Caesar no longer wanted to remember the face of his father and his master that night, he only remembered that he was like being caught in a tornado with torrential rain and thunder, his ears were full of reprimands and scolding, his eyes were full of blood and tears, Alexander VI was not only angry about Luigi's affairs, but also because of Lucrecia's disobedience to him, for this man who was full of control and power, his daughter actually stood by another man against her father, It's simply an unforgivable thing. To Caesar's horror, Lucretia was not shaken by her father's anger in the slightest, she dodged the objects thrown by Alexander VI when he lost his mind, dodged his waving hands and feet, protected her lower abdomen, and prostrate herself on the ground, but her eyes were always bright and determined, and there was a smile on her lips.

Caesar blamed Lucretia afterwards, and her actions were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, what if Alexander VI really lost control of his anger and decided to execute her and Julio?

"That's not a bad thing." Lucrecia replied in a light-hearted tone, "In that case, we would be happier than most couples in this world." ”

Caesar looked at his little sister and suddenly realized that she had grown up not only in body but also in mind, unlike almost all women of this era, Lucrecia grew up like a boy with the connivance of Julio, Joshua and him, although she was outstanding in appearance and graceful posture, she was rarely interested in clothes and jewelry, she had the foresight and courage that ordinary men did not have, a healthy body and exquisite swordsmanship, horsemanship and medical skills, but Caesar also had to say, She was still a Borgia after all, a woman who was like a poison, she loved Giulio, but her love—alas, if it were a woman with a soft heart, she would never put her lover in such a dangerous situation, but Luclessia was different, she would rather sleep with Giulio under the three feet of loess than bury her love in the grave - seriously, Caesar didn't know that it was Julio's luck or misfortune to be loved by Lucrea.

"And what about after that?" Caesar asked, "Are you going to be Aragorn's wife?" ”

"Why not?" Lucretia slowly combed her knee-length curly blonde hair with a comb: "Our love blossoms in the spring, seeds fall in the summer and bear fruit in the fall, I will love no one but him, I will put my love for him in a jewel box, and as I get married, I will fulfill my mission as a Borgia, just like you, brother, and Giulio, he will have his mission." ”

"He's going to hate you."

"Then hate, love is honey, hate is bitter medicine, Caesar, the love in the memory of the bitter taste will be sweeter."

Caesar turned his head to look out the window: "In fact, you didn't believe him at all, did you?" ”

Luracia did not answer, and Caesar continued: "You just want to enjoy the sweetness and madness of love before being forced to have children with someone you don't love, but Giulio is not, he told me that he has proposed to Cardinal Picromini that he is going to resign from the teaching position, and that the Medici family in Florence is ready to welcome a new parent, and he has given everything for you, and you have never expected your future. ”

"It's true," Luclaycia replied indifferently, "even without Luigi...... I've ...... Having made a formal marriage contract with three people, I am a beautiful weapon, and to whom my father handed me the hope that I would stab a fatal wound in whom, Giulio, could not be excepted? Even if I did become his wife, the Holy Father would not allow me to really become a Medici, I would always be a Borgia. ”

"So you just gave him a good dream."

"Give myself too." Lucretia stroked her abdomen: "And a small gift." ”

"He's going to be crazy."

"He's strong," Lucrecia said, "and if he can't, tell him about the kid." ”

Caesar got a chill from his sister for the first time.

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Giulio didn't know anything about it. He did not stay in Rome for a few days, and Cardinal Picomini had a lot to attend to him - as Cardinal's favorite disciple, he was Cardinal Picomini's best secretary and assistant, and Cardinal Picomini would not hide anything from him, and he had been his private secretary for three years; There was also Florence, enemies, allies, objects of trade...... All of this had to be taken care of, not to mention, the power he had established in Rome that belonged only to him (partly from Joe. The Medici here), and, for the time being, his status as an Assasin Assassin, the elders of Assasin have become more tolerant of him, or rather, as his mentor Ezio has risen in status in the Assassin Order, but this does not mean that he does not need to serve Assasin - some of Assasin's ideas do not correspond to Giulio's, but he believes that there is nothing wrong with the increasingly corrupt Holy See having such a dangerous overseer.

He was so busy that he didn't even see Lucrea, and when the matter was over, he got a new appointment - since Caesar had returned in Naples without success, he had to try his luck in France, and the new king of France, Louis XII, asked his father Alexander VI for his help in marriage, and in return, he was willing to give the hand of his cousin Charlotte to a Borgia, and Caesar would resign from his teaching position in the near future, and then turn to France, Brought Louis XII to the Pope's decree declaring his marriage to his former wife, Jeanne, null and void.

So when he personally invited Giulio to go with him to the French Loire, Giulio was not suspicious.

"Have you given my letter to the Holy Father?" He asked quietly as Caesar walked alongside him.

"Yes, he has received it," replied Caesar, "but I don't know what to think after that." ”

"That's enough." Giulio reassures himself that Alexander VI was an ambitious and intelligent man, and that being the case, he should not let go of this delicious bait lightly. And he asked for very little – just time.

Caesar's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

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Castel Sant'Angelo.

Duarte, the secretary of Alexander VI, brought him a silver tray with some burnt parchment corners, which the Pope picked up and looked at, and when he found that it was of no value, he threw it away, "This is what Caesar burned in the fireplace of his room?" ”

"A heavy letter." Duarte said.

"Is there a way to know where it came from?"

"It's kind of difficult."

"Then let him go." The Pope leaned back, he was aging, but his body was still strong, "Let Giuliano. Della. Come in, messenger of Lovere, I think he will bring us good news. ”

Duarte smiled as well, after being trampled by a mad horse and losing his qualifications as pope, Lovere finally found himself unable to confront Alexander VI like the devil, even if he gained the trust of Louis XII after becoming a confidant of Charles VIII, although he was powerful in France, he could not shake Borgia in Italy, and when he learned that Louis XII was troubled by his marriage to Jeanne, he volunteered to be the liaison between the two, Alexander VI was quite tolerant of his flattery, and this time Caesar went to Loire in France, and Lovere repeatedly assured that the safety of the Pope's illegitimate child was guaranteed, and he would do his best to facilitate the marriage of Caesar to Charlotte.

"He just wants to go back to Rome." Unlike his rebellious son Caesar, Lovere, like most clergy, was obsessed with the brilliant triple crown, and that while worldly power could give them some comfort, nothing could compare to being God's spokesman. Even though Lovere is now disqualified, he is still determined to return to the Holy See, rather than being exiled from the center of divine power like an exile.

"Exactly," the Pope nodded to Duarte, "I have something for him to bring to Lovere, and I have one more thing for him to do besides what he promised." ”

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Cardinal Lovere, who was far away in the Loire, was soon replied by the Pope.

Because of the serious injuries he had received before, Lovere quickly lost weight, his countenance, which had tended to be mean and gloomy, now looked more like a legendary wizard, the light of the candle flame danced in his eyes, this was the last light that belonged to him, he wore a brooch with a portrait on his chest, in which the young saint John was depicted, in fact, John's blueprint was his son Joshua, who had cursed the child, hated the child, and considered him his own shame, who would have thought, In the end, this child abandoned by him turned out to be his only hope?

"It must be a prank of the devil." He said in his heart.

He was not very disgusted by Alexander VI's orders, and he should have been angry, after all, they had been evenly matched, and perhaps this request was also in line with his heart—it was best to eliminate an enemy for his child Joshua in advance, but for Cardinal Lovere, there were only two things that were not so good about Joshua today, one was his overly benevolent heart, and the other was his weak body.

"Let me, my father, pick up the thorns of the dry branches on the road." Cardinal Lovere whispered, and he hid the letter from Alexander VI to him, and went out the door to see how the people of Loire were preparing for the welcoming ceremony.

"Do to Caesar as you would a prince. Borgia. Cardinal Lovere said.

"Will he bring what I want?" Louis XII, the new king of France, asked anxiously, that Anna of Brittany had returned to her domain, and that he was anxious to dissolve his previous engagement with Jeanne of France so that he could make a marriage contract with Anna, so as to ensure that Brittany would not be freed from French control because of the former's marriage. The problem is that Jeanne of France, who is also a she-wolf, and seeing that she is about to lose her queen's throne, she manages to find several witnesses to prove that they have succeeded in sharing a bed on the night of the wedding - not only in bed, but in a row...... Well, she had three times, and now Louis XII could only insist that he was not yet fourteen years old at that time, still a child, and did not have the ability to make a girl a woman, but his date of birth was not recorded in detail, and now it was only up to the Pope to say that it was a God-given right, God, and that was good, wasn't it? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Cardinal Lovere replied: "As long as you are patient. ”

None of them expected that they would wait for months before they finally saw the red bull banner unfurled by Borgia at the Château de la Cier in Loire, and Caesar's new emblem, the red flag with golden flames.