Chapter 3 Farewell Turinus (Part 2)

Turinus lowered his head in silence, and soon he chuckled, "I regret it, great regret. If I had abandoned my laziness and luck and listened to Curio's advice, I would have joined forces with Antony to attack Rome before your father's main army entered Cisalpine Gaul and exterminated all of your inferior family."

"Yes, that's great, Turinus... I'm sorry, you failed, but don't feel guilty, because the price you paid is heavy enough." Leo also lowered his head and answered sadly, then he raised his head Come, and say to his old friend on the other side of the iron bars, "That's it, goodbye, Turinus."

"Is that it? Is that it? Is that how you treat your friends, you son of a military prostitute and a slave!" Turinus shouted angrily, and then a flash of fire appeared. It was two Medet warriors who swung the torches in their hands towards the iron bars. Turinus wailed, like a frightened beast, and shrank back a few steps, hiding in the darkness, and howled a few times at Leo's back, and then the fire gradually faded away, leaving Turinus behind the dark night and the iron bars.

By the time Leo walked out of the dungeon, it was already daybreak. He took off his coarse cloak, revealing his elegant toga. Surrounded by his followers and guards, he walked through the bustling crowd, streets and temples like the most ordinary nobles in Rome, and finally came to the high priest's residence. In the dining room there, his father was sitting in front of the dining table, on which was his meal, his favorite olive oil plum.

"Father, I'm back." When he sat down, Leo greeted him.

"Well. Your breakfast is ready. I will go back to Prima with you right away to visit your mother and persuade your sister. There will be a small private banquet in the evening, which is about the issues you have taken care of during your tenure as a municipal official. I will introduce several capable knights to you." The father did not look strange at all, and naturally pushed his son's plate over, and then wiped his cheeks and lips carefully with a napkin and said.

"As you wish, father." Leo answered, and sat down below his father, and began to eat.

The father and son sat quietly facing each other until the meal was over, and both of them knew very well in their hearts: the next thorny issue was what to do with Corinna, but Lepidus looked very relaxed, as if he had it all planned out.

In the room in the backyard of Villa Prima, Corinna hugged her knees. Sitting on the couch under the colorful murals, she didn't know the details of what happened outside these days. Because she was isolated from the world, male and female servants outside sealed her room, and all the close-fitting hairdressing maids were replaced by Lepidus. No one sent her a message, and no one dared to.

But Corinna understood that Turinus was in trouble, but she didn't know to what extent.

When the high priest appeared in the garden, Boti came to greet him with all the servants. Lepidus seemed a little tired and sat on the stone chair, "Has my adoptive father not returned from Bea?"

"No, Marcos is in high spirits this time, because Princia and Domuzin are vying to curry favor with him and ride with him on a colorful yacht from one end of the coast to the other." Boti smiled and rubbed the high priest's shoulders to loosen his bones, and then said.

"Well - how is Corinna, has she eaten?" At this time, the high priest turned the topic to his daughter.

"She hasn't gone on a hunger strike, but she eats very little and has lost some weight in the past two days."

It turned out that Li Bi Da never liked to teach his daughter to diet and shape her body like some noble parents who were influenced by the oriental court style. He always told his daughter to eat whatever she likes, just be a little restrained, and go to the gym in the bathroom with the hairdressing maid to sweat and exercise on weekdays, but he firmly did not allow his daughter to find a "massage oil technician". This kind of person is mostly young men who specialize in wiping olive oil and massaging the ladies after bathing, and frantically sell male beauty to seduce customers.

So Corinna has developed a good habit, that is, she absolutely cannot stand hunger strike, although she is very sad.

"You all stay here and prepare for the dinner. I will go to persuade my good girl." The high priest said so, and then walked into the room in the backyard.

The servants hurriedly bowed and opened the door to show that they were dutifully taking care of the young lady.

"Father, you deceived me and must have harmed Turinus." Corinna was wearing loose pajamas and her hair was messy. When she saw her father, she knew that everything was done.

"Now I can tell you that Turinus will be exiled for the rest of his life, on the distant island of Malta." Lepidus sat on a chair inside the door, which happened to be facing his daughter. He carefully scanned the surrounding cabinets and small tables in advance and found that the cabinets and small tables had been removed. There were no sharp objects anywhere. Only then did he calm down and narrate the final result of the matter to his daughter.

Corinna let her long hair fall in front of her eyelashes and cheeks, and slowly covered her face with her hands, "Father, you won't allow me to commit suicide, right? Otherwise, even without scissors, I can use this hand to dig out my eyeballs."

"No, don't dig, because you still have to keep these beautiful pupils, look at this." Lepidus sent Turinus's private letter over.

One was between him and Corinna, and the other was between him and his stepfather Phillips, but both letters involved Corinna.

To be honest, Corinna was immediately disillusioned. She felt that she was a fool. The man was so sweet and flattering to her in the previous letter, but in another letter, he mocked her for being fickle after marriage and looked down on her silky hair and skin, saying that Roman beauties should be like Cicero's new wife, Faberia, plump with some fine freckles and curly wavy hair.

"Father, I want to dig out my eyes now..." Corinna said, tears flowing directly, "But even so, I still love him and still hate you."

"Haven't you always regarded Turinus as a substitute for your father? You like Turinus not because of his appearance, not because of his character, but just because Turinus has great ambition and skills, just like your father, isn't that right?" Lepidus lowered his voice, and said this deliberately when the servants left.

"Yes." Corinna did not deny it. "In Rome, I always compare all the boys with you. So I have not had a good relationship with my brother since I was a child, because I think he is too gentle and gentle. I am not ashamed to say this, because there are no servants who gossip around. Please look down on me as much as you want, father..." After saying this, Corinna fell sideways on the couch, with her back to her father, and continued to cover her face with her hands, her voice getting lower and lower. (To be continued...)