Marrying the Egyptian Pharaoh at the Beginning: My Magical Magic Ring

"When I was put into a camel sedan with a red hijab, I thought it was a substitutionary marriage that would lead to death—after all, the bride of Ramses, the new king of Egypt, was supposed to be a princess who died suddenly, and I was just an orphan girl from the slums who could draw two talismans to ward off evil spirits. But who would have thought that when he was assassinated under the pyramid, I used air-entraining magic to summon a swarm of bees to shield him from the knife; the Nile flood was about to flood Thebes, and I knelt on the bow of the boat to control the water with my spirit, and the waves actually followed my gestures and receded into a crescent moon; for the old wound on his back, which was so deep that the bones could be seen, I used magic to warm it for seven days, and new flesh grew out of the scab. He pinched my wrist and pressed it against the sacred pillar, his eyes turning red like a provoked lion: "An Si, who are you? " It wasn't until I "accidentally" lost my memory after being pushed down the Nile that he panicked—— He knelt down and cut off three stone figurines outside the temple, and the palace road was paved with me made of gold; I was stung by a poisonous bee, but he used his body to block me. The magic backfired and made him cough up blood, and he said with a smile, "This way you won't hate me." Later I touched the scarab gem set in his crown, which had my name engraved on it. He said: "God Amun testifies that my heart has long been poisoned by your magic. " ——It turns out that the most ruthless thing is not the magic, but the heart-wrenching love hidden under his arrogance. "