The first chapter of the hundredth reincarnation

No doubt, that person is not Ramses, he should be his descendants, maybe... his hundredth reincarnation.

The morning light passed through the window of the ground and fell into the huge room. The golden flying dust floating in the air, like the debris of the stars, danced slowly.

White bed, white walls, white gauze.

The girl is lying in a piece of white, the golden hair is like the color of the noon sun, scattered randomly on the soft pillow. The thick, curly, light-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, and the angular lips opened and closed as if they were silently talking.

Suddenly, she suddenly woke up from her dreams, and the eyes that had been closed suddenly opened sharply. The blue-eyed scorpion looked straight at the white ceiling and the black scorpion shrank into a pinhole-like shape. . She breathed in a big mouth and her body trembled fiercely.

For a moment, tears flowed down from the twin-shaped scorpion, sliding over her white, delicate face and falling on the soft bed underneath.1

I dreamt of him again.1

Like every day in the past 100 days, his image appeared again in her mind.

The fragments experienced by the two were shattered and recombined, and the half-belt forcedly invaded her fragile dreams.

Seeing his smile, seeing his anger, seeing his concern and seeing his indifference.

Seeing his amber scorpion, he saw his passionate emotions.

"No matter who you are, I am the Pharaoh of Egypt. This land belongs to me. I will definitely find you!"

Ecstasy enters the bottom of my heart at a speed that transcends light, and makes her jump to almost die. However, the next second, the hot expression turned into a deep pain. The blood stained the whole picture, soaking his shirt and his face.

His transparent scorpion gradually lost its original brilliance, and his smiling face looked so fuzzy.

"Wei, knowing you is my happiest..."1

She was so scared that she couldn't even scream. A strong sense of self-loathing rose from the deepest part of my heart, blaming myself, and all of this was deeply concealed by despair.

She said she loved him and she said she wanted to guard him.

As a result, she killed him, but she took away the life span that he deserved for more than sixty years. If the price of fulfilling her love is to take away his life, then... then she would rather not have his love!

The picture turned, his loving face, and the words that made her ecstatic. "I don't want to be good to anyone, I just want to be nice to you. Tell me, where are you?"2

Turning her face, she bit her teeth and uttered a lie that was unsuccessful before the ancients. "Nefertari, good to her, is good to me."

The icy answer ruined all the enthusiasm. Her expression in front of her eyes condensed at that moment, making her unable to bear to watch. Fortunately, there was a dazzling golden light around her, so that she could no longer see his face. In the moment of closing her eyes in her dreams, she opened her eyes in reality, and the white, cold ceiling jumped into her mind.

She has cut off all connections with that old age... this is her own choice.

Choose to erase your own existence to correct the distorted history. As that history disappeared together, it disappeared from 3,000 years ago and disappeared from his love. Except for the faint traces on her left wrist, everything disappeared without a trace, as if she had never stopped in this world, and those were just her dreams

She inhales deeply, and a bitter smile screams at her mouth, reaching out and gently rubbing her eyes.

Only can live for him.

At least, now, he is still alive, in the age without her, peacefully and happily... even if that happiness is not brought by her.2

What else can she regret?

If her pain, her disappearance can make him happy, and his life will be smooth and smooth, and his rule will be long-lasting, will he remember her? Where does she go, and what is the relationship?

The phone at the bed suddenly sounded, and the gentle and cold voice awoke Ai Wei from the deep thoughts. She quickly sucked her nose, cleaned up the messy mood, reached out and pressed the answer button, and the housekeeper's quiet and polite voice passed smoothly through the microphone. "Miss Wei, your friend Andrew Ria visited."

Ivy took a moment and listened to the butler's pronunciation. The visitor named Andrew Ria should have a certain identity. She quickly searched in her mind, but couldn't remember anyone who would call her friend to visit herself.

"Are you sure that this Android Raya will be my welcome guest?" Ivy doesn't like to receive visitors, so she doesn't have the intimate friends who come to the door without an invitation.5

In the face of Ivy's doubts, the old butler just steadily opened again. "The Marquis said that you must receive Android Ruiya."

Ivy stunned, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally reluctantly responded with a sentence.. "Know it."

The home of the Modiet family is located in the suburbs of London. In a large, neat green field, stands the old castle. The time-eroded walls are covered with dense dark green ivy, and the thick iron gates separate the castle from the outside world. Those farmers who had taken care of the idyllic neighborhood of the castle for the Marquis of Modiet had never had the opportunity to enter the iron gate for the rest of their lives. They only saw some expensive cars coming into the slightly mysterious castle under the strict guard. For them, the people who live in it are like the unreachable, another world.

The Modiet family is a British hereditary aristocrat. It not only has the title given by the Queen, but also has close ties with the royal family. It is also the main controlling party of the Ehrlich Group. Named after Ivy's mother name, Ai's Group is the CEO of Ai String, which has expanded at a rapid rate in the past three years and has become the third largest commercial entity in Europe. In Europe, where economic development has stabilized, the Ehrlich Group has had a significant impact on the promotion of the gross national product of the entire Republic of Great Britain.

Ivy La Modiette, this year is about to celebrate her 18th birthday. As the most loved little daughter of Marquis Modiet, the only sister of Ai Xian, her every move has frequently attracted attention in the circle of the upper class. Eighteen is a special age. The daughter of the Modiet family has been able to commit herself to a formal marriage since the age of 18 and her son from the age of twenty-one. Therefore, despite a period of time from Ai Wei's birthday, various gifts have been sent in succession. There are even some young masters from the famous family who frequently send out invitations for her travels.

This is why Ivy has been very wary of visitors recently.

But Marquis Modiet personally told her that she had to wash her clothes and walked downstairs to see someone who might not know him at all.

"Miss," the old butler in a black dress in the living room gave Ai Wei a slight sigh. "Mr. Andrew Ria is waiting for you in the reception room.

Brother?" Ai Wei caressed her hair indiscreetly and asked about the whereabouts of Ai Xian. If he is, she can easily push such things to others.

"Alice's young master went to Greece."

"Oh." A faint response, she walked quickly to the

reception room, curiosity drove her to urgently want to know, which is the powerful "Android Ria" can let his father specifically talk to her to entertain. It seems that there is no such name in the national leaders, rulings, royal families, and business owners who have established diplomatic relations with the Modiet family.

With confusion, Ivy has come to the meeting outside without knowing it.

Set up, tapped the door twice, no response. Three seconds later, she gently turned the door handle and walked sideways into the reception room.

The stranger stood quietly by the window, and the dark brown hair fell on his shoulders. The tall back was slightly proud. The morning light sprinkled through his window on his white clothes, and his existence actually produced the illusion of crossing time and space.

She glimpsed and could not move.

This is not true, this can't be true!

The familiar back is like crossing the endless space and time, taking a hundred thousand turns of dreams, then walked out and jumped to her. She couldn't suppress her feelings, and a wave of soreness shocked her throat and eyes, and it seemed as if she had to rush out of her chest.

She tried her best to cover her mouth with her hands, not letting the sound of the outgoing exit reveal the reason she was going to collapse.

Who is that person? who is it? !

He turned his head slowly, and the indifferent sight fell on her body, saying coldly. "I came by appointment."

That moment, surprise, ecstasy, awakening, loss... thousands of emotions rushed into her heart. 2

In the end, all these complicated emotions turned into a helpless smile, a sentence with a bit of sorrow.

"It's you......"

She thought it was him, but after all, it was slightly different. 1

He was slightly annoyed with her sudden calm expression. "You have to pull my clothes and want me to come. I am coming, but you are such an attitude."

She quickly made a decent smile, slightly pulled the skirt and bowed.

"His Royal Highness is coming, there is a far-reaching welcome."

Andrew Ria looked at her smiling blue eyes with a smile, her eyes filled with all sorts of puzzles. Three months ago, he happened to be visiting Egypt.

Before the Abu Simbel Temple, this weird woman suddenly rushed up, hugged herself and cried, letting the bodyguards around her pull and even force her by force.

Deviate from yourself. She just cried with all her strength, almost crying out of the blood.

God knows how such a thin girl can have such great strength, but she has no intention of hurting herself. He had to stand helplessly, let the bodyguards retreat, and let her sneeze all her tears on her white shirt.

After a long time, she finally stopped sobbing.

He just pushed her away and asked without any emotions. "Can I go now?"

The cold voice made her look up in a wrong way, and the slightest disappointment in the big eyes made his heart feel a little lost.

He raised his mouth in a snarl, "How? Hey the wrong person?"

She still looked at him slyly.

There was a bit of irritability in his heart, and he could not help but neglect the etiquette and reached up and lifted her chin. "I am like another person? He abandoned you? Don't you?"

She clenched her lips and had a bit of pain in her eyes.

At that moment, the body seemed to be out of the control of reason, and he almost blurted out without thinking, "How about staying with me?"

She jerked her head up, and an incredible look made him a little embarrassed. There are so many bodyguards and assistants around him.

He said this sentence. I don't know how many people heard it. The sentence just seems to be a response from the body that thinks over the brain.

But in any case, he said after all, everyone has heard it after all. If she refuses herself, she does not know how much she will have no face.

He couldn't help but be ashamed at the moment. "If you don't want to, let's just let go..."

"Will!"

When she hadn't finished talking, she shouted loudly, and her hands and feet immediately entangled him more forcefully.

She raised her petite chin, and there was a mist in the water-blue eyes of the sky. She looked at him without looking at it.

He just wanted to talk sarcasm, but she continued to say it. "I am willing to stay with you, I want to show you the roses I like, look at the castle I live in, see the large green fields I have. I I want to go with you to the old college I like and want to fly with you."

When he glanced, he wanted to laugh at her in a flash. "Which of you is a lady who doesn't know how to be tall, do you think I don't have a private jet or an independent manor?"

She shook her head hard and the eyes were wet again.

"Let me stay by your side, I want to stay by your side."

She looked at his amber eyes and looked at him, but he seemed to see another person through him.

His heart was irritated and his hands pushed her away from her.

"Nothing! Do you know who I am?"

"No matter who you are, I am willing to go with you

." Her tone was decisive and her eyes were firm.

He waved his hand indifferently. "What is your name?"

"Ivy La Modiette, you can call me Wei." She explained in a hurry. "I have a lot of roses in my house, pink, yellowish, white, very beautiful. Please come and have a good look." ?"

"Who cares about the rose in your home." He sneered out, "Since you are a member of the Modiet family, you will have to take care of your identity in the future." 1

Ivy's face, the face of Bai Yu's words became paler with his words.

He deliberately did not go to see her, waved his hand, walked past her with a line of bodyguards, assistants and others.

Far from hearing her crisp but slightly choked voice, "I live in London, please be sure to visit..."

For a hundred days, he could not erase her from his mind.

As if, a long time ago, he was familiar with this voice...

How did he come here?

Since that day, I have been in the blink of an eye for several months. I thought that there was no intersection in the world, but he unexpectedly appeared here.

He is not exactly the same as him, but he has that amazing look. Transparent amber eyes, straight nose, thick lips, strong body, even the indifferent voice can not help but produce a wave of strange illusion.

But he is not him, he is Andrew Ruiya, he is the prince of the present Principality of Monaco. 1

The famous prince, the beautiful appearance made him famous, which is inconsistent with the strength of the country. How many girls screamed and how many ladies were rushing. Grandmother is the famous movie star Grace Kelly, who is also the bloodline of the royal family. Andrea Albert Pierre Casiraghi, the most beautiful fairy tale of the world.

I want to be nice to you, I want to guard you by your side...+

This time... has no chance?

The vast Nile River carries fertile soil and flows gently and steadily for thousands of years. The fiery wind blew across the banks of the Nile, and tall ferns stretched straight into the clear blue sky. The bustling Thebes, the magnificent Thebes, still stands on the banks of the Nile, watching every subject belonging to the country of the Sun.

The quiet and solemn West Bank of Thebes, today ushered in a grand ceremony. Surrounded by the magnificent temple, the best anti-corruption in Egypt and the first prophet of the death of the ruler gathered in the death house of the royal family to hold a grand burial ceremony for the unfortunate Princess. The half-year-old princess died in the mother's arms because of the evil. Now she is going to be broken her head, taking out the brain and internal organs, and drying it to make a mummy.

The whole of Egypt is filled with heavy sorrow, the second child of Pharaoh Ramses and Queen Nefertari. It is rumored that the priest did not promptly and correctly pray to the death of Osiris, who died in the palm of his hand, which led to the deterioration of his condition. Such a simple mistake led to the demise of the royal blood. The priest who committed a serious and stupid mistake was the child of Seti I and the lover, the priestess of the Karnak Temple, and the sister of Pharaoh, Princess Ivy.

The public has long been quite vocal about this Princess Ivy, and the negative rumors circulating in the market all come from her special life experience.

The child of Seti I.

Legend has it that the mysterious lover of Seti I was a strange priestess. No one knew her past, nor did anyone guess her future. Her looks are different from ordinary Egyptians and have the ability to predict the future. She once predicted that Pharaoh's flesh would be dug up and discarded by ignorant descendants three thousand years later; prophecy that Thebes would become the ruins of desertification; prophecy Egypt would be razed to the ground by even now unknown little people.

The people are afraid of her strength and also hate her strength. But the cruel Pharaoh of Seti I loved her like that, and she did not hesitate to make her the first prophet of the temple to protect her.

And all this still can't erase the people's resistance to her from the bottom of my heart.

Seventeen years ago, they gave birth to a princess. Seti I was overjoyed and immediately gave her the title of Princess and granted her the power to inherit the position of the First Prophet of her mother to prove her lineage. In this way, after another 12 years, Seti I passed away. Before he died, he still thought about letting the beloved priestess and daughter Ivy live in the royal family, and set the will of their hereditary priests.

On the day of his death, there was a thing that everyone could not expect. The lover who was deeply loved by him disappeared overnight without a trace, leaving only the young Ivy. Never appeared again.

The mysterious disappearance of the Priestess was naturally linked to the death of Seti I. Although there is no conclusive evidence, but Pharaoh has just traveled to another world, his favorite lover will disappear without a trace, and it will not make sense. Yu Li is even more unclear!

In a dissatisfaction and suspicion of this strange priestess, Ramses inherited the throne of the father. He granted the position of the priest of Ivy in accordance with the purpose, but deprived her first prophet of her power by leaving her mother as the spoiler of Seti I.

Then, it is three years.

Just as people gradually faded away from the abandoned princess, this earth-shattering thing broke out.

The petition was kept on the priestly court, and the temple documents were recorded on papyrus and presented to Pharaoh. People admire Pharaoh, people love the Queen, people pamper the blood of the Wang family. Years of grievances have gathered together, and they have unanimously demanded that the descendant of the devil, Princess Ivy, be executed as soon as possible.

"I have to think about it."

The empty Thebes Chamber, a long thin blanket with a royal coat of arms, points straight to the wide throne in the middle. The golden vultures entrenched in the back of the chair, the sharp eyes seem to have a life and look at the hall.

The young pharaoh threw a sedge of the sorrel paper handed down by the clerk and leaned it aside, leaning gently against the fine king's sofa. The amber scorpion glanced indifferently at the center of the hall. "I have already Ivy's priesthood was withdrawn, but she was a priestly man after all, whether she was executed or not, and she would wait until Ritah returned from Lower Egypt to make a decision.」

"Yes, Your Majesty." The minister of the internal affairs department replied reverently, and did not dare to rebel against Pharaoh's will.

"But the people are there..."

"It is said that Ivy has been under house arrest and her execution has been announced recently."

"Yes." The courtier hurriedly bowed, and the clerks in the hall quickly recorded the meaning of Pharaoh on paper.

"Do you have anything else?" Ramses twitched her dark brown hair, "Speak."

"Yes..." The courtier hesitated, and finally he said it in a hurry. "The Queen's Highness has asked to meet him... His Majesty has not visited for several months. What happened, is it..."

"Don't see. Let her rest well." The thick eyebrows slammed tightly, and Ramses icy and decisively threw a sentence, waiting for the interior official to reply, he had picked up the papyrus at hand, clear The order was ordered underground. The poor official was left out there, thinking for a few seconds and still didn't know how to continue the topic. After a bowing prayer, he left the hall with a slight panic.

Pharaoh's momentum is terrible! It seems that all of Egypt is only able to deal with him freely by Ritah and Mentus. Although this time the benefits of the Queen's Highness are accepted, it is still impossible to say a few words. It is really impossible to make a difference. But then again, the legend is that he is very fond of Queen Nefertari, and now it seems to be just a catch-and-see information. After such a big thing happened, no matter how the poor queen asked how to ask for a meeting, he was rewarded with a glance.

But His Majesty is indeed the most favored Nefertari. Nefert Taley's children were all enriched with territories, and every pregnancy in Nefertari was a national event. Is it just for the sake of the child? If it is for the sake of a child, which woman is not the same?

The interior official scratched his slick scalp, his face puzzled and confused. He muttered "The things of the Wang family really do not understand", while walking to the outside of Wangcheng.

In a flash, the Chamber of Justice resumed silence. Ramses retired from the surrounding attendants, threw the instruments in his hand aside, leaning against the large chair and closing his eyes slightly.

The scene in the shrine of the day has come to his mind again. The petite figure who stood tall in front of him rushed into his mind uncontrollably.

Ivy, the sister he hated from his heart, was determined to kill her at that time. The death of the little princess was discovered because the evil was too late, and Yu Li had nothing to do with the priest itself. The priestly court revealed this information to the public only because Litah knew his mind so much that it was done to put her to death. After all, Ai Wei is nominally the blood of the Wang family. No matter how much he hates her, it is always necessary to kill her. The death of the little princess is a very good opportunity.

In the temple, he hit the chest with his scepter. It seems that because of the random blow of anger, in fact, it is enough to use her strength, the purpose is to take her life in one fell swoop. But... she didn't die, he hesitated when he wanted to give the final blow. Just because that sentence is not like what she said, hesitating...

"Because Egypt is yours! You are the only mediator between man and God. You are the justice of the upper and lower Egypt. Therefore, you should abide by justice and be rewarded and punished."

She said... it makes sense.

His aversion to Ivy is probably due to the mother of the younger sister, the lover of the father, the woman who is betrayal and swearing. In fact, he never knew about this younger sister who had always hated him. For example, today she can say such words, it has greatly exceeded his expectations. In the impression, in the few meetings they sparse, she always hid him, watching him with fear and alertness. He never thought that she could be as brave as she could, and decisively stood up to protect her slaves in the case of life and death.

Pharaoh's mouth twitched a shallow arc, and it turned out that there are still people who are so guts. And this person who can arouse his slight approval is actually his disgusting sister.

Perhaps, in this matter, he really gradually deviated from the justice that a ruler should have, and was excessively emotional. Maybe he really needs a little time to think about it, whether he wants to kill her...

Or, use it for others.

He needs to think about it.