I took the bracelet out and placed it next to my pillow.

I had a dream that night.

Dreaming is a regular thing.

This dream is a little different.

Maybe it's thinking during the day, so dreaming at night.

I dreamed of the legend of the Scorpion King. He sold his soul in exchange for the bracelet of Anubis, which allowed him to kill his enemies, but he was forever a slave to the bracelet, and his soul never reborn.

He was very brave in his life, but his strategy was not very strong, and besides, he had no foundation and could not govern. Fight a battle, win once, have fun once, and it's over, and there is no long-term plan at all. I'm dreaming and disdainful, you deserve to lose.

However, this guy is very similar to a certain man in ancient China......

Hmm, like Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. His woman also committed suicide and died in his arms.

Xiang Yu didn't meet any gods, demons, and asked him to make a wish, otherwise he would not give up if he sold his soul in exchange for a good opportunity to kill the enemy Liu Bang.

But he is really ruthless, most of the time his brothers are dead, the woman is dead, and he has nothing. No one knows whether there is a soul after death, so it's better to gamble. For example, if a person is about to starve to death, some people say, give you a steamed bun, but all the other steamed buns in the second half of your life belong to me. Does this person say yes or not? Although the price is a little bigger, if you die now, then the countless steamed buns behind you will have no meaning.

The dream of a tragic hero's end was finally twisted into a war of countless steamed buns and steamed buns by me.

That's right, buns......

Tomorrow I said to Tasha, let the kitchen learn to make steamed buns, three fresh buns, xiaolongbao and soup dumplings......

I woke up with my buns and started a new day. Carol has a temple and sacrificial texts, and he is as well-behaved as a white rabbit, not at all like a troublemaker. Day by day, counting the days Immorton should also come back, after all, these are the few days, today is not tomorrow, tomorrow is not the day after tomorrow...... I was in a good mood, thinking that Immorton was about to return, that Carol was about to be sent away, that I had a few poisonous plans against Beattado last night, and that I would take advantage of the turmoil in Assyria to insert a few more spies...... As soon as I was in a good mood, when Carol came to me with hieroglyphs I didn't recognize, I gave her a detailed answer.

Memphis came here twice in the middle of nowhere, and I don't know if he was looking for Carol or me. Ever since the little white girl firmly said that she wanted to go home, Memphis's face has not looked good.

My problem with him is actually very easy to solve. When Immorton returned, everything was clear. If Memphis really likes Carroll, then it doesn't hurt to send her back, and it doesn't hurt to keep her...... It should be okay, right? Although this girl can be called an ancient king killer......

Among the people she remembered her trouble, the first one was to count ......

I slowly tugged at it in my heart, okay, this guy jumped over.

The second, Arrian, king of Assyria, lost his arms. But...... But now Yar'an is dead, and I have been poisoned by accident. Is this a harm to Carol? Or do you want to be my fault?

What a mess.

Memphis has been holding on, and Carol has significantly less to say. I looked at these two people, and I really didn't know what they were trying to do. Carol wouldn't be completely boring to Memphis, would he? But for her, it is obviously more important to go home, and it is also said that it is unwise to give up her family for an insecure love. But now that you've made up your mind, don't be so awkward, okay? Since you're leaving, let's be decisive. What about Mephis? I seem to like her a little, but I keep insisting that I want to marry her.

Look at Memphis, is this kid brain-dead?

Look at Carol again, is this kid brain pumping?

Conclusion...... These two, maybe they are really born together.

"Okay, let's have lunch together." I smiled calmly: "Today at noon, we will eat chicken fat rice." ”

Carol was studious and inquisitive, and when he saw the chanter, he immediately asked, "Elsis, what is Egypt...... Also grow rice? ”

I motioned for the slave girl to scoop a big spoonful of rice for her, smiled and said, "Is it delicious?" ”

"Hmm, it's delicious......"

"Eat more."

Looking at Memphis again, it is obvious that he is not eating, but ...... Fork rice. A piece of chicken was forked around in the rice and he couldn't see the prototype. His gaze moved from my face to Carol's face, and from Carol's face to mine, and finally back to the chicken, without looking up.

Why do I feel ...... His eyes, his expressions, seemed to mean that after comparing my appearance with that of Carol, in the end he thought that piece of chicken was the most perfect and attractive?

After eating, Carol said that he wanted to take a walk and digest it, and I smiled: "Actually, you want to see what the carvings on the pillars of the harem look like, right?" ”

She was shocked: "How do you know? ”

"Tasha said you've been pestering her for a long time and want to go to the harem."

"But Tasha didn't agree to let me go......" She lunged at me, but fortunately she dared to pounce at my feet under Memphis's watchful eye, "Isis, will you let me go?" All right? I just want to see the carved ...... of the legendary harem in a particularly extravagant and erotic style."

I said, "Tasha, come down." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"You blindfold her and take her to the pillar, untie it for her to see, and then put it on and bring it back, so that it doesn't break the rules, and she sees what she wants to see." I turned to Carol and said with a smile, "I remember that I can only look at the pillars, and I will see anything else, but I will gouge out my eyes." ”

"Dig ...... Eye? She shuddered: "I'm not a man......"

"Alright, let's go."

Memphis watched as Carol followed Tasha, and after a moment's pause, she suddenly asked me, "Sister, you said before that you would never marry someone else." ”

"yes," I said, "I haven't changed my mind yet." ”

"That'...... That ......"

I don't know what it is, he didn't come out of the two sentences, there was a slave girl probing on the side, obviously having something to say.

I beckoned, and she hurried over to report, "Your Majesty, there is a little monk who wants to see you. ”

"Huh?" I'm a little confused, is it still for the sake of Kabuda? He has been burned to charcoal and cannot be mummified, this fact is well understood by everyone.

"He said he was from Minoa and had important news for you."

Minoa? I immediately stood up: "Call him in, quick." As soon as I said this, I changed my mind again: "No, no, let him wait outside, and I'll come right away." ”

Mephis's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, but my mood was brighter than the sun. is talking about him coming, does this count as Cao Cao Cao?

MS Cao Cao hasn't been born yet.

I hurriedly straightened my clothes and lifted my headdress. Actually, I can be sure that my makeup is perfect every day, but ......

But I'm just a little nervous.

"It's just that his servants came, and it wasn't him......" Memphis said awkwardly.

"His identity is a bit special, so let someone come first." I smiled, "He must be in the temple or outside the palace......"

I walked quickly out of the inner hall, and the little monk standing in the hall was very familiar, the one who had been serving Immorton all along. My heart was hot, and I only felt that a lot of words came to my mouth, but I couldn't say a word for a while.

"You ......"

He turned around slowly, describing his haggard face as I could hardly confirm it......

"Love, Your Majesty Isis." Two lines of tears flowed down his face: "My lord...... He can't come back, my lord. ”