Giovanni. Sforza thinks Luclaycia. Borgia is a slut, completely for the sake of the 30,000 gold ducat, but what he doesn't know is that Lucretia is also full of disgust and disgust for him, Luclecia is twelve years old this year, like a rosebud that has not yet bloomed, although she can't smell the fragrance in the depths, but she can already get a glimpse of the gorgeous demeanor from the tightly wrapped bracts, her breasts are slightly raised, her eyes are sparkling, the innocence of a girl and the coquettishness of a woman are presented in her in turn, not to mention men, Even Julia, who is also a woman, has to praise this as a beauty that is almost beyond the reach of mortals, and Luclessia is not without flaws, but in her body, even the flaws seem to have become gems embellished with gold.

Luigi's death, everyone involved, except for his old father Rodrigo, hardly ever mentioned it again, but Rodrigo put it aside for the time being, because then he had to devote himself to the election of the pope, and the others, Caesar, Giulio, and Joshua, probably wouldn't talk about it for twenty, thirty, or forty years, unless Rodrigo was dead or too old to threaten them. No one would have thought that this seemingly benevolent and tolerant elder would forgive the man who killed his own son. As for Lucresia, when she attended Luigi's funeral, she even boldly touched the distorted and cold face, Rodrigo thought that she was missing her brother, in fact, Lucrecia wanted to make sure that the beast that had threatened and hurt her was indeed dead, and Julio's teachings and Caesar's connivance gave her more courage and toughness than other women.

She knew that it was Caesar, Giulio and Joshua who ended her nightmare, but unfortunately this gratitude could not be expressed, but it must be buried deep in her heart, but this emotion was like a spring in the ground, the deeper it was hidden, the more lush the branches and leaves on the ground became, but she loved Caesar as she loved a brother, Joshua as a friend, and only Julio was like a lover.

Caesar's love for Lucrecia was only so complex and entangled that even he didn't know what kind of feelings it was, although he also had a vague desire to see Giulio as a possible person who could really give Lucrecia happiness (this willingness made him a friend in the dying Lorenzo. The Medici asked him at his bedside if he would like to return Giulio to the world so that Lucrecia and his children would not be illegitimate children), but when he saw the light in Lucrecia's eyes, he felt his heart twist.

What especially alarmed him was that Lucrea's bold behavior in the palace of Loveres seemed to remove a veil of confusion that shrouded Giulio's eyes, and when he looked at Lucrea again, he no longer regarded her as a child, of course, Caesar did not need to worry about Giulio doing rude or reckless things, after realizing that Lucrea had grown up, Giulio not only did not approach her, but distanced himself, but Caesar knew that this did not mean that Giulio was indifferent to Lucrea's beauty and sincere feelings, It was because he also loved Lucrecia that he respected her even more.

For months on end, Caesar's heart seemed to be immersed in fire and icy water, and evil and good thoughts continued to invade his mind, especially after hearing that Lucrecia refused to have sex with her new husband, Giovanni of Sforza, his ears were ringing, and he could barely hear the inquiry of the Holy Father with their father Rodrigo.

"Caesar?" Rodrigo raised his voice: "Caesar? What happened to you? ”

"I ...... I'm fine......" Caesar said reluctantly.

"So did you hear my question?" Rodrigo tolerated and repeated: "What do you think of your sister's refusal to have sex with Giovanni of Sforza?" ”

Caesar set his eyes on Lucrea, and his little sister immediately nervously clasped her hands and put them on her chest, it was a pleading gesture, not to mention that her eyes were like green leaves full of tears, Caesar knew that if he insisted, before Lucretia had sex with Giovanni, their father would ask them to share the bed with that strange tradition, lest Lucrea's body and mind be plundered by Sforza, so that he would not lose Lucrea, but would be hated by her, thinking of this, Caesar's cold heart could not help but be torn apart, "I ......," he said, his voice dry, and he had to hold the handle of the chair so that he would not tremble too much: "I think, Lucrea...... Still too young...... If she had given birth too early, something unfortunate might have happened to her in the delivery bed. ”

"Oh," Rodrigo nodded, glancing at his uneasy son and daughter again, "I seem to have heard Picoromini say such things, although most people think that this is also the punishment that women deserve to bear - but Lucresia, you are different, you are my daughter, you are my treasure, your brother's question may happen, I don't want to gamble on what if, so, get up, I will negotiate with Sforza and allow you to have sex with him again in a year." He stepped down from his seat and gently lifted Lucretia from her knees on the edge of the steps, "Until then, you can still live in Rome, with Julia, me, and your brother, brother, and mother." ”

He looked at Caesar and said teasingly, "And you, my son, I hope you don't regret it too much." ”

Caesar smiled reluctantly.

One after the other, they walked out of the Papal Palace, and everywhere they went, everyone, whether bishops, monks, clergy, nobles, scholars, and paupers, bowed to them, and this was the power of the pope, even if they were dishonorable illegitimate children, they could still be respected as a prince or princess. This kind of scene can make Caesar's ambition boil like blood every time, but today, it is as if he has fallen into an ice cave, and even Lucretia holding his arm cannot make him feel warm.

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The monks of Picromini came to inform Giulio that Cardinal Borgia had come to visit, and he was a little surprised, although Picomini had made an alliance with Borgia, but because of some ideas of Luigi and Cardinal Alexander VI and Picomini, there was little open communication between them, but he then thought that Cardinal Borgia, that is, Caesar. Borgia was also one of Cardinal Picomini's students, and it would be understandable if he had only come to visit his mentor as a student. He looked at Joshua beside him, "Don't leave this room. ”

Joshua nodded, his skin was as white in the sun as a chalk of parchment, since Cardinal Lovere had abandoned him again, he had been seriously ill again, and if it had not been for Giulio and Bishop Picromini, he would have died again, and when he woke up he seemed to have forgotten everything before, and followed Cardinal Picromini with all his heart, and Giulio, like a detached lamb, which made people feel pity and sorrow.

Giulio touched his shoulder and walked out of the room quickly, he saw Caesar in the small hall where the guests lived, but Caesar didn't seem to want to do it, he only pointed to a monk in a hooded cloak behind him, and walked out, and when there were only two people left in the room, Lucresia, disguised as a monk, raised her hand and lifted her hood, and her face suddenly brightened the dimly lit room.

"I ...... I don't have a lot of time," said Luclaycia eagerly and with joy, "but I must tell you, Giulio, that my father allowed me to spend a year with Giovanni again. Sforza room...... I pleaded with him and he agreed! ”

The light in her eyes was so bright that Giulio was speechless for a moment—he thought he was a sane man, but at that moment he seemed to be drenched in a sweet and warm wine, and he couldn't help himself, and he didn't even need to ask Lucrecia why he did it...... Dangerous behavior, to know, Rodrigo. Borgia loved his children, but he was not emotionally influenced in his decisions, and he would be furious if he knew that he had been fooled by them, and the wrath of a pope who truly held the keys to heaven and earthly authority might not even be able to bear it.

But she made such a decision anyway, risking losing her father's favor...... You know, Lucrecia is the illegitimate daughter of the Pope, she has no illustrious maternal family, no territory and blood, and her glory and safety are almost all pinned on Rodrigo. Borgia thought - her sacrifice was so heavy, the favor in exchange was so shallow, how short a year was, and how long it was!

"Luclayia ......," Giulio said with difficulty...... He should have rejected her, he knew that the Medici family was no longer entirely his back, or rather, only Joe. The Medici is the most important weight of the Medici family now, he is already a bishop, and he is older than Giulio, and he is the current Medici patriarch Pierrot. The Medici's own brother, a priest with only a surname, was not worth mentioning in Rome, and Alexander VI might not have seen the next morning if he had this almost twisted desire for control over his children, as Luigi had claimed, and had known that Lucrecia had a genuine and deep love for him, and had even deceived his father for it.

Although he also has Cardinal Picromini, an elder who regards him as a disciple, no, it should be said that he is like a parent, there is no doubt that he will be protected by the latter, but Picromini has always loved Giulio like this, how can Giulio not love this old man, in the city of Rome, life can never be traded, but the best result, Cardinal Picromini can only leave his life, Alexander VI will never allow Giulio. The Medici remained in Rome, and Cardinal Picromini expected ...... him will be ruined.

"I can't ......," said Giulio, who was a little surprised that he could be so cruel: "I can't love you...... Lucresia, I can't. ”

"I know." Lucretia whispered, "I know. She stepped forward and hugged her loved one tightly, longingly, quickly, and stepped back like a breeze: "I know," she repeated repeatedly, and Giulio looked at her, and there was no sadness, disappointment on her small, bright face, "but I ...... If I can't belong to you, then I don't want to belong to anyone else, Julio, although I know that one day, I will be a wife and a mother, but I hope that this day will come as late as possible, I just want to tell you, don't forget me...... Even if you have ...... Lovers, and your children, please don't forget me. ”

"But I will forget," said Giulio, "I will forget you, Lucretia, and you will forget me too, I am just a person who does not love you, you will meet someone who is willing to love you, take your love back, hold it in your hand and give it to him." ”

Caesar stood outside the door, his face sinking like water.

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In mid-June, Caesar. Borgia witnessed his sister Lucrecia and Giovanni. Sforza's wedding.

Giovanni. Sforza is twice the age of his new wife, and he has a visceral dislike for Lucrecia. Borgia, Lucrecia's beauty could not impress him at all, he had told Ludovico that it was a poisonous flower that grew from the cemetery, and the more flamboyant she was, the more she showed how much blood and pus she had sucked, and he felt disgusted at the sight of her, but this marriage was never something that could be controlled by one person, or two people, and he appeared at the wedding ceremony with malice, dressed disheveled, full of wine, and the Pope and his uncle Cardinal Sforza turned pale with anger, but there was nothing to be done.

Lucrecia was wearing loose pajamas, lying under the snow-white sheets under the gaze of the Pope and Cardinal Sforza, as well as her brother and Ludovicco, she felt terrified, but her eyes were still wide, and when Giovanni rudely lifted her skirt to humiliate her, he suddenly felt a slight pain under his ribs, and on the marriage bed, of course, he could not be wearing chain mail, so he immediately froze.

Lucrecia smiled and twisted her little dagger, Giovanni flinched under the drive of severe pain, this was the first time he looked at his little wife, it was like a mirror, he actually saw the same disgust in this Borgia eyes as him, he almost wanted to laugh, it seems that in this room, he is not the only one who is reluctant to marry this contract, but at the same time, he feels jealous, although he calls Lucretia a ==- woman, but she has become his wife after all, Even if the date of the same room has been postponed to a year later...... Is it she who wants to postpone? Does she already have a lover? But under the shroud of the sheets, all he could smell was the smell of youthful purity, "Okay,

He said in a voice that only they could hear: "Truce? ”

"Truce." Lucretia said that it was the first time she had faced a strong man directly, alone, but she was strangely calm, as if everything around her had disappeared and could no longer hinder her from thinking and acting.

No one objected to the ceremony, and a moment later, the Pope announced that the marriage was consummated. Three days later, Caesar met his sister alone and told her that he would go to Perugia next month to attend the wedding of Atalanta's nephew Tocino, and that Giulio would accompany him as an attaché.

"Can I trust you?" Lucrecia pleaded, "My brother, Caesar, can I trust you?" ”

"Of course," said Caesar, "you can always trust me." ”