The hero is a portrait

Will be able to usher in a crystallization of love.

In contrast, humans who can move freely whether it is day or night, can rely on clothes to preserve body temperature when cold, and have a strong fertility rate may not be at a disadvantage in front of the blood race.Although they are the food of the vampires, the only thing the vampires can eat is human blood, which forms the "rules of restriction and protection" within the vampires - excessive killing will be sanctioned; human beings in the territory are like vampires. The crops in the field, in addition to being harvested, should prevent them from being harmed and causing losses to themselves, so they will protect humans in some ways.

In addition, the vampires also have a very obvious racial weakness——

Almost every blood race is a lover of luxurious and beautiful life.Although each of them has superior strength, they have no team spirit.They are pretentious and disdain to cooperate with others, and even if they cooperate for a short time, they can easily turn their faces midway.They love elegance and don't like to follow orders.Leading 100 vampires to fight, the combat power will definitely become negative.

Because before fighting with the enemy, the vampires probably started the mode of taunting each other.

During the period when vampires were weak and humans ruled the continent.What these vampires love to do most is to mix into human society by virtue of their appearance and abilities, enter the upper class, and live a happy life of being served by humans and having delicious human blood to taste.They even hate meeting their own kind - that means they have an extra competitor.

...In short, it is a very selfish and lazy race that has no concept of race at all.

Under such circumstances, His Majesty was able to organize a pure-blood army to overthrow human beings, which is enough to prove that His Majesty's methods are extraordinary.

It is true that the transformation of humans into hybrids has also contributed to His Majesty's strength, but this is not as simple as humans and some ignorant vampires understand - it is as simple as biting humans and injecting transformation fluid.

First of all, not all humans can bear the transformation fluid of vampires.Once it fails, human blood will produce toxins that even vampires cannot eat.Secondly, newborn hybrids eat a lot and have low self-control. If there are too many hybrids, it will definitely damage the stability of the food chain.Finally, with the birth of mixed blood, the contradiction between pure blood and mixed blood...

Now, the pure-bloods who participated in the battle at the beginning have lived their ideal life, so they naturally support His Majesty very much.Although the mixed bloods are rejected by the pure bloods, they are upstarts with a higher status than humans, and after more than 100 years, the life spans are much shorter than the pure bloods, and the mixed bloods without fertility will also be cleaned by time. The contradiction between blood and mixed blood is also resolved.As for humans... Those ignorant civilians didn't realize that the vampires monopolized rare resources such as gold mines and diamond mines, and were ruled by vampires, so at least these blood-drinking lords would not steal their rations.And His Majesty promulgated the "Human Protection Law", which formulated various "legal" methods of blood collection.Poor people can even make ends meet by selling blood—good blood can be purchased at a high price.

... In this way, His Majesty led a group of pig teammates and established a dynasty belonging to vampires.Let this continent, which has been ruled by humans for thousands of years, achieve unification in a very peaceful way after the initial battle.

And the powerful and long-lived Majesty is a better choice than the human emperor for the suffering human beings who have gone through dynasties.

His majesty's wise reign lasted for 150 years, so when he did something stupid for the sake of beauty, people refused to believe it in their hearts.

Even now, the pure-blooded nobles, mixed-bloods, and most humans outside of Rome still support His Majesty, even if His Majesty spends a lot of money to build a holiday theater, even if His Majesty humiliates ministers and nobles... This continent, even in Italy Have the public opinion environment to overthrow His Majesty.The Roman nobles had to take an extreme approach—they formed a group to assassinate His Majesty, preparing to assassinate His Majesty.

☆、20 On the Cultivation of a Tyrant

"I will walk the road paved with gems."

His Majesty built the Avenue of Jewels in Rome, leading from the palace all the way to the arena.

Your Majesty only wishes that he is a god and can fulfill all his wishes.

——The Life of Claudius Drusus

Someone asked His Majesty, what do you love about such a person?

His Majesty remembered that it snowed heavily in Rome that year, and it was very cold in the palace.

Although the stove was lit in the room, His Majesty's hidden illnesses left by his early battles had resurfaced—His Majesty's whole body was cold, and his knee bones ached.But His Majesty still had a calm face, as if nothing happened and continued to look at the book in his hand.

——Maintaining a strong image without the slightest weakness is already His Majesty's instinct.

At that time, he was sitting on the ground playing a stack of cards, his eyelashes drooping intently were dyed orange by the flames.He suddenly stopped his hand building the card tower and looked at His Majesty.Then he ran three steps at a time and threw himself into His Majesty's arms.

He hugged His Majesty like a clingy puppy and did not let go, His Majesty just thought he was wayward again.

His Majesty stretched out his arms to hug him, but he fell down and lay on His Majesty's lap.The stomach rests on His Majesty's knees.Like a small blanket that automatically heats up.

He was shivering from His Majesty's cold, but he didn't get up until he warmed His Majesty's knees.

He didn't say anything, curled up in His Majesty's cold embrace like a well-behaved cat, with his warm forehead pressed against His Majesty's glass-like neck.It was a rare and well-behaved moment in his day-His Majesty always hoped that he would be more obedient and stay well until the arrival of Earl Baldiwin-but His Majesty suddenly wished him to be unscrupulous forever.

The snow that year was hard to melt, and it was the coldest winter in Rome in twenty years.

It was also the first warm winter in His Majesty's life.

At this time, Li Weidan was lying on His Majesty's shoulder with a gloomy face.

His expression was covered by His Majesty's broad shoulders, so no one could see him.

What is the sin of mankind?Arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, lust.Desire, gluttony.

Is it because King You of Zhou loves Baosi?

Not necessarily so.What King You of Zhou committed was lust.Lust and arrogance.

Yes, arrogance.

Levi Dan discovered that the satisfaction of the vanity of human men usually requires beautiful women to achieve.Why do auto shows need beautiful models?Because this is sending a signal to men - with a good car, beautiful women will come here.Just like King Zhou You believes that it is a truth to show one's own power that one can be favored by beauties.To win the favor of beauties is not necessarily for the sake of beauties, but to show one's own rights.

What Li Weidan wants to do is to provide an excuse for His Majesty to indulge in power, and to increase the speed of his indulgence in power.feel.

He didn't understand where his judgment was wrong.

For a calm, restrained, elegant and proud man like Claudius, "arrogance" is his best destination.And Claudius did not pay attention to his subjects... So, what went wrong?

A slightly annoyed blush appeared on Levidan's cheeks because of his anxiety.

He remembered the scene when he was thrown into the slums of the world by Lucifer when he was a little devil.At that time, Lucifer told him that he had to suffer the sufferings of the world, so that arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, and lust arose in his heart.Lust and gluttony, only by understanding these feelings can he understand how to make human beings commit crimes and spread the teachings of hell among the human world.He is not the same as Azazel, he is a flawed demon, he cannot innately know how to lure like other demons.Tempting humans, he can't even use his "jealousy" ability.

He understood gluttony when he was extremely hungry, and he understood his own rage and the arrogance of others when he was bullied... He thought he knew enough about human beings to know how to guide their behavior and make them produce corresponding emotions.

But when he cited.After seducing the man Claudius Drusus into committing a crime, the man's soul was not sweetened by it.The vampire's soul, which is thinner than the smell of humans, smells like a lonely magnolia flower, bitterer than ever.

Clearly... Clearly, at the beginning, there was still the aroma of the budding sin!

He didn't know how His Majesty loved him.

At this moment a footman came hurriedly with a wooden tray, and on the tray was a small porcelain cup, which contained sweet ice cream shipped from Milan.Another silver spoon lay aside.

This ice cream is poisonous.

You must know that it is illegal to transform humans into vampires, and the ice cream in front of you is mixed with the poisonous blood of humans who failed to transform.This kind of blood is colorless and tasteless, but has a strange color-and this is just covered with ice cream colored cream.

His Majesty doesn't like ice cream, most of the ice cream will go into his mouth.However, it may not be necessary, because he can always make His Majesty eat even the food that he hates deeply.

Levitan hates all pain.

But in order to gain strength as soon as possible and return to the ranks of the Seven Lords of Hell... he still made a decision.

...If he had known it was so painful, he would have eaten less, Li Weidan thought to himself.

At this time, the abdominal cramps made him unconscious, and he couldn't even see the figure in front of him clearly—the human body is too weak.He felt something being poured into his mouth, and then someone dug his uvula, making him unable to resist the desire to vomit.

Lord Demon rejects such filthy behavior—although he is a demon, he is also an elegant demon.But the owner of the finger was obviously in a hurry, even though he was bitten hard, he stubbornly pulled his jaw open...

After vomiting, Li Weidan fell into a short coma again.

When Li Weidan woke up, the lights were dim, and only His Majesty was sitting by the bed.

"Wake up." His Majesty smiled softly, as if nothing happened, he just woke up after a nap.

This is what Levi Dan did not understand.

Sure enough, His Majesty's love for him is fake?Why can he not be angry at all when he is in so much pain?

Li Weidan reached out and knocked over the teacup His Majesty handed over, and coughed because he was too emotional.His pure white silk pajamas were soon splattered with blood.His Majesty's Adam's apple twitched slightly, then calmed down again, and he just bent down to straighten the pillow behind him.

Li Weidan smelled the scent of His Majesty's soul again, as if the more bitter smell of magnolia flowers, mixed with the smell of medicine, permeated his nose.

He was so angry that tears welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't believe that he had made the wrong bet.

He always thought that he understood human behavior very well, knew what could be used to stimulate their desires, and made them act for their desires.He has always known how to induce human emotions with behavior, and he also uses this emotion created by the devil himself to induce.Soul-inducing depravity... But maybe he misinterpreted the message from Claudius Drusus, and for him, he might just be a pet to pass the time-after all, life is so much for vampires. It's long, so long that it's boring, and it's okay to indulge a pet once in a while.

His Majesty fetched a clean robe and changed it for him. His Majesty's fingers were trembling, but his expression remained calm.

Then His Majesty opened the door of the bedroom and whispered something to the servant outside the door.The humble manservant rested his hand on his stomach, leaned forward to listen, then backed away after taking orders, and straightened up again.The moment he saw His Majesty, his eyes widened impolitely, and then he lowered his head in panic.

... His Majesty's hair is completely white.

He is hopeless.

Although no one discussed it, everyone was thinking silently in their hearts.

At the beginning, he was not suitable for being transformed, but now that his blood was poisoned, it was considered a risky start.I can't hold it anymore.

"I can't survive three days."

The doctor shook his head.

"To find ways to."

His Majesty's meaning is also very clear.

His Majesty's voice was very soft because he was still sleeping.It was hard for him to fall asleep, so even though there was a wall, His Majesty's voice was still very soft.

"This kind of poison...can also cause harm to vampires, but the blood of vampires has self-defense ability, so even if they are poisoned, as long as the concentration is not high, they can still be metabolized. Humans are different, their blood flows from the heart, and it will Flowing back to the heart... so even if the blood is exchanged, it's just a delay."

"How to exchange blood?"

……

"Your Majesty, there are not many requirements for the provision of blood, you really don't have to..."

"It's good that he has my blood in his body."

His Majesty rolled up his sleeves, looking at the person who was sleeping restlessly on the bed, his expression was still very calm.

In the past, he was not in a hurry to wait for him to grow up and for him to understand what it meant.Love is still not in a hurry... because he will always be by his side.

Luculus wiped his knife repeatedly, and he didn't know why he did it.

Later he went into the palace, the sun was just right in the garden, and Luculus didn't know why he put on his cloak and went into the palace.

He is playing chess with His Majesty.He was pale and thin, with an unnatural flush on his cheeks.The charming smile was gone, the obvious sign of the rage that patients often have.A moment ago, he was still clinging to the chess piece and trying to make a move, but suddenly he swept the whole chessboard down with a gloomy expression.

Luculus saw him squatting on the ground and covering his stomach, his pale forehead covered with cold sweat.He tried to grab something to steady himself, but he grabbed a branch in the rose bush, and the thorns smashed his hand. He didn't seem to feel anything, but just tore the rose in hatred.

Luculus turned around, holding his knife.

Your Majesty may need time to find out the murderer, but he doesn't.

As long as you feel suspicious, kill them all, there is always a time to kill the right one.

The author has something to say:

It’s unbelievable that QAQ is such a male protagonist who wants to fight, and someone loves it

Obviously, he took the poison to death, but the result was too painful to resent His Majesty, the male lead is such a little bitch →_→【And, he really doesn't understand what is-love!

But after His Majesty will understand a little...

Because His Majesty was so kind to him, His Majesty just wanted to protect every second of the rest of his life.

...But before he understands, he will do more... Please prepare your own heart-relief pills. . .

Don't complain about the number of words ＿(:з"∠)＿ I'm actually a little thicker and longer

☆、21 On the Cultivation of a Tyrant

13:4 Love is patient and kind; love does not envy; love does not brag and is not puffed up;

13:5 Be not rude, not self-seeking, not quick-tempered, think no evil;

13:6 Does not rejoice in injustice, but rejoices in truth;

13:7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things;

13:8 Love never fails.

- "New Testament [-] Corinthians"

"It's raining in Rome."

His Majesty wrote in his diary, "It has been raining in Rome since he left."

The diary was written on the days when he left Rome for a visit to Florence. Although this precious historical material has survived, people have no way of knowing whether it rained in Rome during those days.Because in another letter sent to him by His Majesty, His Majesty wrote:

"There's a new store near the Trevi Fountain. It's the first dessert shop in Rome. It's secluded. It sells gelati - I think you might know what it is. It looks like one you'd like Class, the artisanal ice cream chef here is from Milan you love..."

Three and a half hours later His Majesty wrote again:

"In the evening, the scenery along the Tiber River is unique, the dark blue sky is like a shimmering curtain, and the lights on the bridge are reflected on the Tiber River like a mirror... There are poorly trimmed gardens on the roofs of houses on both banks. I took a boat with a few lords, shuttled in the cool night breeze, and sometimes I could hear the singing of troubadours in the distance..."

Later His Majesty wrote to him:

"The pot of margaritas you loved lost several petals - rubbed by the sleeve of the careless Valette (valet) - but don't worry, I've glued them back."

On the same day, His Majesty wrote in his diary:

"Rome is lonelier than Emerald."

He insisted that the summer was hotter than usual, but His Majesty thought it was because he was fatter than usual.

He is used to holding His Majesty to cool down, and His Majesty is also used to him doing this.However, probably because it was extremely hot that summer or because he was relatively fat that summer, His Majesty suffered from heat stroke from being covered.Heat stroke is a serious emergency for vampires. Fortunately, His Majesty has good health and did not become one of the many vampires who died of heat.

Out of guilt, he rarely ran patiently to the kitchen to cook mung bean soup for His Majesty.

His Majesty looked at him blowing the mung bean soup very carefully, his expression was very indifferent, but in fact he was very entangled... Since he still knows that vampires are afraid of heat and want to blow the mung bean soup, why don't they remember that vampires only drinking blood...

Later, he picked up the spoon and wanted to feed His Majesty mung bean soup.

His Majesty looked at him, and he lifted the spoon closer to His Majesty's lips, and moved the bowl very carefully, followed by the leaking spoon.The male servant on the side was about to step forward to remind him, but His Majesty softly lowered his eyes, bowed his head and took a sip of the soup.

After finishing the task of feeding the soup, he felt that his sense of guilt could also dissipate, so he happily knocked on the bowl and went out.His Majesty took the silver tray handed over by the servant, turned sideways, and vomited.

He heard that His Majesty could compose poems, so he asked His Majesty to compose poems for him.

His Majesty was silent.

For your majesty cannot write a finer line than he.

Later, he heard that His Majesty was good at music, so he asked His Majesty to play for him.

Your Majesty will play Liszt.

"Dream of Love" is like a soft whisper, and also like ripples in the lake... His Majesty looked back from the piano bench inadvertently, and saw him smiling slightly with his chin propped up, his emerald green eyes seemed to be glowing with lake water... ...The trembling middle finger instantly got stuck.

Oh no, wait... Not far behind is a group of musicians of the Royal Orchestra in a state of admiration, and the seats are full of intoxicated nobles... His Majesty immediately became nervous like a piano grade student who is afraid of being found out by the examiner stand up.Finger speed rescue... Cain's rotting blood is wrong... step on the pedal and step on the pedal... fingers are knotted again... no matter what virtue you play, as long as your expression doesn't collapse, it's still a good song!

His Majesty raised his eyes gracefully and calmly, while pressing the keys gently with his slender fingers, as if tasting the aftertaste.

……

He also heard that His Majesty was good at painting, so he asked His Majesty to paint a portrait of him.

His Majesty did not agree, so he left His Majesty a little aggrieved and ran to the Rose Garden to play.

His Majesty just leaned on the windowsill and stared at him quietly.

Later, when His Majesty returned to the study room in the tomb, His Majesty held a paintbrush, recalling his face, but he was unable to write for a long time.His Majesty only drew one picture for him in his whole life—it was a sketch that His Majesty unconsciously drew when he went to Fei Leng Cui.Even if it is not perfect, since this thing already has characteristics similar to him, His Majesty has love.

His Majesty saved this small sketch in his diary.

That is also the only evidence in history that proves his existence——

Such a beautiful face drawn in loving thoughts made people believe a hundred years later that it was not just a legend that there was a vampire emperor who slaughtered the entire vampire dynasty for human beings.

When it was snowing, he wanted to play a trick on His Majesty.He just hid in an ambush beside the snow-falling bushes, and threw snowballs at His Majesty when His Majesty passed by.But probably because he was too eager to jump out, he accidentally fell on the ground, and the broken snowball rolled to His Majesty's feet.His whole face was buried in the snow, and His Majesty was accompanied by several people.Probably because he felt too embarrassed, he lay on the ground and didn't get up.His Majesty knelt down on one knee and reached out to hug him.When he put his arms around His Majesty's neck, he secretly stuffed the snow flakes hidden in his palm into His Majesty's collar.Feeling that His Majesty was shivering from the cold, he laughed happily.The ministers behind His Majesty retreated silently.His Majesty felt the vibration of the other chest against his chest - like the slight tremor of plucking the strings - and laughed too.

At that time, because the snow came too quickly, the roses in the garden had not had time to wither.The red rose covered with snow still looks very delicate and charming.He looked at the rose in a daze, and suddenly asked: "Do you love me, Your Majesty?"

His Majesty opened his mouth, but did not answer.He didn't wait for the answer, but continued to ask, "What is love?"

What is love?

It is refreshing in summer and slightly warm in winter.It is the melancholy in all the sweetness, as if the dream is about to wake up.It is waiting, it is patience.It is the sweetness of all pain.Even if the pianist presses the root note, the tune is still breathtaking.is being played.As if it had become a harp, every minute and every second was gently touched in Orpheus' hands.

……

However, His Majesty can't say it out loud, because His Majesty knows that this is his love, which is exactly what he doesn't understand.

So His Majesty took his hand and pressed it to his heart.

The vampire's heart beat slowly and weakly, and he looked blankly into His Majesty's dark eyes like night stars.

"It is life," said His Majesty.

When this body feels everything about you—whether it's pain or joy—it echoes love.

The author has something to say: Calvin is gone...sit until 12 o'clock, and go to sleep mellowly Zzzz...[heart-stuck

So I posted some extra stories from His Majesty to make do with it _(:з"∠)_

Chapter 19 is the background foreshadowing why do you dislike it so much→＿→

*off topic*

1. The protagonist in this article has never had sex, and the sexual behavior related to the protagonist will only happen in the author's mind in the future, and will not appear between the lines of this article.

2. If the mental level can also be divided into offense and reception, then yes, my protagonist is Gong, slag Gong, weak on the outside and strong on the inside, and Gong who occupies the emotional dominant position...referred to as the little bitch Gong.

3. Those who are shocked by the protagonist's aggressive temperament, please read my pen name seriously: Pigeon (da) Su (zha) La (gong), rafting pure love, Jiang Hu disappeared.

☆、22 On the Cultivation of a Tyrant

"I'm going to die, and I want to die with Rome."

His Majesty burned Rome and played the lyre for him with tears.

——The Life of Claudius Drusus

The song goes like this:

Mellitosoculostuos, Iuventi,

Siquismesinatusquebasiare,

Usqueadmiliabasiemtrecenta,

Necumquamvidearsaturfuturus,

Nonsidensioraridisaristis,

Sitnostraesegesosculationsis.

Your sweet eyes, Juventius,

If anyone will allow me to kiss forever,

I will kiss 30 times in one breath,

And, I'll never know contentment,

Even if we snuggle each other with kisses,

Tighter and denser than a sun-dried ear of corn.

……

When His Majesty played the lyre, he hummed softly like this, his fingers dipped in grape juice.The light from the fire in the distance shone on his oval face, staining his face with a crimson color.At that time, the fire in Rome had been burning for 4 days and 3 nights. Eight districts were burned and three more districts were left in ruins.The flames continued day and night, turning the sky of Rome into orange.

Later, he was really tired, so he lay down on the stone table to take a rest.His fingers were still holding the golden goblet, and then his fingers gradually loosened.His breath was weak and gradually became inaudible.A warm breeze blew through his hair, and there was a sweet smile on his lips.

Looking at this grand bonfire in Rome, His Majesty still played the lyre until his hands were soaked in blood and tears streamed down his face.

He asked His Majesty to drink the poisoned wine, and at that time he was still able to walk.

It was the poisonous blood that Luculus had taken from the failed human beings, and mixed it into His Majesty's favorite Blue Blood.

First of all, unseal the bottle of BlueBlood - AUC245 is written on the bottle, imported from Spain, the blood of Carlos.In the ingredient introduction, the status, identity, appearance, gender, age, and health status of the blood provider are listed.It is also specially marked that this is the blended blood of a pair of noble twins, which is very rare.

——Because the Spaniards have fair skin and blue blood vessels can be seen under the skin, the blood clans collectively refer to the Spanish aristocratic blood as Blue Blood.

Pour half a cup of BlueBlood and add half a cup of poisonous blood. At this time, the color of the blood will be affected.It presents a strange black-red color.

Holding the tall glass, he came to the side of the bath where His Majesty took a bath.

When he sat down, he dipped his feet into the slightly steaming water.When he raised his foot, some water was picked up on the white jade-like instep, and the water rushed forward along with his strength, and all splashed on His Majesty's lower back.Then before His Majesty turned, he stepped on the middle of His Majesty's spine, slid down the slightly concave spine, and slid into the water... stepped on.

He wore black silk gloves of two textures.The back of the hand is made of openwork lace, while the palm of the hand is made of smooth silk.He dipped into the pool and touched His Majesty's body with his gloved hands.

The silk surface becomes extraordinarily smooth when wetted with water.

He put his hand out of the water again...

The hollow black against His Majesty's snow-like skin showed an indescribable charm...

When His Majesty turned around—although his expression was still very calm—he was a little shy in his heart.He hooked the wine glass by the pool with his backhand, drank the poison in the glass, held it in his mouth, and looked at His Majesty with a smile.After the blood in his mouth was warmed up, he reached out and pinched His Majesty's jaw.

His Majesty lowered his neck in cooperation, with a sullen face, a little embarrassed.

His pale sickly face was brightened by the smile at the corner of his mouth--a beauty of air rather than colour.

He fed His Majesty poisonous blood.

"You're going to be in as much pain as I am."

His Majesty swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat and said, "Okay."

Because his body was getting weaker and weaker, he no longer had the strength to lose his temper.

However, he still slept very restlessly at night. He curled up beside His Majesty, resting his pillow on His Majesty's silver hair, frowning slightly.His Majesty looked at the high ceiling of the bedroom, where the silent crystal chandelier shone with mysterious brilliance in the darkness.His blood vessels can no longer bear the exchange of blood, so it doesn't matter if His Majesty has poisonous blood flowing all over his body.

His Majesty wanted to cough, but didn't want to wake him up.His Majesty stood up.

Some hair was suppressed by him and could not be twitched, so His Majesty cut it off.His Majesty coughed under the moon, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.His Majesty stood silently in the wind for a long time. When he returned, he realized that his body was cold and turned to the outer room.His Majesty was sitting by the low-burning stove, warming himself with a thermometer between his hands.Hearing that human beings feel comfortable at 26 degrees Celsius, His Majesty tried to adjust the body temperature to 26 degrees Celsius at first, and later found out in actual contact that 30 degrees Celsius is better.

His Majesty sat blankly, and took a long time to take out the thermometer to have a look.Noticing that the temperature was rising slowly, His Majesty pulled the chair closer to the stove.

……

Li Weidan was in a confused mood.

He was like a child lost in the mist, suddenly feeling terrified of everything in the future.

At first, he was very self-confident, possessing the conceit of most great demons—he was confident that he could control human behavior and psychology, until he encountered Waterloo on His Majesty.He has seen many lovers become enemies in this world—whether it is shallow love or deep love, lovers who have been betrayed will always hate each other with all their strength.But when he "betrayed" Claudius Drusus, he smelled a more bitter and mellow taste from his soul after a moment.

He didn't dare to think about the consequences he would suffer if he failed...

If he knew that the result was like this, he would not greedily choose a person with powerful soul power like Claudius Drusus, and make such a harsh soul contract.He didn't like his life on earth - losing his strength and wandering.In order to mend the soul bit by bit, I had to toss and turn.In his sleep, he clutched His Majesty's severed hair tightly, tears of grievance hanging from the corners of his eyes.

His Majesty looked down at him, stroking his brows little by little with his fingertips warmed by the fire.

Later he was confined to a wheelchair.

The poisonous blood destroyed his limbs, and he could no longer walk.

His Majesty pushed him to the rose garden, and His Majesty would pick the flowers he wanted for him.He crushed every flower, and then looked at his palm soaked in flower juice.His expression was so sinister, but when he looked up at His Majesty, his emerald green eyes seemed to cry out.

Later His Majesty bathed him.

He has gradually opened up, his limbs have become slender, his Adam's apple is slightly protruding, and even his voice has an unusually seductive hoarseness... When His Majesty unbuttoned his robe, he focused his attention on the silver button.His Majesty finally overcame this vaguely evasive emotion and bathed him.He couldn't lift his arms for a long time, and his body couldn't lean against the bathtub, and he wanted to slide down.His Majesty had to hold his chest with one hand and wipe it for him with the other.His Majesty's movements were not flexible, and His Majesty's fingers trembled nervously.As a result, the two became very embarrassed, and His Majesty's robe was soaked.

Then his hair was loosened, and it fell all over the bathtub.His Majesty went to pick up the silk ribbon that had slipped to the ground, and he hung the bathtub with one hand, and reached for the soap with the other, and threw it at His Majesty.His Majesty picks up the soap.

... He never waited for His Majesty to get angry, but instead he cried himself.

His Majesty put down the soap to coax him:

"do not Cry."

He covered his face.

His Majesty said again: "I'll give you whatever you want, don't cry, okay?"

He gasped and said, "Then I want to be the emperor of Rome."

His Majesty recalled the scene when Catherine Drusus died that year.

Although the titular mother did not take much responsibility for his upbringing, and was more keen to establish a party to fight for power when she was alive, but when she died completely, His Majesty felt very lonely.

His Majesty has long been used to being alone, but when he put aside his fight with Catherine Drusus, he was told by his subordinates that he needed to attend the funeral to pay homage to his mother... His Majesty suddenly discovered that he was not born alone.

He held the little angel's hand, when he was short and chubby.His hand was stuffed in his palm like a small snowball that would get hot.He looked at the funeral procession at night, those eye-catching white roses that were constantly being placed on the coffin... Suddenly, he felt very sad.

He thought that one day, the villain in front of him would grow up, grow old, and die forever at the beginning of his long life, and he felt very disturbed.He just looked down at him, when he was only up to his waist height.He looked up at him, then looked at the dark coffin in front of him, withdrew his little hand, and then grabbed his fingers very seriously.

He pursed his lips, as if solemnly swearing:

"I cry with you."

……

The person who is willing to cry with me, I want him to laugh.

For this I am willing to overthrow a dynasty.

"Thy sweet eyes, Juventius,

If anyone will allow me to kiss forever,

I will kiss 30 times in one breath,

And, I'll never know enough to..."

His Majesty played the lyre and watched Rome fall into ruins.

As the song said, if it is allowed, His Majesty must kiss his eyes 30 times.

In the past, His Majesty was ashamed to make such lingering sex, so he always waited for him to fall asleep and kiss him secretly.Now that he was asleep, His Majesty kissed his eyes.His face was stained with His Majesty's tears, like morning flowers with dew.

Luculus later opened the door of the tower, a dagger in his hand.