Feeling too humiliated, at the age of 16, he was active in various banquet salons in the imperial capital, accepting and rejecting flowers and love poems sent by countless handsome knights, and of course he was also subjected to various covetous schemes by more nobles or seeing the light or not seeing the light, one of the most interesting ones, a young knight finally got the opportunity to chat alone with Lucia after waiting for a full month, but that night, a gorgeously dressed viscount impulsively broke into Lucia's manor due to alcoholism, resulting in the young knight and the viscount, and it happened to be the knight's father who became the biggest teasing topic of the imperial capital nobles during that period, so it can be said, If it weren't for Queen Diana, Lucia, the first courtesan who stepped into the upper class of the empire, would have died 5 years ago, and this actually means in disguise, how could Lucia, who has always been in the spotlight and the stars, be ignored and humiliated like this?

Silence her?

Is he a normal man?

Say she's not thick enough?

Oh my God, are his eyes for breathing, or is his aesthetic beyond the realm of a normal man?

Lucia bit her thin red lips tightly, and her madness made her almost irrepressible desire to send this damn man to goddamn hell with the most cruel words, and he almost blurted out curses when he looked at his eyes back on the ceiling and continued to ignore her, but in the end she still didn't, and she was really silent and quiet like this- Because she saw the Dao wound on his body covered with black medicine again, she suddenly felt that he was really pitiful, he was so badly injured that he almost died and could never wake up again, plus his current fate had a little bit to do with her, she didn't have a sense of pity and guilt, and finally just stood there, cursing, while thinking okay, I don't care about you, Sister Lucia is taking the route of kindness and understanding. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She was silent.

He was also silent.

Looking at the ceiling above his head with his eyes wandering, Augustus didn't seem surprised at all that the first courtesan of the imperial capital was really quiet, as if Lucia was really transparent.

No one knew what he was thinking at this time.

I don't know how long it took.

He actually asked her to be quiet, he took the initiative to break the silence, he still looked at the cyan boulder ceiling, and suddenly asked without emotion, "Is it pity?"

Lucia, who was distracted, nodded lightly subconsciously, but even if he didn't look at her at all, she quickly reacted and shook her head quickly, and then she said bitterly: "Although I have the glorious title of the first courtesan in the imperial capital, but in the final analysis, I am just a high-level aristocratic plaything, such me, compared with you with noble blood, how can I be qualified to pity you." ”

"It's good to know. ”

Augustus's casual and affirmative words directly made Lucia dumbfounded, she really couldn't bear it anymore, how could there be such a mean and vicious bastard? Saying that he is noble is simply insulting the word noble, she doesn't want to say a word to him anymore, even if she stays in this room for a second longer, she feels extremely humiliated, her face is instantly pale, she turned around and walked to the door, Lucia pulled the door and was about to leave, however, her hand just touched the handrail of the door, but the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, just in front of Lucia, and also appeared at the main door of the room.

Of course, it could only be the one he and she were waiting for.

Even Augustus, who was still lying flat on the stone bed, really couldn't see who was coming, but since he noticed that Lucia's steps had stopped, of course he knew that she was coming.

Naturally, Lucia, who was not stunned, finally breathed a long sigh of relief, as if she had finally grabbed a life-saving straw, she naturally reached out and grabbed the arm of the person who came as soon as possible, and complained: "You can count it on, this guy is a complete bastard, and I can't communicate with him at all." ”

The latter smiled softly, softly and kindly, and only patted Lucia's hand on her arm, and she did not speak.

Then she looked at Augustus, who was lying on the stone bed, and without hesitation, raised her feet and walked forward.

Lucia followed suit, and pulled her chair to the stone bed.

She sat down softly, facing the young Alfred at the helm for the first time.

Augustus also turned his head at the same time, also facing the first female chief secretary of state in the history of the empire for the first time.

No one spoke.

It must be admitted that a tight skirt with an orchid on a purple background, a black tulle draped over her shoulders in the hot summer, and long brown hair hanging down the back of her head, really set off Queen Diana to the extreme of dignity, she sat straight, with her fingertips touching each other flat on her lap, which was simply synonymous with nobility and dignity, and it was unceremoniously said that among all the people that Augustus had met when he came to this world, only this woman in front of him gave him a sense of purity that people must look up to and must be in awe, especially when it comes to her identity. Her status and the sense of oppression given to her by her layers of power, I am afraid that except for a very few people in the entire empire who can count on one hand, there is simply no male who can sit across from her and look her in the eyes.

She sat there as if she were sitting on a cloud.

Goddess?

This may also be the most appropriate word that Augustus, who has lived two lives, can find to describe this woman.

However.

Augustus remained calm.

It's not that he can't feel that silent sense of oppression, the key is that he already knows very well at this time that the culprit who caused him to be unable to move an inch when he came to the imperial capital and even his life was hanging by a thread was the woman in front of him, and the anger in his heart was basically strong enough to match this sense of oppression; Therefore, similar women with this kind of attribute, Augustus in his previous life not only saw many of them, but also finally pushed down his expensive goose down bed.

So what is there for him to fear?

The attribute he has happens to be a naked goddess control.

......

I thought so, but Augustus looked at the woman sitting next to him and felt more and more bored, and suddenly felt that everything was meaningless, he was standing too low in this life after all, although she was sitting in front of him, but what about the actual distance? Even if he showed his anger hysterically, could the latter see his anger and pay attention to his anger?

With such a distance, maybe there is no him in her eyes at all, right?

Augustus was a little distracted, and many of the questions she had been waiting for her to ask suddenly did not want to ask again.

Then, perhaps also sensing the abrupt change in Augustus's mood, Queen Diana gently pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and asked softly, "Is there anything you want to ask?"

The voice is very kind, very aunty next door.

If he hadn't been sure that she had manipulated all of this, Augustus would have had a hard time believing that the woman who spoke to him in such a tone was the one who had driven him to the edge of a cliff step by step.

He swept Diana's softly curved side face with an expressionless face, looked back at the ceiling of only one color, and said casually, "No." ”

Lucia next to her was slightly stunned, and she definitely didn't expect that the opening words between them would be so peaceful.

Seems to be a bit cold?

Of course not, they were all smart people, and since she had noticed the change in the mood of the young Alfred at the helm, Diana would surely have guessed that Augustus was aware of the reality, and he fully understood that no matter what he asked, no matter what the answer was, he was powerless to change all this, and even powerless to resist it.

But the question is, how could he have accepted it so calmly, and he had no intention of resisting at all? This is really not like what she knew about him, directly or indirectly.

She was a little confused.

But before she could reveal her doubts a little, Augustus then added: "But if you don't mind, I would like to hear your series of arrangements and arrangements, and see if my guesses are accurate." ”

Diana smiled quietly.

He was still unwilling in the end.

"Good. ”

She didn't hesitate, affirmed, thought about it, and said in detail: " Speaking from the time I knew you had left the wasteland, yes, I did force you to come to the Imperial Capital as soon as possible on the first day you left the Wasteland, because I didn't want you to rush to the Imperial Capital in an orderly manner according to your plan, in that case, you would be much more at ease in the Imperial Capital, so as soon as you arrived in Noi Province, you received the news that your sister was about to run into trouble, so you will feel urgent, you will feel anxious, and you will not have time to contact the Douglas family, who are about to be exiled to the Abandoned Wasteland, so it is impossible to get possible help from Douglas in the EmpireAs a result, when you come to the Imperial Capital, you will feel clueless, like a trapped beast, unable to find your way, and you will also have the illusion that all this is happening too quickly, like a fault between the Wasteland and the Imperial Capital. ”

Augustus sneered and pursed his lips.

But it was true, and the woman did succeed in making him feel what she wanted.

Diana didn't seem to mind Augustus' sneer at all, smiled, and continued: " And then there's the dinner, there's nothing to explain about that, when you took the invitation I asked Albert to give you, you should be able to think that the dinner itself was arranged by me, and the purpose was to make you stand in front of the imperial capital, or the opposite, as for the challenge of Clark's first heir at the dinner, in fact, it was already doomed from the night you came to the imperial capital, that is, when you strangled the soul of poor York; oh, and the Mammoth Roulette thing, Sophia's influence is certainly not enough to affect the Mammoth Roulette, but I want to add a little extra fun to you, and the Mammoth Roulette will certainly give you this extra fun, that's about it, you see, in fact, it's all very simple, and I'm not as complicated as you think, all I did was say a few inconsequential words. (To be continued.) )