I'm here to save the world, what are you doing?

"My Lord, you know how I feel about you."

"Perhaps Plotina doesn't care about you and is lukewarm towards you, but with me, you will always get the most enthusiastic response. Don't forget, my door is always open to you."

Octavia constantly provoked her sister in order to help her understand what she wanted faster and join the battle as soon as possible.

Tsundere has retired the version. If it continues like this, I will really have no choice but to hide in the quilt and secretly wipe away my tears in the middle of the night!

Lucius's eyes moved between the two sisters, with a faint smile on his lips.

Oh shit, why is it so cool to be a trophy?

Lugo is willing to call Octavia the strongest wingman. She forced Plotina to take the initiative with just a few words. She is really good at it.

"I will remember your highness's kindness."

He smiled and Octavia nodded, then turned his gaze to Plotina, with a playful smile on his lips:

"However, I think my fiancée might be a little unhappy right now."

Plotina: Correction, very unhappy.

If possible, I want you to draw a clear line between you and your sister immediately.

Plotina felt a chill in her heart.

She knew better than anyone that she had long lost the qualifications to accuse Lucius.

After all, it was she who erased the past between them with her own hands, wantonly tampering with and tearing apart those precious memories.

This feeling of guilt was like a heavy shackle, making it difficult for her to even raise the most basic protest.

Even now, watching his intimate interaction with his sister, she could only endure it silently, because all of this was the bitter fruit she had sown herself, and she had to swallow it no matter how bitter it was.

"Not happy?"

Plotina pretended to be calm and forced a smile:

"How could that be? You and your sister have such a 'close' relationship. As your fiancée, I should be happy."

"After all, we don't have to worry about conflicts between you and your sister anymore, right?"

Her tone was full of sarcasm, but her eyes unconsciously turned red.

"It's wonderful to have a sister like you, Plotina."

Octavia spoke sweetly, deliberately pulling Lucius's arms closer to her chest, allowing his arms to sink deeper into the proud softness of her breasts.

"By the way, young lord, would you like to go to the Imperial Opera House in a few days to watch a new play? I heard it's very interesting."

Octavia invites Lucius, but this attracts the attention of Plotina:

"Sister, do you like watching plays too?"

"I don't like it, nor do I hate it."

Octavia simply shook her head and spoke bluntly:

"I'm just looking for an excuse to ask the young lord out."

"It doesn't matter what you do when you get out, what matters is being with him."

"As long as the young master is around, even just sitting there in a daze together becomes very meaningful."

"..."

Plotina was silent.

I don't know how to respond anymore.

Octavia saw her sister's inner struggle and knew that she had achieved her goal.

She has always been good at this, knowing when to attack and when to stop.

"Okay, I think I've bothered you long enough."

Octavia released Lucius's arm and stood up gracefully.

"My little lord, if you want to see me, you can come to the palace to find me at any time. Or..."

She glanced at Plotina's pale face:

"Or, if you prefer, I can go to Clovis's residence."

Her last few words were spoken almost close to Lucius's ear, the sound as light as a feather brushing against the skin, but enough to make Plotina's heart skip a few beats.

Octavia finished, gave Plotina a victorious smile, and turned to leave, but still leaving the tension spreading in the room.

Plotina looked at her sister's departing back, and her heart felt as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

She knew that the war had just begun.

There was a brief silence in the room.

Plotina leaned on Lucius's shoulder, looking particularly lonely and vulnerable.

Lucius could feel her shoulders trembling slightly, obviously trying hard not to let tears fall.

Her hair, with its delicate floral scent, brushed gently against his cheek.

Lucius: ...

Was bullying Plotina a bit too harsh?

Guilt flooded over me. Oh my god! Why am I such a bad person?

"Plotina..."

Lucius called her name softly, his voice full of tenderness, as if he was comforting a frightened deer.

"Lucius, are you feeling very proud now?"

Plotina suddenly raised her head, her eyes red, but she stared at him stubbornly, her voice full of jealousy:

"Two princesses are fighting over you, causing a huge quarrel. Is this what you want?"

Lucius: ...

How dare you blow your anger at Brother Lu!

It seems that the bullying is not enough, I have to knead you back to your soft and sticky state!

So, Lucius calmly smiled complacently:

"What's the big deal? It sounds outrageous, but this is my daily routine. I'm used to it."

"It's normal for girls to be unable to resist my charm."

Plotina: ???

Plotina was stunned by his shamelessness, and felt angry and helpless:

"You, you really are..."

She wanted to bite Lucius hard, but then she wondered if such an action would seem too intimate.

Being too unrestrained would expose her flaws, especially now that this gift no longer worked on Lucius. In the end, she could only swallow her anger.

"What I didn't expect was that although Her Highness said she was angry, her actions were very frank."

Lucius glanced meaningfully at the delicate hand still entwined in his arm, and his smile deepened.

"It seems that you are not as indifferent as you appear to be."

Only then did Plotina notice that her hand was still tightly clasped around Lucius' arm, and her face flushed from the tips of her ears to her collarbone. She retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted and turned her face away in panic.

She didn't dare look Lucius in the eye, fearing that her heart would be seen through.

"Stop being so sentimental."

Plotina pretended to be calm, moved to the side, and distanced herself from Lucius. Her voice trembled slightly:

"I just don't want to show weakness in front of my sister."

"Is that just it?"

The warm breath suddenly came close to his ear, and Lucius had gotten so close without him knowing when.

He obviously didn't intend to let Plotina go. He just shook his head and said with regret:

"That's really sad. I thought Her Highness had fallen in love with me and didn't want to give me to my sister."

Plotina: ...

Give it to your sister?

I already gave in to Nora once, am I going to make the same mistake again?

Don't go too far!

"You are too confident, Lucius."

Plotina forced out a cold smile, raised her small chin, and said with pride:

"I'm just protecting my dignity as a fiancée."

"You can be intimate with any woman, but please don't be so blatant in front of me. This is disrespectful to me."

Lucius stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled:

"Hehe, what a stubborn little baby."

His warm fingers gently stroked her cheek, as if he was touching a rare treasure:

"But your stubbornness is also very cute. Brother Lu likes it very much."

"Humph! Have you always been so frivolous?"

Plotina hurriedly slapped his hand away, trying to regain her dignity as a princess, but she couldn't hide the gradually spreading crimson color on the tip of her ear.

Lucius's sudden tenderness made her feel both frightened and greedy.

"Sister, you can't even touch your own wife?"

Lucius widened his eyes exaggeratedly, his eyes full of amusement, and then he sighed with feigned regret:

"Forget it if you don't want me to touch you. Then I'll go find your sister. She will definitely not refuse me."

"you dare!"

As expected, Plotina became anxious.

There was a flash of panic and uneasiness in her eyes, and her voice was almost squeezed out from between her teeth:

"What you did to me... this... was at least legitimate, but what you did to my sister is harassment! Father will not let you go!"

"Ho ho ho, you also know what's justified?"

Lucius raised his eyebrows playfully and shrugged his shoulders lazily.

"But you want to accuse me of being frivolous. What can I do?"

"you......"

Plotina was so furious that she couldn't utter a word. Her little fists clenched and unclenched slightly at her sides, and her eyes were filled with shame and anger that she couldn't hide.

Finally, she sighed deeply, closed her eyes resignedly, and leaned on Lucius's shoulder:

"It's up to you. I won't say anything."

Just don't go looking for your sister.

"That's right~"

Lucius nodded, very satisfied with his adjustment results:

"Then shouldn't we talk about business next? For example, the mission assigned by His Majesty."

"forget it."

Plotina opened her eyes, sighed, and waved her hand lazily:

"Today's farce has exhausted my energy. Let's talk about business tomorrow."

She adjusted her position slightly to make herself more comfortable.