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.That night--

Isis paced the corridor a little restlessly. She has been unable to contact the people in Anbu these days, and she has no news from the outside at all, so she cannot know whether Memphis has arrived in Hantusha or not.

hateful!Should it be said that the protection of the Hittite palace is too tight and in place?

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." A low volume female voice came from the grass nearby.

Isis looked sideways, and saw a court maid with light-colored hair protruding from the grass, waving to her cautiously.

Isis looked around to make sure there was no one before going forward.

The maid handed a small note to Isis: "Your Majesty, High Priest Saru asked me to bring this to you."

"We've reached Hittite, don't worry." A few short words calmed Isis's restless heart. This was Memphis's handwriting.

"Your Majesty, my name is Mira. High Priest Saru told me that you can come to me if you have anything to say or something you want to convey during your stay in the palace."

Seeing Isis nod her head, Mira backed away quietly.

Speaking of which, it was definitely not a good memory for Memphis to come to Hittite for the first time in his previous life. At that time, he had already found the underground prison and sneaked into the Hittite palace to catch a turtle. The Hittite soldiers were also attracted, resulting in heavy losses in the end.

In view of the painful experience in the previous life, it has been proved that sneaking this way is not feasible, coupled with the protection of Saru (hey! What do you think of our Saru!), Memphis decided to use the future in-law Entering the palace in name to meet in a fair and fair manner.

On the same day, Memphis entered the palace for a banquet as an Egyptian pharaoh, while here, Izmi took Isis and Kyrol to the palace outside Hantusha early in the morning on the pretext of traveling. .

The Hittite palace, known as the majestic atmosphere, was brightly lit with candles at this time, and the dancers in tulle danced seductively to the music.

After entering the hall, Memphis looked around, but he didn't find that familiar face among the people present. He frowned, but he didn't lose his temper immediately. He has learned to restrain his violent temper in front of outsiders. .

After being seated, a beautiful dancer immediately came up to sit beside her and waited on her, but Memphis, who was thinking about her sister appearing quickly, ignored her.If he had looked back at this time, he would definitely feel that this veiled dancer looked very familiar.

After waiting for a long time, the banquet was already halfway through, and Izmi, Isis, and Kyrol were still missing, so Memphis couldn't sit still.

"King Hittite, it is reported that the Queen of Egypt and the daughter of the Nile River have been invited here by Prince Izmi, why have they not been seen for so long?" Memphis stood up and asked sharply.

The music stopped suddenly, and the people around didn't dare to breathe because of Memphis' anger.

This young pharaoh really lived up to his reputation. King Hittite, who was sitting at the top of the hall, squinted his eyes, and then laughed loudly: "The visitor is a guest, so why should King Memphis be angry? My son Izmi took Isis with me this morning. The Queen and the Daughter of the Nile River are going to the countryside to play, and I am afraid that they will stay in the suburban palace tonight."

Although the Hittite King's intentions are temporarily unclear, Memphis is still imposing.He knew very well that although the Hittite king looked unruly and rough on the outside, he was really a ruthless master in his bones.At that time, the Hittite king was close to accepting Kai Luoer as his concubine regardless of his father-son relationship with Izmi.

King Hittite stood up and raised the wine glass in his hand: "Respect Pharaoh!"

"Respect Pharaoh—" The Hittite ministers and royal branches also toasted in unison.

Memphis felt powerless as if his fist was hitting the cotton. This Hittite king is really thick-skinned!Out of etiquette, he casually picked up the glass that the dancer on the table poured for him: "To King Hittite!"

Seeing Memphis drinking the glass of wine with his head up, King Hittite curled his lips imperceptibly. A boy is a boy, and he is still too young.

After several glasses of wine, Memphis began to feel that the alcohol was strong and his mind was a little dizzy. He shook his head vigorously, and the alarm bell sounded in his mind.

Something is wrong!Something is wrong!This is far from enough for his usual drinking capacity, but why is he already drunk now.

The scene in front of him began to spin, becoming blurred, and the soft voice of the dancer next to him could be faintly heard.

"Haha—it seems that King Memphis is already drunk!" King Hittite laughed again, "Qiao Marie, help King Memphis to the bedroom and serve him well!"

"Yes." The dancer, who had been sitting next to Memphis all night, answered, and helped Memphis up and walked to the side door.

In the bedroom——

At this time, Memphis's eyes began to blur, his mind was already a little confused, and his whole body seemed to be on fire, his mouth was dry.

Qiao Marie pushed Memphis down on the bed, and leaned on him. Because of the gauze scarf on her face, she couldn't see the face below. Only a pair of watery eyes were exposed, and the eyes were full of affection and obsession. looked at the young pharaoh.

"What a handsome boy king..." Qiao Mali raised her hand to stroke｜Memphis' delicate face and murmured, and then slowly moved her fingers down to touch that firm chest bit by bit.

"Ugh—it's so hot..." Memphis moaned unconsciously.

Qiao Marie stood up, took off the gauze skirt on her waist, revealing her graceful body, and took Memphis's hand again, leading it to walk on her body.

"The king... wants me to..." Qiao Mali twisted her delicate body lightly, her eyes were full of spring.She leaned down｜to kiss Memphis' lips, but he reflexively avoided her.

Stretch your slender hand into the short skirt of Memphis, hold the firm | move it up and down |, after about a quarter of an hour, you can feel liquid erupting from your hand.

After venting once, Memphis came back to his senses, his eyes shifted to the naked woman next to him, a sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, but his still dizzy head couldn’t remember what happened before. Where have I seen it.

"Wang..." Qiao Marie blew softly in Memphis's ear.

The disgust of being touched by a stranger made Memphis tremble a little. He reached out his hand to push Qiao Marie away, but his body was a little helpless because of the medicine: "Go away!" His tone was full of anger.

But Qiao Mali was unmoved, and still leaned softly on Memphis: "My king... I love you and want me..." She fell in love with this young Pharaoh from the first time they met, she wanted to have him, She will be his princess!

"Go away if you are sensible! I can still leave you a whole body!" The tone was full of disgust, and Memphis dodged with the remaining willpower.

Seeing Memphis dodging again and again, Qiao Mali gritted her teeth, got up and tied Memphis's hands to the bedposts on both sides with white ribbons.

"Bitch! What are you going to do!?" Memphis was furious, but he couldn't free his hands.

"Wang... tonight I will make you the happiest man in the world."

Qiao Marie finally pulled down Memphis' short skirt, turned over on top of him, and was about to sit down—