"What exactly did Yu forget?"
After signing his name on the official document, Nero pressed the seal that symbolized himself.
If the "Cameo" carved with bright red agate is placed in the hands of others, it will definitely be embedded in gold and silver and become part of jewelry or a crown.
However, in Nero's hand it was only used as a seal.
"My perfect figure does not require any accessories!"
Nero can still remember the scene when she got this Cameo.
Her talents, which can be called all-round (except singing), do not allow her to completely forget anything.
Even those people or things that he has never paid attention to, Nero will have some impressions of them, so Nero will doubt whether he has really forgotten something.
but------
Nero frowned slightly and groped for his empty neck.
She was sure that she had indeed lost something, that something must have been hanging there before.
However it has now been lost.
Nero didn't even know what he was missing.
"I swear on my honor that you have forgotten nothing, Your Majesty."
Seneca stood beside Nero, sorting out the official documents she had just signed.
"And you remember much, much more of what I taught you."
Seneca didn't say this out of nowhere. Nero's sudden transformation made Seneca sometimes feel as if the girl in front of him had been replaced by a different person without knowing it.
If Nero hadn't grown up under his own guidance since childhood, Seneca might really think so.
Nero has grown a lot.
Official documents that he had never read in the past have now become Nero's daily reservations. Nero spent several hours every day reading them and making his own decisions.
And it was as if he had been taught by an experienced veteran overnight, and he could even make decisions about some insignificant matters.
You must know that Caligula and Claudius also fell into endless trivial traps.
What's even more gratifying is that Nero even changed her original extravagant and extravagant living habits.
Although the Roman treasury is still frighteningly empty, if this trend continues, Seneca has a premonition that he will be able to see the birth of a holy king again.
Now that the mysterious elder comes to mind, he can only be himself.
I really deserve the Chun Chun teachings I gave her back then.
"Really? Your reputation?"
Nero lay on the table and lowered his eyes.
"Have you still not regained your interest?"
Seeing the depressed and depressed Nero, Seneca also recovered from the complacency of his educational success.
Although Nero's transformation is indeed gratifying, Seneca is also worried about her changes in mood.
Perhaps it was his old love for little Agrippina - no, his old love for Nero's mother had long since died out.
Perhaps when Seneca was called back by little Agrippina who had become Queen Claudius and was appointed as Nero's personal tutor, Seneca still had unquenched feelings for her.
What could be called fatherly love for Nero indeed began at that time.
But Seneca's fatherly love for Nero was by no means just a love for little Agrippina, but was also based on his experience of getting along with Nero for more than ten years.
Seneca's feelings for little Agrippina were extinguished when she did not hesitate to poison her own daughter Nero.
The headaches that Nero still suffers from today are also related to the poison administered by the young Agrippina at that time.
As a senator, Seneca often thought of and had opinions about Nero's killing of his adopted brother and Claudius' son Britannicus.
But Seneca had her own selfish motives for Nero's killing of little Agrippina, his biological mother.
Even if Nero didn't take action at that time, he would take action as he regarded Nero as his own son.
Even if he abandons his pursuits and ideals, and his pride as a senator, Seneca will still do such despicable things.
As a father.
"What if Yu Zai one day... wants to slander your reputation, teacher... or even kill you?"
The words that came out of Nero's mouth made Seneca freeze in place.
"...Why would you say such a thing?"
After a long silence, Seneca asked in a slightly hoarse voice.
However, Nero was unable to answer the answer given to him.
"I don't know either... It's just that sometimes, such terrible words suddenly flash in my mind... I will kill you, teacher, and I will burn down Rome."
Nero held his hands around his neck, where nothing was hanging, and said in despair:
"Even these official documents... Yu actually has no intention of dealing with them at all... It's just... I just feel that it's impossible not to deal with them..."
Someone besides her should be here to deal with these annoying matters.
Even this impression could only be recalled when Nero was dealing with these official documents, and would be completely forgotten a few hours after she put down the official documents.
Only the doubts and emptiness of why he did what he did were left behind.
Only after picking it up again the next day, Nero would think of those strange feelings again.
However, even this strange feeling, Nero noticed that it was fading day by day.
This should be a good thing... this should be a good thing.
However, Nero always felt uneasy about the strange feeling that disappeared unconsciously, as if she was retaining that strange feeling deep in her heart.
Never forget, never should forget, never want to forget.
It’s something that I will never forget——————
But, she has forgotten.
Tears fell from his eyes again and fell on the signed papyrus.
I can't even recall what I forgot.
He didn't even know why his tears came out.
Obviously, he has been praised by the teacher, and he has obviously managed to rule wisely.
But why are you so disappointed?
Even if he asked the court magician Simon, he could only get an answer that was nothing unusual, but the deep sense of self-blame in Nero's heart could not be eliminated.
Nero wanted to look for even the slightest trace.
So she began to read official documents, began to meet with elders, and began to do things that she had never done before.
Just to find some traces of the precious things she had forgotten.
But now even those traces are fading.
Maybe it would be better to forget about it completely?
Simply let go of the ethereal spider thread and fall calmly, and your heart will feel more relaxed.
Nero had forgotten even when he learned about this allusion.
But she didn't want to let go yet, didn't want to just forget.
But if you continue to pursue it...
"I really don't know what I should do...what should I do...Teacher, please tell me..."
"Raise your head, Your Majesty, Augustus in Rome cannot cry at will."
The stern voice from Seneca rang in Nero's ears.
Familiar words echoed in Nero's mind.
Maybe it was the instructions Seneca had taught him before, so he was so familiar with it.
But Nero always felt that someone other than Seneca had said so.
"Yes... I am the Augustus of Rome. I cannot cry. I must be lonely. I must be noble. I must sacrifice myself————"
Nero said to himself while wiping the tears that continued to flow from his eyes.
"Exactly that, but————"
Seneca walked directly opposite Nero. Looking at Nero who was trying hard to stop his tears, Seneca frowned.
His tone immediately became softer.
"but?"
"It's okay if you don't do that, Nero."
"Even if Yu Hui does something evil...and Yu Hui kills you...will it still be the same?"
"Ah, if you have something you really want to exchange for."
