Alfonso, Duke of Bisébilli, gently turned Lucracia's face to himself, and when he saw a clear red mark on his soft cheeks, his eyes couldn't help but overflow with love and anger: "The Holy Father has beaten you? He asked.

"I thought...... He will be happy. Lucrecia said that her turquoise eyes were as beautiful as Turkish jade in the morning light, and when she couldn't help but close her eyes, tears fell like pearls, leaving Alfonso's heart ache, "Of course he didn't want us to have children!" He shouted, even forgetting to use the honorific: "He is ready for his bastard son to be king of Naples!" ”

And Luracia looked like she was about to faint, "I'm sorry......" she said with a sob, "yes...... I'm sorry, Alfonso. ”

"It's not your fault." Alfonso held his beloved wife firmly in his arms: "Who can accuse you, you are nothing more than his daughter, only your misfortune, but not your sin, Lucleia, the most important thing for you now is to protect my child and give birth to him well." ”

"But more than that," said Lucrecia, "I love his father more, and I beg you, Alfonso, do not anger the Holy Father, and hide from him." ”

The anger on Duke Bisherbi's face suddenly faded like a night tide, leaving a pale from horror, "What did you say? What do you know? ”

"You've caught me!" Lucrecia exclaimed.

"Oh, well," Alfonso immediately let go of his unconsciously tightened fingers: "My good man, my love, tell me, what he, they, want to do to me?" ”

"Not yet," Luracia said, "not yet." ”

"Then it will be, won't it?"

Alfonso ......

"Tell me, and I'll remember your kindness, and tell me, if they're ...... Going to kill...... I? ”

"I don't know." "But I will do my best to stay with the Holy Father, and I will come back and tell you when something happens—but you yourself must be careful that the Neapolitans go where I have no way of reaching, to hear, to see, and then to tell me that I know the Holy Father and the people around him very well, and that as soon as those people appear, I know that they are about to do something." ”

"Okay, okay." Duke Bisherbi agreed without hesitation, he was already in a mess and couldn't care about anything.

Lucrecia burst into tears again, but this time out of joy rather than grief, and let the Duke of Bisherbi kiss her hand and cheek, a mesmerizing smile on her face.

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Caesar, who was far away in the Loire, could only say that he knew nothing about Rome, including distance and the relationship in the French court, and there was nothing he was worried about all the time more than Princess Charlotte's cold attitude towards him, to say, he had already learned the indifference of a princess, but when he first arrived in Brest, Princess Charlotte was still quite gentle with him, although the color of this princess was not as good as that of her sister-in-law Anne of Brittany, but her friendly gesture was enough to make up for everything.

Caesar is quite confident in his charm, so the sudden transformation of Princess Charlotte can only be said to be manipulated and instigated by someone behind her, and who else can control the princess of a country, except for King Louis XII of France? What else does he want? Let Caesar say that this majesty's appetite is not inferior to that of his father, Pope Alexander VI, and his courtiers, without Kinducart, Kinflorin, Kinéju, he can't talk to them properly, and even the most humble groom will secretly pull out his silver spurs, of course, those spurs that are easy to loosen were originally specially made to win the favor of the French, but a groom, how far can he spread Borgia's fame? But Caesar could not reproach him, for his persona at the French court was generous and amiable—Caesar took a deep breath and rubbed his arm annoyance—and his "French disease" broke out again, and he had to put on a mask and take off his clothes only where there were no candles and torches.

He paced anxiously back and forth in his room, noticing a tapestry when a small dot suddenly lit up and disappeared.

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Princess Charlotte looked away from the peephole: "It seems that he can't take it anymore, Your Majesty." ”

King Louis XII of France gave her a flirtatious smile, "A stupid bull." He reached out for his cousin to hold it, then took her into his arms and told her to sit on his lap with one arm wrapped intimately around her waist.

"And it's covered in poisonous sores." The princess frowned and showed a disgusted expression, "Do I have to have sex with him?" ”

"That's for sure." Louis XII immediately revealed his ruthless nature: "Otherwise, the marriage contract would not have been established, and Alexander VI would have doubted our sincerity." ”

"He's sick in Italy."

"A lot of people have it." The king said, "You can't be sure that your future husband doesn't." Princess Charlotte immediately wanted to jump, but Louis XII immediately grabbed her, his arm was like an iron tong, and the princess was in pain and fear, but she did not dare to say anything, nor did she dare to continue struggling.

"Listen to me," said Louis XII gently, "I will give you another 30,000 gold for her dowry, but not in the dowry, but in three mirrors as large as your body, to compensate for your ...... A little regret. Moreover, Borgia is very rich, and when you marry him, you can live as a queen and live in luxury, and you can do whatever you want, Charlotte, you have my support, as long as you don't go too far, no one in Borgia can point fingers at you and talk a lot. ”

Princess Charlotte had seen Caesar's toilet - made of precious wood and sprinkled with gold dust.

"Can I come and see you, then? Your Majesty. She pressed her chest and asked in a pretended seductive manner.

"As long as I'm in Italy, of course I can." Louis XII seemed to have forgotten his previous grievances, and replied ambiguously: "You can come to me at any time, just don't let Borgia know." ”

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No matter how many people had evil intentions, after the 100,000 gold ducats escorted by Caesar's envoy fell into the pocket of King Louis XII of France, he and Princess Charlotte were finally able to continue negotiating, and the marriage contract was set in March 1499, and after another lengthy round of negotiations, they agreed to be married on May 10, and the wedding was held on May 12, in the mansion of Anne, Duchess of Brittany, that is, Queen of France, in the mansion of the Château de Blois.

This mansion was also given to the Duchess by Louis XII in order to show his generosity, but it did not please the Duchess, because it was decorated with the lily coat of arms of the French royal family, as well as the porcupine coat of arms of Louis XII, which could easily stab her eyes - she openly refused to attend the wedding of two people she hated on the grounds of pregnancy, and Louis XII did not force it, or rather, he was quite willing, although the French were not as extravagant and lascivious as the Italians, He could still have fun with any noblewoman or prostitute at the wedding reception, and relax his resentment at learning that Alexander VI had taken the Templar legacy from his domain.

Caesar. Borgia smeared powder on her body to cover the ugly marks left by the French disease, and Princess Charlotte readily agreed to his request to extinguish most of the candles, after all, she didn't want Caesar to see her disgusted look, but she didn't know Caesar. Where did Borgia hear about Charles VIII's "great deeds", and he also insisted on rounding the house eight times in a row...... In fact, he began to be unable to do it by the third time, and Princess Charlotte just forced her irritable mood and dragged her tired body to play a good show with him.

Let Caesar. What Borgia really rejoiced about was that Louis XII had finally fulfilled his promise.

He was crowned Duke of Valentino, and it is said that Louis XII had chosen him to cater to Valencia, Spain, where he was born and where his family was born, and he was allowed to use the coat of arms of the French crown, that is, in addition to the family's emblem, the red bull, and his personal emblem, the flame, his flag and coat of arms could be covered with French lilies; In addition, he was allowed to enter the Royal French Order of Saint-Michel, led a hundred French royal lancers, King Louis XII of France personally put the gold collar of the Order around his neck, and he was also allowed to buy an estate in France, among other small favors, and so on.

Princess Charlotte was immediately delighted, and as Louis XII said, Caesar did not hesitate to win her favor with precious stones, pearls, brocades and silks, gold and silver embroidery, delicate tableware, precious relics, and beautiful furnishings and furnishings...... As long as she wants, or is thought to want, it will be sent to her eyes and she will be left to choose.

She often walked up and down the court, covered in jewels, and unfortunately her sister-in-law, the Duchess of Brittany, saw her only a few times because she was pregnant, and there seemed to be no unpleasantness on her face.

"The most valuable thing about this highness is that he is ridiculous and does not know it." When Princess Charlotte was once again politely turned away from the door, Mrs. Kindness couldn't help but say.

"Everyone knows how rare a competent clown is." The Duchess said harshly.

Mrs. Kindness looked down at her undulating but not noticeable belly, the child was not growing very quickly, but Anne insisted that he was healthy, "You must restrain a little," she said disapprovingly, "Don't let the child in her belly learn badly." ”

"I'm worried he'll look like his father, and that's too bad." The Duchess said, exchanging a look with Madame Kindness.

"But I've heard that Lucrecia of Rome. Borgia was also pregnant. Madame Kindness lowered her voice and said, "But the Neapolitans say that the Pope does not welcome the child's arrival. ”

"It was a doomed child." The duchess said, "Its father does not know if he will live to see it born." ”

"Alas, Your Majesty, what did I say......"

"I'm sorry, ma'am."

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Lucrecia had a sumptuous dinner of beef, roast chicken, and honey apples, and it was said that her appetite was due to the birth of children, and only she knew that all she knew was fat stored in her plump body.

As soon as she heard Heinrich. Kramer's name was known to be bad when it was linked to Luca, and Giulio's reaction was as swift and ferocious as she had guessed, but it was not yet possible for the Holy Father to truly know this ...... that he had never cared about enemy, so Lucrecia thought of a way to send the information out - she told Alexander VI that not only did she not use contraception as he had requested, but she was also pregnant with the child of Alfonso, Duke of Bisacebeli, and sure enough, the Pope was furious, even more than when he learned that she was in love with Giulio, perhaps he had already found a new husband for her, and the birth of a child would undoubtedly disrupt his plans.

But as Lucrecia had expected, the Holy Father had failed to pay attention to little Luca, his attention had been taken away from the Neapolitans running around, and so was his anger—but it was not enough.

"Let's go!" That night, Duke Alfonso of Biscapili stepped into his mansion in Rome with his wife, Lucracia. Borgia rushed over in a panic, "Hurry up, they're coming to kill you!" ”

Alfonso was so frightened that he didn't even have time to kiss his wife on the cheek before he fled with a few of his followers.

Before him, Cardinal Sforza, now Duke of Milan, Ludovico Murphy, was the Patriarch of Sforza. Sforza's brothers, who also fled to Milan before the Inquisition's presiding judge and the Templars broke down, and who did not know who had informed him, he transferred most of his property, and in the end Pope Alexander VI only looted a few tens of thousands of gold ducats—far less than he had expected.

It was at this time that Duarte sent him an unsigned secret letter.

(To be continued)