The silvery moonlight splashed on the earth, and the brook behind it was lit with layers of silver, and the surroundings were quiet, and the cacophony of the Agri people faintly heard from the town not far away made the banks of the creek seem even more secluded and slightly desolate.

Paolo Busako had already withdrawn far away with the hunting guards, and of course he did not have to worry about any disadvantage to Alexander from this young lady of the Borgia family, so he just watched the movements in the vicinity vigilantly, so that no one suddenly appeared to disturb the young man and woman who seemed to be "talking well".

Lucrezia stared at Alexander's eyes in front of her with an unkind expression, because she looked very carefully, she found that this little lord was much more pleasing to the eye than when she saw him in a hurry before, when they first met in the Potico Palace, she only glanced at him and ignored him, after all, there were too many people who wanted to cling to the Borgia family over the years, she was used to being flattered and cared for, and there were too few people who could make her notice.

Bewitch him, seduce him, make him fall in love with him with all his heart, and even abandon Barendi and betray the Rovere family for himself, and then ruthlessly abandon him, and give him to his best friend Julia, so that she can avenge her brother.

It should be interesting to look at his tears of remorse.

Lucrezia carefully calculated, compared to Barendi, she had a great grasp of her own appearance, and had seen with her own eyes how her mother and Julia used charm to make her father deeply indulge in their beauty, and as for the women who used all kinds of means to get close to her brothers, she had seen too much, so even if she didn't show it deliberately, she knew how to arouse a man's interest, which was not something that could be done simply by scratching her head and posing, It's about showing your most attractive side just right.

Lucrezia thought about taking a slow step back and moving herself away from the man, a hint of contempt in her eyes.

"It seems that I was wrong," Lucrezia's voice was a little cold, and there was no emotion in her voice, "I have confused you with those brave men, or I should say that you are not bold enough, although you are from the Rovere family, but you may be a little bold on the battlefield, but you are timid in the face of the Borgia family, and in this respect I think Constantine is much more straightforward than you, at least he dares to mock my brother to his face, and not to be like you when he is cross-examined." ”

Alexander opened his mouth to say something, but Lucrezia did not give him a chance to speak, and had already turned around and walked in the direction of the monastery with the help of the maid.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the town, and then said in a flat tone: "If you may please let your people be quiet at night, the Abbey of St. Teresa is a very quiet place, especially at night, and do not disturb the peace of the abbey." ”

With that, she ignored Alexander, and walked slowly with the help of the maid, gradually disappearing into the shadows of the tall and dark walls of the monastery.

Alexander looked at Lucrezia in a bit of a daze, his slightly open mouth moved, and then he smiled helplessly.

The coldness and contempt of the arrogant Borgia princess are so obvious, the contempt between the looks is not even the slightest concealment, the contempt that seems to come from the bones makes people not only uncomfortable, but also angry.

Being despised by others can make a person hateful, and being despised by a beautiful woman can make a man angry and want to conquer that woman.

Almost all men want to show in front of beautiful women that they are either strong, or wise, or simply attractive in appearance.

They may not necessarily be interested in this woman, but purely to show themselves, but once they meet a woman who ignores or even despises them, they will spare no effort to work harder.

It's not about emotion, it's about dignity.

Now Alexander's dignity had been struck, and Lucrezia had stomped his face under his feet in front of his huntsmen, and seemed to have been ravaged with her pretty little lambskin boots a few times, which made Alexander feel as if he was really a little ashamed.

Paolo Busako also seemed to realize that things were not as rosy as he had guessed, and seeing Alexander look at Lucrezia's back as if he was lost, Paolo Busako turned around and decided to ignore what he had just seen.

So when Alexander turned around, he saw the back of the head of his hunters with their backs to each other.

"Go back," Alexander said casually as he passed by Busako, but then Busako faintly heard the lord's whispering to himself, "It's a shame......"

When Lucrezia returned to the convent, the nuns had just finished their last prayer before going to bed today.

According to the Benedict canon, the rules of the convent are more relaxed than those of the convent of men, and although the rules are still very strict, at least you don't have to pray six times a day, and you even have to get up at 3 a.m. to say your first morning prayer.

The convent was quiet, so quiet that no casual communication was allowed between people, and in the middle of the night, the monastery, which was supposed to be gloomy and intimidating, was only unusually quiet because of its tall and sturdy walls, and when strolling through the corridors, no sound could be heard except the sound of her own footsteps.

Lucrezia did not like the convent, much less the silence that kept her breathless, she liked the splendid clothes, the lively balls, the best friends with whom she could spend an afternoon discussing what kind of jewelry to wear with a dress, and the beautiful lads who always gathered around her to please her.

Lucrezia walked down the corridor a little dejected, still pondering the Gombray.

Although she was in the monastery, she was well informed, and an envoy sent by Alexander VI from Rome brought her a lot of news, including recent movements in Milan and Venice.

Alexander VI told his daughter this, not because he wanted her to be involved in the family's schemes, but because the Milanese might turn their minds on Lucrezia.

Since the Milanese used Giovanni's death as a pretext for war with the Vatican, there was no guarantee that they would not take advantage of Lucrezia's marital relationship with Giovanni to put forward any conditions that would be unacceptable to the Borgia family, so Alexander VI sent someone to warn his daughter to be careful, even though the monastery of St. Teresa was not far from Rome.

Another reason why Alexander VI was so cautious was that he once again pinned his hopes for expansion on his daughter's marriage.

Caesar had already gone to Naples, and had brought with him Pelotto Caderon, and Alexander VI believed that if there was any news, his son would send that clever attendant back to report it.

For the marriage being planned, some people in the Borgia family like it and some people worry about it.

Although he was ordered to send an envoy, Caesar was obviously not interested in marrying Naples again, while Giovanni looked very excited, and of course it was Geoffrey's wife Sanxia who was really happy, because the Neapolitan prince that Alexander VI had a crush on was none other than her brother, the son of the former King Alfonso II of Naples, and the nephew of the current King Frederick, Duke Alfonso of Bicheli, also named Alfonso.

Xia San had faith in her brother, believing that the beautiful and gentle Alfonso would win Lucrezia's favor, both for Alfonso and for their siblings.

For this reason, Xia San specially sent someone to write a letter to Lucrezia, saying good things for her brother, in which she wrote excitedly: "It would make me very happy if you could be my sister-in-law, I believe that once you meet Alfonso you will like him, he is so beautiful and informed, he will definitely comfort your heart hurt because of your last marriage." God, I can't wait to see your wedding, I think it will be more pomp than any wedding, and the two of you are destined to be the two brightest pearls of this event. ”

Lucrezia was somewhat caught off guard by Xia San's letter, or a little hesitant.

Giovanni's death still haunts her today, and sometimes in the dead of night she thinks of her deceased husband, especially the face he distorted with pain before he died.

Lucrezia didn't know if she would be able to accept a new marriage so quickly, though she knew that it was up to her father and brother to decide, but she wished it would come a little later.

At least until she can get out of the shock of Giovanni's death.

Back in her room, Lucrezia took out several letters from a box locked in a drawer, which had been sent by her relatives.

Through these letters, Lucrezia already had a general idea of what had happened in Rome during her absence, except that she had not cared about anything other than her own family.

Now she would like to see if there is any mention of the Cambrai in the letters.

Soon, Lucrezia got an answer.

"That disgusting Gonzalo turned Rome into his playground, and from the day he entered the city he went about with impunity," was a letter from Giulia Farne, "and he was even unreasonable to the Pope, and your father did not even visit my bed for a few days because of his anger, which made me worry about him." I have thought more than once that it would be nice if the two men had caught fire when Cambrai had stopped Gonzalo alone in front of the Arch of Constantine, either one killed the other, or both of them died. ”

Looking at Julia's letter, Lucrezia's swan-like neck moved slightly, allowing her head to twist slightly.

Because of the lack of clarity, Lucrezia did not understand what Julia was talking about in this letter, but she already knew a lot about Gonzalo through those letters.

Arrogant, arrogant, and even unscrupulous, all who mention him would describe the general of Aragonese in this way, which led Lucrezia to already imagine Gonzalo in her mind as a heinous villain.

Rumors that Chasan seemed to be in a hot fight with that Gonzalo had reached Lucrezia's ears through those letters, and she had even received complaints and helpless letters from Geoffrey. "I really don't know what to do, I think my wife has made me the laughing stock of all Rome, and probably even the beggars in the streets know that my wife is unfaithful to me," Lucrezia looked at Geoffrey's letter, looking at the words of frustration on it, "If it weren't for my status that kept me from acting rashly, maybe I would have gone to trouble Gonzalo like that Gombray, and I even thought about finding that man to duel, but you know that my father will not allow me to do this, dear sister, please tell me, How can I get out of the pain? ”

Looking at Geoffrey's letter, which was full of hesitation between the lines, Lucrezia was not thinking about the affair of his brother and wife, but about Alexander, which he had inadvertently mentioned in his letter.

Lucrezia was a little surprised that this man dared to provoke Gonzalo, and although she didn't want to admit it, it seemed that her relatives were now helpless against that Gonzalo.

This made Lucrezia reluctant to admit it, but she couldn't help but accept the fact that Gombre was not as incompetent as she thought.

At least in terms of courage, this man surprised Lucrezia.

"A brave but rude man?"

Lucrezia stroked the long blond hair that hung down to her forehead, and she recalled, feeling that Alexander was exactly what she had imagined.

She began to feel that it was no longer very interesting to conquer such a man, and make him a captive in front of her.

Lucrezia didn't like brute force or too vulgar people, and that's exactly what she thought of Alexander.

He might lead his troops into battle, but he was not interesting, and she couldn't understand how Xia San could tolerate being with Gonzalo, who was said to be vulgar and rude.

But the thought that this man was Barendi's fiancé made Lucrezia's mind come alive again.

Lucrezia had met Barentia, but she didn't have much of an impression of the ordinary-looking girl, preferring to associate with beautiful girls like Julia or Charsan who were as glamorous as they were.

But Lucrezia couldn't help but admit that secretly she was actually very jealous of the daughter of the Rovere family, because Barendi had something that neither she nor her best friends had.

"Take that Gombray prisoner, make him betray the Rovelle family, make him finally kneel in front of me, and then humiliate him severely," Lucrezia said to herself so "viciously", "You can do it, Lucrezia, you can do it." ”

Just as Lucrezia made up her mind, Alexander was looking at the map.

There aren't many roads to choose from from to get from Rome to Montieneuvâteau.

Italy's narrow terrain has created many natural barriers, and the narrow corridor formed by the Apennine Mountains and the Tirrhenian Sea protects Romagna, but it is equally difficult to get out of it.

Reinforcements of a thousand Genoese had not yet arrived, and Alexander had to think about how to deal with the changes that might occur.

The worst-case scenario is that before he can enter Montina, Castle Montineuv has already fallen into the hands of the Milanese, and if the Venetian can meet the Milanese in time, then he will really deserve his name as a landless lord.

Probably, it was precisely because of this that Giuliano della Rovere agreed so easily that he and Barentia would have the sovereignty of Montina.

Thinking of this, Alexander smiled wryly, and at the same time felt a little helpless at the cunning of old Rowile.

The invasion of Montina by the Milanese must be stopped!

Alexander's fingers pressed the plains of Reial.