Alexander could scarcely remember how he had returned to Marino, except vaguely that he could remember the comfort of the carriage as if he had been caught in a cloud of warmth and then a slight coolness, which made him move pleasantly, and then fell back into a deep sleep.

After several days of running around, there was little time to rest on the road, and when I stopped every day, I almost fell to sleep on the ground without even setting up the campsite, except for the first day when I could eat something because of hunger, and in the next few days, the Agri people didn't even have the ability to eat because they were too tired.

At that time, Alexander dragged his tired body with a spear in his hand and kept beating and urging the soldiers to eat, but when he brought out water and dried bread and dried meat, he could only grit his teeth and force himself to eat little by little.

The alternating attacks of hunger and exhaustion left some behind, but there was no one to help them, and everyone seemed to know that this trip to Rome would be a great test for them, in which there was no cheating and no cheating was allowed, because those who could not pass the test would not be able to bear the responsibility of protecting themselves and their companions in the future.

It was such four days that Alexander could not even remember how he persevered when he saw the shadow of the city of Rome.

Then came the meeting with the Pope and the rush to the Potico Palace, in fact, while Lucrezia fell asleep quietly beside him, Alexander could only bite his lip incessantly to remind himself not to sleep.

The sumptuous dinner prepared by de Mira was the final blow that prevented him from holding on, and the drowsiness that followed after eating and drinking finally knocked him down when he could not see Lucrezia, and Alexander fell asleep before he could even say a complete sentence to Josa.

And the sleep was so sweet that I didn't even know when I returned to Marino Palace, and then how I was sent to a comfortable bed.

In his sleep, he seemed to feel someone sitting down beside him, and out of instinctive vigilance against danger, Alexander's body curled up slightly, protecting the weakest part of his body, and then he seemed to feel his body buried in a softer place, which made him move again, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but although he still felt weak and couldn't seem to open his eyelids, as soon as he heard a little sound, Alexander suddenly woke up.

Or maybe he was not at ease with his surroundings, he woke up quickly, and then he struggled to force himself to sit up.

This was his room in the Potico Palace, and everything in this room was so familiar that when he woke up, he almost got used to shouting "Sophia".

Sophia used to wake up earlier than him.

He would often wake up to Sophia, sitting in the chair across the bed, either tinkering with her short crossbow or wiping the glass pendant from the worthless necklace Alexander had given her.

But now when Alexander looked, the chair opposite him was empty, which made him stunned for a moment, and then remembered that it was the end of June, and Sophia had been gone for a long time.

Maybe it's the long-term fatigue that makes people's emotions fragile, Alexander misses Sophia a little inexplicably fiercely at this moment, but soon he was awakened by the faint noise outside the door, he looked at the window, when he saw that the sky was already bright outside, Alexander immediately got out of bed, he didn't care about putting on his shirt, and walked directly to the door with his bare shoulders and opened the door.

The people in the corridor seemed to be startled, and when they saw Alexander standing in the doorway, Joanna, who was talking to the servant, let out a low cry, and then quickly turned and walked to the side.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

Alexander said casually that he didn't mean to snub Joanna, but just thinking about what had happened between her and Nathan, he felt that the former queen really didn't need to be so dignified.

"Earl, I didn't expect you to sleep so little, and some people bet that you would sleep until the moon rises at night." Joanna looked back at Alexander, "But it seems that Miss Cosenza has won, and she ordered someone to prepare breakfast for you, so she must have guessed that you would wake up so early." ”

Alexander bowed slightly to Joanna before taking the long coat handed over by the servant next to him and draped it over his body.

"Your Majesty, I hope you have a good time during this time."

Alexander was tempted to say a few innocuous words, but somehow even he felt a hint of irony in his tone.

In fact, since Sophia left, he had an indescribable dislike for Joanna, and he could think of what Joanna had done when Sophia was forced to leave, at least from the fact that her life had suddenly become much more abundant.

That was supposed to be Barondy's reward for helping her.

A queen actually began to run errands for such a small amount of money, which made Alexander lament the anxiety of his personal situation, but he was quite disgusted with Joanna's greed.

Joanna's face sank instantly, and she seemed to want to be angry, but finally endured it.

She knew very well that she was nothing now, that she had been in complete distress since Frederick had cut off her annuity, that she was not even as good as some of the well-to-do families in Rome, and that she was even wondering if it was time to dismiss some servants to collect expenses.

Although she is still nominally the owner of Marino Palace, in fact everyone knows very well that she has become an idle eater, or simply a host.

The expenses of the entire Marino Palace had been supported by Alexandria, and since the arrival of the Countess de Cosenza, who seemed to have a lot of money, Joanna, the former queen of Naples, had to live in this house.

Alexander bowed again, and then he walked down the corridor toward the stairs, for he heard the servant say that Josha was in the hall below.

When he saw him, Alexander stopped at the top of the stairs and looked at her carefully for a while before slowly walking downstairs.

At this time, Ji Sha was with a few people who seemed to be quite artistic, because these people were either dirty as if they had just come out of the quarry, just like the "millet" dancing with their hands at this time, or although their clothes looked normal, they would bite their fingernails from time to time and make a few small movements that only literary and artistic young people and nervous artists have, just like standing next to Ji Sha at this time, staring at the silhouette of Ji Sha and looking at someone who kept watching.

Alexander didn't like the man's eyes, so he walked downstairs and walked straight in front of the man to get to him.

"What are you doing?" Alexander casually picked up a drawing on the table and looked at it.

"I'm going to fix this palace."

Ji Sha said casually that she was listening with great interest at this time to the endless "Xiaomi" nagging about his design masterpieces.

"Isn't it a simple repair," Alexander muttered to himself, looking at the drawings, "are you going to tear down Marino Palace and rebuild it?" ”

"As the current residence of the Count of Montina, the Marino Palace may be sufficient," said Jossa leaning forward, and said in Alexander's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "but as the future master of Tuscany and even Romagna, this house is too small." ”

Alexander looked at Jisha in amazement, he had never seen Jisha reveal such ambitions, she had only shown great interest in the pursuit of wealth before, when did she suddenly become so interested in power.

Just looking at the palace drawings, which were only rough sketches, but could already make people feel the splendor and momentum in them, Alexander always felt that something was wrong.

"My friend, are you not satisfied with this," Millet asked as he looked at Alexander with a slight frown, and then suddenly realized that the person in front of him was no longer the person he knew before, so he quickly bowed stiffly, "Please forgive me for my faux pas, but I still want to ask you, do you have any dissatisfaction with my design?" ”

When asked, although I wanted to soften the tone, the tone of 'Xiaomi' couldn't help but carry a hint of stubbornness.

How dare I have any grievances against your masterpiece, Alexander smiled bitterly.

Questioning Michelangelo's artistic prowess, Alexander was not arrogant enough to think he had what it takes.

Still, he thought the sketch looked strange.

Then he suddenly remembered something, and turned back to the servant next to him: "What is the name of Cardinal Monteiro's church?" ”

The servant was stunned.

Cardinal Monteiro, a title that has not been used for a long time.

Since the previous cardinal was inexplicably killed, the successor Bishop Monteiro did not hold the important office of cardinal.

The servant, who had figured it out, quickly replied, "Your Excellency is in the Church of St. Anna's Prayer. ”

"Oh."

Alexander, with a strange look on his face, whispered and said no more.

Only a room full of people looked at him inexplicably.

Alexander looked at Josha and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to tear down Marino Palace and rebuild it?" ”

"I just want this palace to be a suitable place for us to live in for a long time."

Josha's words caused an inexplicable heat to rise in Alexander's heart.

He knew that it should be the phrase "suitable for us" that moved him.

Just looking at the sketch, Alexander felt a little dazed.

The symmetrical axis, the straightened walls, the structure of the house, which is known for its unusually evenly divided, and the numerous outward windows that were deliberately set up for the sake of light, made Alexander quickly recognizable from the sketches of the house.

At Palazzo Blancacho, Alexander felt that he should not have admitted his mistake.

It is a building that will become famous many years later, and even for those who have been to Rome, in addition to the amazing Roman ruins of the Colosseum and Pantheon, Palazzo Blancaggio is also one of the must-visit places.

The palace would later become world-famous for a beautiful woman and her story, Audrey Hepburn, and her story called "Roman Holiday".

Alexander was a little inexplicably at a loss, in his memory, the Blancacho Palace would not be built until more than half a century later, and it was his rival Sforza family who owned this luxurious palace.

It's just that Sforza had been ousted from the throne of the Duke of Milan at that time, and the Sforza family could only rely on the wealth accumulated by the family over the years to become rich in Rome.

But now, Palazzo Blancaccio is about to appear half a century earlier, and the person who built this glorious building that became famous in later generations is no longer the Maldeno, known as the father of Baroque architecture, but Michelangelo, who has just become famous in Rome.

However, despite the change in design and owner, Palazzo Blancacho is still the same, even if it is almost half a century ahead, but the strange appearance of this palace still appears on the drawings, and then, another more brilliant master will complete this monumental and extraordinary construction.

Alexander was still a little stunned, which in the eyes of others should be because he had not rested well.

But only Alexander himself knew that his stupidity was not due to physical fatigue, nor only because he suddenly realized that what his sister was going to build was actually a beautiful building that was greatly admired by later generations and even regarded as a wedding hall by many young people.

In his trance, he found that history was finally changing, even if it was just a change in the designer of a building, which showed that the historical trajectory that he was barely familiar with before was slowly and marginally quietly changing direction.

So will everything he had planned before end up on a path that he is not familiar with over time and the situation has changed?

If so, what should he do?

Alexander pondered so much that he didn't even pay attention to what Millet was talking to him.

"Your Excellency, don't you agree to my request?"

It wasn't until he heard the question, which was slightly unpleasant because of the raised voice, that Alexander woke up.

"I'm sorry I probably didn't sleep well before, as you should have heard, it took me four days to get from Montina to Rome," Alexander explained apologetically, still admiring the future great master, although it is really impossible to see what he has to do with the title of master. ”

Michelangelo shook his head a little helplessly, but then he looked at Alexander with excitement and enthusiasm in his eyes, which reminded Alexander of later rumors about some aspects of 'Millet', which made him take a step back without a trace.

"I have just received permission from Mademoiselle Countes, and I would like to know from you whether I have the privilege of making you a model for a piece that I have been contemplating?" Michelangelo looked Alexander up and down as if he were looking at a piece of stone waiting to be carved: "Your appearance, your face, and the lines set off by the shadow of this nose, all prove that you are the most suitable image for this work of mine, I remember that we asked for it the first time we met, and now I ask you again." Trust me that this is a true work of art, and I can assure you that once this masterpiece is completed, it will become a treasure that will not discredit you as a model, and may even become a legend to be admired by the world many years later. ”

Alexander's heart skipped a beat, he had vaguely guessed what the masterpiece Michelangelo was talking about, which made him secretly excited.

Who doesn't want their image to be passed on to future generations, even if it's naked.

If even Palazzo Blancacho would have appeared in advance, what is it so surprising that some of the artistic treasures that have been handed down to future generations were made in his image?

A smile appeared on Alexander's face, and just as he was about to say yes, as if he was afraid that he would not accept the request, Michelangelo turned back to the interested Visa and said, "By the way, Miss Countess, I am also going to make a statue for you, and I am sure you will like it too." ”

"Absolutely not!"

Alexander immediately changed his tune, and he stared at the somewhat inexplicable 'millet' in front of him in anger.

Alexander knew very well that Michelangelo's carvings were naked, both men and women.

Then he viciously said to the somewhat stunned 'Millet': "You should die for this, don't think about it!" ”

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