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

"Insomnia again?"

Lucius stared at her quietly, a hint of worry in his voice.

Wow, it turns out you were the one who played the piano accompaniment last night.

You play it well~

"Ah."

Plotina nodded slightly and tucked a strand of her black hair behind her ear. This action made her fragrance drift towards her.

“As soon as I close my eyes, I feel irritable and restless, and I can’t fall asleep.”

Lucius smiled slightly, with a cunning glint in his eyes, and teased:

"You are always restless. You must be lacking Lu in your destiny."

"Would you like me to give you a gift?"

"I can make a pillow with my clothes and hug you to sleep at night. This way you won't have insomnia."

This incident is also recorded in the Iveliya Heart Phase incident.

But now Xiao Ai no longer needs Lucius’s original flavor, she can suck Lucius himself at any time.

Plotina: ???

What kind of image do you imagine me to be?

"you......"

Plotina glared at Lucius in embarrassment, her voice unconsciously rising a few notches:

"How can you be so narcissistic!?"

Although she acted annoyed on the outside, deep down she was already secretly imagining what it would feel like to have a pillow with Lucius's scent.

Perhaps in the dead of night, the scent of her beloved could really bring her some comfort...

It was as if a pillow that Plotina could hug freely had appeared in front of her.

Thinking of this, her face couldn't help but heat up slightly, and even the tips of her ears were dyed a light pink.

...Wait, that's not right.

Why can I only sleep with Lucius’s original pillow?

Then who took possession of the real Lucius?

I feel a heaviness on my head.

Plotina and Lucius chatted idly like this, talking about everything from trivial matters in the palace to the customs and practices of the East, from the secrets of a minister to gossip in the streets.

The atmosphere was relaxed and warm, and Plotina felt as if time had gone back to her carefree childhood.

"What are you into now?"

Plotina asked softly, trying to get to know the person she had never forgotten again step by step.

"A pretty girl."

Lucius answered without hesitation, a determined look in his eyes.

Plotina: ...

Lucius savored it.

Seeing Plotina speechless, Lucius couldn't help laughing:

"What's with that expression on your face? I'm just telling the truth. Is there something wrong with being honest?"

"A man can talk to the girl he likes about music, literature, poetry, and even all the beautiful things, but his ultimate goal is definitely to lust after her body."

"you......!"

Plotina was so choked by this twisted logic that she was speechless. She could only stare at Lucius with wide eyes and watch him make his long speech.

"Speaking of which..."

Lucius suddenly leaned closer, his warm breath brushing gently against her ear, and he lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously:

"Next time we meet, can you wear black stockings?"

"I like black stockings."

When a boy says he wants to see a girl's feet, it's not because he is perverted, but because he wants to see the way she came here.

When a boy says he wants to smell a girl's feet, it's not because he's perverted, but because he wants to taste the sourness of her life.

When a boy says he wants to touch a girl's feet, it's not because he's perverted, but because he wants to feel the pain she's felt when she stepped on them.

A truly good boy will learn about a girl's past through her feet.

If you meet a boy like this, please cherish him.

Plotina: ???

"Shameless!"

Plotina rolled her eyes at him again, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Plotina suddenly realized that being with Lucius was like finding a long-lost part of herself.

His presence was like a good medicine that could temporarily dispel the worries that lingered in her heart all day long, leaving only the rare tranquility and joy at this moment.

Before she knew it, Plotina felt a wave of sleepiness coming over her.

A whole night of insomnia made her mentally exhausted, and at this moment, Lucius was so close to her, bringing her an unprecedented sense of security and relaxation.

Her eyelids gradually became heavy and her head tilted to the side unconsciously.

Finally, she could no longer resist the sleepiness that was coming over her, and she leaned gently on Lucius' shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Lucius felt the weight on his shoulders, looked down at the sleeping Plotina, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

In her sleep, she let go of all her defenses and reserve, showing the softness and innocence that a girl should have, so fragile and lovely.

Lucius carefully adjusted his posture to allow Plotina to lean more comfortably, then sat quietly, letting the morning breeze caress him and the fragrance of flowers surround him.

Lucius gazed at Plotina's sleeping face tenderly, and gently reached out to brush away a petal that had fallen into her hair.

There shouldn't be any cage in the world that can trap a real man, with only one exception, and that's the girl you like.

About an hour later, the sunlight had become brighter and the birds' singing had become clearer, and Plotina finally woke up slowly.

"woke up?"

Lucius' voice came from above his head, as light as a feather.

"Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep..."

"You don't have to worry about my..."

Plotina sat up straight and muttered an apology.

"It's not the first time I've been your pillow. What's there to apologize for?"

Lucius smiled and shook his head, then reached out to tuck the hair covering her eyes behind her ears.

"I'm glad you had a good rest, and you look so cute when you sleep."

"Well, now that you're awake, I should go."

Lucius stood up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to leave.

"Lucius."

Plotina suddenly called him.

She looked a little hesitant and hesitated, and looked up at Lucius cautiously:

"if......"

"I mean, if I really was a bad woman, what would you think?"

Hmm? How bad can you be?

Can you be worse than the you in the simulation?

You killed me twice in the simulation and I didn't hold a grudge against you, so what can I have against you now?

"it does not matter."

The sunlight passed through the gaps in the trees and danced on his eyelashes:

"It doesn't matter if she's a bad woman, Plotina. Don't waste new tears on things of the past."

"......I see."

Plotina's voice trembled slightly, as soft as a sigh:

"Thank you, Lucius."

"It suddenly occurred to me."

Lucius changed the subject easily, his tone becoming brighter:

"It seems the Imperial Opera House will be reviving Pride and Prejudice in a few days. I heard it's a very good production. Would I have the honor of inviting Her Royal Highness to join me?"

Plotina nodded slightly:

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

"It's settled then. I'll send someone to inform you when the time comes."

Lucius smiled, then turned and strode away.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

The curve of Plotina's mouth just caught a ray of morning light.

It was not until Lucius's back disappeared from her sight that Plotina's gaze gradually turned from bright to deep.

"Lucius...smells like my sister..."

So, did Lucius come from his sister's place this morning?

No wonder he showed up in the palace so early in the morning.

"It doesn't matter. If you want to lie to me, then go ahead and lie to me."

"As long as you are fine, I don't care about anything else. Just being able to see you makes me happy. You can lie to me as many times as you want."

Her voice became softer and softer, until it was almost just a silent mouth shape:

"At least, you can say some nice words to coax me..."

Plotina sighed deeply, her slender shoulders slumped slightly, and her gaze fell on the lush laurel tree again.

Love is too short, forgetting is too long.

....................

After Lucius returned to Clovis's residence, the first thing he did was to check on Ivelia.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he found that Iviliya was still sleeping soundly.

Her breathing was even and steady, with a drop of crystal saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth. She was obviously still dreaming and showed no signs of waking up.

Lucius nodded with satisfaction, then walked to the bedside table and picked up the note he had left last night.

There were a few simple words written on the note:

"I am in the palace, please do not disturb me"

This was the explanation he prepared when he was worried that he would not be able to return on time and that Iveliya would not be able to find him when she woke up.

Looking at the note, Lucius chuckled, and flames shot out from his fingertips. The paper quickly turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated.

Then he ran into the bathroom to take a shower and change his clothes.

Not long after, a soft voice came from the bedroom:

"Brother Lu..."