Alexander VI is reading the letter in the Elpadova Palace in Madrid.

The person who wrote the letter was someone who surprised him.

Juliano de la Rovere.

When he heard that the letter was written by Lao Luoweire, Alexander VI did not hide his surprise at all.

But then he felt that he should have guessed the content in the letter. It was thought that Old Luo Weire had already wanted to show off with him, make a certain promise, and then force him to abdicate on his own initiative. This letter was probably such an ultimatum.

This made Alexander VI a little angry. He felt that he was offended, but he still pulled the wax seal to see what tricks Old Rover would have in the letter.

But what Alexander VI did not expect was that there was no content in this letter about forcing him to abdicate. On the contrary, Old Rovery was quite concerned about his family affairs, and it revealed in a very obscure way that made Alexander VI almost furious.

"Jeffrey and Ferdinand colluded?"

Alexander VI felt that his thin face seemed to have been slapped hard in the face. The hot feeling even though it was separated by the Mediterranean, it seemed that he could see the gloating smile of Old Rover in the letter.

Alexander VI did not think that Rovery Old was provoking his relationship with Jeffrey, or that Jeffrey did not have the weight to let the future pope personally deal with it.

So all this is obviously true, but why the son whom he dislikes the most did such a thing was not something Alexander VI could imagine.

However, in the letter he noticed a very important point, that is, Ferdinand seemed to have made some promise like Jeffrey. Although he didn't know what was promised, it was enough to make Jeffrey make such a stupid decision.

Thinking of Ferdinand's methods, Alexander VI couldn't help but feel worried. He was not worried about Jeffrey. In fact, he always suspected that Jeffrey was the result of Vanosha's affair with others, so he had never liked Jeffrey.

But if Ferdinand uses Jeffrey to attack him, it will be a good piece.

So what would Ferdinand promise?

Alexander VI couldn't help but think about this question, and at the same time he was wondering what the purpose of Lao Luowei revealing all this to him?

Old Luo Weire could not be so kind, so he must have something to ask for.

Alexander VI gradually felt that he had understood what Old Rovery thought, so after thinking about it, he picked up his pen and started writing.

The Pope originally thought that this letter was not difficult to write, but gradually he found that it seemed a bit difficult to write.

This made him start to be a little surprised, and then he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

This letter was written to Alexander. If it were in the past, he would have made his request naturally, and perhaps even deliberately acted as domineering as the double identity of the Pope and his father-in-law.

Alexander seemed willing to serve his father-in-law, at least he performed well before.

Even thinking about Caesar causing all kinds of troubles to Alexander so many times, but as long as Lucrezia cried and begged in front of Alexander, he could always forgive his annoying brother-in-law more or less.

Alexander VI even felt that if Caesar had met not Ruosha but Alexander, he might have been able to hold his life.

It is this relationship that connects the two through Lucrezia that makes Alexander VI feel that they are somewhat intimate.

But suddenly, Alexander Six found that he didn't seem to know what attitude he should use to write to his "son-in-law".

It was obviously not appropriate to use a commanding tone, but he couldn't bear to write down the words of the request. Finally, after thinking about it for a while, the Pope simply sealed the letter of Old Rover again, and wrote down his name on the envelope and handed it over to the servant who was already waiting.

He believed that Alexander understood what he meant, so at least this would save him from embarrassingly embarrassingly.

After all this, the Pope walked to the window and looked at the short orange woods covered with gold in the distance, Alexander VI sighed almost inaudible.

Times have changed, and this is the first time he has felt the changes happening around him so clearly.

Perhaps out of years of experience in competing and fighting at the peak of power struggle, Alexander VI had a premonition that this change was not only due to changes in his personal situation, but even the Vatican and the entire Christ world seemed to be at a crossroads that might determine the direction of the future.

Perhaps abdication is a good choice?

Suddenly, this thought that had never been seen before flashed into Alexander VI's mind, and then this thought was pressed down by him.

The people of the Borgia family will not retreat because they are afraid of the harm caused by power.

The people of the Borgia family are the masters of power and their slaves.

This is the fate of all Borgia.

A gust of cool breeze blew into the window, and Ruosha instinctively pulled the blanket on her body instinctively. Her smooth and round shoulders moved slightly, and then her whole body squeezed into the warm embrace in front of her.

Alexander stretched out his fingers and slid along Ruosha's high nose bridge, then gently tapped on the tip of her nose.

Ruosha seemed to feel something, her eyebrows frowned, and a slight "hum" sound from her nose seemed to be indignant.

It was still dark, and the outline of the house outside could be vaguely seen through the starlight.

This is a house not far from the palace, and the owner is Don Marklos Byrne, the former private treasury officer of Isabella.

This house was originally a secret property under the name of Don Marklos Byrne, which means that no one except him knows the existence of this place, and even his housekeeper does not know that his master has such an industry outside.

Don Marklos Byrne didn't buy this industry for the sake of romantic and joyfulness. He liked the tranquility here, and sometimes he needed to think about something very important when he was unable to disturb him.

It was here that he made the decision to surrender to Alexander. At that time, there was no one around him, and even the concierge who was temporarily hired to take care of the house was sent away by him.

However, when Alexander asked him to find him a secluded house for himself, Don Marklos Byrne recommended his own house without hesitation.

He also assured Alexander that "no one will disturb His Highness's tranquility and interest."

Alexander appreciates the treasury officials so well.

So he simply accepted the gift from the treasury official and at the same time hinted to Don Marklos Byrne that perhaps he would need to "do his part" for himself in the future government.

Isabella's private treasury official, this is a person who holds the huge key to wealth Isabella had in the past.

It is not that he has a treasure house full of gold and jewelry, but that he is more familiar with the whereabouts and contexts of Isabella's wealth that he has. It is more important to master this than to get a bunch of gold.

Alexander also knew that Don Marklos Byrne was waiting for the price by using the things he had in his hands, but Alexander didn't mind "buying" his goods at a price that everyone was satisfied with.

Ruosha moved again, and Alexander looked down and found that she was awake.

"When?" Ruosha asked, then suddenly sat up. She ignored the blanket sliding down from her body, so even in the dark, she still asked anxiously, "When is it?"

"It's still early, go to bed for a while."

Alexander covered her blanket and gently supported her shoulder to make her lie down again, but Ruosha was not obedient this time.

"It's almost dawn, I have to leave right away."

Ruosha said as she got off the bed. She groped in the darkness about the clothes that were thrown everywhere the night before, trying to wear them one by one. Soon she realized that this was a task that was obviously too difficult for her, and she finally had to sit by the bed helplessly.

"You are like Cinderella who is about to recover her true appearance after 12 o'clock, but I don't know where your crystal shoes are hidden." Alexander smiled and gently hugged Ruosha from behind. "Don't worry, no one knows this place."

"But we should still be careful. You must know that there are not many pairs of eyes staring at us now." Ruosha pulled something that seemed to be a cloak and gently draped it on her. She stood up and took a few steps forward and turned to look at Alexander. "You are going to become king, and you should not encounter setbacks because of some meaningless things."

"This is not a meaningless thing," Alexander extended his hand to Ruosha and asked her to come to her. "You must know that there are countless people looking forward to you giving birth to a child now. This is too important to them, because it is related to the future of too many people."

"But this is not a reason for you to continue to leave me here," Ruosha seemed a little angry. "I think even if I was found with a Moor, it would be much better than being seen with you."

Alexander shrugged helplessly. He knew that even the Queen of Sicily and the commander of the army would inevitably have a little emotion for no reason. Even how gentle he was before, how unreasonable he was now.

"Balendi is coming soon, right?" Ruosha suddenly asked, "You should have a legal heir, this is even more urgent than me."

Alexander was a little silent. He knew that Ruosha was right. As the succession ceremony approached, who was sitting next to him became a concern for countless people.

There are countless examples of monarchs in history who divorced their original wife because they needed a noble heir with noble status and blood. However, at this time, the throne of queen next to the king became the target of countless people.

Just think about the identity of Queen of Castilla, I think the courts of European countries would be willing to see such a marriage. Even if the conditions are right, even Maximian might not consider using a daughter or niece to exchange for an alliance with Castilla.

At this time, Barendi's identity seemed very embarrassing and even dangerous.

Even if Old Rovery became the pope, Barenti's identity may not be enough to guarantee that she can become Queen Castilla.

Actually, you can understand this by thinking about it.

Alexander inherited Castilla in the name of Joel Modillo Astamara, which was originally a very controversial event.

The identity of an illegitimate son became a major obstacle to his wearing the crown, so that he seized the throne by force instead of using the law.

Because of this, many people can't help but wonder whether Alexander would marry a princess of pure blood in order to prove his legitimacy. If you think about it carefully, this is indeed the best shortcut that can make him recognized by all European courts as soon as possible.

And Barendi's background obviously cannot meet this need.

She is also an illegitimate son. If her previous background similar to Alexander allowed Barenti to steadily sit on the throne of Duke of Romanthesia, then she would be worried about this now.

Thinking about Barenti must be anxious now, Ruosha couldn't help but feel a little malicious and smug.

Perhaps no one can compete with the Duchess for the throne, but she may not be able to sit firmly on the throne of the queen. It seems that only the identity of the sister is really the only one.

"So when will she be?" Ruosha asked again. Seeing Alexander turn his head slightly, Ruosha reached out and let him look at him.

In the darkness, Alexander's eyes flashed, and Ruosha didn't speak.

The silence did not last long, and Alexander broke the stalemate first.

"I can't let her come for the moment. Roman Thesia needs her to take charge of the situation," Alexander said first. Seeing Ruosha not intending to speak, he had to continue saying, "I have considered that Barenti must be my queen."

Speaking of this, Alexander looked at Ruosha with helpless eyes in the night.

"Oh, is that?" Ruosha turned her smooth back to Alexander, then leaned back and snuggled in Alexander's arms, looking at the slightly dim starlight outside the window. "Can you tell me the reason?"

Alexander gently rubbed Ruosha's smooth long hair with his cheek and looked out the window with her.

"First of all, Barenti is my wife," he said, looking at the expression on Ruosha's face, and then continued to say, "Whether it was the establishment of Roman Thesia or her later as my governor, Barenti has paid too much. Everything she did has proved that she is a qualified wife, and I have nowhere to blame her."

"A qualified wife."

Ruosha repeated Alexander's words in a strange tone, and then her slender neck twisted gently and turned her head to look at Alexander's side face.

"So tell me, if I weren't your sister, would I be a qualified wife?"

Alexander was slightly stunned, then smiled helplessly.
To be continued...