Perhaps still remembering the terrible experience that had just befallen her in her sleep, Barende della Rovere's body curled up tightly and her head clenched into Sofia's arms, like a poor little beast looking for her mother's protection.

Her fine linen dressing gown was pulled to her knees because her legs were curled, and a pair of exposed white calves were shrunk together against Sophia's waist, while her arms were wrapped around one of Sophia's arms, as if a drowning person had grasped the last straw.

At this time, Barondi della Rovere no longer had the momentum of the economic helmsman of the Rovere family, and looked like a pitiful little woman.

But Sophia, who was sleeping with her, hugged her, with one chin on the top of Barendi's head, her mouth moved slightly and muttered softly, even in her sleep, she had a satisfied smile on her face, and even sometimes twisted her body with a gentle hum, so the pair of huge babies on her chest would shake slightly, as if she was treating Barendi in her arms as a breastfeeding child and feeding her.

Obviously, Sophia didn't regret what she had done at night, and even when she fell asleep, she couldn't hide her pride.

Alexander chin softly, but decided not to disturb them.

He gently exited the room and walked through the hallway to Joanna's room, and before he could knock, the door opened, and Nashan appeared in the doorway.

"I want to know how the queen is doing," Alexander whispered, still worried about Joanna, who he valued more than anyone else, because he knew better than anyone else what was going to happen in Naples.

Now that he had just put on the Neapolitan crown, Frederick, who was in high spirits, would be unlucky in a few years, and by that time he would not only lose the crown, but even die of depression in a short time.

The crown of Naples would end up on the head of Ferdinand of the ambitious Aragon, something no one would have imagined now.

But Alexander knew very well that this was an inevitable outcome in the future.

At that time, Joanna, who has an inseparable relationship with Naples whether she is born or because of her husband, will become a pivotal figure in the Kingdom of Naples.

It is unclear how much of a reward it will be in the future to manage the relationship with this woman now, but the thought of one day going head-to-head with Ferdinand, who has extraordinary skills, Alexander feels that the more good cards he has early, the more certainty he will have for self-preservation.

It is indeed self-preservation, and Alexander is not sure that he will confront the powerful people who created the Kingdom of Spain that once rampaged the world in the future.

But now, he has taken this step, and it is impossible to retreat, so in this case, he has an extra chip.

"She was asleep, but she woke up again with that shot," Nashan looked at Alexander angrily, and then his eyes bent and stretched out his arms with a smile, and took him in his arms as Alexander's face changed slightly, and squeezed him hard, "But young man, I like you the way you are, and I am really happy with what you have done for my daughter, and if Sophia's mother's soul knows that such a good son-in-law will be happy, she will definitely bless you." ”

Alexander tried not to scream loudly, he felt that the bones in his body were about to be crushed, and he even suspected that Nashan was actually taking the opportunity to fix him, and then after another hard hug, Nashan let go of him.

Then the gypsy looked at Alexander carefully, and then nodded solemnly.

"Well, what are you going to do and tell me now," Nashan asked very generously, "I know you must be in a lot of trouble right now, and the family of the person you killed should not spare you," he said, raising his hand and dangling in front of him, and began to describe to Alexander how the other party would retaliate...... They may do this, or they may do that, and if I do it, they will eventually find a way to kill you, and then hang your body in the street or throw it in the river, or they won't have a name...... By the way, what is that guy's surname, it doesn't matter, anyway, they must kill you, it's about reputation and face. ”

After describing a not-so-wonderful future for Alexander, Nashan touched his shiny and smooth beard and smiled, "So tell me, how do you want me to help you?" ”

"Thank you for giving me such good advice," Alexander looked at Nashan with a wry smile, he knew from the beginning that the gypsy must not have been kind, and now it seems that it was so, "then you tell me what price I will pay if I need your help." ”

"Sophia made a fortune last night, and I'm her father......" Nashan looked down at his outstretched right hand, the fingers were short and thick, and it was the sharp hand that held the hilt.

"Well, you can take a third of that money," Alexander said helplessly, knowing that Nashan would not be so generous, "but the Bohemian cavalry you lent me must stay, I need them now." ”

"Whatever you want, I don't need those people now" Nashan replied indifferently, and then he squinted his eyes at Alexander again, "That's all, do you need me to ask the queen to say a few words for you, I heard that the guy you killed seems to be from the Farne family, you know, that Julia Farne is not easy to deal with." ”

Alexander nodded, and when he knew that he had killed a Farner with a single shot, he only sighed that his luck was 'very good'.

But he didn't regret it, it was something he had to do for Sophia.

If he doesn't even dare to do this, he will only cringe when he faces greater challenges in the future.

It's one thing not to back down, though, but Alexander wouldn't be reckless enough not to care about the consequences.

"Come on, the queen is waiting for you," Nashan opened the door, "you should also look at her injuries, I'm really weird, people can get hurt here, I'm really a little worried about whether Sophia is safe to hand you over." ”

Nashan's words made Alexander's heart move, and at this moment he couldn't help but wonder if it was a good choice for Sophia to follow him.

Joanna was already leaning on the bed with the help of the maid, she was not seriously injured, the masked man's right hand was hit by Sophia's musket, the blade almost grazed her side, but the blood cut in the smooth skin was bleeding a lot, which really frightened Joanna, so that Alexander saw a pale and restless face when he entered the door.

For Joanna, this was the second assassination she had ever experienced, and the irony was that one of the two stabs she had at least nominally suffered on behalf of someone else, and the second time she had simply been found in the wrong person.

Seeing Alexander, the corners of Joanna's mouth moved to say something, but in the end she just nodded.

Joanna didn't care about Alexander, she knew that he was willing to follow her purely for a purpose, and she needed this kind of relationship, so even if Alexander only asked about her injuries perfunctorily, she only nodded slightly.

However, when Nashan walked up, a smile appeared on Joanna's face, and she not only allowed Nashan to stand beside her, but even put a hand on his arm to make herself more comfortable on the head of the bed behind her.

"I heard you caused something when you just came back," Joanna looked at Alexander, "you actually murdered a man in front of so many people just outside this house." ”

"It's not murder," Alexander said calmly, "it's punishment, I have no obligation to give such a person a chance, anyone is responsible for what he has done, he is only responsible for what he says." ”

"You're so daring, this is Rome, not your Sicily, who can use a knife for a little thing at any time." Joanna's body moved because of some anger, as if it was involved in the wound, and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry of pain.

"Please forgive your majesty, this is not a trivial matter, I can do anything for Sophia, and I will punish anyone who insults her," Alexander said calmly and bowed slightly, "I have to leave, I hope you recover as soon as possible, I will find the best doctor to treat you, and I assure you that this is definitely the last time your safety is threatened." ”

With that, Alexander bowed and retreated, then disappeared outside the door.

"This person, this person," Joanna gasped for anger and anger, but after a while she raised her head and looked at Nashan who was standing next to her, "What about you, if someone insulted my reputation like this, would you kill him in front of so many people for me?" ”

"No, it won't."

Nashan's crisp answer made Joanna's face change immediately.

"I'll pour him a pot of liquor first, so he can endure it a little longer, and then stick a red-hot strip in his foul mouth," Nashan said, bending down, his hand sliding along the edge of the quilt, and when he felt Joanna's body tremble slightly, he continued, "I'm not as happy as that fool to let that guy die." ”

Alexandre Giuliante Cambrai had returned from Sonillo, and the news did not cause much of a stir in the city of Rome, and not many people even knew that he had left.

As for who even Alexandre Giulian Cambrai does not know, it is not for nothing.

But the next news shook Rome.

That Cambrai actually openly killed a member of the Farner family in front of his own house, in front of a group of people!

In Rome, no one knows what the surname Farne means!

The bride of Christ, a beautiful word used to describe a chaste nun, now refers to a woman who has put the Holy See and the entire Church to shame.

Countless people openly and secretly used all kinds of sarcastic tones to talk about the affair between Alexander VI and his young new mistress, and some even secretly wrote a number of pamphlets with many indescribable details to ridicule these two men.

But when people really face that woman, no one dares to be openly unreasonable to her, even some so-called proud and noble nobles often put down their bodies in front of that woman and try their best to please, and more people are extremely flattering.

Even those high-ranking cardinals and bishops, who always smiled when they saw Julia Farne, may have disdained or even cursed this woman in their hearts, but in front of her, no one dared to be unreasonable to her!

But that Gombray openly killed a Farne.

When the news reached the Potico Palace, Caesar, who had finally quelled the riots after a busy night, stopped on the artistic garden path of Potico, and the reason why he did not hurry back to the Vatican was because his father, Alexander VI, had stayed in the Potico Palace today, and he had come to report to his father what had happened during the night.

Caesar, who was standing in the courtyard, looked at the messenger with suspicious eyes, as if trying to make sure he had misheard.

"Did he just shoot that Barry to death in front of so many people?" Caesar asked again with some uncertainty, and after getting the accurate answer, Caesar turned his head to look at the still silent house.

He knew that the people inside must still be asleep, in fact, the Italians at this time generally did not have the early habits, except for those who had to get up early and stay late to support their families, most of them, especially the nobles, often had to sleep until the morning was almost over.

"Tell the maid to wake up Madame Farne," Caesar instructed his attendants, "but don't disturb my father, he will definitely need a good rest." ”

After Caesar finished speaking, he unfastened his armor and threw it on the ground, dragging his tired body into the hall.

It was quiet in the Potico Palace, and Caesar walked in it with echoes in his footsteps.

Standing in the rotunda, Caesar looked to the sides, the hall divided the house into two parts from the middle, and it is not known whether it was intentional, Alexander VI separated Lucrezia from Giulia Farnet and her mother-in-law, Alessandra de Mira, when arranging his daughter's room.

I think that even an unscrupulous person like Alexander VI was somewhat taboo, and he didn't want his daughter to see him fooling around with a pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Caesar found a marble bench and sat down, the cold marble did not make him feel uncomfortable, but on the contrary, it cleared his mind, which had become a little ignorant from the excitement of the night.

What does that Cambrai want to do?

Is he a demonstration, or is he openly provoking the Borgias?

Caesar could not help but think that Farne and Borgia were one, not only in Rome, but even as long as they were a little familiar with the situation in the Holy See today.

Is he going to openly oppose me?

Caesar rubbed his face with his hands and thought silently, he was not angry because of these possibilities, but calmly figured out the purpose of the man.

Caesar is always like this, he will face any enemy calmly, he will not act rashly just because of emotions until he understands the purpose of the opponent, but once he understands it, he will take action and tear the opponent to pieces in one fell swoop!

Cunning as a fox and cruel as a lion, this is Caesar Borgia.

There was a sound of soft footsteps, and Caesar ignored it and wiped his face lightly with his hands, until a pair of slightly cold but comfortable hands gently pressed against his neck.

"Tell me what are you doing waking me up so early?"

The woman's gentle voice rang in Caesar's ears, and he looked up to see a face full of youth and liveliness.

"I wonder how I could have given you up to my father in the first place," Caesar asked himself with some annoyance, "this face should have been for me to enjoy." ”

"That's why you're trying to find a way to get Orsino away?" Julia Farne said disapprerovingly.

Hearing the woman mention her husband, Caesar shook her head.

"Actually, you don't like him yourself, do you, although you and Alexandra are still so good, but that doesn't mean that you like her son, otherwise you wouldn't have acquiesced to me driving him away from you."

Julia Farne smiled, she took two steps back and looked down at Caesar who was seated, and said, "Well, I admit that I hinted that you could get rid of my husband, but you ended up making me your father's lover, and although it was good, it gave me a new understanding of you." As she spoke, Julia Farne raised her hand and gracefully lifted her long fluffy red hair, "Tell me what's the matter with calling me up so early, it's better not bad news." ”

"Bad news indeed," Caesar slowly stood up, "Barry was killed, it was the same Cambrai who killed him, right at the door of his own house. ”

The smile on Julia Farne's face faded, and she stared blankly at Caesar, and after a while she reached out to cover her mouth, but then she collapsed into Caesar's arms.

A desperate cry rang out in the hall!

And in the large mansion of the Rovere family on the Quinachu, Constantin della Rovere received two messages at the same time that caught him off guard.

"Barentia is there in Cambrai?" Konstantin, who was anxious about his sister's disappearance, was relieved, but then he exclaimed again, "What? He killed Barry Farne?! Julia Farne's brother? ”