"You're Apis Gneeus?"

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Tertilla. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Appis politely responded to Junila's question.

Tertilla was a delicate girl, but she was still very young, eighteen or nineteen years old, and she did not have the beautiful face of Octavia, but she was of the highest rank among the Romans. Her figure is still very immature, and her skin is very delicate, which is slightly better than Octavia, but, reminiscent of Octavia's back then, her skin is more delicate and smooth than Tertila. And Tertila was standing in front of him in such an environment at the moment, and Appis remembered the scene when he and Octavia met for the first time six years ago, also at such a lavish aristocratic dinner. The difference is that at that time, Octavia was talking to herself as a noble girl, while at this moment, Tertila was speaking to herself almost equally......

"They're talking about you, Apis."

Tertila said excitedly, her face flushed, perhaps due to excitement, perhaps due to shyness. Her sister Sykes stood on the sidelines, looking for an opportunity to get out and leave Apis and Tertilla alone.

"What are you talking about me?"

"They all say that you have been blessed by Poseidon, the god of the sea, in Spain. There's also the game where you invented the pot. It has now spread to Rome and has even become the most popular form of entertainment for the common people. Also, I heard that you once lived alone in Gaul in the forest for three months and killed a grizzly bear with your bare hands. In short, there are too many, too many rumors about you. You don't know, those ladies are all ......"

Tertilla was a young, innocent girl who, like Octavia at the age of seventeen, had little idea of politics and the struggle for power. Her mother, Sevilla, probably didn't want her youngest daughter to be exposed to the stench and ugliness of politics. However, Sevilla did not expect that it was Tertilla's sister Sykes who would also push her sister onto the political stage, and achieve another purposeful marriage under the seemingly logical chance encounter.

"What are you talking about?"

Appis asked with a smile. Then Tertila showed a hint of embarrassment, but quickly replied-

"The Roman ladies are talking about how to have a spring with you. They are talking about how to attract you, maybe capture you, to their soft beds, to their couches. ”

Tertila replied shyly, then burst out laughing. Women in ancient Rome were not too confined to such topics. It's just that Tertilla hasn't had much experience yet, so a lot of the time, her shyness is an instinctive reaction. Sykes knew that if his sister lived a few years and experienced the lavish life of some nobles, she would be blunt about such topics. But her shyness is exactly what Apis likes, and the indulgent woman Apis has seen too much in Rome. Those reserved girls are not easy to find, but fortunately, the girl that Lepida arranged for herself is also the type that Apis likes.

"Hahaha, but what they don't understand is that the best way to subdue a man is often a weak refusal, like conquering a foreign tribe and often needing to let it go before you want to capture its prey. Watch it quietly, then strike in the most secret grass and let it take it down. ”

Appis said half-jokingly, deliberately making a frightening gesture, as if he were amusing a child. It's just that Tertila does look like a child in front of him at this time...... She was so young that the historical Juniera Tertilla even lived to the twenty-second year AD. He had an extremely close and friendly relationship with Tiberius, the first real titular emperor of the Roman Empire. It's just that at this time, she looks so innocent and kind, just like Octavia, who was still an innocent girl, which is lovely.

"It's funny, I'm hearing it for the first time."

"Didn't your mother tell you a similar story before?"

Appis pretended to be curious and asked, picked the peacock tongue meat on the table, and handed it to Tertilla, who might be his future fiancée.

"No, my mother didn't let me go out and talk to you people. According to her words, it is for my own good to manage me like this. But I think that kind of life is too monotonous and boring. Am I right? Sister. ”

Tertilla said, turning her gaze to Sykes.

Sykes smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything. Then Appis quickly continued the conversation.

"Miss Tertilla, I heard that you have a good relationship with Cassius?"

Sykes looked almost surprised and confused when Apis said this man, and Juniela Sykes may have thought to herself - how did you know about Gaius Cassius? Appis, why do you know about this man? But Sykes didn't ask after all, but Tertila replied with a puzzled look on his face—

"Why do you ask? I haven't heard of this man. ”

Tertius's answer reassured Apis, after all, the girl seemed so innocent now, her words could be believed at least ninety percent, and the reason why Apis asked about Cassius was because the historical Cassius was the husband of Junira Tertilla. Also one of the masterminds of Caesar's murder. It can be said that, like Brutus, Cassius was a Roman who could go down in history. Fortunately, Tertira has not yet recognized this scum, that is to say, history may have turned a corner at this point in time. He took Cassius's place, and he definitely wouldn't have murdered Caesar, so will Caesar's assassination happen a few years later? This is not known to Appis now.

"Oh, that's it. That's just the boring gossip of the ruffians. ”

Appis hurriedly responded. Then, Tertilla smiled brightly, sunnyly.

Juniela Sykes found the right opportunity to get out of sight of her sister and Apis, and now, at the banquet, next to the garden of the courtyard, there was once again room left for Apis and Tertier to spend time alone. The slaves who came and went were only responsible for serving the dishes and washing the floor, and even the people attending the dinner party, no one would notice the pleasant conversation between Apis and Tertila, because at this time, Apis was already a Roman citizen with a certain status, the commander of the Tenth Legion, and not many people would be surprised to have a long conversation with a Roman noble woman in this capacity, unlike back then, when he was still a slave, Octavia's private meeting with himself would attract the eyes of many peeps...... (To be continued.) )