Chapter 334 The Princess Who Refuses to Marry 4
I originally thought that the most troublesome thing was the fantasy of uncertainty, but now I realize that there is no worst, only more terrible, and more healthy.
"How is Princess Sulita?" a voice came from outside.
Sulita is the owner of the body. Like all royal families, they give random names when they are minors, and only give a formal name when they are seven or eight years old.
Seven or eight years old is considered an adult... sweat it. There is no way, why do people here generally get married early, and the royal family is even more pitiful. The average age of death for royal family members after they reach adulthood is about twenty years old, which is far lower than the thirty-something years old for common people.
The body owner is about to "come of age" and has already drafted several names. The body owner's mother-in-law's favorite is Surita Ramon. Sulita was named by the Pharaoh. Although it was a baby name, the mother-in-law did not want to change it. The entire name means: Surita who is protected by the god Ramon.
Generally speaking, only the pharaoh has the right to name himself or his spouse "Ramon". The intention of the mother-in-law is obvious, that is, she wants to become the next pharaoh's princess.
Xi Ning... felt for the first time that she, who specializes in cheating sisters and masters, actually had someone more cheating than her, and had deceived her daughter miserably.
"Your Highness, Princess Sulita has just woken up, and the witch doctor is treating her. Please come in later." That was the maid Duya who was speaking. Almost all the men and women here did not wear clothes, and only wore fig leaf-like things or loincloths. The skirts, different statuses, and the wrapping methods of the waistband are different. Men wear more cloth than women.
Fortunately, in the middle and late stages of this civilization, the clothes of the royal family and nobles covered their chests. Otherwise, Xi Ning could not imagine running away in front of everyone, even if it was the body of the owner.
At this time someone came again: "Brother, you are here too!"
"Hmm~" The prince seemed unhappy.
"Your Highness Tadelia, Princess Sulita has just woken up and the witch doctor is treating her. Please wait a moment." Du Ya was once again respectful and polite, and reported in a soft voice.
In less than ten seconds, someone seemed to have arrived again, and their voice was younger than the previous two: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness Tadelia."
"Haha, you are here too. There is a third brother for everything!" The second prince's words were as sharp as a sharp sword.
The eldest prince said tepidly: "The third brother is here."
"Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince." It was Thutmose, the third brother from a concubine.
The eldest prince Amenhotep, who had just become the crown prince, the eldest princess Isenofre...these long names that can kill people, if it weren't for the body owner's own memory, just memorizing these names would make her faint.
There was something in the eldest prince's words: "The father, the queen, and the mother and concubine were still thinking about you. They said that you are humble, understand the importance of elders and inferiors, and have good etiquette. They are discussing whether to adopt you to Princess Nibetavi." Let her have a son.”
Princess Nibetavi is the daughter of the previous pharaoh and the concubine of the current pharaoh. After three miscarriages and no pregnancy news for four years, I am afraid it will be difficult to conceive.
In fact, in the end, the third prince did not become the princess's son. The eldest prince said this. On the one hand, he was separated from the second prince and scolded him for being unruly. On the other hand, it also made the third prince think.
The third prince continued to speak normally: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Queen, Thank you, Princess Nefertari, and thank you, the Crown Prince, for your care."
The third prince is not an easy man, and his greeting etiquette is impeccable. I definitely didn't take what the eldest prince said just now to heart. With the brains of the third prince, I don't believe you.
The second prince said nonchalantly: "Why is my brother still like this? I'm getting tired of waiting. Is the witch doctor finished? Will the fourth brother and eldest sister come?" Xining sneered. The eldest sister has a noble status and can't wait to do it. The sisters are all mummies.
The fourth prince is the shrewdest. Now that the eldest prince has just been established as the prince, he knows that he should keep a distance from her. Not coming to visit would make the eldest prince happy.
The witch doctor finally finished talking about being a demon, and Duya walked in, half-kneeling in front of the bed: "Your Highness the Princess, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness Tadelia..."
Xining said quickly: "I know, let them in." She was exhausted from hearing the names being announced one by one.
Duya and a group of maids immediately got busy. Duya gently lifted her up and put a soft and large cushion on her back.
A maid came over with a bronze mirror and asked her to take a look at her face.
In the mirror, Xining saw a thin girl with shoulder-length braids. Her black hair was braided into dozens of neat braids and hung down like a child's head. With a high nose and big eyes, she was considered very beautiful at the time. It’s just the peacock green eye shadow applied on the eyelids, and thick black eyeliner and eyebrows, which is really weak.
The lips were very pale, almost colorless. A maid brought a plate with various cosmetics on it. Duya knelt down and picked up a small box. The box was as big as eye cream and opened, revealing red rouge inside.
Xining refused: "That's it, your highnesses, please come in." Whatever looks good, even if the owner has a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and a pockmarked face, these princes won't be able to see it. In the presence of royal power, even a sow can sleep.
Xining took advantage of the bronze mirror to take another look at herself. The back of the body owner's head is more bulging than that of ordinary people. This is unique to the royal family. The back of the head is large, round, and high and convex. In fact, this is also one of the reasons for dystocia. It is not known whether it is genetic or the genetic consolidation after consanguineous marriage. But with such a head, the brain capacity is larger than that of ordinary people, and the descendants who survive are said to be very smart.
It's better to be stupid. There are some smart brothers who are in better health than the body master. How can the body master escape?
Three shirtless princes wearing only skirts came in.
Xining almost covered his forehead. The three of them all wore "life-locking braids", which meant that only a bunch of long hair was left on the left side, braided into a braid, and all the hair on the rest of the head was shaved.
Men here basically shave their hair to avoid lice and fleas. On a hot day, it’s cool to have no hair.
Boys from royal families would wear this "lock of youth" hairstyle, and then shave it all off when they grow up. But this hairstyle is really... just like the warrior hair of the Great Chrysanthemum Dynasty, no matter how handsome the handsome guy is, he becomes funny and ugly.
All of them wore cloth skirts wrapped around their waists, with a long braid on the left side of their bald heads. What distinguished them was the fabric pattern of the skirts and the luxury of their jewelry. But such an outfit simply ruins your outlook.
Although I'm here for a mission, I still hope to feel comfortable in front of me and have some handsome guys and beauties. As a result, when we got here, the women were all fairies without clothes, and the men were all bald monks with heavy makeup.
If Ramses II, Tutankhamun, and Amenhotep III were also dressed like this, it would be awesome to wake up and stop dreaming. Unless you want to see Tang Monk with heavy makeup.
After the three princes walked in, the maids immediately placed soft seats in front of the bed for the three princes to sit down.
The second child just sat down on the small stool closest to her. The eldest prince only frowned slightly and sat on another stool. The third prince sat down only after he saw everyone sitting down.
(End of chapter)