well that the drug had already been taken by the woman, and no matter what he did, he could not change the ending.

And when the priest sent people to get the new medicine again, the wait in time made Mr. Cecy Tours miss the best period of resistance, and it was already too late.

Master Saixi Tours did not punish the mother and child. In the high-pollution area of ​​Abydos, no one is just trying to survive.

Master Saixitusi just lowered his eyebrows and asked him to fetch the papyrus, preparing to write the last letter for the God Envoy who is far away in Thebes.

At that time, he only cared about remorse and self-blame. Now after careful recollection, he realized that there was an inconspicuous dagger beside the delirious woman at that time, and the pattern printed on the front end of the handle of the dagger It is very similar to the pattern of the long sword on the waist of the man next to His Majesty the boss.

In order to confirm the guess in his heart, Latwa looked at the man's saber.

correct!

Although the patterns of the two are not exactly the same, there is a very similar similarity.

Latva's heart began to beat wildly.

The guessing in his heart caused his whole body to shiver unconsciously. His eyes were fixed on the saber, and the hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and his nails were pinched in the palm of his hand because of too much force. There was a bloodstain.

Latwa's gaze quickly caught the attention of the chief guard Gary, and when Gary looked towards him, Latwa lowered his head again.

this person……

Gary frowned slightly.

Latva, on the other hand, tried hard to restrain the idea of ​​telling Nefertiti about the strange things.

Everything is just his guess, not only because it has not been confirmed yet, but also because this is not a good time to talk to God Envoy.

He needs another chance to investigate in secret.

[Xiao Hong, this Latwa is a little strange, just now he was very emotionally ups and downs. ]

[Um. ] Fu Zhenhong naturally felt it too.

But right now, he didn't care about Latwa's emotions, because Amenhotep IV was still waiting for him to give a response.

"Cover the coffin." After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking to Latwa, she looked at Amenhotep IV: "No matter what, we can talk about it after returning to Thebes."

Amenhotep IV raised his eyebrows, but said nothing, as if he was not surprised by Fu Zhenhong's answer.

******

On the way back to Thebes, Fu Zhenhong didn't say a word to Amenhotep IV.It was rare for Amenhotep IV not to bother Fu Zhenhong, and he didn't say anything until he returned to Thebes, "Two days."

Fu Zhenhong was silent.

He knew that this was the last concession Amenhotep IV could make.

two days.

It's not too long, it's not too short.

The news of Secythus' death spread throughout Egypt, and the people of Upper and Lower Egypt fell into a state of mourning.

In the early morning of the second day when Fu Zhenhong returned to Thebes, at the dawn of the morning sun, the high priest Kale held a sacrifice in memory of God's guide, and personally rescued and blessed the soul of Saixi Tours He went smoothly to the afterlife world where only the dead exist.

After the sacrificial ceremony was over, Fu Zhenhong returned to her residence alone.There were very few servants in his residence, and all the dozen or so guards were sent by Fu Zhenhong to protect Qi Ya.

In Fu Zhenhong's room, there was a separate shower room, which was where Fu Zhenhong usually used to wash her body.The interior space of the shower room is an unconventional square, with candles placed on each corner, and incense made of aromatic wax burning next to the candles.

In the south, there is a pattern of the sun overlapping with a bow and arrow engraved on the wall, and at the position pointed by the end of the bow and arrow, there is a pentagram.

Fu Zhenhong walked over and turned the pentagram.

With a dull sound, the wall turned into a door that was opened.

Inside the door is a blooming red lotus, or to be more precise, it is a water flower sea composed of blue lotus flowers stained red with blood.

Fu Zhenhong squatted down and put her hands on the water's edge.

The snake on his wrist slid under the blood lotus and hid in the shallow rippling water.

This snake sucked the blood of Saixi Tours, and now it needs to use this method to slowly integrate a ray of consciousness of Saixi Tours into the brain.

[Xiao Hong, if this is the case, is the snake that will come out at that time Cersei Tours or itself? ]

[neither. ] The most likely result is that the thinking of one person and one snake account for half of each.

Saixi Tours can be resurrected in another form with the help of this snake. Correspondingly, this snake will also experience the feeling of a human body walking upright because of Saixi Tours.

Fu Zhenhong took a last look at the rippling place under the water. If the speed is fast, one snake and one soul can be fused together in a week.

Thinking of this, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out of the dark room after looking away, and the stone wall door was closed again.

In the bathing pool outside the dark room, the maid would replace it with clean water every day. Fu Zhenhong soaked in the bath for a while, changed into a simple robe, and then walked back to the room.

Since she just took a shower and was in her own room, Fu Zhenhong didn't wear a golden mask, but just sat on a recliner under a mural without makeup in white clothes.

At this time, the door of the room was knocked from outside.

"Master Envoy." It was Qi Ya's voice, and the gentle and graceful voice revealed a softness that easily made people feel good. "Can Qi Ya come in?"

"En." Fu Zhenhong responded lightly.

Qi Ya, who opened the door and came in, was stunned for a moment when she saw Fu Zhenhong sitting on the recliner, and then her entire ears turned red from the beauty that caught her eyes.

Although she has long heard that Nefertiti's face is a gift from God, this is the first time Chia has seen the real face under the mask of the envoy.

It is beautiful, but it is not a soft and feminine beauty.

It's a kind of good-looking that can attract people's hearts at a glance, cold and gorgeous, obviously indifferent and alienated but seems to be able to confuse people's hearts.

Chia's heart beat uncontrollably, and after meeting the gaze of the envoy, she lowered her head in a panic because of nervousness and shyness.

He even almost forgot the purpose of his coming.

Fortunately, the Lord Envoy's eyes only stayed on her for half a second, and Qi Ya finally regained her thoughts. She tightened the tray in her hand and walked towards Fu Zhenhong, "Mr. Tea for you."

"Leave it alone." Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to drink now.

After hearing this, Qi Ya obediently placed the tray with the tea set on the table beside her.After she put it away, she didn't step back and leave immediately, but stood where she was, with a look of hesitating to speak.

Fu Zhenhong said, "Is there anything else?"

Chia took a deep breath, and said with blushing pretty cheeks, "Master, please allow Chia to wipe your hair for you."

After saying this sentence, Chi Ya felt as if her heart was about to jump into her throat, but she didn't regret that she said what was in her heart.

She wanted to get closer to Lord Angel.

Time passed by, and after five seconds, she still hadn't received any response. Just when Qi Ya thought the other party would not agree, she heard a word from the envoy: "Okay."

She raised her head very happily, suppressed the excitement in her heart, picked up the white cloth towel hanging on the shelf, walked to the back of the recliner, and carefully wiped Fu Zhenhong's hair.

Her wiping hand trembled a little due to emotional surges, but her movements were extraordinarily delicate and gentle.The golden hair exuded an elegant fragrance and fell into her palm, and a kind of obsession gradually appeared in her eyes.

At the same moment, in the lotus pond in the dark room, a huge wave suddenly appeared on the calm water surface.

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