The next day, Julio went to see Avery. Borgia, he has grown up a lot, but he is not outstanding, just like his half-brother and half-brother, Borgia's charm seems to have been taken away by Lucrecia and Caesar, but for him now, this face undoubtedly reduces a lot of trouble for him.

Because of the care of the Medici family, his life in the convent was not difficult, and even leisurely. In terms of food and clothing, he had everything he needed, and as for work, the abbot of the monastery did not treat him harshly as a monk, to put it simply, he was more like a guest living in the monastery, except that he could not come and go as he pleased—although according to the abbot, he seemed to have grown tired of this idle life, and began to study ancient Greek, and was preparing to translate some of the ancient books collected by the monastery into Latin.

When he saw Giulio, he came up and saluted him, and Giulio held out his hand and asked him to kiss his ring.

"I think I'm going to thank you for hiding Giuliano." Giulio said kindly, looking around his room, which was not very large, but with a small glass lattice window framed by black iron, and the courtyard was out of the window, and the light was abundant, and the air was fresh, and it was quiet, but it was not dead and silent—for there were always some small animals coming to visit, and Giulio looked at the small table outside the window where there was a plate of bread crumbs, on which a few fat chickadees were falling, pecking vigorously.

Avery looked along his line of sight, "No," he said uneasily, "maybe not, I think I may have disrupted your plans...... Hopefully not. ”

Giulio is not so surprised that Avery has already guessed the truth of the matter, he is also a Borgia after all, and Giuliano is not a good actor, they get along in the same room day and night, and it is inevitable that Avery will see something.

"You put this?"

"Uh......" Avery hesitated, "yes, I put it, only these days, the grass seeds have been eaten, and the berries have not yet grown, I mean, I'm afraid they will starve...... Of course, I think they're still cute and their calls are pleasant......"

Julio reached out and touched his head, and Avery froze suddenly.

"You don't have to explain to me," said Giulio, "you can do what you like, Avery, and your sister has not given you over to me for the rest of your life like a prisoner—and I never think that the surname means anything, be it arrogant," he smiled, "even your brother, Caesar, Duke of Romagna, has not been able to defeat me, do you think you can?" ”

Avery began to shake his head frantically.

"So, you don't have to be so nervous before me," said Giulio, "it may be a blow to you, but Avery you are not qualified to be my enemy—you don't have to be so sensitive, worried about what you have done or said that will anger me, you are still a child, and my heart is not so narrow-minded." ”

Such contemptuous words, if they were to be said to Borgia like Luigi, Caesar, or even Juan, would have been so hated that they would have gritted their teeth, but for Avery he was relieved, but when he remembered what had happened afterward, his heart rose again: "So," he said cautiously, "can you please forgive me for once?" ”

"I said, thank you for hiding Giuliano." Even if the motive is not so simple, but at that time, who really dared to hide a Medici? Especially when he is accused of being the murderer of the first standard-bearer?

"Do you remember Charlotta?" Avery whispered, "Princess of Navarre, wife of my brother Caesar?" ”

"Of course." Her younger brother Armanisius. Although Albre returned to Navarre when Picomini was elected pope, his name appears frequently in letters and papers, and as the Pope's personal secretary, Giulio is of course best aware of this.

"She and Caesar have a daughter who inherited Caesar's dukedom, no, not Romagna, it's Valentino......" Avery smiled bitterly: "So the king of Navarre, Louis XII, and the lord of the Aosta region where Valentino is located, the Duke of Savoia, each have their own ideas - Louis XII intends to sell her marriage, and the king of Navarre wants her to marry his illegitimate son, the Duke of Savoia...... He sent the Assassins, she was not liked in the court of Navarre, and her mother, who loved her, was in an awkward position and weak enough to protect her, so that by the time I knew, Louise, Caesar's daughter, had been poisoned twice, and would have lost her life if it had not been for God's blessing. ”

"What do you want to do?"

"I still have the last bit of things that belong to Borgia here, and you can take them away if you want, but on the other hand, can you give her a place to live?"

"She's still in Navarre."

"Nope."

"Well, she's already in Italy."

"No, she will always live with her mother in the Pamplona Monastery." Avery accentuated the pronunciation of "always".

"If the monastery is safe......"

"Perhaps, but Julio, the convent is too cruel for a child who is only five years old...... And if she lived in the convent for a long time, the Assassins would have found an opportunity, and she was so fragile that a dagger and a few belladonnas could end her life at any time, Princess Charlotte swore to me that no one would ever know that she had been sent to Italy. ”

"Let me meet her first." Giulio said.

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It's no wonder that neither the French nor the Navarres like Louise. Borgia, her countenance can be said to have been rubbed from her father, Caesar. Borgia was once praised by Leonardo da Vinci for having an angelic and quiet face, and when he was in Rome, he also had many lovers, so even if Louise were his daughter and not a son, he would not be an ugly person—just not so feminine or cute, but for Giulio, the girl who was born in this holy year, who is only six years old today, already has a unique, androgynous charm.

In spite of her ill-fated fate, the traces of pain and misfortune did not linger on her, and she was even more cheerful and easy-going than Avery in character, and in her disposition, one might even say, not like a Borgia, but like a carefree Medici, which made little Cosimo feel a little favorable, for his father was such a man, and after a brief conversation they went hand in hand to play in the courtyard.

Louise's identity is not difficult to arrange, and the Medici side branches are distributed throughout Italy. In Tana. Neri was elected as the new first standard-bearer, while Giuliano. After the Medici became a member of the Council of Seventy, the Medici continued to return to Florence, but ironically, there were rumors that Louise was in fact Giulio. The illegitimate daughter of the Medici.

As for her hair and eyes, they were dark brown - couldn't she go with her mother?

Giulio couldn't do anything about it, no one dared to say it to his face anyway.

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Princess Charlotte is grateful to Anne, Duchess of Brittany, now Queen Anne of France, although she is just a joke with Caesar, but she loves her daughter very much, but since Caesar's death, her brother King Navarre has been keen to find another "reliable" husband for her, but she is worried, if she has a husband again, then what will little Louise do? Her biological father, though he had a prestigious title and title, was known to everyone that he was only the illegitimate son of Pope Alexander VI, and that she could not be honored in the court and in the castle, not in the French, in Navarre, or even in Italy.

Louis XII, on the other hand, complained about this, and went to Queen Anne's parlor to find out where Princess Charlotte had hidden her daughter with Caesar.

"She's only six years old," Anne said, leaning back on the couch and casually holding up a pamphlet, "it's too early for you to appoint a fiancé for her." ”

"The king of Navarre wants his illegitimate son to have sex with her." Louis XII scoffed, "And they could have gotten engaged first." ”

"So it's engaged, and as for where the bride is, does it matter?" Anne covered her face with a pamphlet: "As long as it's the Duchess of Valentino, even if they are engaged to a pile of, it's not a problem." “

Louis XII felt a little pain in his face, but he wisely chose to skip the question: "Well, if you insist, we can leave it aside for a few years - then can we talk about little Francis?" ”

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's seven years old, and he's supposed to have a formal education, but it's not okay to hide in his mother's skirt all the time."

Anne squinted at him, "How much?" ”

"What?"

"How much money am I going to pay for keeping little Francis with me?"

Louis XII's face really hurt, but he still managed to give a number.

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"But in your absence," said Louis XII's minister, "the Dauphin is hardly in Blois, and he is always carried around Brittany by his mother, and he is surrounded by some Bretons, so that we will have a Duke of Brittany instead of an heir to the King of France." ”

"The problem is that I'm going to go on another expedition soon, and even if I can bring him back, I'll have to hand him over to his mother in the end." Louis XII said helplessly.

"Uh-huh......"

So once again, the French monarchs fell silent.

What they didn't know was that while they were agonizing over the education of the Dauphin, Madame Kindness, a close friend of the Duchess of Brittany, dismissed the maids-in-waiting, and while combing the Duchess's hair, she fell on her shoulders and asked in a whisper, "Don't you want little Francis to meet his father?" ”

You even sent the children of Caesar and Princess Charlotte to him, but did not want to see him again, and let the children meet him, let him meet the children?

The Duchess did not answer, and Madame Kindness waited for a long time, almost thinking that she would not wait for an answer, before she heard her say, "No." ”

When Mrs. Kindness withdrew, Anne was empty, and she stretched out her finger and drew in the air.

Little Francis is hers, she's alone.

She won't share it with anyone.