Chapter 468

"What's the trouble?"

Lin Lang deliberately pretended to be silly and ignored his brother's eager eyes, reaching out to probe his forehead, "but did you catch a cold last night?"

Although I don't know what kind of psychology the hostess inspired Ramses, she has no interest in the baby.

"No, not here."

Like a coquettish pup, little Ramses rubbed her forehead against the palms of her hands, softly, to melt into her arms.

Lin Lang was grabbed by him, so he had to keep the posture of bending down.

Maybe her compromise was too obvious. The clever little guy immediately hit the snake with the stick and grabbed sister Wang's delicate shoulder.

"Ramses thought

He raised his neck, pure gold earrings dropped into the neck socket, intimate with his sister "biting ears.".

"If you want to be closer to sister Wang, no one is more inseparable than us."

Lin Lang was surprised, opened his eyes and said, "do you think sister Wang is not good enough for you?"

The clerk around little Ramses almost wanted to interrupt. Aren't you?

The great Highness has always paid lip service to their little highness. She never dotes on her younger brother because he is young. All her enthusiasm is dedicated to her elder brother Morse, except that she softens her face a little before SETI I, and the other people are as indifferent as frost.

I don't know how many times my highness has been gloomy for this.

"Not enough." Puppies with round amber eyes said stubbornly, "not enough."

What he wants is all that sister Wang has.

"What do you want?"

Little Ramses thought about the contents of the book, and his eyes were a bit confused. It seemed that he could not imagine the scene of the cold sister Wang crying and begging for him.

It's really weird.

Is it possible to cry as long as you press people under your body?

He didn't want sister Wang to cry, not at all. But the elder sister's heart is too cold, always cover not hot, she will always only look at the elder brother, but extremely mean, do not want to share his eyes.

As the prince of Egypt who wants wind to get wind and rain to get rain, he first tasted the taste of unwilling.

"You..."

Lin Lang frowned in embarrassment, but she was not deceived. "Sister Wang won't see a doctor. Since you are suffering, sister Wang let the high priest show you?"

Finish saying, do not wait for a reaction, get up first.

Little Ramses never disobeyed her opinion and followed her.

The high priest was dealing with the aftermath of the sacrificial ceremony when he heard the announcement of two royal Highnesses stepping into the temple.

He was a little strange and watched his brother and sister come one after another.

At the end of the banquet, the most respectable sister and brother of Egypt did not stay in the bedroom, but came to the temple for what?

In spite of his doubts, the high priest did not show mountains and waters on his face. He saluted them and asked without trace, "what did your highness leave behind?"

"No, it's not." The Egyptian princess seemed to be a little distressed and rubbed her eyebrows. "It's Ramses. There seems to be something wrong with his body. He always says it's very uncomfortable."

“…… Is it hard? "

The high priest thought he had heard something wrong.

This kid has always been playing with other people. When will he feel bad?

He glanced at the past, but the other side looked at him with eager eyes, as if he were a lost lamb, waiting for the wise elder to point out the maze for him. However, while Lin Lang turned his head, the kid changed his face and grinned at him, showing his tiger teeth.

High priest:

I see. The kid is playing a poor trick in front of her sister again.

He really enjoys it.

"That's it."

Lin Lang went to the high priest's side, waved to him, motioned the person to bow down, so as to have a "secret communication".

The high priest, doubting him, bent down a little.

"Brother Wang said he was miserable, but he said he wanted to be closer to me. I really don't understand the connection between the two." Lin Lang's tone is particularly innocent.

Compared with Ramses, who accidentally opened the door to the new world, she had no decent sexual enlightenment from the beginning to the end. This was supposed to be arranged by the queen, but the traverser was defeated by Lin lang. the father king of SETI I I was a real war maniac, and he didn't care about the little things of his children. With the princess becoming more and more powerful, who dares to criticize her?

"High priest, what are you saying?" She asked with her face up.

The high priest narrowed his eyes, "Your Highness knows it in his heart. Why do you come to ask the minister?"

this princess can not be Her Highness. When she was eleven, she would allow her to enter the palace of the Imperial Palace and set hitherto unknown precedent.

He and Lin Lang fought several times in the court Hall of the Pharaoh, and explored the bottom slightly. Her city hall's strategy is no worse than that of men. She trains the rebellious ministers into obedience with women's body. If it had not been for SETI I I, they would have fallen into the princess's camp.As a result of her reincarnation status, along with the priesthood to her greatly increased.

Obviously, the high priest will no longer treat Lin Lang as an ignorant little girl.

He thought that Lin Lang might be trying to make use of the problem.

The high priest's intuition is very accurate, but Lin Lang won't let him get away so quickly.

"What did the high priest say?" Lin Lang blinked bewildered, "should I understand?"

Her head only touched his shoulder, and her slender neck could be seen clearly. Countless colored beads fell from the ruby collar of ruby. The colorful colors made her skin more white, like the first snow. The high priest coldly opened his eyes, "please don't make fun of your highness."

"Princess Ben is not joking with you." She twisted her eyebrows in a sullen way.

"Is it the high priest who dislikes the students' dullness and refuses to teach?"

It's good for him.

The throat of the high priest moved, and the voice line contained a trace of repression of unknown meaning. "Since your Highness has to investigate to the end, please follow me."

His eyes flashed over Rameses and turned into the inner hall.

Lin Lang asked the maid to wait outside and went in.

"Pa --"

the waist and limbs were suddenly wrapped in a big palm, and they were folded on a desk.

The other side did not show any pity for the ladies and jades. He pressed the person roughly, and his back burned with pain.

Above was the high priest's sparse eyebrows and eyes, and his white robe, which was not stained with fine dust, made him not cannibalism.

"What are you doing, high priest?" She was frightened and angry. She wanted to get up. Her shoulder hurt and was held down by a man.

"Your Highness does not want to know why your highness is unhappy. Do you want to be close to you?" He looked down at her, "minister in teaching you, how to respond to your highness, so that he is not so uncomfortable."

"But Do you have to lie down like this? " The alert color of her face dispelled most of the time, and her eyebrows folded, as if she could not accept it. "I always feel a little strange..."

"Strange? What's so strange? "

The man's big hand held her leg and put it on his waist.

Her Highness did not respond, her legs slipped straight down.

The high priest picked it up again and ordered her coldly, "hold it tight!"

"Ah? Oh

Lin Lang did it.

During the sacrificial period, the high priest was dressed in holy and gorgeous clothes, with Large Turquoise and gold ornaments hanging around her waist. Her cold and painful feelings penetrated into her skin, which made her scream.

"What's the matter?" The high priest's expression appeared a few wisps of irony, "if you are afraid, don't learn."

"No She was aggrieved and bit her lip, "you hurt me, can you be gentle? It must be bleeding. "

The high priest frowned and looked, and his fingers turned over. There were several bloodstains on the inside of his thigh, which were scratched by the sharp edges and corners of the ornaments.

"You, you don't touch it." Her voice became smaller, like a small animal, with a whimper.

The movement of the high priest's hand.

Yan Honglian's waist clothes languidly fell on the desk, from which came the slender legs as white as lotus root, tightly wrapped around his waist and abdomen. She seemed to be a little afraid of him, holding his arm with one hand, perhaps even she did not find out that her nails were embedded in his skin.

Scared?

The high priest's eyes twinkled and fell down to attack.

"You --"

her mouth let out a quick scream, as if taking into account the people outside, and then she swallowed again. The more he retreated, the more wild the Jackal was. For a moment when she was stupefied, the high priest easily broke through the defense, and the warm breath was sprayed on her neck.

His side of the eye, dark hair between, white neck of a line of pale blue blood vessels, due to the tension of the host, these fragile blood vessels slightly undulating.

"Well, is that all right? Well, can you get up first? I-I'm a little out of breath. "

She said in a low voice, with uneasiness and fear.

The high priest frowned. Was she really stupid or pretending to be?

In order to test his guess, he thought about it and bit her neck.

"Well --"

the body of the high priest is frozen.

At that moment, he did hear a very low and gorgeous gasp.

He sprang to his feet.

pins awry and hair in disorder, but she has no red hair and a frail state. But her eyes are wet and red, her lips are half sifting. I can't believe it. Her cheeks are rushes to the blush, and she looks over her head.

The hand that held his arm seemed to lose its strength and became soft and sticky, unable to resist the invasion of a strong enemy.

Is This fairy princess, who has provoked countless Egyptian warriors, hasn't opened her heart yet?

For the first time, the high priest was confused.

In fact, he is only 14 years old.

Soon, the high priest regained her composure, lifted her up and said that the lecture was over.The Egyptian Princess froze.

"Legs..."

"What?"

He had no expression. "You can let go of your leg."

"Ah? OK She hastily retracted her leg and took another breath.

"What's the matter?"

"Lin Lang tears," and hook to, good pain. "

Hearing the speech, the high priest subconsciously slipped her fingers to her thigh and picked up the place where she was injured.

Her skin is too white and delicate, a little trace fell down, especially red, which instantly created the illusion of abuse.

The high priest suddenly felt like a bad man, bullying a little girl who didn't know the world.

No, he was.

"Still hurt?"

The other side didn't say a word for a long time.

The high priest looked up in disbelief. The Egyptian princess was looking at him carefully.

Her eyes are as black as night, and her cage is covered with floating gold powder under the sunlight by the window, which is beautiful as illusory.

There are gods singing and chanting on the gold murals. Due to the thousands of years of sand and history, there is a solemn and solemn atmosphere. The deity in front of him is fresh. Her black hair is high, and her lotus flower is golden crown. Several rows of agate beads are hung down, demonstrating the first-class gorgeous style of the royal family.

It's beautiful within reach.

She put a hand in the palm of the priest's hand, the overlapping shadow fell on the stone pillar, flowing out of inexplicable ambiguity.

It's a little hot.

The young priest closed his eyes and kept a distance from her.

"I'm rude today. Please don't blame your highness."

The high priest, as a matter of course, did not put in any oil or salt.

The princess whispered and walked out of the hall under his guidance.

Little Ramses waited for a long time. When he saw someone coming out, he immediately ran up to him, took sister Wang's hand, swore sovereignty, raised his chin and asked, "sister Wang, what did the high priest teach you?"

All the people saw that the snow and ice sacred Princess bit her lips slightly, and her eyes touched the high priest, as if she had been burned. She was a little flustered and looked away.

“…… Nothing. "

It's nothing?

Usually, the princess and the high priest are fighting against each other, and they are tired of each other. The smell of gunpowder is everywhere, let alone "peaceful coexistence". But today, the princess of highness is somewhat confused and frustrated. The black eyelash is restless and trembling, like a butterfly that is erratic, wants to fly away, and hesitates to stop for the beloved.

Little Ramses was in a daze.

The first time he saw sister Wang, she was soft and touching.

Ice melt snow, gentle like water.

He was not the one who made her happy.

It won't be him.

After saying goodbye to Lin Lang, little Ramses went back to his bedroom and began his daily archery lessons.

He picked a handy bow and arrow and opened the string.

"Your Highness, are you looking for Aton?"

The young general in red came in a hurry and knelt on one knee.

"Soon, my father will take me to the army for training." The black haired boy took an arrow with his fingers, narrowed up a pair of amber eyes, and looked at the target in front of him. "You've been in the army for nearly three years. What you know, what you shouldn't know is almost explored. The weather is good recently. There is no grand activity between Thebes and Memphis. It's boring. It's just suitable for a cleaning game to get rid of mildew."

"At your command."

The young man in red bowed his head deeply.

"A rumor maker."

"Those who bend the law for selfish ends."

"The eyes and ears of others."

Suddenly he let go and the arrow shot out.

"Bang --"

the golden arrow pierced through the sun's bull's-eye, the tail wing vibrated violently and spread the afterwave.

"Tempt, kill and kill, whatever you want. In particular, none of my chess pieces, sister Wang, can be left. "

The high priest is right, gods should not have wings.

His God is so arrogant that he always despises the believers.

Then Ramses had to step on her sister's altar to embrace you.

I hope you don't blame me for my bloody violence.