Chapter 341 The Princess who refused to marry 10
The prince looked at the little princess and felt that after the death of his mother-in-law, the little princess had obviously grown up. After all, without the protection of a mother, one has to 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 do in the future, just tell me, and don't keep silent all the time."
The third prince was very surprised by the accident, so he turned sideways and saluted slightly: "I know, brother, thank you for your concern."
Finally, he stopped talking about His Highness the Crown Prince. When the Crown Prince saw the little princess smiling, he also laughed happily.
The second prince was dissatisfied: "Brother, don't you love me anymore?"
"Okay, I love you." The prince pointed to the wild duck on the grill outside that had begun to emit oil: "Wait a moment, after the best meat is given to the eleventh sister, you will be the second."
The second prince was dissatisfied: "I brought the wild duck."
"Then grill the fish!" Xining smiled and smoothed things over: "The fish was brought by the third brother, and the honey was given by the eldest brother. Is that okay?"
"That's okay." The second prince thought about it and thought it was good. He turned to the servant who was grilling the meat and shouted: "Put more honey on it, it's not enough to ask His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Everyone laughed.
Needless to say, these brothers are really kind to the body master. In the previous plot, they often asked for help. At this time, the second and third princes should know that they have no chance, but they still try their best. Otherwise, the body owner would not be so sad.
Drinking wine and eating meat, the three princes became happier and happier as they chatted. Xining simply removed the low table and let the three of them sit side by side on the carpet, sent the food over, and ate and drank together.
After the wine was divided among the three princes, they drank a large pot of beer. The three princes, who were not yet married and rarely involved in wine, actually got drunk.
Du Ya looked at the three princes lying on the carpet, drunk and talking nonsense, and wondered whether to laugh or cry: "How can I send this back?"
"Then lie down here and don't send it back." Xining asked Duya to get some more carpets and spread them seven or eight meters away. He asked the three princes' servants to stay vigil and asked people to tell Pharaoh and The crown prince and the second prince’s mother-in-law.
Pharaoh Nakhat was unable to be pestered by the prince's mother and concubine, so he came over to see what was going on. The prince's three slaves were eating dinner. The slave's meal was the leftovers from the master. Look at the barbecue, grilled fish, fried vegetable balls and fruits, which were better than what he had eaten at night. I can’t help but feel sour in my heart!
The three slaves immediately put down their basins and knelt down to salute.
If the food on the plate hadn't looked so good, Nakhat wouldn't have bothered to take a second look. Continuing to walk forward, I saw a temporary gauze tent set up not far from the lotus pond, and a brazier of incense burned outside to repel mosquitoes.
The maid waiting outside the gauze curtain stood up in time and opened the gauze curtains on the left and right sides when he approached.
Nakhat saw the three princes lying inside, their faces flushed, sleeping soundly. The second child's feet were still resting on the prince's body, and he was purring loudly.
Don't worry about them getting too hot. There is a fan installed on the top of the gauze tent. When the maid outside pulls the rope, the fan will swing gently to send out the breeze. When the temperature drops in the middle of the night, don't be afraid of the cold. There are already cotton quilts and wool felt blankets beside you.
Nakhat's usually dignified face couldn't help but smile. He exited the gauze tent and turned around to go inside.
The gauze curtain on the bed in the room has been pulled up, and the maid is carefully helping the little princess up.
Seeing that Surita was about to stand up and salute, Nakhat quickly said: "No, lie down quickly."
The maid helped Surita back to the bed and placed a big soft pillow behind her. Nakhat looked at the 7-year-old Sulita, feeling incredible and wanted to ask. But think about it again, what's the use of asking? The slave will definitely choose to say something that is beneficial to the master.
At this time, the two maids each presented a plate, one with fruits and the other with grilled fish and barbecue.
Nakhat was a little unhappy. He was an extremely noble Pharaoh, how could he serve the leftovers? Even if he wants to try it again, ahem, he is still Pharaoh!
Xining smiled: "I guessed that my father would come, so I made an extra portion and kept it warm. The fish was caught by Thutmose, and the bison was brought by Tadelia. But after eating the fish, Don’t use the fruit right away. It’s too cold for fear of spoiling your stomach. I’ll ask someone to prepare another one.”
Nakhat stretched out his hand and touched the melons and grapes. Sure enough, they were both cold.
I reached for a piece of barbecue, but the maid respectfully handed me a fork, and another maid started to use a small blade to meat it. He used a fork to pick up a cut piece, spread it with honey, and took a bite. It was piping hot and freshly baked, so I couldn't help but nod.
The fish meat is also charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and is extremely plump. It doesn't taste like this after it's been grilled after being cold.
Although Nakhat had eaten dinner, he ate a lot. After eating, the maid brought another drink.
"Give it to me!" Xining stretched out his hand, took the drink brought by the maid and took a sip: "Well, yes, give it to my father."
"Your Majesty." The maid turned to hold Nakhat respectfully with both hands.
Nakhat went from being anxious when entering the door to being sour, and now he was extremely relaxed and happy. After taking it, he took a sip. It felt different from beer or other fruit juices, and the taste was very refreshing.
Xining said with a smile: "It's water boiled from reed roots. Drinking it can help digest food and remove greasiness."
Reed root clears away heat and purges fire, promotes fluid production and quenches thirst, diuresis and relieves troubles. We can't expect those witch doctors who can only burn spices and sulfur and mutter words, and even those guys who think that marriage between close relatives is natural, can't take care of the owner's body.
So Xi Ning has started to readjust his diet, and doesn't drink any medicine that he doesn't know what it is. Anyway, the witch doctor poisoned him before, so using this as an excuse is the best.
In this miserable world, martial arts training has been completely given up anyway. She thought about refining her Qi, and ten years was enough. But the owner of the body has no spiritual roots, so he can only use the known three-legged cat earth doctor's method to recuperate his body.
Nakhat 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 can also be a good queen, rather than a puppet led by slaves and ministers. Amenhotep is still young. If there is such a princess who is equivalent to a queen, the country will be more stable.
Thinking of his beloved concubine who had just died, Nakhat couldn't help but sigh, and began to plan the next step: "Zulita, my daughter, do you think Amenhotep treats you well?"
Xining's scalp began to tingle again when he heard that this young father was going to cheat his own daughter again.
Instead, he avoided the crux of the problem: "My brothers are very good to my daughter."
I always feel that Zulita doesn't want to be a princess. Amenhotep is quite good. He is the most kind-hearted of the four surviving sons and will definitely treat her well. But with such a character, he must have a queen to support him. Although Isenofre was ruthless, he matched Amenhotep perfectly. The queen could also give orders that the pharaoh did not give.
But the royal battles were too cruel. Sometimes the queen killed the pharaoh and appointed a brother as the pharaoh. This happened in endlessly for thousands of years. In comparison, Sulita, who is smart, well-organized and loves her brother, is more suitable to be the queen.
Thinking of this, Nakhat said straightforwardly: "You are observing filial piety, so just postpone Amenhotep's marriage for another year and appoint two crown princes."
(End of chapter)