When I was four years old, I attended my biological mother's wedding. I saw the man I would call "Father" in the future provoking the priest with a frivolous smile: "Is it inappropriate to marry a pregnant woman?" I saw the usually aloof priest lowering his eyes and replying: "Caesar, the gods have no objection if the biological father is confirmed."
When I was nine years old, I held the hand of my biological father, Claudius Nero, on his deathbed. My mind went blank, but the words I couldn't help but said were, "Father, I'm too young to be ready to give a speech at your funeral." I saw that my father actually struggled to open his eyes and gave me a sly smile before closing his eyes forever. That smile reminded me of his expression when he was in exile with his mother.
Everyone thinks that after being asked for divorce by my dear stepfather, the holy first citizen Augustus, I followed Vipsanya in despair because I was showing resistance, or because I loved my ex-wife deeply. But this comment underestimated me and also underestimated Vipsanya.
Do you think she can be forced to do something she doesn't want to do? We are actually playing a big game of chess!
When Vipsanya said this, he slammed the table and was silent for a long time.
Me: "So what is the big chess game?"
Vipsanya: "…I haven't thought about it yet."
As a hard-core social aloof, coupled with Vipsania, who has a serious lack of political acumen but occasionally bursts of inspiration, it is really painful to be embedded in the first citizen's house with the highest IQ in Rome!
Intention: No matter what, people must and can only be loyal to their hearts