Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Portico Palace is no different from when Alexander came before. It is still quiet and comfortable. When walking into the wall separated by green wood, it seems that the disturbances of the outside world have disappeared.

Standing on the stone road in the middle of the flower bed, Alexander looked straight forward to see the outline of the house made of white marble. The arched pavilion leading to the gate in the yard and the triangular gate post typical of the Roman era let this palace reveal a The shares are far more luxurious but more charming than buildings in many places today.

The Greek gods that stood on both sides of the path were still so neat and full of fun, but Alexander felt a little different from seeing the house at this time.

When he first walked into the Portico Palace, he was still a small person who was not taken into account by others, but now he accompanied him into the house with the daughter of Alexander VI.

But Alexander was not proud of this. What he thought was actually that he had made Nashan pretend to stab Lucrezia in order to provoke Caesar.

At that time, it was difficult for him to imagine that such a delicate relationship with Lucrezia would happen one day, so he did not hesitate to decide to use Caesar's feelings for Lucrezia to stimulate Caesar, although he didn't really want Lucrezia's life, but that was just because it was unnecessary.

But if it is necessary, will he let Nashan kill the little woman who is now snuggling in his arms?

Alexander felt a little trance in his heart. He looked at Lucrezia's eyes and couldn't help passing a trace of complexity. She would never know that the man she was now in love with had almost killed her.

Alexandra de Mila stood under the colonnade, her look calm, years did not leave too much vicissitudes on the woman's face, this is probably why Alexander VI was obsessed with her children After the daughter-in-law, there are still reasons for the favor of this mother-in-law.

Botico Palace is a wonderful place to say. The pope ’s daughter, the pope ’s mistress, and another pope ’s mistress who is also the pope ’s daughter-in-law. The three women live under one roof.

Among them, the pair of mother-in-laws who serve the same man are also the man-daughter's caregivers and girlfriends.

Seeing De Mila, Alexander couldn't help but think of her daughter-in-law Julia Farne.

He didn't know if the woman was in Portico Palace now, but she was very reluctant to see him if he wanted to come.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I followed the order of His Majesty the Pope." Alexander found a reason that was justifiable. After all, as the newly appointed commander of the City Defense Army, he was particularly concerned about the safety of the royals. This makes sense.

De Mila nodded silently. There was no special look on her face. It seemed that Alexander was no different from the sculptures in those courtyards.

Her eyes crossed on Lukrezija's face, which was tightly resting on Alexander's shoulder, and then turned slightly.

Just when Alexander thought she was going back to the house, De Mila suddenly turned back and said to Ruosha who was standing a little behind: "Countess, I have something to ask you, I do n’t know if it ’s convenient for you Appreciate the light? "

Ruosha's lips moved slightly inconspicuously, and no one knew what she said secretly, but she nodded and followed De Milla towards the house.

Looking at the backs of the two women, Alexander was a little surprised. He didn't expect De Mila to have such an attitude, which not only acquiesced the two people's solitude, but even deliberately opened up Laosha to make the two more convenient. .

This made Alexander, who thought he would be cold-handed or difficult, admit that De Milla's move was a surprise to him.

As for Ruo Sha, apart from the two embracing each other when they met, there was almost no chance to say a word. Now, when she looked at Ruo Sha who did not go back and followed De Mila, Alexander couldn't help but have a slight headache.

He knew that Ruo Sha should be angry, which made Alexander wonder what price he had to pay to coax his angry "sister".

Lucrezia apparently did not notice the undercurrent between the "brothers and sisters" around her, and the grief of losing her loved ones also made her extremely painful. Even when she saw her lover, she still did not fully bring it from Giovanni's death. Get out of sorrow.

In the garden next to the Portico Palace, there are vaguely visible guards walking around.

Previously, Nashan ’s “attack” on Lukrezija had enabled Caesar to strengthen the guards at the Portico Palace, and Giovanni ’s death made the palace one of the most tightly guarded places in Rome.

The rows of bushes in the garden are lush, and when you walk into the path between them, it is like being isolated from the surroundings all at once.

Alexander took Luke Lei Ziya slowly walk on the path, in the late evening of June with a hot evening breeze blew up the black mourning dress skirt on Lu Ke Lei Ziya, the thin skirt wrapped her body and fluttered backwards , To completely outline the contours of her shapely legs.

Alexander slightly slowed down to let himself fall behind, and then did not wait for Lukreziah to turn back and walk past her arm to hug her slim waist gently.

Lucrezia stopped. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly, leaning on Alexander's shoulders, and then the whole person was lying in the arms of the man behind him.

"Giovanni said earlier that if I want to marry you, he can help me," Lucrezia said, and tears shed again. "He always wanted to give me the best, except for his father and Caesar. Okay, but now he is murdered, and we do n’t even know who to seek revenge on. "

"Don't think too much about Lucrezia, close your eyes and sleep for a while, then you will feel better." Alexander whispered in Lucrezia's ear.

For a while, he felt that his original choice might have been wrong, and that it should be better for Giovanni to live.

But the idea disappeared after only a flash, whether it was for the understanding of the Borgia family or the actual needs, Alexander knew that Giovanni ’s survival would bring more uncertainty, which was not for him What a good thing.

Alexander knew that it might be cruel to think so, especially the warmth when the wet tears of the woman in his arms dripped on his shoulders. It seemed to keep reminding him that Giovanni's death was actually his responsibility, even He is no different from that murderer.

But Alexander just bowed his head and kissed gently in the neck of Lucrezia's ear, until he heard the woman in her arms, finally tired and uneasy because of the sorrow, fatigue and uneasiness in the arms, and fell asleep.

Alexander gently picked up Lucrezia and walked into the pavilion, putting her lightly on the soft slump. Then he sat beside Lucrezia and took her hand to carefully observe the sleeping beauty.

Then he had to admit that the reason why he and Lucrezia gradually came to this inexplicable relationship is, of course, because of all kinds of yin and yang, but the amazing beauty of the beauty in front of him may be the root of the situation today.

At least between him and his nominal fiancé, not only has never been too intimate, but even the two have little contact except to maintain the name of the unmarried couple.

Although he can completely justify his right to be a fiancé.

Alexander's suggestion was very good. When the sunset that had been reddish in the west put away the last light, and the whole land was already shrouded in the dark shadows, Lucrezia finally woke up from a deep sleep.

The night wind blew a little cold on her face, and she opened her eyes slightly, seeing a pair of eyes looking down at her.

"Have you always looked at me like this?"

"Always watching," Alexander smiled. "Then time passed."

Alexandre ’s words were a bit surprised by Lucrezia. She is 17 years old this year. Although she has been married for three years, but she has lived alone in the Portico Palace for the most part, most of the time she will forget to have a husband.

Even if she really became Giovanni Sforza's wife, she had never experienced anything that left her at a loss.

Love is actually a stranger to Lucrezia Borgia which makes her even lack of curiosity to try.

But now, looking at the young man sitting next to her and looking down at her, Lucrezia suddenly felt a wonderful emotion that had never been touched before.

It ’s different from being with Giovanni Sforza, even from the kind of sudden palpitations that suddenly occurred between the two after being abducted by Alexander, but it also attracted her to the irritating ambiguity that she wants to taste. It was a wonderful feeling that made her feel that even the evening wind blowing on her face became gentle.

Lucrezia wanted to sit up, but because Alexander's arm crossed her body and leaned on the left side of her body, unable to exert force, she raised her right hand to push him away, but Alexander was gently nipped.

"I promise you," Alexander whispered in Lucrezia's ear, "I will catch the murderer, for you and Giovanni."

When he said this, Alexander clearly felt a slight tremor in Lucrezia ’s body, and a moment of panic seemed to flash in her eyes, because her hand was so tense that she was tense by Alexander ’s right fingernail. On the back of his hand.

Alexander looked at Lucrezia seriously, and after clearly seeing the panic in her eyes, he could not help shaking his head secretly.

Obviously, even in the Potico Palace, which is isolated from the world, Lukrezija should have heard all the rumors about the murderer, or the kind that has been infiltrated into the blood as a member of the Borgia She was keenly aware of conspiracy and betrayal.

"Trust me, I know what to do."

After Alexander had said this, he didn't go on with it. Some words were too plain to make sense.

Did Alexander VI really want to find the murderer? Or that he really wanted to know who killed his son, and then, as he said, want to see the face with his own eyes?

What if that person was something he did not want to see?

Or wasn't it what he wanted to see?

Perhaps, between the murderer who personally murdered Giovanni, and someone who planned the murder behind him, Alexander VI would prefer to see only the former?

Pressure University realized that Alexander VI had chosen him as the commander of the Roman City Defense Army. Except because he was one of the few people who had no suspicions, there was a reason that probably no one was willing to take this. Hot potato-like duties.

Alexander, who figured this out, couldn't help but secretly lament the old fox's bad handling. At the same time, he also began to worry about the difficulties he was about to face.

Especially when Caesar returned to Rome, this difficulty became more apparent.

Even under the suspicion of murdering his brother, everyone knows that with the death of Giovanni, Caesar must have become the only person in the Borgia family who can inherit the power of the family.

Lucrezia is a woman, and Jeffrey's previous performances have let people know that it is a bear child with no big deal.

In this case, who would risk the offense of Caesar to pursue justice for a dead person?

In other words, Giovanni's death actually made many people clap their hands and said it was too late. How could anyone be willing to worry about his death?

Then all the problems will become Alexander's.

What kind of murderer can I find to satisfy the Pope?

Or what kind of conspiracy can be tapped to make people feel "worthy" of Giovanni's death?

Alexander touched Lucrezia's hands gently and lifted her from the soft collapse.

Because of the strength in the waist, Lucrezia's upper body could not be tilted back slightly, and her already well-developed chest made her body instantly arch a charming arc upward.

At 17 years old, still immature, but because of his new and mature body exudes attractive charm, Alexander felt that the originally cool garden suddenly became hot, he once again slightly forced Lukreziiya to the ground and stood firm, then Say to her with a positive tone:

"Relax, I will catch the murderer."

In the Portico Palace, De Mila and Zuo Sha sat face to face, and there was a slightly strange silence between the two.

In fact, after returning to the house, De Mila no longer ignored Ruosha. She began to order the servants to prepare dinner. After a while, she seemed to think of Ruosha as a person.

So De Mila invited Zuo Sha to inspect the kitchen with her.

It's a pity that Ruo Sha soon discovered that compared to the trading methods and negotiation tactics she was quite familiar with, how to do a certain dish was much rarer, so that this kitchen tour had not started long before she could not Undefeated defeated and fled.

So then she could only sit alone in the living room and watch De Milla skillfully command those servants to arrange the hall with unusually beautiful flowers, so that before this, it became a bit gloomy because of Giovanni's death. The Portico Palace was lively again.

When the two of them returned to the house, they saw De Mila carefully igniting a huge wax table in the middle of the table with a long stick.

Her hands are very stable. Although there are many candles on the wax table, she can always pass through the gap and light a certain one without touching the other.

Seeing the two men, De Mila looked at Lucrezia with a scrutiny before looking at Alexander again.

Then her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"I think you should go wash the earl first, this may make the dinner more comfortable."

Alexander looked down at the dirty clothes and smiled slightly. Except for washing his face a little bit at Alexander VI, he also cleaned up on the way. This is obviously not just a little too casual, even a little sloppy. Of rudeness.

"Alexander just came from Montina, and it took him four days from departure to Rome," Lucrezia quickly explained to his lover while not forgetting to say his good words. "No one can be faster than him. This one He suffered a lot on the way. "

"See it."

Ruosha, who was sitting on the side, said lightly.

Then she stood up and walked over, gently pulling her away from Alexander without a trace.

"I think my brother must have been so positive because he received the Pope's order," when saying this, Ruo Sha's slender and beautiful neck slightly shifted slightly, and looked at Alexander with a look like he was exploring. "Or was he so desperate because he received an urgent call from a lady?"

"I saw Uliu on your way to deliver letters." Alexander said vaguely.

"Oh, yes, there is Lucrezia in the letter eager to see you."

Lao Sha didn't seem to understand the meaning of Alexander's words, and her explanation gave Lucrezia a little excitement and joy. This is a very strange dinner. The rich variety of meat makes people feel that eating such a meal in this summer is somewhat abrupt, and the change of Lucrezia's happiness and sadness sometimes makes the meal a bit laborious.

As for De Mila, except for a few short words when praying before the meal, the whole meal was silent, which made Alexander feel a little strange, such a woman who seems to be too dull despite the charm. How did he firmly grasp the old man of Alexander VI.

Alexander was indeed a bit hungry, and tortured for a few days with poor sleep and sleep became an extreme craving for rich food, which made him unable to ignore the seemingly weird atmosphere, but kept off the table. Grab the food and put it in your mouth.

This caused Lucrezia's sorrow again, the thought of his brother's death, the hard work of the lover, and the thought of the actually rather slim future between the two. Lucrezia couldn't help crying again.

The meal ended in this strange moment of joy and sadness, only when Lucrezia suggested that Alexander might be allowed to stay in Portico Palace for one night ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has always seemed to the two De Mila, who was quite indulgent, finally expressed his opposition.

"Tonight is not the right day."

With only this sentence, Alexander guessed that the Pope would probably stay overnight at night, which made him decide to leave.

Until the carriage disappeared behind the rolling hills, Alexander could not see the figure of Lucrezia.

But when he turned his head to look at Ruosha next to him, he saw a face with no expression on his face looking at the distance.

Alexander opened his mouth to speak, but didn't want Ruosha to break the silence first.

"You came back really quickly."

Ruosha blocked what Alexander wanted to say in a single sentence. After he was stunned, he could only helplessly laugh.

"I know I am a little anxious, but," Alexander seemed to want to find a wording to explain, but then his body shook, and he fell on Rusha's shoulder. "I'm so sleepy ..."