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"Kiki, no good, the hall is down!"

The maid came in panting.

In just two days, Xue Qiqi got acquainted with a group of young maids. She was lively and didn't like the dull rules. Now she and her maids were "sisters commensurate" and they shouted their names.

Xue Qiqi was so scared that the thing at hand fell to the ground, "Your Highness? Is that your holy princess?"

As a "life-saving benefactor", she was also dressed up by the maids yesterday to attend the seven-year-old banquet of Ramses. At that time, the crowd was noisy, until the princess of Egypt led the protagonist's younger brother to appear and calmed down the scene. The princess is uniquely beautiful, and a group of musicians and dancers with different styles surround her, just like the gods of ancient murals.

Xue Qiqi learned from her maid that this princess is the "beauty of beauty" throughout Egypt. Although she came out of the Egyptian royal family, the people of Lower Egypt are still full of longing for her. I heard that on the princess's birthday in August, many people rushed to worship, just to let God listen to their loyal heart.

Xue Qiqi heard some disapproval, this Egyptian is just too foolish, and always engages in feudal superstitions that labor and hurt people.

She doesn't have a cold for the Holy Princess, but she is still on other people's grounds, Xue Qiqi always feels unreliable.

And she felt faintly that this princess was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Sure enough, as soon as she stepped into the door, she saw something in the hands of Xue Qiqi and the maids, and frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

The maid supports us, "just, just some clothes."

Xue Qiqi carried a triangle cloth in her hand, and stitched two straps on her shoulders. Seeing the maid shuddered with her shoulders, she couldn't help but say, "I'm teaching them to make underwear! You are too particular about it here. If you go out in underwear, is n’t that seen by someone in vain? Girls are so fortunate! It ’s easy to commit crimes! "

Lin Lin is undecided, different civilizations gave birth to different ideas, the female host likes the modern set of standards requiring ancient Egypt before BC.

"Crime? Why?"

Little Ramses clutched Lin Lang's tail finger, shaking with curiosity.

Xue Qiqi is a straight-hearted man who didn't consider Lin Lang's sister's mood and said to her younger brother, "Men are all erotic, you are still younger and grow up. I'm afraid my eyes will not stick to the woman's chest. ! Seeing beautiful, full of yellow thoughts going to bed, can the crime rate be high? "

"... Go to bed?" The dark-haired boy tilted his head and was about to continue to question, but Lin Lang gently covered her ears.

Little Ramses froze.

But he saw his elder sister crouched down, and the black lake-like eyes reflected the young man's confused expression, "Ramesis, you are seven years old. In the future, not only my king, but also the king of Egypt. There are a lot of things that you need to listen to, and you need to see, rather than just making judgment based on one ’s own words, even if it ’s Sister Wang, you know? "

You see, the pretty old goblin is so cunning.

She kept her brother cold all the year round, and inadvertently revealed the tender love of her sister, and suddenly opened a spring scene in the abyss.

"sister……"

"Sister Wang."

"sister!"

"Called His Highness."

Little Ramses simply rubbed into her arms, raised her amber eyes, and said softly, "Sister-in-law, Your Highness is up, you are my god, Ramesses listens to you!" "

Lin Lang: "..."

Okay, the feelings were just in vain.

The kitten was so happy that she rolled up on her own, seeming to wonder why the master didn't come to reward him, and then, skillfully, raised Lin Lang's claws and put it on her head—meng asked her sister to touch her head.

Lin Lang: "..."

Okay, typical arrogance and pride.

No, she felt that the child should be cured of the scar and forgot the pain. She only released a little kindness, and the other party flew over without hesitation, and did not care whether she was holding flowers or sharp blades in her hands.

It's so stupid.

The sister's affectionate scene kept Xue Qiqi in her throat, and she couldn't keep going.

Even if she is confused, she knows that Lin Lang is pointing at Sang and cursing Huai, and the dissatisfied temper is stubborn again. "Wait, you make it clear. Am I wrong?"

Lin Lang's movements made her eyes slowly move to the end of her eyes, revealing a sharp edge, "You are a benefactor of Ramses. As a sister, you should be grateful. But, your hands seem to stretch too long."

Needless to say, the female officer automatically brought out the book.

Looking at the cover, Xue Qiqi didn't understand anything, and her face turned red.

"You, how do you show this kind of thing to your sister?"

"Why, you also know, can't this thing be shown to my sister?" Lin Lang carelessly stroked the head of little Ramses. "So what do you mean to my seven-year-old brother?"

The little guy leaned on her very cleverly, eyes blinking.

"I, I'm just ..." Xue Qiqi blushed, "I told him to look at him when he was sixteen."

Lin Lang looked at her with a smile.

The hostess believed in the self-control of a seven-year-old child?

In this part, Xue Qiqi no matter how hard he is, he can't step down.

She sent Xiao Huangman to other people's younger brother, but was caught by her elder sister for questioning in court, still in full view.

This is definitely her most embarrassing time!

"I hope, let's not take an example." The Egyptian princess's voice was calm. "The royal family's tolerance is limited. Can you understand, right?"

Xue Qiqi heard a chill from it.

Lin Lang came to Mawei and lifted her foot when the goal was reached. Little Ramses held on tightly without knowing that he was the culprit of the whole incident.

After this incident, Xue Qiqi finally stopped for several days.

But Lin Lang underestimated the mistress of the mistress.

On this day, the priestess of the temple came to inform her early, saying that the high priest was in a hug and was temporarily suspended for several days.

The high priest has always been strictly self-disciplined. No matter whether it is windy or rainy, the class will be on time without delay.

Lin Lang asked what was going on. The priestess was helpless. "It was the guest brought back by His Royal Highness. She felt the weather was too hot, so she went to the Nile River and said what to swim. The maids were really nonsense and let her go into the water. ! "

"The high priest was patrolling the east bank at that time and suddenly heard a scream. I saw that the guest was being chased by the crocodile. It looked very miserable. Since the accompanying priests were all women, the high priest had to go out and fish."

The priestess knew about the battle between the temple and the royal family, and was afraid that the princess thought that the high priest was neglecting her, and carefully added, "You know, the high priest was not in good health, and was soaked in sea water for a long time. It ’s not awake yet. "

Lin Lang naturally expressed understanding and sympathy.

The high priest woke up the next afternoon, and then was caught off guard by a twitter.

"Great! You finally woke up! How are you? Are you hungry now? Would you like me to cook some porridge for you to eat? It's not my boast, the porridge I cook is really delicious, it will be very good if you don't eat it Lose! By the way, you saved my life, and you will be my friend in the future, whatever you want me to say, do n’t be polite! "

The high priest stroked his forehead faintly.

Xue Qiqi had no annoying consciousness, but stared at the high priest without opening her eyes.

Compared with the younger version of the great Ramesses, the high priest is obviously more in line with the appetite of passing the mistress, with a height of one meter and nine, a wide shoulder and a narrow hip, and a standard hanger, even if wearing a sack, the sky can be beautiful. The high priest is not bad in appearance, and his voice is low and su, which fully satisfies Xue Qiqi's teenage fantasy of the hero of the romance novel.

"This ..." He was dumb, and wanted to invite someone out.

Xue Qiqi misunderstood, thinking that he wanted to know himself, immediately raised his eyebrows, and extended his hand, "Hello, I am Xue Qiqi, you can call me Qiqi!"

The high priest looked at her hand silently.

Xue Qiqi thought that the man was shy. He didn't wait for the high priest to refuse. He simply grabbed his hand from the quilt and shook his hand hard. His brows were curved, "This is the etiquette for greeting from our hometown!"

The high priest frowned slightly, and suddenly saw a thin shadow on the ground.

Xue Qiqi looked back with his stunned eyes.

The Egyptian princess changed to a peacock blue pleated waistcoat, and her gold jewelry made her skin win the snow.

Lin Lang's eyes fell on the hands held by the two, and he smiled and said, "It seems that the high priest has received another female believer, but he doesn't need the disciple to care."

The maids bury their heads and dare not say more.

The eyes of the high priest glanced through Lin Lang's hair accessories. The luxurious and gorgeous princess today simply wore a lily wreath, layered with thin veils, apparently hurried to go out.

In other words, in order to meet a certain person, she did not want to dress up.

He lowered his eyes, "Take a trip under the troubled palace."

"It is indeed annoying." The Egyptian princess did not always understand, but brought a little sneer. "In this case, the disciple will not disturb the high priest to recuperate."

Seeing the owner's head did not return, the maids were embarrassed with tonics, and finally they could only cast an apologetic look at the high priest and followed Lin Lang away.

"Yin and Yang are weird." Xue Qiqi grunted, "What a blame, what makes you angry!"

The high priest did not speak.

It took seven days for the high priest to resume his daily teaching.

Little Ramses was carried by Seti I to see the people's livelihood in Egypt, and the target of the lecture was Lin Lang.

"His Highness, the high priest is here, you are going to class." The maid reminded the dazed princess.

At this time, they are in the open courtyard of the temple, with a sacred lotus pond in the center, and white gods are sleeping in the blue mirror.

The high priest walked under the colonnade, dressed in his clothes.

The princess pursed her lips, unwilling to speak.

"His Highness, let's review the sacrificial dance."

An excellent Egyptian princess is not good. Language, musical instruments, manners, etc. are necessary courses. In the kingdom of worship of the sun god, the ritual ceremony is essential, and dance is the top priority. As the first princess favored by Pharaoh, Lin Lang will replace the original priestess and offer the most graceful dance to God for every major sacrifice.

She was taught to dance the most beautiful priestess in the temple, and the high priest was responsible for the assessment.

Today, Her Royal Highness was obviously absent-minded. Not only was the posture not standard, but the dance steps were also missed several times. The high priest frowned and went out to correct her in person.

"This is not good, lower."

"And your shoulders, too stiff."

"Waist heels and legs are the same. You need to be softer ..."

The high priest's hand rested on Lin Lang's waist. She was wearing a sacrificial costume. The thin waist was not covered at all. The temperature of the palm of the man was clearly burned on the skin.

Lin Lang took a step back.

The high priest wholeheartedly wanted to correct the person, not realizing the sensitivity of Lin Lang's waist. Seeing her avoiding retreat, she subconsciously grabbed her waist and hips and dialed the person back.

"Snapped!"

The agate beads in the princess belt hit the high priest's long legs.

The faint fragrance invades the lungs.

The high priest was stunned.

The little girl was lying on his chest gently, turning black, revealing delicate white earlobes. Her forehead was adorned with a ruby, like blood and tears, and the most beautiful color in the pure snow.

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

He supported her by the shoulder and wanted to increase the distance between them.

"Does the high priest like her?"

"what?"

The high priest was baffled.

The princess raised her head, and her thick eyelashes were covered with a shallow layer of water, which was quite touching. "It must be very important for the high priest to save his life."

The high priest understood, and his eyes sank slightly.

"This has nothing to do with His Highness?"

He looked at the Egyptian princess quietly, trying to test her attitude with words.

That day the temple was an accident.

But she, the holy princess loved by the Egyptian people, enjoys the gods worshipped by others high above, but it seems that because of him he has begun to love.

"This, of course, has nothing to do with me."

She instantly reddened her eyes, fearing that he would see it, and bowed her head to cover it up.

While she was still unsteady, the high priest let go of her hand pretendingly and screamed, and he hooked back to the man again, with the big palms supporting her shoulder blades, the two pressed tighter together, the breath of her nose tipping across her chest .

Warm and moist.

"What's wrong with His Highness today? He always misses." He blamed softly.

"Yes, I'm sorry. It may have been last night, um--"

Her body was tense for a moment, and even her words choked into her weak throat.

The male big palm stroking her shoulder blade followed the line in the middle, and the fingertips swept through the thin porcelain skin, slowly swam away in the sensitive restricted area.

She curled her neck in fear, but did not scold him for "following".

Seeing him release more, the other person whimpered and begged softly, "Don't ..."

"Nothing?" He deliberately couldn't hear clearly.

"Please, don't, like this."

The high priest bowed his head, saw a thin **** lip biting out a blood bead, and finally stopped the aggression, and sent her mercy to "untie her".

She breathed a sigh of relief.

The man was not satisfied yet, his long legs bent, and his narrow waist was bent.

The stone walls of the colonnade are decorated with exquisite reliefs, vividly depicting the scenes of the pharaoh's sacrifice to the gods, revealing a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

And he fell to her ears, a hint of color in his husky voice.

"You look for mercy with red eyes, beautiful."