Barondi looked at Jisha in amazement, she didn't understand why Jisha suddenly said this to her.

Alexander was victorious at Oral, and this Barondi knew it, and it was very early on.

Shortly after the Battle of Oral, the spies of the 1,000 Genoese reinforcements left behind by the Rovere family set off overnight to bring the news back to Rome.

So when Alexander entered the castle of Montina, his victory in Orar had also reached the house of Rovere.

But what made Barendi wonder was how Jisha could know about this, and she was sure that no one should tell Jisha about it.

Who's that? Constantine?

Barondi's heart swept over her brother's excited eyes looking at Jisha, and then she felt a little unhappy in her heart.

Barendi felt that this should be a demonstration to her, hinting at her charm to Constantine, and Barendi was not optimistic about the possibility of Konstantin and Khusa marrying.

It is clearly not in the interest of the Rovelle family to "double invest" in the Molodi family, and Barendi hopes that Konstantin will be able to do this tomorrow, but her brother seems to have turned a deaf ear to her.

Barondi maintained a smile on her face, but her eyes were slightly cold, and she felt that it was necessary to warn Konstantin again when she returned, and even mention it to her father and uncle if necessary.

Mademoiselle Cosenza may seem like a noble man to the others, but in the eyes of the Rovere family, she is still a little worse.

If you want to change from her sister-in-law to her sister-in-law, this count's young lady should first weigh whether she is qualified or not.

Barendi thought to herself, but at the same time stood up and walked up to meet the Josha who had already made her vigilant.

This vigilance also includes the unusual kindness that Tsusha showed to Lucrezia yesterday.

Between Alexander and the Borgia family, if there is no Lucrezia accident, even if it is not an enemy of life and death, it is incompatible, not to mention that Alexander once openly shot at the sky outside the town hall to challenge Caesar, with the Borgia family's retribution, at least there is no possibility of reconciliation between him and Caesar.

But the affection or curiosity shown by Tsusha towards Lucrezia made Barondi worried again, and she even told old Rovere about it the previous night, hoping to hear from her father what she had to say about it.

And old Rovere also seemed to be unable to guess the intentions of this Countess of Cosenza for a while, and it would be even more unlikely if this was what Alexander meant, after all, even if there was an accident with Lucrezia, would Alexander still have the luxury of becoming the Pope's son-in-law?

Even if Alexander had this ambition, wouldn't he know that his namesake would never agree?

"Do you mean Alexander's victory at Oral?" Barendi walked over and sat down side by side with Jisha, and asked in a calm tone, with a look in her eyes showing an indifference that she had already known everything, "I already knew it yesterday, but I haven't had time to tell you, I didn't expect you to hear it today." ”

Ignoring Barendi's implicit sarcastic words, Joyce looked at Ballendi's face with a smile, to be honest, Joyce is still a little difficult to understand how Alexander could bear to let that bohemian girl leave, except for her identity, Ballendi is hardly comparable to Sophia.

As for the fact that Sophia was bohemian, old and laughing, and couldn't speak, Jossa didn't think Alexander would care.

"That person, hasn't he always only looked at women's looks?"

Barendi set the criteria for 'brother' to choose a woman in her heart.

"yes, that's great." Still smiling, she said that of course she would not tell Barendi that she knew that all this was entirely dependent on the news delivered by the merchants who had traveled from Oral to Rome, and that even since the Battle of Oral had just ended, the merchants had hurried to Rome by sea via Pisa, and she had received the news even a little earlier than the Rovere family.

She didn't want to tell Barendi about it, but took the opportunity to see how much the Rovere family valued Alexander, and now it seemed that they really cared about Alexander.

But if you think about it, you can understand that even if you don't mention Barendi's daughter, just the price of being willing to let Alexander inherit the Count of Montina makes the Rovelle family have to care about whether the capital invested in Alexander can be successfully recovered.

"Miss Borgia hasn't come yet?" Instead of continuing to dwell on it, she deliberately looked around, and when she saw that she didn't see Lucrezia's shadow, she was a little disappointed.

"I don't think she's coming," Barondy gloated vaguely, but after saying that, she regretted a little, she had never behaved like a stupid woman, "I think His Majesty must have heard about last night, and she must have been locked up in the Potico Palace at this time." ”

"That's right," said Josha softly, but then she put the matter behind her and said to Barondi, "I have decided to give it to you, after all, you are Alexander's fiancée, and it is better for your fiancée to keep it than for her sister to keep it." ”

Barondi looked at Jisha in surprise, she was a little at a loss for this series of changes, which made Barondi even more unhappy, she didn't like this kind of accidents that always appeared, she liked that everything could be arranged in advance or at least under her influence.

Sophia's departure was the result of her influence, and even the default attitude of Alexander's subordinates towards Sophia's decision to leave, Barendi had already guessed in advance.

It was because of that she dared to go alone to see Alexander late at night.

But now this sister-in-law who suddenly appeared out of nowhere did things she expected again and again, which made Barendi feel as if she was facing a cunning negotiation opponent, and her hole cards had almost been taken out, but the other party seemed to have hidden the last hand and did not play it.

"Then I'll take it, I'm sure Alexander will love it." Barondi said perfunctorily that she was not very interested in the sculpture, or that unlike her father and brother, who liked to be vassal, she was not interested in any kind of art.

She is more concerned with how to beat her opponents in the mall and make more money.

Many of the people who had rushed to the Gurman Market to see a good show couldn't help but be disappointed, they didn't expect that the storm that looked like it was about to fall the night before, and it turned into thunder and rain overnight, and what made them even more disappointed was that the party that almost caused the conflict did not even show their faces.

Looking at the faces full of disappointment around her, Jisha curled the corners of her mouth sarcastically.

She didn't have a good impression of these Romans, like other Neapolitans, in Josa's opinion, these Romans were a bunch of parasites, and if it weren't for the aura of the Vatican, the holy place of Christendom, these Romans might not have lived as comfortably as the nobles of some small territories, and as for artistic achievements, Josa couldn't help but think of Alexander's impression of the Italian city-states during the previous casual conversation.

Florence, Venice, Milan, Genoa and Bologna, and even Pisa, all of which were once highly prized by Alexandria, especially Florence and Bologna, seemed to Alexander to be like two towering reefs that lit up the beacon of darkness in this turbulent era.

And now Rome, apart from intrigues, has only one Holy See for its glory.

What is Alexander doing now? Zhisa wondered in her heart, is it any different from before to be the elder brother of the Count of Montina?

Massimo, who had always stood beside him, watched this scene with trepidation, and when he saw that the two young ladies were a little detached, they finally started chatting peacefully, and even made an appointment to walk around the market together, the monk secretly exhaled.

He really didn't dare to imagine what would happen if there was a conflict between these two young ladies, maybe relying on old Rovier's favor, Miss Barendi did have power that others could not match, but how many people knew how powerful Miss Wasa was.

During this time, the experience of following Jisha made Mahimo know better than anyone what Jisha was doing, and what kind of influence and power were hidden behind the things she did.

If all of this is revealed, anyone will probably be shocked.

Compared to these, the inexplicable intrigue between the two young ladies is really nothing.

Although sometimes the thought of the unusual mutual attention between the two siblings made the monk feel strange in his heart.

Mahimo wandered around behind the two sisters-in-law, who were a little cold, but at least outwardly intimate, and thought wildly.

Until he suddenly saw a familiar figure in the bustling crowd.

The figure flashed a little farther away, and if it weren't for the fact that a few people had left a stall and left a gap in the crowd, Massimo wouldn't have noticed.

Looking at the figure, the monk was slightly stunned, he raised his hand slightly, and originally wanted to greet the Qisha in front of him, but saw Barundi close his mouth again.

For Alexander's fiancée, in fact, many people are not very optimistic, this only needs to walk into the Marino Palace and take a turn, although Sophia's departure almost makes everyone in the Marino Palace inseparable, but in private people still admit that at least Sophia's love for Alexander is true.

And Barondi, but no one thought that her marriage to Alexander was unconditional.

The monk hesitated, then slowed down and found an opportunity to squeeze into the crowd, and he followed the man far behind him through the bustling crowd.

Massimo, who was still a little suspicious of the wrong person, was already sure that he was not mistaken, and seeing that the person seemed to be familiar with the crowd of vendors, Massimo immediately followed quickly.

The man was obviously familiar with this place, and he was a little anxious when he saw that he had almost lost it several times, and he hurried past a few people to approach the man, but when he saw the man turn into a small alley and chase after him, he was stunned to find that the alley in front of him was empty, and there was no figure.

"Where have you been?" Massimo muttered as he tentatively walked down the wall deeper into the alley.

The alleys were a little dark, and compared to the hustle and bustle of the bazaar, it seemed to be a little unsettling at once.

Massimo walked cautiously forward, occasionally looking up at the top of his head.

Massimo had long been misunderstood by the woman's husband during an in-depth discussion of doctrine alone with a married woman, who had been chased and had fled from the husband's unreasonable entanglement.

Although Massimo didn't think that person could do this, he still looked around cautiously.

He had a vague suspicion that the man had come to see someone.

There was a small turn in front of him, and Massimo held his breath against the corner of the wall and slowly rubbed forward.

This was because he vaguely heard someone whispering to each other, and the voice of one of them proved that his previous guesses were correct.

"I didn't expect to see your wife," a deep man's voice came from around the corner, "but what makes me even more strange is that you actually took the initiative to come to me." ”

"Of course I'm looking for you, I don't know many people in this city."

The voice of a familiar young woman came, and Massimo could fully imagine the way the woman's eyes flowed when she spoke, and he had been confused by the woman's appearance, but at this time he did not dare to think about it, but tried to hold his breath so that the two men would not find out.

"Okay, but you're always in trouble, tell me what you want" The man seemed unmoved, his voice was always so deep and powerful, "but you have to think about it, there may not be much I can help you with, after all, this is Rome, and there are many things that I can't control." ”

"Of course I know that, but I just want you to help me find some."

"I can still do this," the man nodded seekingly, "Tell me who you're looking for, but I'm more curious about where you've been." ”

"I'll tell you this later, I'm asking you to find ......"

Listening to the woman's voice, Massimo couldn't help but prick up his ears and pressed against the wall, wanting to know what the woman was secretly doing when she met such a mysterious man.

At that moment, Massimo suddenly felt a blinding flash of light in the corner of his eye, and then he felt a cold chill across his neck.

Slowly turning his head, Massimo saw a man dressed as a servant beside him, holding a short sword in his hand, and the sharp blade of the short sword was pressed against Massimo's throat.

"Don't mess around, man, I'm just passing by here."

Massimo barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his face, and at this moment, the two people in the corner seemed to sense the movement and hurriedly turned around.

"Is that you?" The woman looked surprised, and there was a clear murderous intent flashing in her eyes as she stared at Massimo.

"Isn't that me," the sneer on Massimo's face turned into a wry smile, and he slowly straightened up and looked at the man he didn't know, and then at the woman who was staring at him with a changing face, and said with a pretended lightheartedness, "I didn't expect you to have such a wide range of contacts, and you have friends in Rome, Lady Conneo." ”

"yes, I'm her friend." The man smiled at first, then suddenly raised his hand and gestured to the servant behind Massimo.

A breeze swept by, and Massimo lost consciousness as soon as it was dark in front of him.