"Shh~" Kahamon Wasset gasped like a bellows, obviously very nervous, and lowered his voice: "Don't talk, I'll hide for a while, I won't hurt you."

He covered the other person's mouth and looked at the bright and clear eyes in front of him. The look of loss had already appeared. There were so many guards outside, and the people in the largest tent should be either rich or noble, but the result was that one was obviously under 12 years old.

Adult little girl.

But with a glimmer of hope, "Who are your parents? I want to talk to them."

Xining used his eyes to signal his hand: You cover your sister's mouth, how can you speak?

This girl is too young. Although she is very calm, Kahamon Wasset dares not let go easily. If she calls out and attracts guards outside, it would be annoying.

At this time Duya walked in, and Xining clearly felt Kahamon Wasset nervous.

Du Ya knelt down in front of her floor: "What else does Your Highness have to give?" If there is no request, then you will go to bed.

Princess Kahamon Wasset was stunned and looked at the thin little girl in front of her.

While Kahamon Wasset was stunned, Xining pulled his hand down and said quietly: "Go to get a blanket for Akhenaten, so that he would not be on duty at night and go to bed early.

That's right, the barbecue is good. If there is one, bring some more."

"Yes, Your Highness Princess!" Du Ya stood up, took a blanket from the wooden cabinet next to her, and walked out.

Kahamon Wasset was still stunned when he heard the princess say coldly: "Can you get off me? You are very heavy!"

Ah? Kahamon Wasset found himself sitting on the princess' waist, turned over quickly, and then knelt down and saluted.

Damn the world, I wear too little clothes and I accidentally get a close contact.

"I'm sorry, I know it's Your Highness the Princess." Thinking of his posture just now, even if the other party was small, it was very rude.

He had basically guessed which princess it was. Judging from his age, he should be the famous Eleventh Princess. He thought that the princesses before this were older than her, and the princesses after that were born last year and are only over one year old now.

He asked tentatively without raising his head, "Are you His Highness Princess Suli Taramon?"

Xining sat up slowly and leaned against the soft pillow: "That's right, what's your name?"

"Chahamon Wasset!" He knew he might have a chance to survive: "Originally named Sinuseva, the son of the high priest."

Uh...it seems a little different from imagination. Xining deliberately frowned slightly: "The high priest is in his fifties now, and it seems that he is almost out of reach."

"Yes, I am his youngest son." Kahamon Wasset said in a simplified manner: "My father gave me the position and named me Kahamon Wasset. I was deceived by my brother.

After learning about the situation, he rushed to the temple to meet his father for the last time and inherited it as a high priest. But my brother intercepted me halfway, wanted to kill me and seize the position of the high priest."

Xining smiled bitterly. It turned out that it was not only the throne, but also the position of the high priest. When the fight was fought, the flesh and blood were destroyed, and we could die.

I heard a sound outside. It was probably because the people who were chasing saw someone camping here, so I rushed over.

Kahamon Wasset quickly begged: "Please help Princess Sulitaramon save me!"

Xining narrowed her eyes...or took the opportunity to do it, there would be no future troubles.

Mo Ming: "Good idea, support."

Xining...

At this time, the noise outside became louder. Akhenaten's voice sounded, and he drank to stop the noise: "What are you doing, what are you doing? If you disturb His Royal Highness the Princess's rest, do you still want to live!"

When the other party heard this, his tone slowed down: "Which princess is it?"

Akhenaten's domineering aura began to leak: "How can you tell the name of Your Highness at will? Who are you?"

The other party responded, obviously not as loud as before, and his tone became softer: "We are slaves of the high priest. A slave killed someone and escaped. We are chasing him. Seeing the fire here, so come and take a look."

"It's ridiculous!" Akhenaten sniffed: "So many of us, how dare the slaves who have committed the crime come over? You can go to other places to find them."

The other party quickly said, "He was injured, and we came here with blood. For the sake of the high priest, let us find it. The slaves are cruel, so everyone can rest assured to find them."

"No need for you, let's find it yourself!" Akhenaten shouted: "Look for it immediately, and come here after finding it."

There were only a few tents, and they were quickly finished: "No...we don't have them here..."

Akhenaten said nothing: "I heard that, people are not here."

The other party refused to leave: "I haven't checked there yet..."

"Bastard!" Du Ya cursed: "Where is the place where the princess sleeps, ordinary people can enter at will?"

The other party muttered: "It depends on which princess it is." If it is a concubine's princess and his status is not high, you can talk about it again.

Du Yake couldn't stand this anger and reported the information: "It's Princess Suli Taramon! How about it, do you still want to check it?"

It was quiet, but it was broken soon: "This is the golden seal of the high priest. We were ordered to chase the slaves who killed people. Please make some peace." The other party was also prepared.

"Hey~" Du Ya became angry, laughed in disdain and said aggressively: "Even the high priest is here, he is respectful to His Highness Princess. With a golden seal, I want to disturb His Highness Princess, so you are not afraid of His Highness Pharaoh.

Reduced guilty?"

If you can't catch someone, things will be in trouble. The other party was cruel and cruel: "Your Highness the Princess has not spoken, so we won't leave! For the safety of Your Highness the Princess, we must investigate."

Kahamon Wasset knelt there, put his head on the back of his hand, and dared not move. The priest had a high status, except for the pharaoh, and even the most powerful pharaoh had to accept the three-point account of the high priest. And this

Only the Eleventh Princess can save him.

Xining thought it through, threw a pillow over, and said softly: "Don't kneel down, wipe the blood clean!"

Kahamon Wasset was stunned and raised his head...

"I want to see who dares to break in today!" Du Ya stopped in front of the tent, holding her head up. Beside her was a group of guards holding scimitars and facing a group of guards holding sticks.

Akhenaten held the knife and looked cold: "How can you guys invade the princess's majesty? Retreat immediately, otherwise you're welcome!"

And the other party even expected that the person was inside, otherwise what would he do: "We are just ordering the high priest, and you even inform the princess, and you will stop here. Can you speak for the princess?" Anyway, he was surrounded and stopped him.

As long as you delay enough time, the high priest dies and the new high priest takes office, it will be considered as if the dust has been settled.

Suddenly, a slightly childish girl's voice came from inside: "Who is outside?"

When Du Ya heard this, she immediately turned around and knelt down: "It was the high priest who came to find the slave who committed the crime, which disturbed His Highness the Princess' sleep. Please forgive him."

"Oh, have you found it?" The sound inside seemed to have just woken up, with a slight nasal sound.

The head who came to chase the death quickly said, "I haven't found it yet, but I just missed the princess' tent. So please let us take a look for the high priest's sake."
Chapter completed!