The prince looked at the little princess and felt that the little princess's mother had died, and the little princess had obviously grown up. In the end, without the protection of his mother, he can't help but grow up.

Thinking that the third prince was also pitiful, he said: "Third brother, I know that you are as sensible as the eleventh sister." If you have anything to tell me in the future, don't be bored all the time. ”

The accident surprised the third prince very much, so he bowed sideways slightly: "Got it, big brother, thank you big brother for your concern." ”

Finally, he didn't say anything about His Royal Highness the Prince, and the prince saw the little princess smiling, so he also laughed happily.

The second prince was dissatisfied: "Doesn't the eldest brother hurt me?" ”

"Okay, it hurts you." The prince pointed to the wild duck that had begun to bubble on the grill outside: "Wait a while, after the best meat is given to the eleventh sister, you are the second." ”

The second prince was dissatisfied: "I called the wild duck." ”

"Then grill the fish!" Xining smiled and played a round game: "The fish was brought by the third brother, and the honey was given by the eldest brother." Is that okay? ”

"That's fine." The second prince thought about it and thought it was good. He turned to the slave who was barbecuing and shouted: "Brush more honey and go up, it's not enough to ask His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

Everyone laughed.

Not to mention, these brothers are really good to the owner, and in the previous plot, they often ask for warmth. Like at this time, the second prince and the third prince should know that they are not playing, but they are still dedicated. Otherwise, the owner would not be so sad.

Drinking wine and eating meat, the more the three princes talked, the happier they became, Xining simply removed the low table, and let the three of them sit side by side on the carpet, send the food over, and eat and drink together.

After the wine was divided among the three princes, they drank a large pot of beer, and the three princes, who were not married and rarely involved in wine, actually got drunk.

Du Ya looked at the three princes lying on the carpet, drunk and talking nonsense, crying and laughing: "How can I send this back?" ”

"Then lie here and don't send it back." Xining asked Duya to bring some more carpets and spread them seven or eight meters away, so that the servants of the three princes would stay for vigil, and sent someone to tell the pharaoh and the crown prince and the second prince's concubine.

Pharaoh Nakhat was pestered by the crown prince's concubine and came to see the time. The prince's three servants were eating supper, and the slaves' meal was leftover from the master's meal, and there were roasted meat, roasted fish, croquettes, and fruit, which were better than he had eaten at night. My heart can't help but be sour!

The three slaves immediately put down their basins and knelt down in salute.

If it weren't for the fact that the food on the plate looked good, Nackhardt wouldn't have bothered to look at it. Continuing to walk, I saw that not far from the lotus pond, a temporary gauze tent was erected, and a spice brazier to repel mosquitoes was burned outside.

The maid who was waiting outside the tent stood up at the right time when he approached.

Nackhat saw the three princes lying inside, their faces all crimson, asleep. The second child's feet were still resting on the prince's body, and the snoring sound shook the sky.

Don't be afraid of their heat, there is also a row fan on the top of the gauze tent, and as soon as the maid pulls the rope outside, the row fan swings gently to send a breeze. When the temperature drops in the middle of the night, you don't have to be afraid of the cold, there is already a quilt made of cotton and a wool felt blanket next to it.

Nackhardt's usually dignified face couldn't help but smile. He exited the tent and turned to go inside.

The gauze tent on the bed in the room had been pulled up, and the maid was carefully helping the little princess up.

Seeing that Sulita was about to get up and salute, Nakhart hurriedly said, "No, lie down." ”

The maid helped Sulita back to the bed, placing large soft pillows behind her.

Nackhart looked at Sulita, who was only 7 years old, and felt incredulous and wanted to ask. But if you think about it again, what's the use of asking, the slave must pick something that is favorable to the master.

At this time, the two maids each presented a plate, one with melons and fruits, and the other with grilled fish and meat.

Nackhat was a little upset, he was a noble pharaoh, how could he serve the leftovers? Even if he wanted to taste it again, ahem, he was also Pharaoh!

Xinin smiled: "I guess my father will come, I have made a little more and has been on a small fire, the fish was caught by Thutmose, and this bison was called by Tadelia." But if you eat fish, don't use fruit right away, it's all put in well water, it's too cold for fear of eating bad stomach. I'll ask someone to prepare another one. ”

Nackhat reached out and touched the melon and grapes, and sure enough, they were all cold.

Reaching for a piece of roasted meat, the maid respectfully handed over a fork, and the other maid began to slice meat with a small blade. He took a fork, cut a slice, smeared it with honey, and tasted it. It's piping hot, it's freshly baked, and I can't help but nod.

The fish is also charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and it is also extremely fatty, and it is not the taste of being grilled when it is cold.

Nackhat had had dinner, but he had eaten a lot. After eating, the maid brought another drink.

"Give it to me!" Xining stretched out her hand, took the drink brought by the maid and took a sip: "Well, yes, I salute my father." ”

"Your Majesty." The maid turned to Nackhardt with both hands respectfully.

Nackhardt, from the apprehension of entering the door to pantothenic acid, was already extremely relaxed and happy at this time, and took a sip after taking it, feeling different from beer or other fruit juice, the taste was very refreshing.

Xining said with a smile: "It is the water boiled by the reed root, and drinking it can eliminate food and get rid of greasy." ”

The reed root clears away heat and fire, quenches thirst, diuretic and relieves annoyance. You can't expect witch doctors who can only burn spices and sulfur and chant words, and even those who think it is natural for close relatives to marry, it is impossible to regulate the body of the master.

So Xining has begun to readjust his diet, and he doesn't drink all the medicine that he doesn't know what it is, anyway, there was a previous witch doctor who poisoned it, and it would be best to use this as an excuse.

In this world where eggs hurt, practicing martial arts is completely given up anyway. She had thought about refining qi, and ten years was enough. But the body owner has no spiritual root, and he can only try to use the known three-legged cat Tulang method to nourish his body.

Nackhardt took a few more sips and felt good. It seems that all this was arranged and ordered by Sulita herself, a princess who can give orders, and can also be a good queen, not a puppet who is led by the nose by slaves and ministers. Amanhotep is still young, and if there is such a princess with the status of a queen, the country will be more stable.

Thinking of the concubine who had just died, Nakhart couldn't help but sigh, and began to plan the next step: "Sulita, my daughter, do you think Amanhotep is okay to you?" ”

Xining's scalp began to tingle again when she heard this, and this young father was about to start pit his own daughter again.

Turning to avoid the crux of the question: "The brothers are very good to their daughters. ”

I always feel that Sulita doesn't seem to want to be a princess, Amanhotep is very good, he is the most gentle of the four surviving sons, and he will definitely treat her well. But with such a character, there must be a queen to support him. Although Isenofree is ruthless, it is just right with Amanhotep, and the queen can also give orders that the pharaoh did not give.

But the royal feud was too cruel, and sometimes the queen killed the pharaoh and set up another brother to be the pharaoh, which has been repeated for thousands of years. In comparison, Sulita, who is smart and well-behaved, and loves her brother, is more suitable to be a queen.

Thinking of this, Nakhart said directly: "You are keeping filial piety, so you simply let Amanhotep's marriage be postponed for another year and two crown princesses can be ordained." ”