Chapter 399 The Princess who refused to marry 68
Xining got into the car with Duya's help.
When the carriage started to move forward, Duya opened a cabinet in the carriage, and Cahamon Vasset got out of it.
Xining tapped her lips to signal not to speak.
Kahamon Vasset nodded and sat quietly aside, leaning against the car wall with his eyes closed to meditate. There will be times when he needs to expend his energy. If Princess Eleven doesn't care, she may have to escape again.
But now he is safe. With the painful lesson of twenty lashes yesterday, no one dares to approach the car at will today. If the princess is offended, she may be whipped to death instead of being given twenty lashes which are not painful or itchy.
Duya looked at Princess Eleven, who was leaning on the big soft pillow with her eyes closed. So I leaned against the car wall and closed my eyes. There was a big man not far away from me. Last night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I heard snoring and my eyes became dark.
By the time the princess woke her up, she had already arrived in front of the temple.
Cahamon Vasset was already hiding in the box.
Duya quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, wiped it on her body with the back of her hand a few times, and helped Princess Eleven get out of the car.
Xining...
After getting off the car, Xining said slowly: "There is a box inside that is a gift for the high priest. They are all fragile. Be careful when moving it down."
So a guard got on the car and moved the box down.
"Why is it so heavy?" The guard felt it was ridiculously heavy and asked another person from the car to move it with him.
After it was moved down, it was tied up with ropes, and a piece of wood was passed through the middle. Two people carried it and followed Princess Eleven in.
Akhenaten had already said hello. The high priest was not dead yet, and almost all the high-ranking priests were waiting for him to take his last breath.
The priest in charge of the doorman saluted respectfully: "It's not convenient for the high priest today. Please come back someday, Princess Eleven."
Xining said slowly: "I was originally going to the Temple of Isis, and my father asked me to give gifts to the high priest on the way. I'd better go in once, put down the gifts in front of the high priest, and leave."
Now the priest who was guarding the door could not stop him, and watched helplessly as Princess Eleven walked in with her people.
Before she arrived, a guard with a loud voice was already building momentum for the princess, shouting loudly: "Her Royal Highness Princess Suritaram has arrived!"
The sound was probably too loud, and it almost knocked off the roof of the temple. The sound echoed in the stone pillars of the temple, and I heard "Come here, come here, come here..."
There were at least fifty high-ranking priests in front of them, all of them blocking the door sanctimoniously. After hearing this, they automatically moved out of the way. It’s okay not to get out of the way, the ten stern guards in front will clear the way. There were dozens of guards behind them, and they looked so majestic.
Xining really wanted to cover her ears, the sound was too loud, but she could only pretend to raise her head slightly, her skirt fluttering, and she walked in as if there was no one else around.
Walking into the house, it was filled with the smell of prayer spices, medicine, and the stench of animal excrement needed to make medicine.
How many prayer spices have been burned? The room is full of smoke, but there is still a witch doctor who is mumbling something while putting spoonfuls of it into the fire.
The wrinkled high priest was nearing the end of his life and was speechless. His cloudy eyes were staring straight at the ceiling, and he lay there motionless.
The fifteen sons of the high priest were all kneeling in front of the bed, watching eagerly, but the high priest still refused to point out who was the successor.
Looking at her fifteen sons, ranging from twenty to forty years old, Xi Ning couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. How could she be so childish? Duya took a step forward, knelt down and saluted: "Dear high priest, the princess came to give gifts on the order of the pharaoh, hoping to make the high priest happy."
The box was carried over by four guards. The guards who carried the box couldn't understand why it was so heavy.
Now the high priest doesn't need any gifts. What he needs is Anubis to come and take away his soul. But how dare you refuse Pharaoh’s gift?
When the box was opened, Cahamon Vasset stood up from the box.
Everyone was shocked when they saw Cahamon Vasset, wrapped in linen gauze.
And Xining could see clearly that there were two sons among them. When he saw them, it was like seeing a ghost, no less than a mummy wrapped in linen standing up from the coffin.
Seeing the lying high priest, Kahamon Vasset immediately rushed forward, knelt in front of him, grabbed the high priest's hand, and cried bitterly: "Father, I am here, father, look at me. …”
The dying high priest heard the sound, and his unfocused eyes suddenly shone, and he focused on the young son in front of him.
A hand that was as dry as a branch lifted up little by little, pointed at Cahamon Vasset, opened his toothless lips, and with great effort, he uttered a hoarse voice: "He inherits~" < br>
It was as if these words had exhausted the last of his life force, and the high priest, who was struggling to support himself with his thoughts, died after finishing speaking.
A witch doctor stepped forward and held a goose feather in front of the high priest's nose for a moment. The goose feather didn't move at all, so he loudly announced: "The high priest has gone!"
Where have you gone? Of course going to see Anubis. Follow the pharaohs and priests of the past, waiting for rebirth.
Kahamon Vasset, who was originally crying, stopped mourning and slowly stood up, facing everyone. There is no need to mourn the dead excessively here, because they all have rebirth in the afterlife. He has more important things to do.
At this time, all the high-ranking priests waiting outside knelt down. The high priest was dead and identified the successor before his death.
Xining stood there without moving. As a member of the royal family, her status was the same as that of the high priest.
Du Ya knelt down, Akhenaten felt a little helpless, but still half-knelt down, half shorter. The guards, who had been looking at each other in confusion, came to their senses and quickly knelt down as well.
Kahamon Vasset seemed to have been reborn after the death of the former high priest. He stood in front of everyone as if possessed by the god Ramon, and loudly announced with tears in his eyes, majestic and sacred: "Father named me Kaha. Monissette!”
"Meet the high priest!" Everyone bowed to the ground in unison.
Xining was a little uncomfortable standing among a bunch of kneeling people, but she couldn't leave at this time.
Naturally, Cahamon Vasset could see the standing Eleven Princess, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly at her. Thanks to her, the succession was so smooth this time. Otherwise, he might have died in the woods last night, his body disguised as being killed by robbers, and left here instead of standing here...
Xi Ning felt extremely cold. Don't look down on your sister. She is only ten years old and still young. No need to be grateful. She is just a guide along the way.
Next, Cahamon Vasset acted vigorously. He took off the real gold seal from the neck of the former high priest, put it on his own neck, and ordered the two brothers who tried to murder him to be tied up.
Of course the ones who went up to be tied up were the guards brought by Princess Eleven. All the people brought by Cahamon Vasset were exhausted in the past two days. They were just borrowing people. Good people will do their best to send the Buddha to the west.
After the binding was strong, poison was poured into the person and he was poisoned to death on the spot.
(End of chapter)