Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Reality and interests, these can be analyzed rationally, but emotions cannot be rational.

This is the first time that Neos has faced such straightforward feelings, as passionate as a fire, like a desperate moth.But because of her status, he had to make good use of her and couldn't let go.

People's hearts?Favor?

The difference between the two is that the human heart is only concerned with other people.

Human feelings, but you have to involve yourself.

For Boudica, he can treat each other as a monarch and minister, and for the two girls, he can use the name of master and apprentice.But for this little emperor, he really felt helpless.

Neos frowned deeply.

I just feel a headache.

......

The next day, early in the morning, the sun rose.

Under the clear sunshine, the residents of the city went out to work one after another.

People who are more acquainted on weekdays, when they get together, they go to the field, one or two are carrying hoes, making a lot of noise.

Anya was called over and was also dumbfounded.

The ground was piled up with jagged soil, full of potholes, like a young man with a face full of acne.

And the instigator of all this was called over with a proud face.

Facing the eyes of everyone, Nero rubbed his sore shoulders, begging for praise with a smile.

"Ha, how about it, I did all today's work yesterday!"

"Don't say thank you to me, just let me rest for a day, just go to the bathhouse and take a bath."

As she spoke, she straightened her chest, her figure was not like that of a child, but she smiled like she was eight or nine years old, looking like a little girl.

Behind her, an old farmer squatted in the field she plowed, grabbed a handful of soil, and squeezed it twice. The clods the size of his fist were harder than the calluses on the soles of his feet.

The old farmer's eyes were a little moist.

"This......"

Anya stood in front of a group of people, looked at the ground, and then at the golden-haired girl: "This, isn't it a little ugly, Miss Lucius?"

"Is it ugly?"

Nero turned his head to take a look, turned his head, and shrugged: "Anyway, I think it matches your town quite well."

"..."

At this moment, it is clear that spring is spreading, but it is inexplicably cold.

Bad words that come out of your mouth are often more hurtful.

The little girl Anya was frightened, her face turned pale, she never expected that she would say such a thing.

And the peasant who was counting on the princess to help them get angry and cried.

All kinds of eyes filled with grief and indignation were aimed at the blond girl, but she was forced to be a girl from Lord Nios's family, so she dared not speak out.

There were small sobs in her ears, and Anya felt that she should not be gentle at this moment.

She pursed her lips, looked resolute, and looked up at Nero: "May I ask Miss Lucius, who do you think you are?"

Nero froze.

What's the problem.

Who am I, I am the emperor, it is already a gift to accompany you here, let alone she worked until late at night yesterday before going back to bed.

If you don't thank me, you are still dissatisfied with me in the end?

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Nero frowned beautifully, obviously a little angry.

"Listen, I shouldn't have come here in the first place. You Lord Naios brought me here forcibly, so please don't act like you saved me!"

"I can play farming games with you, which is already a great face to you untouchables!"

She stared at the red-haired girl, gnashing her teeth like a lion cub: "If this were in Rome, I would have ordered..."

Nero showed the majesty of the emperor for the first time, but he didn't expect the anger around him to grow stronger.

Suddenly, a voice without fluctuation broke in.

"The purpose of plowing the field is to make the land soft so that the seeds can survive and grow better, not to kill the wheat seeds like you."

The crowd suddenly parted, and everyone looked back.

Neos' face was cold, and he froze the little emperor's arrogance.

"Lord Neos!" Everyone saluted.

"Master!" Anya's face changed slightly.

Neos walked with his hands behind his back, expressionless, passed through the crowd, and after nodding to his apprentice, he looked straight at Nero.

"I thought yesterday's teaching could make you understand, but I didn't expect to see you wrong."

The tone was so cold that it made people tremble.

"What's wrong with me, you haven't seen me, don't pretend to know me well!" Nero became even more angry.

If you don't like it, I don't like it, Yu doesn't care, but why are you torturing me like this!

Neos frowned, and the surroundings didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Although Nero felt guilty, he still looked at him stubbornly.

Even though her eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked like she was about to cry at any time.

But he always raised his chin a little lonely, bared his teeth, showing his small snow-white canine teeth, like a cat that can't be mistaken even if it dies.

Neos' eyes narrowed more and more, until no one could see his eyes in the end. Although his face was neither angry nor happy, it became more and more frightening.

Even Anya didn't dare to persuade her, she looked at the master and then at the girl, she hesitated to speak.

half an hour.

"You plow again today and replant the seeds." Neos turned around and gave the order in a tone without any fluctuations.

Usually at this time, even Boudica would not dare to refuse.

"I do not!"

But this girl dared.

Neos' back stopped.

Anya took a breath and looked at Nero with horror.

And the people around who were eating melons even took three steps back, intending to draw a line with this girl directly.

They looked at her as if they saw the corpses hanging from the trees outside the city a few months ago.

They have seen too much of the consequences of not listening to the devil's words this winter.

Anya called softly: "You are crazy, Lucius!"

Nero glanced at her and repeated what he had just said: "I don't!"

The tone became more serious.

Neos turned around slowly and looked at her silently, without any emotion on his face.

Nero was a little panicked, but he still refused to bow his head.

It's been like this since I was a child, whether it's my mother, my teacher, or those old people!

Everyone is arranging her life as if she's just a puppet!

And for that she can't be a woman, have fun with her best friend, indulge in her only hobby...

Now I'm finally away from everything, but I'm going to be put here to do some dirty and tiring work!

Really, she had had enough of this arranged life!

"Yu is not a farmer, but an artist!" Nero growled like a lion cub with fur.

The audience was silent for a long time.

"Is it......"

Nios was neither sad nor happy: "Then, let's compare."

"What?" Nero didn't hear clearly and frowned.

Those who heard it clearly thought they had heard it wrong.

"Master?" Anya looked at him puzzled.

Neos smiled coldly: "Artist, since you call yourself an artist, let's compare Jiuhe with the art you are best at."

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Chapter 127 Chapter 120

"Tomorrow afternoon, the once-a-week market will open in the square, and it will be the most crowded time in the city."

"I'll have people set up the stage overnight and invite some people to perform."

Neos was confident, and squinted at the golden-haired emperor: "Of course, I will also give you a place. You decide what you want to sing."

Very good!

Nero was overjoyed, feeling a joy rarely seen in his life.

She can finally stand on stage with her real identity, this is the first time in her life.

Nero looked at him with a smile: "What about you?"