In the darkness without light, only the faint moonlight outside the window rolled into the room through the window. The silver moonlight happened to be draped on Connie O de Malindao from behind. Not only did she cover her unclothed body with a layer of bright silver gauze, but she also made her concave curves that blocked the moonlight clearly and prominently.

The woman stood silently in front of the bed, looking at Alexander who was looking up at her.

She didn't know how dangerous this was. If it weren't for her naked body and without any weapons, she might have been hit by a musket held by Alexander secretly when she came out of the secret door.

The room was extremely cold at night, and Alexander dared not ignite the fire. In this era, people did not fully understand coal, so they did not know about the terrible thing of gas poisoning. Although some people must be unlucky because of this, no one has linked this thing to gas.

"Madam, it's not appropriate for you to go to a man's room alone on this night." Alexander, covered with a quilt, asked Connie O de Malindao, who was standing in the cold room, and looked at the woman's vague face, and couldn't help but think of the portrait in the living room again, but he admitted that Connie O was more seductive at this time than in the portrait.

"Madam, although I don't know your relationship with Lord Columbo, I hope you will leave in order to respect him." Seeing that Connie O'clock did not speak, Alexander hugged the quilt and said unmoved to the woman who was in the cold, "No matter what you have, we can talk after dawn."

"It was Hoza who asked me to come," Connie Ou suddenly spoke. Her first words made Alexander slightly stunned, and then she laughed softly. Seeing that Connie Ou, who was always calm in this way, finally changed a little. She asked in a slightly angry tone, "Why are you laughing?"

Alexander waved his hand and said nothing. After Connie Ou asked again unhappyly, he said with a low smile: "Please forgive me, I just think this is a bit funny and old-fashioned. Can I solve many things by sending a woman to my bed?"

"What do you think of me?" Connie O de Malindao was obviously really angry. Against the background of the moonlight, you could see the edge of her shining and glowing shoulders slightly shaking up and down. It was obviously because she was angry and gasping, and her towering chest seemed to be undulating like a demonstration. This was also angry. "Do you think I am the prostitute he used to seduce men?"

Alexander didn't say anything but looked up at the woman in front of him, but the vague expression on his face was clearly saying: "Yes, that's what I think."

Connie O's stared at Alexander's bright eyes at night, but couldn't say anything.

She knew very well that, as Alexander said, when she came out of the secret door, she was indeed the prostitute that Columbo used to seduce men, as she said.

But she had to do so. Thinking of the horror of Columbo, the courage she had originally plucked up from anger disappeared immediately. She bent down to Alexander and approached her. A pair of heavy mountains without clothes on her chest naturally fell with her leaning forward body, drawing two perfect and full arcs under the moonlight.

In the moonlight, Alexander could vaguely see the expression on her face. Compared with the portrait, although Connie O de Malindao was more charming at this time, the expression on her face seemed cold and lifeless. Even when she bent one of her legs and stepped onto the edge of the bed and tentatively reached out to grab the corner of Alexander's quilt, the expression on her face was as cold and stiff as marble.

Alexander reached out to stop Connie O's move to lift his quilt. He waved his hand slightly, then pointed to his clothes next to the bed and said, "Madam, if you don't want to lose your life because of a cold, it's best to wear it first, we can have a good talk."

Connie O's paused while kneeling on the edge of the bed with her legs on the tempting position, and finally silently retreated and quietly picked up the clothes that were placed aside and slowly draped them on her body. Then she held the corner of the clothes with her hands tightly and looked down at Alexander.

But even so, her eyes were still cold.

"I think we can have a good talk, or just let Columbo come over and talk," although it seemed so cold that she could not let her go to bed to keep warm. In fact, he still held a musket under the quilt. While speaking, he was always staring at the movement of the secret door. "I think Columbo should have something to talk to me, but it is a bit strange to send you to be the messenger."

Alexander's secret ridicule made Connie O's finally feel a little anxious. She gathered the clothes wrapped around her body hard, and then said in a slightly angry tone: "Don't treat me as a woman, I'm not just about to do with anyone..."

She was silent before she could say the following words, and then Alexander heard her sigh softly, then turned her back to him and sat on the edge of the bed.

I just don’t know if Connie O’s knows that, she actually looks even more charming.

Because she sat down, her plump buttocks were slightly wider, and even if she was covered with clothes, she could not hide her waist. This made her waist look even thinner, making people wonder how the waist supported the same plump upper body.

"It was Hoza who asked me to come, and I must not come," the woman began to whisper. She didn't seem to want to alarm the guards outside the door, and at the same time, there was a hint of fear in her voice. "I know you will definitely look down on me like this, but it is necessary for me. My father is in business, but his fleet was sunk by the Ottomans on the sea, and all the goods on several ships sank into the Mediterranean. My father had finished his life savings and owed others a lot of money."

Speaking of this, Connie Ou buried his face in his hands and shook his head slightly: "I can't forget my father's desperate appearance. You must know that he was so happy and optimistic before, and what's worse is that none of the business partners in the past were willing to help him, and even took the opportunity to take away all the remaining business."

Alexander listened silently, and he knew that the fact that the Malindao family encountered was too ordinary. After the business failed, it was robbed by previous partners. In fact, most of the rich businessmen did this.

Even Connie O's father himself may not have done this, but when such a thing falls on him, no one can accept it.

"I know you may think he is not lucky, but it's a disaster for our family," Connieo continued, looking at the dark room slightly "Do you know, this mine was originally ours."

This surprised Alexander, and he asked a question with "Oh?"

"My father is a man who likes to explore all kinds of new things. He has even been exposed to some knowledge that is forbidden by the church," Connie O's tone faintly reveals pride. "When others didn't know that the stones dug out of the ground could actually burn and keep warm, he already owned the mine, and he received the support of the Duke of Milan."

Speaking of the Duke of Milan, Connie O's paused slightly, and she turned slightly to look at Alexander who was leaning against the head of the bed and listening to her.

Alexander knew that the Duke of Milan she mentioned should be Costanzo Sforza, the father of Lucrezia's husband Giovanni Sforza.

During the entire Italian war, although the first thing that caused the dispute was the rule of Naples, the fuse that caused the protracted war was Milan's Costanzo Sforza.

Because of his feud with Venice, Costanzo Sforza tried to vent his anger from Charlie in France.

But he didn't expect that Charles VIII immediately declared his sovereignty over Milan after entering Milan.

This decision made Costanzo Sforza not human in any other world. In his anger, he simply joined forces with the anti-French sacred alliance to fight against the French.

However, this duke who was not only selfish and even a little reckless was not useless. In fact, the Sforza family really didn't have the fuel-saving lamp.

"When my father took over the mine, it was not big, and the house was not what it is now," Connie O continued. "He expanded the mine and rebuilt the house. At one time, he lived here for a long time to take care of his property," Connie O sighed sadly. "But since the fleet was attacked, he had to be forced to sell everything, and finally sold the mine to the Columbo family, but he still owed a lot of money."

"So you became Columbo's lover?" Alexander asked softly.

Connie Ou nodded silently, but then shook her head.

"No, I'm not his lover, I'm not anything to him," Connie Ou whispered. "I'm just a tool he uses to win over and please. Even if I don't want to, I have to serve those who he thinks are important. But today your arrival surprised me because he has never brought people here, so I think you must be very important to him."

Alexander smiled slightly: "I didn't bring me, I don't think Columbo even wants to see me here."

Connie Ou looked at Alexander in surprise, as if he was surprised by his words.

But she still said in a hurry in a tone of desire and seeking help: "I don't know what's going on with you, but I can see that Columbo seems to be a little worried about you. If you can help me, I will repay you."

Perhaps because of the tension, the woman's body was bent very low, so the pair of mountains on her chest fell down unbearably, and the peaks as firm as water droplets barely touched Alexander's chest exposed outside the quilt.

Feeling the slightly cold touch of the two gems, Alexander looked at the eyes not far away in front of him, and Connie's eyes looked extremely bright in the dark night.

"How do you want me to help you?"

Alexander asked slowly, staring at the woman who was almost pressed against him. Seeing the woman in the darkness, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly because of the gentle touch on her chest. He whispered: "Do you want me to obey Columbo, or do you want me to help you get rid of his master? But I want to tell you that I can't help you no matter which one it is. I can't go against the Bogia family and listen to him, nor can I help you for no reason."

In the darkness, the woman raised her hands slightly, and the clothes she draped on her body slid down her smooth shoulders and surrounded her buttocks, so her upper body was completely exposed to the cold air.

With his cold little hands holding Alexander's face, Connie O leaned over and pressed his equally cold cheeks into his ear and whispered: "Help me, I will repay you."

"What are you going to repay? The mine is no longer your family, and you also say that your father still owes a large debt. Also, don't think I don't know. Columbo has already said it clearly before that the owner of this mine is actually the Duke of Milan. Do you think I will be naive because of your charm and will fight the Sforza family at all costs?"

Alexander looked at Connie Ou with ridicule, and he noticed the slight change in the face of the woman as he said, which made him more sure of his speculation.

"Madam, I think you'd better go back to your room, it's good for all of us."

Alexander has decided to end all this. Although it is indeed a good enjoyment to have a pretty woman who is almost naked and half-dead on her body, thinking about the trouble this woman may bring, Alexander thinks it is better to provoke her less.

Whether this woman took her own initiative or was instructed by Columbo, it was a big trouble, so no matter what request she made, Alexander had decided to ignore it.

The woman in the dark was sitting next to the bed with her upper body naked, her fingers trembling slightly, as if after a while of struggle, she leaned over to Alexander's ear and said, "What if I tell you that Giovanni Sforza is trying to deal with the Bogia family, will you help me?"

"What?" Alexander was stunned.

As Lucrezia's husband, Giovanni Sforza's relationship with his wife's family was not very harmonious, and Alexander VI was also very dissatisfied with the marriage that he had originally hoped for, which was almost what the whole of Rome knew.

However, Alexander knew better than others that Lucrezia's marriage, which lasted less than three years, was about to end, and the cause was that the Bogia family realized that Giovanni Sforza seemed to be secretly colluding with others, preparing to be detrimental to their family.

But that should be a year later, but now the woman in front of him told him this amazing news, and Alexander was indeed a little surprised.

"Do you think I'll trust a woman who just accuses Borgia's relatives?" Alexander gently moved Connie O's hand away from his face. "I'll keep it a secret for what you just said, but I hope you don't bother me again. Now you can leave your wife."

Connie O de Malindao stared at Alexander's eyes. When she finally confirmed that Alexander had indeed issued an order to expel her guests, she slowly stood up and let the clothes around her waist slide down. Her whole body was exposed to the cold air. With the sound of footsteps of a thin line, her figure disappeared behind the secret door.

Alexander looked at the place where Connie Ou disappeared and took out a hidden musket from under the quilt.

"It seems that a lot of things have happened this time." Alexander whispered to himself. He picked up the coat beside the bed, felt the remaining warmth on it, and put the coat and musket on the table at the bedside.

In another room, Connie O de Malindao walked out of the secret passage, and little Columbo, who was waiting for her, immediately met him. He draped a very thick robe on Connie O, and then asked with a little anxiety: "How about it, did that Kombrey say something?"

Connie O glanced at Columbo, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank a sip of wine, then shook his head and said, "No, he said nothing, that man was very cautious."

"So, he was really sent by the Borgia family?" Columbo's eyes showed anger. "I knew that Giovanni couldn't do anything well. It must be that the Borgia family who discovered something and sent this person. He even brought an army."

"But that's nothing," the woman who seemed helpless in front of Alexander had a sneer on her face. "So what about an army? Are there fewer people who have an army but have lost their lives?"

Listening to Connie O's words, Columbo's hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Chapter completed!