the next day.
The morning light poured into the palace through the intricately carved stone windows. As soon as Lin Ke opened his eyes, he could vaguely hear the bustling sounds of Cairo.
The laughter of the crowd, mixed with the beat of drums, came through the thick palace walls.
The vendors in the market were shouting their wares loudly, children were chasing and playing in the streets, and some artists were playing musical instruments, which drew bursts of cheers from the onlookers.
The atmosphere of celebration has already spread throughout the city, and even the air is faintly filled with the sweet aroma of spices.
The streets and alleys of the city were already hung with colorful silks and flags, and the flags symbolizing the holy Egyptian desert and the Nile River were at the highest point, fluttering in the wind.
Although Lin Ke hadn't walked out of the bedroom yet, he already felt like he was in the middle of a grand festival.
"It's really lively today."
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, the celebration is about to begin."
The Holy Pharaoh Linke was sitting on a low couch inlaid with gold. The waiters had been waiting respectfully for a long time, ready to carefully wash and groom the holy ruler of Egypt.
Lin Ke nodded, motioning for him to continue what he was doing.
At this time, the high priest personally stepped forward and poured clean water from the Nile into a bronze basin decorated with the Eye of Horus, chanting prayers.
“May the great Atum grant you divine cleanliness, and may the holy Pharaoh’s skin be as pure as the lotus.”
Oh! What a comfortable water temperature!
The warm water soaked her skin. Lin Ke leaned back on the gold-inlaid low couch, closed her eyes slightly, and felt the comfort brought by the water.
He could clearly feel that the high priest's technique was just right, neither too fast nor too slow.
The slightly warm water brushed across his skin, relieving Lin Ke's fatigue slightly. He could feel a sense of relaxation from the inside out.
At this time, the servant presented delicious candied fruit, and Lin Ke picked up one and put it into his mouth.
The sweet juice melts instantly on the tip of the tongue, making people squint their eyes slightly.
Afterwards, a glass of pomegranate juice was served, and the whole person seemed to feel a little lighter.
He turned his head and glanced casually across the hall.
The maids beside her stood quietly, their light golden tulle gently clinging to the curves of their bodies.
When the morning breeze blows, the gauze flutters slightly, like the light waves on the banks of the Nile, revealing a soft and flowing light.
They lowered their eyes, moved gently, and slowly mixed the ointment with their jade-like fingertips.
Lin Ke looked at them. Although his eyes were calm, his breathing had unconsciously become faster.
Delicious food and beautiful women, this is the life of the Holy Pharaoh!
Lin Ke couldn't help swallowing, but he just took a sip of pomegranate juice to cover it up.
The maids then presented ointment filled with frankincense and myrrh, and gently applied it to Lin Ke's arms, neck and chest with their warm fingers.
Their movements are delicate and slow, with just the right amount of strength. The warmth of the ointment seeps through the skin, which generally makes people relax quickly.
But Lin Ke only felt his heartbeat quicken a little. He closed his eyes slightly and tried to steady his breathing.
No, it's too comfortable!
What's going on with this electric shock-like feeling!
The maids' fingertips gently pressed across his shoulders and neck, and their breath occasionally passed through Lin Ke's ears, making his scalp feel numb.
But he is the Holy Pharaoh, the king who rules over Holy Egypt, so naturally he would not make any noise in the hall that is inconsistent with his status.
He sat upright as usual, his eyes calm and his expression expressionless, but his fingers tightened slightly, and even his toes curled up quietly.
The maids continued to apply the ointment, and when their fingertips brushed across Lin Ke's chest, the force became a little gentler, as if they were carefully worshiping a statue of a god.
Lin Ke's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he calmly shifted his gaze away, looking towards the palace wall in the distance.
It seemed like he was thinking about national affairs, but in fact his mind was blank.
Finally, he coughed lightly and said calmly: "Okay."
The maids immediately stopped what they were doing and stepped back respectfully.
Lin Ke nodded calmly, then slowly raised his hand to pick up the pomegranate juice and took a sip. The sweet and sour taste pulled him out of the gentle vortex of electricity.
Just as Lin Ke was about to get up, two maids came towards him holding ivory scrapers.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, please allow us to trim your beard."
Seeing this, Lin Ke nodded slightly.
Normally, hair removal is an important part of the Pharaoh's daily routine. Due to the tense war situation before, Lin Ke had never experienced this before.
The tradition of Holy Egypt is that smooth and flawless skin symbolizes purity and holiness, so not a single hair can remain.
Two skilled maids held ivory scrapers, dipped them in depilatory cream made of beeswax and fine sand, and carefully removed the fine hair on Lin Ke's arms and legs.
The lukewarm plaster covered the skin, and after a moment, the scraper passed through it, taking away all the impurities, leaving only a silky smooth surface.
Lin Ke glanced down and sighed in his heart: This method is more sophisticated than maintaining the sacred altar.
When the scraper slid across his calf, the warm touch brought a strange tingling sensation. He frowned slightly, but remained seated, just silently reminding himself in his heart.
It's just a daily ritual, and there can't be any sign of anything unusual.
When the last cut was made, the maid stepped back respectfully and said softly, "Your Majesty, the repair is complete. Your skin is now as smooth as royal stone and as fine as Nile water."
Lin Ke nodded slightly, his eyes calm as usual, and reached out and gently stroked his arm, which felt so smooth that it was almost unfamiliar.
He even felt that even ants could slide from the base of his legs to the top of his feet.
...Well, at least there won't be any weird things getting caught in his leg hair today.
The servants stood in two rows, guiding Lin Ke to stand up and go to the next area.
Also, what else?
He came to another room, where another person was standing, waiting for him.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
Lin Ke nodded. He looked at the things on the table and roughly understood what was going on.
Time to put on makeup!
The makeup artist at the side, an elderly craftsman with black curly hair, dipped his hands into the precious pigments brought from Nubia in the past, and painted the makeup for the holy pharaoh that symbolized divine power.
He first applied a paste made of turquoise powder evenly on the eyelids, and then used carbon black malachite powder to outline the eyes, making the pharaoh's eyes deeper and sharper, like the gaze of an eagle in the desert.
Finally, he used the most precious red ochre dye to adorn his cheeks, making the Pharaoh's appearance even more majestic in the sun.
"Ah! Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh! Your appearance is like the incarnation of the sun god, majestic and sacred, enough to shock everything in the world!"
Lin Ke nodded slowly, feeling a little expectant.
What will it look like?
The maid brought a polished bronze mirror inlaid with gold. Lin Ke smiled slightly and looked at her reflection.
Isn't this smoky makeup?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
