You can think about it.

He said okay, and then today's class is over, I said I'll take these instruments back and study them slowly, he has no objection, let people take off the piano and hold it for me to take away.

Arlie dutifully waited at the door, and when I came out, I got on the chariot and was carried back smoothly and quickly.

One of those instruments resembles a flute, but this one is woodcut.

I took it and looked at it a few times, then I put it to my mouth and blew it, but it didn't sound.

I looked into it, tried again, and this time it blew.

The sound is not as crisp and loud as the bamboo flute, and the timbre is a little dull, which is mellow and simple than the bamboo flute.

The weather in Egypt was so hot, I didn't sweat much, I should say, I didn't walk a step, I was carried in and out, out of my own door into the door of the temple, and I didn't sweat much. Touching the slippery skin on my body, I remembered that my predecessors described Mrs. Hua Rui's "ice muscles and jade bones, cool and sweatless", and I felt a little self-deprecating. This little princess, you are really a blessed beauty.

I still don't feel very realistic, I always feel like I'm not from here, just a passerby.

When she saw me fiddling with the flute, she came over to discuss it with me.

"Why don't you call a rakko and try it?" "They know a lot of instruments," she said. ”

I said no.

The flute came to my lips, and I exhaled slowly.

- A soft, lingering wind, blowing across your face.

- Who whispered behind the lilac tree, and who took those love words to heart......

- Gradually, we all grew up in the wind,

- The moment he turned around, he forgot and forgot and was sad and sorrowful......

- In the wind, only those scattered, rich lilacs.

I don't know what kind of tune it is, I don't know where it came from, who was the first to sing it.

- Maybe you will always remember it, just like the waters of the Nile River running day and night.

"Princess ......"

I put down my flute and turned to look at Yari.

She knelt at my feet with red circles in her eyes, and reached out to gently wipe the water droplets from the corners of her eyes: "What kind of song is this, really...... It's beautiful. ”

What I want to know is, "Aren't you wondering why I have this instrument, Ally?" ”

"Ah, the princess has been very intelligent since she was a child, and I don't think there's anything in this world that you won't."

What a blind faith. But it seems that Elsis must have been smart by the beginning.

This Arlie is not only loyal, but also seems to be a loyal admirer of Princess Isis.

I kicked off the sandals on my feet, and the handmade, filigree and papyrus sandals were not only comfortable, but also very beautiful and beautiful, and they were no worse than the big-name shoes of later generations.

"Eat the fruit, well, the juice will do." I didn't even bother to drink my saliva in the temple, and I played the flute for a while, and my lips felt dry. Arlie's head touched the top of my foot lightly, then stepped back.

The headband on my head tightened a little, and I reached out and tugged at it, and I listened to the unexpected voice of Yali outside: "Prince Memphis, when are you coming......"

I looked up, and sure enough, Memphis, wearing a blond hair ring, strode in like a cute ball of meat.

Won't this kid walk well? Rampage like a derailed locomotive!

"Memphis ......"

He interrupted me: "Sister, did you blow the tune just now?" ”

I looked at the flute next to me, then at him, nodded and said, "yes." ”

"That's good!" He praised frankly and straightforwardly, picked up the wooden flute and handed it to me: "another one." ”

It's quite a prince's style, and the tone of command is directly used.

I stretched, "But I'm tired, I just came back from the temple." ”

He was a little dumbfounded, looking at me with a flute.

Didn't Isis refuse his request before? The child was visibly uncomfortable and overwhelmed.

"Sister...... "Poor little prince, has he not suffered a setback?" Haven't encountered a rejection? I don't know what to do, right?

I rolled my eyes and said, "What if someone helped me pinch my shoulder...... Maybe I can still play a song. ”

He immediately cheered up: "Maid, come here......"

"Ah, don't let them rub it." I held up a finger and shook it, "You can help me." ”

"Me?" The little prince was dumbfounded.

"Well, it's more sincere for you to come by yourself." I leaned on the mat: "Pinch it well, and when it's comfortable, I'll play a tune for you." ”

He sneered, "I won't...... And I am a prince, the future pharaoh......"

I turned my head and squinted at him: "I'm still your own sister, what's wrong with helping my sister rub her shoulders?" Little Memphis is very smart, pinch his shoulders, and he will learn. ”

"Hmm, tap tap ......"

"Hmm, work harder, haven't you eaten in the morning?"

"Well, it's just right, and the left side should be ...... too."

I comfortably commanded the future pharaoh to massage me, and looked up to see Arlie standing in the doorway with a plate and a blank look on her face.

"It's coming? Give me a sip. ”

The little prince's face turned red, and a layer of shiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "But, is it okay, sister?" ”

I sat up and took a few sips of the juice from Yali, it was so comfortable.

"Sister...... "Memphis is really an anxious son.

"Okay, okay." Cheap him.

He handed me the flute and sat next to mine.

I straightened my back and straightened my back.

Hmm, what's the head?

Little Memphis looked at me with wide eyes, how cute it was.

"Yun wants clothes...... Flowers want to accommodate ......"

He was puzzled: "Sister, what did you say?" ”

I smiled and put the flute to my lips.

——Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon......

The clouds are her clothes, and the flowers are her face...... The spring breeze blows the railing, and the dew moistens the flower color......

Such a beauty, if she is not seen on the top of the jade mountain, then she must be able to meet her only under the moon of Yaotai.

Such a woman is what people call a peerless beauty.

The sound of the flute is like a girl's first vomit, but I think the prince Memphis, who is still a little fat man, still can't understand the meaning of this poem.

It's like I don't understand why I want to tell that person today to learn swordsmanship from him.

The child would just say, "Sounds good, it sounds good!" Blow it again, sister! ”

I threw the flute into his hand: "Don't blow it, have you eaten?" ”

"Nope."

I nodded to Ary, who was so knowledgeable that she immediately ordered the prepared meal to be served.

As I expected, little Memphis didn't dwell on it, but said, "My sister will blow it to me tomorrow." "I started eating.

He likes meat, and I guess too, this kid is very aggressive and aggressive.

"Memphis's sword is very good." I say.

"Really?" He smiled: "I think so too, my father asked the best craftsmen to build it for me." ”

I smiled and said, "Can you give it to my sister?" ”

He was puzzled: "What does my sister want a sword for?" ”

"Defend yourself."

He said, "I can protect my sister!" As he spoke, he straightened up his small chest and looked majestic.

"I also want to learn swordsmanship, can't you give up a sword?"

He immediately untied the sword and gave it to me: "If my sister likes it, I'll give it to you." ”

"Well, good brother." I rubbed his hair, and the little fat man's face was a little red as if he had been dyed with a peach halo, which was so cute.

But he didn't ask me who I was going to learn swordsmanship from, and I didn't say anything.

It seems that there is only me, the prince, and the father and Pharaoh who have never met, and there is no princess or queen or something?

I inquired around the corner, oh, it turns out that the princess has passed away a long time ago. Pharaoh also had several concubines, but the concubines could not be regarded as serious masters, and lived alone in another palace. If you want to say the highest-ranking woman in the palace, it has to be me.

Okay, it's a good thing that there are no princesses, queens, and queen mothers, so that someone can control me.

The sorrow of being born in the royal family is indifferent to family affection.

The good thing is that my identity is probably difficult for people to see, even if someone finds something, will he dare to say it?

The next day the priest sent for me that he could teach me swordsmanship.

Also, I inquired about his name, his name was Immorton, the youngest court priest in Egypt, only twenty-two years old, unprecedentedly young, as for whether anyone would break his record in the future, it is unknown.

The little prince Memphis was still pestering me for a long time after eating, and he was coaxed and coaxed before he was tricked away.

The young man named Sinouye was still standing outside waiting for him, and it was hard to estimate that he had been standing for as long as Memphis had been here. And speaking of which, he came twice, both of them were outside the post, and I haven't seen what he looks like yet.

"Next time Memphis comes here, come in too, it's hot outside."

He bowed down and whispered that he didn't dare.

I didn't persuade me again, if you don't enter, you won't enter, anyway, I said it.