[Ancient Rome] How to Divorce the Tyrant Nero

"It seems that my recent luck is good, and I can always encounter unexpected gains." Octavia bumped Narcissus next to her with her elbow, signaling him to recover: "Let Valerius After Antiias finishes his work, treat the slaves of the Domitius family well, and ask Pallas if he is living too comfortably, so he will send such virtuous slaves."

"I will ask His Majesty the Emperor to arrest Pallas." Narcissus waved his hand in the direction of Epaphroditus with an ugly face: "Press him down."

When the words fell to the ground, two strong and strong Roman soldiers pressed Epaphroditus out with twisted arms. As a result, when he passed by Octavia, Epaphroditus turned toward Octavian. Ya spat fiercely, and cursed: "You cousin of the Claudius family, you and little Agrippina are both damned, damned..."

"Slap!" The terrified Narcissus slapped Epaphroditus hard, then grabbed the opponent's hair and slammed into the wall.

Octavia wiped off the filth from her face, then covered Epaphroditus's mouth with a dirty towel, and whispered in his ear: "You'd better pray that I don't care about the property of the Domitius family." Interest, or everyone you know will fall into my hands."

Epaphroditus trembled slightly, whimpering at Octavia.

"Don't forget, Nero's father is also my grandmother's younger brother. Once your little master dies without heirs, you don't know who the Domitius family will fall into!" Via's great-aunt Conesia had been dedicated to the goddess Vitus, so little Dominia was second in line to the Domitius family.Octavia, as the next generation of the Lepidus family's stove-keeper, can completely inherit the Domitius family indirectly through her grandmother's relationship.

"Take him down, and clean up the Domitius family by the way." Octavia gestured to Narcissus to cut her throat, and the latter said clearly: "I will definitely not let them Have a chance to say something else."

"Hmm!" Octavia set her eyes on the small drum in the room.

Narcissus glanced at Nero hesitantly, but did not say much before leaving.

Nero in the blanket could only hear the sudden silence around him.Because of the airtightness of the blanket, he was already a little dizzy from the fishy smell on his body. He couldn't help opening a gap in the blanket, but Octavia tore it off.

Nero, who was cold all over, rolled and scrambled back a meter, but he forgot that he was sitting on the bed, so he rolled over in front of Octavia.

"Your mother's only hope of being rescued now is you, but Nero, do you really want her to be rescued?" Octavia reached out to Nero, who hesitated for a second, then wiped his right hand on the blanket After a while, he returned to hold Octavia's hand.

"I don't know." Nero wrapped his little blanket tightly, and stood barefoot on the ground, looking very pitiful.

Octavia sighed, and after sitting down on the recliner, she patted the seat beside her, motioning for Nero to sit beside her.

After Nero obediently complied, Octavia hugged Nero's shoulders while Nero's hair stood on end, forcing him to look directly at her: "Why didn't you plead for Epaphroditus just now? He didn't Someone who has been taking care of you?"

"...Actually, long before you knew me, my mother asked me to serve my uncle." Nero still didn't dare to look into Octavia's eyes, and he grabbed his hair vigorously, as if this would make him feel better : "I watched my mother sacrifice herself to my great-uncle, and then held down my arms and legs with Epaphroditus, under the watchful eyes of Roman prostitutes."

Nero couldn't help his teeth chattering when he thought about what he had been through, and let the big tears slide into the blanket: "I wanted to intercede for Epaphroditus, but Discordia choked me my throat."

"I'm the daughter of Claudius, do you hate me more than little Agrippina?" Octavia guided: "Little Agrippina always wanted you to be on the throne, She wanted to use you as a bait so that the German legionnaires would kill Britannicus, but I was the only one who went on a parade that day, so she missed it."

Nero raised his head in surprise, and was about to say something but was interrupted by Octavia: "You must want to say that little Agrippina asked you to block me in the square because she wanted you to marry me, So that my father can legally adopt you, right?"

"Yeah!" Nero nodded, waiting for Octavia's explanation.

"If she really wants to do this, will she still push you to my father?" Octavia said sharply: "As long as Brittanicus is not dead, even if you marry me, it will not help. Is my father's sexual intercourse still meaningful?"

Octavia broke through Nero's defenses bit by bit: "Think about it, what can your mother get from my father through you? There are many men and prostitutes in the Roman baths, just to buy a beautiful one. Little boy, it's only a thousand sesterces. Could it be that the Domitius family can't afford this money? If so, why does your mother ask you to do such a thing?"

"My mother may kill me, but she will never kill me." Nero insisted: "I know you want me to testify against my mother in court, but Octavia, I helped You, what can you help me with?"

At this moment, Nero firmly grasped Octavia's arm, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw: "What can I get from you?"

"Trust." Octavia hugged Nero back, like a loving mother hugging a painful baby: "You are not the only one who was deceived, but also me. Otherwise, why do you think that only you and I were kidnapped that day. "

"Your mother wants to get rid of Brittanicus, and those who are hostile to your mother want to get rid of your mother and son." Octavia gently smoothed Nero's hair, allowing him to scratch the blood on his arm: "From the very beginning, we were victims of being thrown onto the stage."

"Your mother is still young, she can have another son, but my father is already past the childbearing age. If Brittanicus dies, who will be his successor?" Octavia twisted to her heart's content : "Even if your mother's trick is unsuccessful, she still holds the fact that you were raped by my father. As long as she breaks the news, our family will be Caligula's number two."

"I'm afraid this is also the reason why Epaphroditus will assist your mother in doing evil." Octavia felt her shoulders were wet by Nero's tears, so she softly coaxed along Nero's back: " I no longer trust the people around me, even if they are old slaves who watched me grow up, but I forget that I am not the one holding their reins."

"Nero, you too." So hurry up and sentence your mother to death!

The author has something to say:

There was a historical error earlier. In ancient Rome, the nobles served as priests and virgins, and the civilians took over the religion as a result of changes in rights between classes after 300 AD.Here is still the setting that only civilian men can serve as high priests.

Discordia: Eris, the goddess of revenge and strife in Greek mythology.