"You don't seem to be happy with the clothes in your hands." Luga leaned against the doorframe and looked at Tenaia with an appreciative eye.

Somehow, he always had a deep sense of remorse for Tenaia and was adamant that she deserved it and that Luga should remove all obstacles for her before the wedding was completed.

"Oh yes, I love it!" Tenaia looked at Luga with the dress in her hand. She smiled, smiled contentedly, and she held the gown, and from time to time looked down at the garment in her hand, as if she were holding a priceless treasure.

"Then why don't you wear it?" Luga was a little puzzled, and then asked, "Is it because you don't like this material?" This is a silk, a treasure from the East, a supreme treasure. ”

"No, no, no, it's the best thing I've ever seen, oh my God, it's light like a gust of wind in my hand, weightless, but it feels so real." Tenaia held the dress, her hands trembling slightly with excitement.

Seeing Tenaia so excited, Luga's heart felt as if someone had been punched hard in the heart.

He even began to secretly rejoice in his heart for God's mercy in giving him a chance to make amends for the damage he had overlooked.

"Let's wear it, at least, so that I can satisfy my personal little selfishness before you let the world witness your beauty." Luga pretended to plead and said to Tenaia that he just wanted Tenaia to wear this gorgeous dress.

Unable to resist Luga's pleading, Tenaia smiled and glanced at Maximus, who was standing beside her at some point, looking up and down at the clothes in her hand.

"Do you want to see it too?" Tenaia smiled and asked Maximus softly.

Maximus, who still looked timid, stole a glance at Luga, then at his mother, Tenea, his eyes widened, and nodded slightly.

"Look, even our kids can't wait." Luga urged, "Go and try it, Tenea, beautiful clothes always need to be worn on the body to show their value." ”

"As you wish, Luga, oh!" Tenaia spoke Luga's name, but suddenly seemed to understand something, and in surprise she reached out to cover her open mouth because of surprise, and her eyes widened as if she had said something wrong.

"No, you don't have to be formal, you don't have to be formal, Tenaia." Luga shook her hand at Tenaia and said, "This is your exclusive privilege, Tenaia, and only you can call me by my name. ”

"Oh, yes!" Tenaia looked down, smiled, and took her clothes and went into the room that the maid had prepared for her to change. Leaving Luga and Maximus in place.

"Hi there, Maximus!" Luga smiled, trying to make herself very kind enough to greet Maximus.

Little Maximus was very wary of Luga, and he didn't even accept Luga's kind greetings, but took two steps back.

Such a move was not surprising to Luga, after all, this child who had been under house arrest for ten years, he might have been in addition to his mother and the dead Sebastianus for so long, this stubborn old man was too old, at least he accompanied Maximus in his childhood.

Luga, who considered himself not a proper father, looked at Maximus in front of him and looked at him timidly, he seemed to recall that when he returned to Rome in Great Sicily, Tenaia always held his stomach and looked at him, but at that time he was still immersed in the frustration and anger of not being able to take back Africa, and completely ignored the woman who was always by his side.

"Maximus!"

Luga looked at little Maximus and said with a smile: "I always feel a little bad about the name that Tenaia chose for you, but I have a new idea for your name, and I don't know if you want to." ”

Little Maximus stared at Luga with wide eyes, and when he learned that Luga was going to name him, he nodded or shook his head firmly.

"How?" Luga looked at Maximus with a puzzled expression and asked, "It seems that you are very resistant to me naming you!" ”

Luga then explained: "Son, it's not because I don't like the name Maximus, because it has the same name as a very nasty guy, I don't want my child to have the same name as that guy, I don't want to accept that!" ”

Seeing that little Maximus stopped talking, Luga reached out to hold his chin, thought for a moment, and then said: "Adernus, the god of judgment means, well, very, very nice name. ”

"Hey honey, how about coming and seeing my clothes?" At this time, only Tenaia's voice was heard, Luga and Maximus looked up at the same time, only to see that Tenaia was wearing a tight-fitting dress that outlined the curves of her figure tightly and sexy, plus purple clothes and gold jewelry, making her look not only beautiful, but also worthy of the nobility of a noblewoman, of course, a noble woman has more than a valuable dress.

"Hey, dear, you're so beautiful!" Luga's eyes seemed to grow on Tenea's body, and Tenaia also enjoyed Luga's gaze, after all, it was a full decade late.

Luga couldn't help but step forward and hugged Tenaia tightly, little Maximus also clinged to him, he also wanted to get his mother's arms, of course, Luga did not reject him, but took him into his arms, at least, such a small family was finally reunited.

"Do you know where Caesar has gone, Your Excellency?"

Sitting in the garden at the top of the palace, Quinia was dressed in all the glamorous outfits she would wear for tomorrow's wedding, as well as countless gold jewellery from top to bottom.

Such a painstaking dress naturally made this beautiful princess look more like a god descending from the heavens, but she was so melancholy, after all, the seat opposite her was empty, and there was no one who should sit here, which made her whole heart empty, as if a piece was missing.

"In the side palace, ma'am."

Not far behind Liekinia, John. Antiochus replied respectfully.

"Sure enough." Likinia snorted coldly, her smile was full of helplessness and bitterness, she didn't know how to express the sorrow in her heart, whether to blame Luga or blame herself, she didn't know, she didn't want to know.

"John," Lickinia said slowly, turning her head to the side, "you are a very important person in front of my father, and of course, I can also see your loyalty to Flavis, what do you think about this, that is, about the great Augustus marrying a lowly commoner?" ”

"I'm afraid this is not the time to worry about this, ma'am!" John. As he spoke, Antiochus stepped forward respectfully and handed the parchment letter from his bosom into Lickinia's hand.

"What is this?" Puzzled, Lickinia took the parchment letter, opened it, and after reading a few words, she could see that Lickinia's face was blue and purple.

"Damn the beast!" Liekinia crumpled up the parchment letters, and she was so angry that the veins on her forehead burst out, and the anger made her gasp for breath a lot.