How could a fiery day, gradually rising in a sea of blood, allow a few stars to shine around?

Andrew made a name for himself at the triumphal ceremony, from an obscure Praetorian Guard commander to a rising star and a rising imperial general.

This inevitably made Luga start to think about it, after all, Luga is very familiar with Andrew's positioning, he is a foil, as a background foil for the spear of the empire, it is obvious that he is not willing to do so.

I don't know if it's because of the guidance of the masters or because of the nobles' natural fear and jealousy of Luga, for this Andrew, who returned from Dacia's victory, they highly admired, and for a time Andrew became a highly prestigious figure in the Senate.

Even the best friends can't tolerate such a threat to their power, and of course, Luga is still tolerating and acquiescing to such a thing.

Once again, he was in Liekinia's bedchamber, and the headache seemed to have been with him for a moment since the dying dream.

This illness was unbearable for him, especially the feeling of weakness that had been peeled off after the headache was growing day by day, as if a pair of invisible hands grabbed his neck behind his back and pulled him away from his body little by little.

Gradually, he had less and less contact with Tenaia, because Tenaia had been complimented at the beginning, and yes, he began to distrust Tenaia, the woman who loved him with such purity.

It was precisely because of the headache that Luga's face turned pale, and he was like a stray dog that had just been baptized by a rainstorm, moving step by step into what he thought was a warm harbor.

"Squeak!"

Liekinia opened the door and saw a pale Luga.

"My God, what the hell is going on?" Asked with concern, Lickinia hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Luga, lest he be too weak and fall.

"I think I'm a little uncomfortable." Luga smiled bitterly, looked at Licinia and continued, "I just want to come over and rest, I don't know if I bother you." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Liquinia glared at Luga angrily, "I am your wife, Caesar!" ”

Lykinia beckoned to her maid to help her carry Luga to her bed, and then she knelt on it, letting Luga rest on her lap.

"Maybe you're right, my wife."

Luga's voice was heavy, and the headache had tormented him to the point that he lay on Lickinia's lap like a child.

"I have to admit, yes, I have to admit that sometimes I care so much about my feelings that I completely forget about you, my wife."

Likinia reached out and stroked Luga's forehead, but her eyes were a little distracted, as if she was thinking about something else.

"Caesar." After a long silence, Likinia finally spoke, she lowered her head to look at Luga, and couldn't help but caress Luga's pale face with her hand in distress. "Haven't you seen it yet? Although you are Augustus, the most powerful man in the whole of Eastern Rome, even if you have a heavy army, even if you open your mouth is the highest law, your enemies are always against you, they are like moths that eat away at your foundations, divide your strength, and then swarm you and tear you apart and swallow you alive. ”

"It's horrible, it's horrible!" Luga also murmured, "I look up at the sea, and the sea is calm today, but there are still ships caught in it for no reason, because, ah, because the abyss is its mouth, and the reef is its fangs, and it points its fangs to the sky, but the abyss reflects the shadow of the sky. They have the ability to see the abyss at the bottom, but they try to subvert the sky and replace it. ”

"So you should hide the brightness and purity, and replace it with clouds and lightning." Likinia spoke so eloquently that she could only see that her eyes were red, and her pupils seemed to burst with endless anger.

"Who taught you this?" Luga looked up, looked at Licinia, and asked puzzled.

"Unite the supporters and suppress the heretics, my father told me."

"Hmph......" Lu Jia let out a helpless wry smile, "For so many years, I have been exploring how a man can learn his father's political success, but now it seems that I have only learned how he prunes flowers and plants, and you, Lickinia, are the ones who have learned the essence of his true sense." ”

"It's not a matter of pride, Caesar." Likinia smiled slightly, holding Luga's head and placing it on her chest, as if her soft chest could relieve Luga's aching head a little.

I only heard Liekinia continue: "I am just a woman, a woman who assists her husband with peace of mind. ”

"But without you, I'm afraid I'm just a soldier commander in Western Rome who is restrained everywhere." Luga sneered, as if he was mocking himself, "I fought with the senators, then Aetius, and all the barbarians who tried to invade Rome, without exception, success must be accompanied by failure. Lyquinia, my wife, you should know how ambitious I was at the beginning, I tried to restore all the land that once belonged to Rome with my own strength, so that Rome could be restored to its former glory, so I kept marching, killing, and marching again, and my precious time was quietly lost in fighting and searching for the enemy. I thought I knew exactly what I wanted, and naively thought that everything was the same, but I was wrong, and I gradually felt powerless in the constant conquest and killing, and this victory after victory did not solve the problem at the root, but made things more complicated and difficult to control. ”

"I know, I know all this." Likinia said unhurriedly: "I have witnessed the things that restrain you, those are like chains that merge with Gaia, even Hercules can hardly break free, I guess you need strength, more powerful power that can break free from all shackles." ”

"So here I am, and the soldiers came to the city, and washed Constantinople in blood, and then solemnly put the golden laurel wreath stained with blood on my head."

"This is your fate, Caesar, your kindness is remarkable to the world, but mercy does not come with obedience, it is time to show the world your holy sword, and let them know that Augustus is more important than benevolence."

"yes, yes." Luga nodded slightly, couldn't help laughing again, and continued: "You are a smart woman like Pulgolia, but she miscalculated. ”

"It's because she chose Marcian, and I, I chose you."

"Then why didn't you tell Valentinian?"

"Him?" Leekinia sneered, "You have the ability to break free from the chains, but he has long been buried by the heavy chains. ”

"I've heard everything about you from your mother."

"Oh, what did she say?"

"I'm afraid I'll have to keep it a secret, my wife." Luga got up, looked at Licinia, and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, I must thank you for your help to me. ”

"This is what I should do, Caesar."