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

"But now you're so defensive of me, it's heartbreaking."

Wonderful time, referring to himself grass-fed Lucius.

The precious treasure speaks of the echo of fate.

Lucius:? ? ?

You bastard! What nonsense are you talking about again?

However, after hearing this, Plotina's breathing became noticeably faster. Chris's words were too ambiguous, causing all kinds of possible scenarios to emerge unconsciously in her mind.

Although her mind told her that she shouldn't trust the words of the Chaos Cult members, her gifted ability reminded her all the time -

Everything Chris said was true.

This answer made Plotina feel even more indescribable.

She couldn't help but feel a strong curiosity about the relationship between Lucius and Chris, and even a hint of secret excitement.

This unspeakable emotion made her cheeks slightly hot, and at the same time, jealousy in her heart continued to surge.

Nora, Ivylia, and those few back then...

Now there's Chris.

Really, how many enemies do I have?!

I want to protect my husband!

"Chrissy."

Lucius sighed helplessly and rubbed his temples, as if he was dealing with a naughty child:

"What do you want the halberd for? Tell me straight out."

Hearing Lucius' question, Chris immediately regained her relaxed and leisurely attitude, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again.

She put her hands behind her back and began to pace in circles, her voice mumbling a bit:

"I just foresaw that the thread of fate between you two would connect again, and I thought it was very interesting, so I came here to help you and create some atmosphere."

"Isn't it romantic that I scattered petals? It's a pity that Lucius doesn't seem to appreciate my kindness."

"But even so, I still agree with what Lucius just said."

Chris raised her hand to tidy her long hair, looked at Lucius, and winked playfully:

"How boring is a stagnant fate. I always admire people who are willing to make changes - even if the ending of such people is usually not very good."

"So, keep struggling, Lucius. I hope you can bring me more fun. I look forward to the day when you win the game."

"For me, having fun is much more important than winning."

After saying this, Chris jumped towards Lucius again, moving so fast that people had no time to react.

Before Plotina could stop her, Chrissie lowered her head and her lips left a bright red mark on Lucius's collarbone.

It looked like an ordinary hickey, but it emitted a faint colorful fluorescence, like a mysterious brand.

Chris whispered softly and charmingly in Lucius's ear:

"This is just interest, my sweetheart. I'll collect the real reward next time."

Then, as mysterious as when she came, Chris's figure gradually became transparent in a burst of purple light mist, and finally completely dissipated into the night.

The night wind blew, and only the scattered petals on the ground and the bright red mark on Lucius's collarbone proved that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.

Plotina walked silently to Lucius, her eyes fell on the glaring red mark, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Or, should I take a sip myself to cover up that damn red mark?

Alas, incompetent wife.

"What that person said just now..."

She spoke hesitantly, worry evident in her voice.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Lucius shook his head slightly, reached out and held Plotina's hand. The warm and strong touch made her tense nerves relax a little:

"Although Chris is a priestess of the Chaos Cult, she seems to have her own plans."

"Or perhaps she's more than just a priestess of the Chaos Cult."

Chrissy has a big problem, and Lucius has realized it.

But beyond that, Lucius couldn't think of anything more.

After all, no one could have imagined that a supreme ruler of heaven would create a small account and come to the main material plane just to seduce a good boy.

Feeling Lucius's warmth and firmness, Plotina gradually relaxed.

She nodded gently, shook his hand back, and smiled brightly:

"Whatever she does, I won't let her hurt you."

"This time, I won't give you to anyone else."

"The first sentence is fine, but could you reorganize the language of the second sentence?"

Lucius blinked at her innocently.

Lugo belongs to all beautiful girls, Plotina, don't be too greedy.

Plotina: ???

"You philandering bastard!"

Furious, Plotina reached out and gently twisted his waist.

"It's very late."

After some playfulness, Lucius looked around. Under the star-studded night sky, the park seemed exceptionally quiet.

"Let me take you back to the palace."

"..."

Plotina was silent for a moment, then raised her head slightly and looked at Lucius with a firm gaze:

"No, I want to go back to Clovis Mansion with you."

"Why so suddenly?"

Lucius raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by Plotina's decision.

"What's so sudden?"

Plotina's cheeks flushed, but her tone was firm:

"Isn't this only natural? If it weren't for that accident, I would have returned to the East with you ten years ago."

"Now, I'm just taking back what's mine."

Oi, Iveliya, your good days of having my husband all to yourself are over.

Now, give me Lucius immediately!

"Will Your Majesty agree?"

Lucius asked curiously.

Unlike Octavia, a filial daughter, Plotina has always been the obedient daughter of Emperor Laoden.

It's hard to imagine what Kokuus would think after she did something like not coming home at night.

......wrong.

Haha, why should I care?

The stinky old Deng will definitely not be willing to touch his own daughter, and the pressure will definitely be on me then.

Plotina, you have really made Lugo suffer.

"Father? (Indifferent)"

Plotina rolled her eyes and said nonchalantly:

"Whether he agrees or not, isn't this the marriage he decided on?"

Lucius: ...

OK, it seems that there were some fallacies in the previous evaluation of Plotina.

This girl is also a very filial daughter.

However, if Plotina wants to go home with me...

But there is a little love at home.

What will Xiao Ai think then?

Hohoho, there's a good show to watch~

"Then let's go. My house is quite big."

With anticipation, Lucius took Plotina's hand and walked towards where the carriage was waiting.

The carriage moved slowly in the night, and the moonlight shone through the window onto the two people's clasped hands.

Plotina leaned on Lucius' shoulder, gently closed her eyes, and enjoyed this brief and peaceful moment.

However, curiosity soon broke the tranquility.

Plotina opened her eyes and looked up at Lucius's profile.

The boy's outline looked particularly handsome in the moonlight. She couldn't help but reach out her hand and gently trace the outline of his jawline, and whispered:

"Lucius, I have a question for you."

"Huh? What's the problem?"

Lucius was stunned for a moment, then turned to look into her eyes.

"How did you regain your memory?"

Plotina went straight to the point, her tone full of doubt:

"When I modified your memory and cognition, I did it thoroughly. There's no way to recover."

"Also, now I can't sense your emotions either. It's like there's a wall blocking my perception..."

Her voice was firm, yet tinged with uneasiness.

Her fingertips moved from his chin and gently dropped to her knees.

When Lucius heard this question, a mysterious smile immediately appeared on his lips:

"It's all thanks to you, Plotina."

Plotina's hint played a crucial role in regaining this memory.

"What do you mean?"

Plotina became even more confused, her brows furrowed.

"If I have to say it, it should be 'love'."

Lucius decided to tease Loup, so he lowered his head and touched his forehead with his:

"It is love that allows me to break free from the shackles and create miracles."

His words were full of romance and mystery, as if he was telling a fairy tale.

Plotina was confused, but she could sense that Lucius was telling the truth.

She could clearly feel that there was no falsehood in Lucius's words, but the explanation was too general and abstract, making it difficult for her to understand the specific process.

"Forget it, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it."

Plotina curled her lips slightly, revealing a proud expression, but soon softened and snuggled up to Lucius's shoulder again:

"Being able to be with you again is enough."

The carriage continued to move forward in the night, while at this time in Clovis's residence, a storm was brewing.

Iveliya curled up in a small ball on the sofa in the living room, her soft long gray hair draped over her shoulders, making her delicate little face look even whiter.