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

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"Of course I learned it from other people. How else could it be from you?"

Lucius smiled slightly, appearing quite calm.

Plotina: ???

Others?

Nora?

elder sister?

Or that little gray-haired one?

She was about to ask further questions, but then she changed her mind and thought that today was a rare good time and the wonderful atmosphere should not be ruined by unpleasant things.

So, Plotina chose to remain silent, but her expression was a little subtle.

After leaving the dessert shop, Plotina took Lucius to a perfect spot by the Luminara River.

From here, you can see almost all of Splenda's magnificent buildings.

The majestic Imperial Palace, the solemn St. Peter's Basilica, the magnificent Olympic Stadium, the magnificent Imperial Opera House...

“This is one of my favorite places.”

The city scene was reflected in Plotina's gray eyes:

“Whenever I feel lost or confused, I come here by myself.”

“When you feel your own insignificance, your troubles will become smaller as well.”

Lucius listened quietly, but his eyes remained on her profile.

The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves onto her delicate face, casting soft lines of light and shadow, making her look incredibly beautiful.

Just then, a passing painter was attracted by them.

He was an old man with gray hair, with a simple easel beside him.

"You two look like a perfect match. Would you allow me to draw a portrait of you?"

The old painter pleaded sincerely, his eyes filled with the enthusiasm unique to artists.

Lucius winked at the old painter imperceptibly, and the old painter nodded slightly in understanding.

Plotina didn't notice this brief exchange of glances.

Then, Lucius and Plotina looked at each other and asked:

"What do you think?"

"can."

Plotina nodded in agreement.

The two stood side by side on the banks of the Luminara River with a stunning cityscape in the background.

The old painter's hands moved quickly on the canvas, and he looked up at the model from time to time, his eyes full of concentration and admiration.

"It's great to be young."

The old painter sighed, his hands moving non-stop:

“Seeing you, I feel like I’m back in my youth.”

"My wife and I did the same thing back then, standing side by side by the river, looking forward to the future."

Plotina listened to the old man's chatter with a smile, and unknowingly, their posture became more natural and intimate.

Lucius's arm was wrapped around Plotina's waist, and she leaned slightly against his shoulder.

When the painting was finished, Plotina could not help but marvel at the old painter's skill.

In the painting, she and Lucius stand together, their expressions gentle and intimate. The surrounding scenery is blurred, and only each other's image is clear and vivid, as if the whole world only has the two of them.

Lucius took the painting and handed the old painter a bag of heavy gold coins as a reward, but the old painter refused.

"No, no, young man."

The old painter waved his hands and pushed the gold coin back:

"For me, just being able to see this picture and paint it is enough."

"Promise me, young men, you will be happy!"

After saying this, the old painter packed up his belongings and ran away.

"That old man paints really well."

Plotina sighed, her fingers gently stroking the screen:

"In the painting, we look like we've been together for many years."

This old man is the former court painter who painted your mother's portrait. How could his skills be bad?

The asking price of 5000 gold coins for a painting is a bit high, but if it can make a beautiful woman smile, it is well worth it.

"It's okay. When you get older, you'll be just like in the painting."

Lucius spoke carelessly:

"I just wonder if Your Highness is willing to calm down and settle down with me?"

"here we go again!"

Plotina glared at him.

Lucius laughed when he heard this. Bullying Plotina is just like teasing Xiao Ai, it's addictive.

Lu Ge enjoyed it very much.

Across the river, a grand wedding was taking place in St. Peter's Basilica.

The bride wore a pure white wedding gown and the groom wore a formal suit. They swore to be together for life in the presence of many relatives and friends.

The church bells echoed in the air, conveying the message of happiness.

Looking at the happy couple, a glimmer of longing and yearning flashed in Plotina's eyes.

Lucius noticed her expression and gently held her hand:

"What is there to envy? When the time comes, I will give you the most grand wedding in the entire empire."

"Humph, what's the point of a grand wedding?"

Plotina suddenly curled her lips, with a hint of anger in her tone:

"The groom has a lot of people in his heart."

In response, Lucius simply smiled and pinched her soft cheek.

At lunchtime, Plotina took Lucius to an ordinary restaurant on the street.

The store looks unremarkable from the outside, and there isn't even a conspicuous sign at the door, but once you walk in you can smell the tempting aroma.

“My favorite dish is the beef stew in red wine.”

The anticipation in Plotina's eyes almost overflowed.

Of course Lucius knew.

The restaurant's red wine stewed beef was Plotina's favorite. She used to bring herself and Nora here at least three times a week.

Even after so many years, the store's furnishings have not changed much, with the familiar wooden tables and chairs, old picture frames hanging on the walls, and the scent of spices in the air.

"Little Plotina!"

The owner was a kind old woman with traces of flour on her apron. When she saw Plotina come in, a smile immediately broke out on her wrinkled face and she greeted her warmly.

Then, the woman looked at Lucius in surprise, with curiosity flashing in her eyes:

"You actually brought a friend here today?"

"Yes, Grandma Martha."

Plotina replied kindly, a warm smile on her face, and then added shyly:

"He's Lucius, my...fiancé."

Her voice trailed off, a cute blush forming on her face.

At this moment, Plotina was like a child, eager to show off this amazing treasure she owned to everyone.

"Oh! That's wonderful!"

The old woman clapped her hands in surprise and smiled with satisfaction:

"Little Plotina has finally found her happiness! May the gods bless you!"

She guided the two of them to a small table by the window and quickly served their ordered dishes.

During the meal, the old woman came over from time to time to ask questions with concern, and glanced at Lucius from time to time, her eyes full of scrutiny and examination.

"Little Plotina has been alone for so many years."

During the chat, the old woman sighed:

"In my early years, I had a close friend, and then for a brief period, I had a little boy, but I don't know what happened, and I became alone again."

"Every time she came here she was alone, but today she suddenly brought a boy with her. It was a real surprise."

Lucius immediately showed a curious expression when he heard this:

"Oh? There's actually such a past?"

"Grandma Martha!"

Plotina interrupted her quickly, her cheeks flushed slightly:

"That was a long time ago, let's not talk about it."

The old woman smiled meaningfully, nodded and said no more.

When paying the bill, the old woman waved her hand kindly:

"Consider this meal today as a celebration for you. You don't have to pay."