"Ha, if it weren't for my faithful supporters......" Valentinian waited until Luga and Aetius were seated, and he leaned back in his seat and said to the nobles, "Aetius and Luga are worthy of being the captains of the soldiers chosen by my mother herself, and their loyalty has shocked me, who have always been wise and serious, yes, they always want to worry about Augustus, yes, except that they cannot cure me of constipation. ”

Such a ridiculous joke made the nobles in the audience look embarrassed, and even Luga couldn't help but look at Aetius, and they all smiled awkwardly at each other, admittedly, Valentinian's joke was really too vulgar and he didn't think so.

During the banquet, Valentinian raised his glass frequently, promising everyone the wishes of the nobles who asked for him, but what the nobles said, maybe Valentinian didn't listen.

He has indulged in the dream of having so-called rights! Glasses of delicious wine did nothing but make him more drunk and heavy, and his dreams deep.

Valentinian had already fallen into the wine and the flattering words of the nobles, and naturally the two captains of the soldiers could not take care of it.

The nobles tried to get closer, but the cold eyes of the soldiers guarding them deterred them.

I'm afraid I can't bear to calm down, and it seems out of place with the current lively environment. Aetius picked up his glass and smiled at Luga opposite, "Sitting in the middle of such a noise, but being deserted as if you were out of the matter, you really deserve the good times." I propose that we raise a toast together and celebrate coming together here on this auspicious occasion. ”

"Of course, why not." Luga smiled in response, raising his glass and gesturing towards Aetius.

Having drunk the wine from his glass, Aetius breathed a sigh of relief and said to Luga, "I'm afraid I can't stay here anymore, Lord Luga, and now I must leave." ”

Luga just nodded, and Aetius then looked at Valentinian, who was drunk surrounded by nobles, this guy didn't care about him at all, Aetius shrugged helplessly, turned around and whispered a few words to the guards behind him and left.

Seeing that no one else was looking for Luga anymore, and that Valentinian was about to lose consciousness, and the nobles around him were still telling him about their distress over and over again with wine glasses, Valentinian was able to solve it for them.

Lickinia seized the opportunity to get up and come to Luga's side, whispering in his ear, "I think we have to talk about ......"

Then, Liquinia got up and left, Luga didn't dare to slack off, feeling that Liquinia's face was very bad, there must be something on her mind. He hurriedly beckoned the guards beside him and followed Licinia out of the hall one after the other.

Coming to the garden behind the palace, which was relatively empty, Luga followed Liquinia closely to the extension of the garden, which was like a labyrinth.

Presumably, Lickinia came here from time to time, and Luga was afraid that she would get lost if she turned two more times, but Lickinia was familiar with the road, and she came to the middle of the garden after three or two turns.

It was the middle of the night, and there was no finger in sight, but Lickinia stopped here.

Through the firelight, Luga saw that Lickinia was in front of a statue, a bronze statue of Augustus Octavian, and Lickinia was sitting on the pedestal, looking back at Luga, and through the firelight, Luga could clearly see resentment in her eyes.

"Lickinia," Luga whispered, not knowing how Lickinia could look at him with such resentment.

Luga turned around and beckoned his guards to stand guard nearby, lest some unwanted ones show up. Later, for the sake of light, one of his torches stood with Lickinia, and the two of them were left in such an open space, which facilitated conversation.

"You should give me an explanation, Luga." Liekinia said, sobbing a little.

"What's wrong? Liekinia, my sister. Luga was puzzled and asked, "Why do you say that, am I doing something wrong?" ”

"Tell me." Likinia looked up at Luga, "Why are you supporting Valentinian, damned, rude bastard!" ”

I don't know what kind of humiliation made Lickinia to this, her anger against Valentinian has reached a critical point, and it really has to be a moment before the eruption of the volcano.

"He's humiliated you..."Luga naturally knew what was right and wrong.

"All the time!"

"I'm sorry to make you suffer."

At this time, Luga did not know what to say, and did not know how to comfort the poor woman.

"It's not a question of making me suffer." Liginia gritted her teeth, her anger almost losing her mind, she tore her hair into a mess, and yelled at Luga, "It's all you, thanks to you, Flavis. Luga! ”

"I—" Luga was so speechless that she didn't know how to explain it to Licina.

"You betrayed my father, knowing that my father didn't want to see all this, but you really did it!" Lickinia looked at Luga with hatred, as if all her anger was due to him.

"Likenia, my sister, I'm really not what you think I am, I just want you to understand the difficulties we are facing now!" Luga was still defending himself.

"What difficulty?" Leekinia interrupted him and asked loudly, "What difficulty?" Is it the result you want to see by assisting Valentinian to ascend to my father's position and then making him the Augustus of all Rome and pushing the people of all Rome into the abyss from which they will never recover! ”

"I didn't!"

"Smack!"

As soon as Luga opened his mouth, Likinia shook his hand and slapped him to close his mouth.

"You just don't want me to be your wife, do you?"

Leekinia's words are extraordinarily calm, and the calmness reveals incomparable despair.

"You're just a politician, you're the same as those old things in the Senate, you don't want to make progress, it's just enough to keep all the honor you get here, my father is wrong about you, and I am wrong about you!"

A cold teardrop passed through Lickinia's face, and her vision blurred, and her previously clear face became hazy.

This woman, who was only in her twenties and the mother of two girls, was crying like a child in front of Luga. Every sobbing she sobbed was a resounding slap in Luga's heart, and he gritted his teeth, looked at the crying Lickinia in front of him, and reached out to help her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't touch me!" Leekinia opened Luga's hand and took a few steps back.

"We can't go back, we can't go back now!" Luga shouted over and over again in his heart, not that he didn't want to fulfill the legacy of Theodosius II, but now that the Eastern Empire was already in a struggle, and going back now would be tantamount to declaring war on the Eastern Empire.

"I assure you, Liekinia." This time, Luga calmed down and grabbed Licina's right hand and pressed it on the chest closest to his heart, and said to her: "If you can go back, I will make you the Augusta of Rome, and of course, Augustus will be me." ”

"Heh, do you think I'll believe it?" Likinia was afraid that she was already dead, she sneered and wanted to pull out her right hand, but found that no matter how hard she tried, Luga held it tightly and refused to let go.

"Trust me." Luga's tone was extremely firm.