sinovels Chapter 50 Chapter 50
Chapter 50 Chapter 50
Caesar raised his eyebrows slightly, he glanced up at Cleopatra VII, and then his eyes fell on her stomach.
Cleopatra VII didn't have the slightest fear, because she knew that Caesar would recognize the child.
Although he didn't know what happened to Caesar and Ptolemy XIII, Cleopatra VII knew that Caesar wanted to stimulate Ptolemy XIII to make him completely give up on Caesar.
Thinking of this, Cleopatra VII looked back at her dear brother. This look seemed provocative, but it was actually a probing look.
Ptolemy XIII standing there quietly, with that expression of forbearance and grievance, really acted like it.
Cleopatra VII suddenly felt very funny, she had a feeling that she was forced to watch the show.
As expected, Caesar did not say anything about this important news, and this attitude was already tacit.
Even if he knew about this shiny green hat, Caesar wore it.
"Okay, very good, it turns out that what Cleopatra VII said is true." Ptolemy XIII didn't expect the hysteria, he just lowered his voice.
But this look looks heartbroken, "Go ahead, I won't bother you to reminisce about the old days." Ptolemy XIII had a wry smile on his lips.
Ptolemy Thirteen turned around, and seemed to be dragging his feet, step by step to leave, but no one noticed that the moment he turned around, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This time, the play can be full marks, right?
Caesar stood there without a trace of expression on his face, but there were fluctuations in his eyes.
Cleopatra took one look at him, then took a step back, walked to the bed, and sat down.
Cleopatra VII touched her stomach, "Is Caesar satisfied with me carrying this gift?" She asked with a smile.
Caesar ignored Cleopatra VII, he was still looking out the door.
Cleopatra VII stood up suddenly, "Caesar!" She was a little angry, why did this person only have eyes for her damned brother.
Cleopatra VII strode forward like crazy, she wrapped her arms around Caesar's neck, "How about I go tell you my agreement to Ptolemy XIII, Caesar!"
Caesar's gaze finally fell on Cleopatra VII, "Do you want to die?" He asked word by word, with killing intent already in his words.
Cleopatra VII suddenly laughed, "If it's not that I can't get what I want, death is a kind of relief for me."
She stood on tiptoe, her lips just touching Caesar's chin.
The shape of Caesar's jaw was drawn little by little with the tip of his tongue. Cleopatra VII put Caesar's hand on his stomach, "Caesar, how about killing him? Kill him, and you still have a chance to turn back."
The bewitching and charming voice is like the sound of nature, as everyone knows, it's just a devil's disguise.
Since she can't get it, she, Cleopatra VII, will destroy everything, whether it is killing Ptolemy XIII or Caesar.
Caesar sneered, and he pushed Cleopatra VII away, "Kill him? It's better to be together."
Cleopatra VII laughed loudly, and she went up to embrace Caesar again, "Caesar, the more you are like this, the more I like you, what do you say?"
"Then how about I take you to hell together." Caesar said word by word, he was not joking.
"Hell, am I in hell now, Caesar, do you love Ptolemy XIII?" Cleopatra VII asked with a half-smile.
Caesar didn't answer, he looked at Cleopatra VII coldly, and grabbed her chin, "Remember, you are just a pawn."
Cleopatra VII looked up at Caesar, without showing any sign of surrender. She held Caesar's hand with her own little hand, with a smile in her eyes.
She ran her foot back and forth across Caesar's strong calf and, as expected, Caesar let her go.
Cleopatra VII raised her eyebrows lightly, looking at the expressionless Caesar.
"Caesar, that person is a demon." Cleopatra VII said this, and then turned and left with a smile. Her laughter echoed throughout the palace, and it lasted for a long time.
Caesar closed his eyes, and the face of Ptolemy XIII appeared in front of him, "Devil, is he a demon in this life?"
Ptolemy XIII walked aimlessly.
He ran into a person head-on, and he stood there, looking at Ptolemy XIII motionlessly.
Ptolemy XIII raised his head and looked directly at him.
The person in front of him seemed to be about the same age as Ptolemy XIII, and his complexion was abnormally pale. He looked at Ptolemy XIII with inquiry in his eyes.
Ptolemy XIII walked forward to meet his gaze, and he smiled at the man in front of him.
"Pharaoh of Egypt, Ptolemy XIII." Ptolemy XIII stretched out his hand and introduced himself.
"Gaius Octavian Thurinus." The man replied, he looked at the hand extended by Ptolemy XIII, hesitated, and extended his own hand.
Octavian's hands were slightly cold, in sharp contrast to Ptolemy XIII's softness.
"I still have something to do, let's go first." Ptolemy XIII nodded to Octavian, and then let go of his hand. He was still looking for someone, but he didn't have time to accompany the "children" here Play.
Ptolemy XIII waved his hand and walked forward.
Octavian looked at Ptolemy XIII who was going away, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This smile, coupled with his somewhat sick appearance, gave off an evil feeling, "Ptolemy XIII?"
Octavian raised his hand and looked towards the sun, "Pharaoh of Egypt."
Ptolemy XIII rubbed his nose, suddenly had a bad feeling, he turned around and looked behind him, but there was no one following him.
He shook his head, maybe because he had too many recent memories, he became a little nervous.
Ptolemy XIII rubbed his temples, and as soon as he turned around, he met the one he was looking for, Antony, Caesar's most important army commander, during those days when Caesar was in Egypt, he was the one who guarded Rome. .
Ptolemy XIII stopped and looked up and down at Anthony in front of him. He was taller than Caesar, his skin was a beautiful wheat color, and his facial features were deep, like an engraving. He was much younger than Caesar. Caesar's composure is a bit more wild.
"King Ptolemy Thirteen." Anthony spoke first, and he seemed to be able to lower his tone. Listening carefully, his breathing seemed a little short.
Ptolemy XIII suddenly wanted to play a joke on him.
He clutched his chest and took a few steps forward, "I'm not Ptolemy XIII, I'm Cleopatra VII, Anthony, you've got the wrong person."
After saying this, Anthony's face froze for a moment, as if he really believed it.
Ptolemy XIII suddenly laughed. He was just about to tell him, "It's just a joke." But he looked behind him.
What a coincidence, behind Anthony was Caesar walking slowly.
The corners of Ptolemy XIII's mouth slightly raised. He looked around, but he didn't see Cleopatra VII. Caesar really wanted to act, why didn't he play the whole set with his heart?
Ptolemy Thirteen stood on tiptoe and wrapped his arms around Anthony's neck. He held Anthony's hand with the other, and then put his hand on his waist.
"Dear Antony, please accept the etiquette from the kingdom of Ptolemy."
Ptolemy XIII put his cheek against Anthony's face, and touched his lips lightly.
The current Ptolemy XIII has many memories from previous generations, and of course there are also memories from modern times, so to make such a move, in his opinion, it is really a normal social etiquette.
But this kind of etiquette fell into someone's eyes, but it was Chi Guoguo's ambiguous relationship.
Caesar's whole body was fixed there.
Although there was no expression on his face, he held his hands tightly.
It stands to reason that Caesar should be happy to see this scene. After all, his purpose is to prevent the current Ptolemy XIII from falling in love with him, and to prevent him from blocking his plan. When I was there, the overwhelming sadness and anger rushed into my heart all of a sudden.
Caesar wanted to resist not being able to see, but his footsteps seemed to be uncontrollably walking towards Ptolemy XIII and the others.
Seeing Caesar getting closer and closer, Ptolemy XIII put away the smile on his face, he closed his eyes suddenly, and when he opened them, his eye sockets were a little red, and people who didn't know saw his appearance at this time, and they would Like I just cried.
Caesar stopped suddenly one meter away from Ptolemy and the two of them.
He just looked at Ptolemy XIII, feeling an urge to snatch him from that person's arms.
Ptolemy XIII also looked at Caesar, looking a little angry, but also looking forward to it.
Caesar gave Ptolemy Thirteen a cold look, turned and left without any further action.
Ptolemy Thirteen looked a little disappointed. It seemed that this stimulation was really too small for Caesar. However, it didn’t matter. They all followed to Rome, and the most important thing was time.
Anthony's whole body began to burn, and the hand on Ptolemy XIII's waist also became restless. His hand moved down slowly, but was held down by Ptolemy XIII's hand.
"Next time, see who I am and come looking for me." Ptolemy XIII said this, and then took a step back.
There was a seductive smile in his eyes, Ptolemy XIII took a step back, Anthony followed a step forward, and that look seemed a little possessed.
Also, it is estimated that apart from Caesar, there is really no man in this world who can refuse Ptolemy XIII.