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

No, can you please consider the physiological needs of a 25-year-old woman! ?

So unfair!

I want to eat Lu too!

Finally, Octavia pursed her red lips and revealed a malicious smile:

"Of course I have study materials, but I won't give them to you until I use them."

Iveliya: ???

Ivylia became anxious instantly:

"How the hell could you be so selfish!?"

......

"Hahaha, with Lu Ge's power, victory is inevitable."

Lucius seemed oblivious to the undercurrents between the four girls and was completely immersed in his own world.

As they were talking, a tall figure approached them.

"You all look very happy."

A slightly cold male voice sounded.

The visitor was a handsome young man with meticulously combed flaxen hair, blue eyes as deep as the ocean, and his features bore many resemblances to Octavia.

This is the second prince Tiberius, Octavia's twin brother.

"Tiberius? What are you doing here?"

Octavia raised an eyebrow, her tone filled with undisguised disdain.

"elder sister......"

Tiberius shrank his neck reflexively, but quickly straightened his back.

His gaze fell on Lucius, a subtle hint of hostility flashed in his eyes, and his tone was also a bit sarcastic:

"Lucius, long time no see. I wonder if your progress over the years is worthy of the reputation you've received from the outside world."

Lucius frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

He was not the type to swallow his anger, and was about to fight back when Octavia spoke first.

"Tiberius!"

Octavia glared at her brother, her voice full of obvious reproach:

"Watch your attitude! How can you talk to your brother-in-law like that!?"

Tiberius: ???

Brother-in-law?

Damn, isn’t this my brother-in-law?

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PS: Hehehe, it’s 8k again.

I feel like my days and nights are reversed.

Alas, the vanishing morning.

94-Young Master, do you want to be the emperor? (9k)

"Tiberius!"

"Watch your attitude! How can you talk to your brother-in-law like that!?"

Tiberius: ???

Octavia's sudden scolding was like a club that knocked Tiberius' brain to a halt.

Tiberius was shocked, his brows furrowed deeply, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

He looked first at Lucius and then at Plotina.

There is nothing wrong with my understanding. Plotina is my third sister. How could Lucius, Plotina's fiancé, be my "brother-in-law"?

As for the other possibility, Tiberius had already guessed it, but he still couldn't believe it.

Haha, are you kidding?

How could my sister, who is scarier than the devil and can twist the top of my head with one hand, ever fall in love with someone?

What's more, the target is a boy who is nine years younger than him.

It's even more impossible when you think about it this way.

Finally, Tiberius's confused gaze fell back on Octavia.

"elder sister."

Tiberius spoke cautiously, with obvious confusion:

"Did you make a mistake? Lucius is Plotina's fiancé, so logically he should be called 'brother-in-law'."

Octavia raised an eyebrow, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

She gently lifted her hair, sighed, and looked disappointed in herself:

"Alas, my brother, I originally thought you were stupid enough, but you always make me refresh the bottom line of my understanding of you."

Octavia placed a hand on Lucius' neck and said casually:

"You can't see something so obvious?"

"I like Lucius. Is it wrong for me to ask you to call him brother-in-law?"

Tiberius: ???

The scariest episode ever! It's like a picture scroll from hell!

As the saying goes, what you fear will come to you. At this moment, Tiberius was in a state of panic.

"No, no, sister."

Tiberius spoke in a panic, his voice stammering:

"Father has appointed the marriage of Plotina and Lucius..."

"What happened?"

Octavia interrupted Tiberius rudely, the red wine rippling in the cup in her hand:

"Oh yes, you probably don't know, but on the first day I came back, I made a small request to my father - I hoped he would marry me to Lucius as well."

Octavia took a sip of the wine from her glass, the bright red liquid staining her lips:

"Although my father didn't agree immediately, he didn't refuse either. He just said we'll discuss it later."

"He will agree sooner or later. It's just a matter of time."

This sentence was like a bomb, and everyone present was frozen in an instant.

Plotina's eyes widened, her lips trembled slightly, and her face turned pale in an instant.

She bit her lower lip hard, her nails digging deep into her palms, almost pinching them to bleed.

How come I didn’t know about this?

My father never mentioned it to me!

And my father didn't refuse my sister. Given his personality, he might really agree one day in the future.

If my father really agreed...

Plotina could even imagine that one day in the future, Octavia would wear her clothes and sleep in Lucius' arms instead of her.

The person lazily nestling in Lucius' arms is no longer himself!

what is this?

Did my sister successfully receive her "inheritance"?

No! Absolutely not!

Lucius can't be with other women until at least ten years after I die!

There was a hint of ambiguous light in Noila Mo's eyes. She didn't say anything, but there was a slight ripple in her deep eyes.

Like Iveliya, she also noticed the rift between the princess sisters and began to think about how to take advantage of this contradiction.

Haha, Sister Plotina, look at you now, almost everyone is your enemy.

This is the punishment for your despicable behavior of breaking your promise and being greedy.

As for Iveliya?

Iveliya had no objection.

She and Octavia are old acquaintances, how could she not know Octavia's desire for Lucius?

After all, as a "good sister" who was also branded by Brother Lu, and also a mentor, Iveliya can only respect and bless him.

Come on, sisters!

However, what confused Iveliya was that she noticed that since Tiberius appeared, the prince seemed to have been looking at her intentionally or unintentionally.

Grandma, you bastard, why are you peeking at your beloved sister?

On the other hand, Tiberius quickly adjusted his mentality after a brief shock.

"Hahaha."

He cleared his throat and forced a smile:

"Sister, this kind of joke is not allowed."

"How can a royal marriage be treated so lightly? Remarks like yours are damaging to the image of the royal family."

Octavia snorted disdainfully, her eyes full of sneer:

"Hey, look who's talking! My brother has really grown up now. He even cares about the image of the royal family."

"Then why didn't you care about the image of the royal family when you relied on your royal status to bully the weak?"

"Oh, by the way, when you were a kid and I kicked you into a mud puddle in the garden for bullying a maid, you had no image at all."

"elder sister!"

Tiberius' face flushed instantly, with a mixture of shame and anger.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, but he didn't dare to really attack.

"You were crying so hard, covered in mud, but you still clung to your mother's thighs and stained her new dress."

Octavia continued to ruthlessly expose her brother's shortcomings, each word hitting him where it hurt:

"It's a pity that because of your bad behavior, neither your father nor your mother stood by you."

"Your noises gave your father a headache, so he made you stand in the corner for the entire afternoon."

Tiberius: ???

Tiberius wished he could find a hole to crawl into when his sister revealed his embarrassing childhood story in public.

He was always arrogant, but when facing his sister, he could only restrain his usual sharp edge and retort with a hint of grievance:

"Sister, you can't treat me like this. I...I am the future emperor of the empire!"

He deliberately raised his voice on the last few words, but it only made him seem even less confident, like a child trying to bluff to cover up his anxiety.

In the current royal family, because the crown prince and queen have passed away, Tiberius is both the eldest son and the only male among the royal heirs. In theory, he is the undisputed first heir to the empire.

However, when Octavia heard this, the smile on her face instantly turned cold: