When he reappeared before Appis, Octavia still stood in the ornate banquet hall with an extremely elegant and fresh temperament. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The light in the hall of Apollo shone on this kind and pure girl, and it was a little unreal. As Appis approached, his whole heart beat uncontrollably. Like a true Roman nobleman, Apis stood in front of Octavia with a clear glass of wine and red wine.

Her eyes, her face, the corners of her mouth, the tip of her nose, her posture, all exuded an aura of beauty, which he had not seen for more than a year, and Apis was almost suffocated with excitement.

"Arduneus?"

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Octavia was about to scream the moment she saw Apis, however, Apis quickly glanced at her lover, and Octavia endured her excitement and looked at Apis in front of her with affection, the lover she once loved the most, and her first love at the beginning of love.

"Come, let's talk here."

Looking at his lover who he hadn't seen for more than a year, Appis was also extremely excited at the moment, but under reason, Appis held back tears of excitement and took Octavia to the balcony, away from the crowd.

The surrounding music seemed to be still, and the buzz of people was replaced by the quiet and beautiful night. As far as the eye can see, the night of the city of Rome is still so wonderful, just like when they first met, Apis looked at the lights of thousands of homes, the city of Rome under the hills, and was so excited that he couldn't speak, at this moment, Apis was speechless, but he was no longer impressed by the night of the city of Rome, but because of this feeling, he reunited with Octavia after a long absence.

"Honey, where have you been for more than a year? I miss you day and night. ”

Octavia first broke the silence and spoke, this was originally a very line-based opening sentence, but in this situation, it seems so real, indeed, at this time, what else can be said besides this sentence?

"I went to Gaul, joined Caesar's legion, met Caesar, and became the captain of the reconnaissance team."

As he spoke, Apis couldn't help but reach out and hug Octavia in front of him, as if she were so unreal, as if she appeared in his own dream, and Apis wanted to hold her, lest the next moment, the young lover disappear from the dream again......

"The gods have blessed us with a rebirth in such a desperate situation, so that we can be together in a year's time, you know, I have thought again and again what I would do if I never saw you again in this life? What happiness will there be in the future? Aduneus, you have appeared in my dreams more than once. ”

Octavia said, a tear streaming from the corner of her eye with excitement. And Appis seemed to hear the nocturne whispering, mourning. Beautiful feelings are always distorted by many realities.

"But I'm back now, and I'm in front of you, and you're in front of us, and my touch tells me that it's no longer a dream, and we're together again. Believe me, one more year of hard work, two years at most, and I will be qualified to marry you. ”

When Appis said this, he suddenly thought of before the time travel, in real life, how many diao silk men also said this to the goddess in their hearts, but how many people really waited for the goddess to be in his arms? is not because of the cruelty of the real conditions, or because the goddess has already changed her mind before she has become famous.

"I believe in you."

Octavia, however, is simple, simply believing that her lover can do it.

Octavia snuggled up in the arms of Appis again, and on the uninhabited balcony, the night view of the city of Rome was still charming and beautiful. However, Appis knew that in this city of seven hills, countless battles were played out every day, and how many conspiracies were born from the fingertips of nobles and between the clinking glasses of wine. Under the gorgeous scenery there are countless power tricks, deceitful to me. Wealth and status are the root of all these struggles.

Appis took Octavia in his arms and let the night breeze blow across his face, a little warm, a little desolate.

Unforgettable and beautiful night. For many days and nights after that, Apis and Octavia agreed on a place to meet next time. The small rooms in the Temple of Apollo, the farm on the outskirts of Thebes, and the Theater of Olibisus were all agreed upon by the two of them. Each time, Octavia would dismiss his servants before meeting Appis, and although the servants had a thousand reasons to be worried, Octavia was so resolute. In order to meet their lovers.

A few weeks later, on a winter morning, at the election ceremony for the consuls in the Civic Square of the city of Rome, a large number of legionnaires unloaded their heavy chain mail and came to the supposedly sacrosanct Civic Square to cast their predetermined ballots for Pompey and Crassus.

This is the politics of Rome, and the fair elections of a hundred years ago have become gangs and black-box operations at the moment. Under the White Terror, people no longer cared about the affairs of the country, and everyone only wanted to protect themselves, as long as life could get by, regardless of whether he was Pompey or Crassus.

And why this election was postponed until the winter, and why so many soldiers returned to their hometowns, people did not dare to ask, and did not want to ask.

The Luca talks, a pivotal meeting that decided the fate of the Triumvirate, Caesar rushed back home from Gaul, and met with Pompey and Crassus, held the Triumvirate in a high-profile manner, planned the focus of next year's work and the next election in advance, Julius Caesar, once again succeeded in saving the crumbling Triumvirate from the line of death. And now the election in the winter was actually decided at that meeting.

Naturally, the citizens of Rome would not know all this, nor would some nobles who were closed to information, let alone Octavia, but Apis guessed the smooth holding of the Lucca talks through the situation at this moment.

The results were announced on the same day, and Pompey and Crassus, supported by their servants, walked in a high-profile manner through the Civic Square, which was full of flowers and olive branches. The crowd shouted the names of Pompey and Crassus like pre-prepared extras, and Appis watched from afar as the two great figures in Roman history were now like comedians, alongside the bribed citizens and knights to complete the grand ceremony that had been predetermined for a long time.

What no one knew was that in the next year, the richest man in the Roman Republic would lead a huge army deep into the desert to complete a war with the Parthians that would go down in history - the Battle of Calle.