My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

It was an extremely beautiful and alluring woman wearing a light gauze skirt. Although the clothing was revealing, it did not appear to be wild. On the contrary, she was full of nobility.

If you look carefully, you can detect the familiarity in the woman's face.

In her plump arms, a blond girl also wearing a gauze skirt lowered her head, with a red ribbon hanging down from the back of her head, like a carefully crafted doll, letting her mother hold her in her arms and whisper in suppressed excitement.

"Your father passed away a few hours ago. Although you are not his biological child, you are now the legitimate successor to Caesar."

"My daughter, you will be emperor."

The woman shook the child's shoulders, and the blond girl raised her head obediently. The moment her appearance came into view, the onlookers Hakuno Kishinami and Alice exclaimed.

"is her?!"

69𝖘𝖍𝖚𝖝.𝖓𝖊𝖙】

"This is the red big sister..."

That appearance was none other than the 'Nero' who had revealed his murderous intent towards them earlier!

No matter how shocked the audience was, the story continued to unfold. While her mother was telling her story excitedly, the blond girl suddenly covered her forehead and let out a painful groan.

"Woo..."

"Do you have another headache?" It was obvious that the girl was suffering from pain, but the beautiful mother did not feel panic at all. She calmly ordered, "I'll give you some more medicine. Drink it all."

...!

Only after hearing these words, the blond girl couldn't help but say: "I don't like drinking this, this medicine is too bitter."

The moment the words were spoken, Hakuno and Alice looked at each other - the girl's voice was weak and full of pleading, completely different from the energetic words they had heard before, to the point where one might even wonder if they were twins.

Her mother's expression darkened, and she spoke meaningfully: "Listen to your mother, and everything will go smoothly."

"……oh."

The blonde girl picked up the bitter potion and drank it in one gulp.

[I cannot disobey my mother. If I don’t obey, even my biological child will be killed]

[Just like that adoptive father. 】

The girl's sad and lonely voice echoed in this space for a long time. Bai Ye and Alice were equally silent. They were shocked by the beautiful woman in the picture——

By those mud-like eyes that seemed to swallow everything.

Even though he still had doubts about this place, Bai Ye could not help but be attracted by the story.

How did a girl who was so obedient and involuntary as a child become the lively and confident person she is today, and what kind of past led to her being recorded on the Throne of Heroes?

Wait...what is the constellation Valor?

Bai Ye, who had lost her memory, continued to be confused, and as the scenes changed, one of her questions was answered:

"Let's arrange a tutor for you so that you can have the qualities that an emperor should have."

As the funeral of the former emperor ended, the woman who had become the regent looked at her daughter and said this.

"There is a good candidate among my old acquaintances. He is a former philosopher of the Senate. As long as we can win over the Senate, our position will be unshakable."

In this way, he moves his most caring chess pieces in a scheming way, thereby seeking more benefits.

"Oh." The blonde girl sighed.

Being a tutor or something like that, isn't this becoming less and less free? It's obvious that she just wants to stay quietly and recite poems.

Sure enough, it's better to just find a reason to go out.

Wrapped in a thin gauze skirt, the girl walked decisively outside the palace. However, when she was in the empty corridor, she was distracted for a moment and bumped into someone's solid back with a thud.

It hurts.

With a sore nose, the girl took a few steps back, tears welling up in the corners of her painful eyes: "It's so rude, don't stand in the middle of the corridor!"

In shock and anger, she, who was used to silence, rarely showed a bit of domineering demeanor.

"Dammit, tell me your name!"

"Ah, this is really rude."

Hearing the voice, the tall and straight man turned his head. To Bai Ye and Alice's surprise, even among the pictures of soldiers standing guard and retinues coming and going, only this man's face was blurred, and only vaguely, I could feel the smiling look he was giving me.

"I haven't returned to this land for a long time, and I was immersed in sentimentality for a while." The man pressed his hand on his chest, politely, "I am the philosopher Seneca, Your Majesty the Emperor."

When he lowered his head to salute, the sun behind him cast a large shadow, directly blocking the girl and even the dull hair on her head.

So big...

The girl recalled the previous collision, it felt like hitting a wall. She crossed her arms and looked increasingly unhappy: "Are you Yu's tutor? I thought you were an old man who couldn't straighten his back. What a surprise."

After a pause, the girl continued: "You are really unlucky. You won an incredible lottery. I am not interested in philosophy or imperial studies. I'm afraid you will pack up and leave soon."

"That's not possible, Your Majesty, your queen mother has saved my life as an exiled person." The man rubbed his chin and looked at the girl up and down, as if he had discovered a rare piece of jade, "I will definitely train you. Become an excellent leader.”

That look——

Bai Ye opened her eyes slightly, and in a daze, she always felt that someone had looked at her like this. But judging from the clothes in the picture, this story probably happened in the distant past.

Is it an illusion?

The scene moved, and this time, the man who claimed to be Seneca stood in front of a sculpture: "This is your majesty's work."

"Hmm, before I became a leader, I was also an excellent artist. How about it, a good work, right?"

Seneca fell into deep thought. Next to him, the beautiful girl tried her best to pretend that she didn't care, but the eyes that kept glancing at him still exposed her nervousness.

"To be honest, the degree of completion of this thing is very subtle."

"What, what?!"

The philosopher's words hit the girl hard. When she fell into depression, Seneca smiled and opened the scroll, which was a vast picture scroll belonging to this country.

"If you know nothing about the outside world and just work behind closed doors, your senses will become dull. Come with me to broaden your horizons, Your Majesty."

"Humph, I don't like big fools!"

"Your Majesty is still young, don't worry about your height." Although his face couldn't be seen clearly, anyone would be sure that Seneca was smiling, "There is still a possibility of growing taller."

"You actually... actually mentioned your height in front of me, you really stepped on a landmine." The girl said angrily, "That's why you suffered the pain of exile!"

But in addition to being embarrassed, the girl couldn't help thinking so.

[Hmm, although it's annoying, he's an interesting guy. ]

[It seems that he can kill some boredom. ]

From that day on, Seneca's teaching began.

In the turbulent regime change, there were many people who alienated the young emperor, but this man was different. He devoted himself to developing the girl's talents and broadening her horizons.

Just by learning the knowledge of swords, she defeated the Roman officer who didn't care about it just a moment after the actual battle began;

Just by copying the master's paintings and studying diligently for several days, she was able to learn all his techniques and add bold imagination.

The poems written by talent alone were circulated outside the palace, and people even thought that the famous poet wrote for the emperor.

——Amazing, her talent is really blessed by God.

Seneca watched the girl's increasingly confident and brilliant posture with deep eyes.

"Seneca, look at this!" The girl rushed out of the dressing room in a hurry, holding a brand new dress in both hands. This is a ball gown that embodies the boldness and aura of art. It is obviously designed as a men's style, but when worn by the exquisite girl, it has a stunning beauty like Venus.

"Look, this is the dress I designed myself. Isn't it beautiful?"

The girl smiled proudly. She danced in the solemn classical palace. The close-fitting dress spun with her, flowing with the brilliant golden red brilliance: "Wearing this dress, I have endless inspiration! I also want a red sword that matches it!"

After a brief shock, Seneca smiled and admired the dress of the young emperor that was frozen in time for the future with Bai Ye beside him.

The once weak and submissive young emperor has completely grown up. The budding rose has finally bloomed. She began to stretch her branches to the world and show off every beautiful petal. She is young, enthusiastic, and full of vitality. She deeply loves this world and this country, and believes that everything she loves will give her the same passionate love in return.

As a teacher, he is very aware of this. While he is proud of it, he feels a little uneasy in his heart.

Your Majesty, you have come a long way.

I must have a responsibility for discovering and tapping her talent.

If, that day, the little gem that shone with the light of bravery, turns into an evil star and falls one day——

That disaster will be the flame of sin that I ignited with my own hands.

Perhaps, I shouldn't have reached out...

"What do you think, Seneca!" The rose bloomed warmly, and the girl approached her teacher, her laurel-like green eyes shining, not hiding her expectations, "This is my talent, and I will correct all the corrupt national politics!"

This is the speech made by the young emperor before the inauguration ceremony. Such a brilliant person, such a talented and dazzling star, reached out to the man, full of dependence.

"My talent should be dedicated to the people and art, Seneca, with your ability, support me for a while!"

Perhaps, I should have let go.

Perhaps at that time, I should have exiled myself back to the wilderness again——

But, looking at those eyes, I couldn't say no anyway.

After a short silence, the man smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand to shake hands with the future emperor.

"I am willing to serve you, Augustus."

The girl smiled, and that brilliant smile, along with the intoxicating sunlight behind her, blurred Seneca's vision.

Ah, please forgive me, merciful Lord.

I can no longer tell whether this is dawn...

Or, dusk.

————

[She was born at dawn]

[Not as the emperor's legitimate son, but as the end of a family]

[Perhaps because of the reaction of her improper birth, she is different from all the Augustus of the past]

[Love others more than family members]

[Love citizens more than dignitaries]

[However, this lifestyle is not understood]

[No matter family members, no matter others]

[No matter dignitaries, no matter citizens]

[So, the first person to have a conflict with her was her mother, Agrippina]

A cunning and selfish woman who stood above the authority of Augustus.

She reconciled with the Senate without authorization, causing the policies that the young emperor had worked hard to implement to go down the drain overnight. The loss of credit and expenses was huge, and the number of innocent people involved in this storm was countless.

... No one knows how much trauma this fact caused to her fragile spirit.

However, as a result, she was determined to assassinate her mother. Before the showdown with the Senate, she had to eliminate the jackals in the backyard.

However, the assassination failed repeatedly.

Finally...

The bloody wave swept, and when Bai Ye opened his eyes, what came into view was the once beautiful woman with blood at the corner of her mouth. Under the horrified gaze of the dignitaries, her arms stretched to the sky fell powerlessly.

The wine glass in her hand fell and was picked up by the young emperor who lowered her eyes and made it difficult to see her expression. She raised the glass and announced loudly to the panicked crowd:

"——This person poisoned me."

"Even if it is my mother, betraying the emperor is a capital crime!"

Yes, she finally chose to execute her mother in public. As the last blood relative, the last words her mother left were:

"I curse you..."

"Nero Claudius."

[It was 59 AD]

[The moment when the name of the tyrant remained unchanged]

[From this moment on, her life took a more deviant path]