I didn't know you were such a vampire

According to Vanosha's letter, Joya's biological mother, Ms. Martina Catane, who had never met, was a Mantova girl known for her beauty and deviant ways.After Vanoza became Rodrigo's mistress, the Catane family gained a lot of money, and some men in the family received priesthood in the local area, and they also gained some prestige in Mantua.At the age of 14, Martina also entered into a marriage contract with a member of the Sforza family where the Duke of Milan belongs.

"However, she didn't seem to be very satisfied with this marriage. When she was 16 years old, when the Sforza family asked her to perform the marriage, she knocked out her maid, packed only a set of clothes and some soft clothes, and left Mantua went all the way to Rome."

When Joya read this, she really became curious about this Ms. Martina.

Although women in this era can't decide their marriage, their status is equal to that of men. Even if they have a lover after marriage, everyone is not surprised.There are very few examples of people running away from home after pursuing their true love.After all, the folk customs are open, and everyone knows that you can show mercy outside after you get married. There is really no need to do such a thing that is enough to break with the family.

"Martina is really capricious, Joya, you are different from her, don't learn from him." After Adriana learned that Joya knew her biological mother's identity and decided to visit her in Florence, Then he began to educate Qiaoya on the behavior of a noble lady.

While listening to Adriana's nagging, Joya folded the letter back along the crease, and inserted it into a half-read "Ten Day Talk".She glanced back at Adriana secretly, seeing that she hadn't noticed the book in her hand, she breathed a sigh of relief, and put the Decameron under Plato's Phaedrus again. Down.

Boccaccio was not very polite when describing the Holy See in the book, and Adriana had always forbidden them to read this book.

It was the hottest noon of the day at this time, and just listening to the cicadas roaring on the oleander tree in the courtyard was enough to make one drowsy, let alone Adriana's warning.

"I heard that she went to Florence after leaving Rome, married a banker, and gave birth to a son." Adriana said, "But no matter how rich she is, the Cattane family will never recognize her again." , she probably won't be able to return to Mantua in her lifetime."

Qiao Ya put away the books on the desk, picked up two glasses of red wine with ice cubes just brought by the maid, and walked slowly to the Casapanca bench where Adriana was leaning on.

She decided to use the feeding method to end this "behavior education for noble ladies".

She handed Adriana a glass of wine, shook the glass with the other hand, heard the sound of ice cubes in the wine hitting the glass, and then changed the subject with a smile: "I was taken by Brandao this morning. I went to my father's bedroom, and I haven't seen Juan until now, is he better now?"

Probably because the weather was too hot, after getting a glass of wine with ice cubes, Adriana only felt that the unknown fire in her heart dissipated. She raised her head and glanced at Joya, although like Martina, Joya Ya has light golden hair, fair skin, and an appearance that can be described with the most beautiful words in the world, but it is fundamentally different from Martina.

This girl was taught by her herself. She has a calm personality and great wisdom since she was a child. She is the most valued by the elders among the children.

Thinking of this, Adriana withdrew her gaze, feeling a little relieved in her heart, but she was a little annoyed when she thought of Juan who had been lying on the bed for several days following Joya's words: "Not only is he not well, but he is also yelling all day long. Think about riding a horse."

"It seems that Juan's recent hobby has become horse riding again." Qiao Ya smiled and said, "I'll go and see him."

In addition to the adopted Joya, Vanoza and Rodrigo had four children, the eldest son Cesare, the second son Juan, the eldest daughter Lucrecia, and the youngest son Geoffrey who was just seven years old.

Cesare was only less than a year younger than her, and he had a mature personality since he was a child. Except that sometimes Vanosha would complain that the eldest son had never acted like a baby to her, he basically didn't make people worry about him.

And Cesare had lost the ability to act like a baby since he was a child, and almost all of it was given to the three younger brothers and sisters below.

Juan is reckless and likes all the gadgets that are popular nowadays, Lucrecia is arrogant, and they almost quarrel every time they meet, thanks to Adriana's careful education, the content of the two people's quarrel is as far as astronomy and astrology, From the rumors on the street, there was never a single witty and eloquent speech, but Qiao Ya, who always thought she lacked vocabulary, only widened her eyes and responded to this wonderful debate with warm applause.

However, the reality does not allow her to be just a debate audience.

After the two younger siblings had finished their quarrel, they still wanted to run up to her, each of them pulled her by one sleeve, and asked, "Qiao Ya, which one of us do you think is right?"

Qiao Ya began: "I think you all make sense..."

She swears that what she says comes from the heart.

Two people: "No! Everything in this world is either black or white, one of us must be wrong and one of us must be right!"

Joya: "..."

At this moment, Qiao Ya felt that if God gave her another chance, she would never scold the referees of the World Cup finals again.

And Jeffrey was already not a fuel-efficient lamp when he was about to learn to stagger and walk.

He loves to cry, especially loves to cry, even if he can't breathe from crying, he will stammer and say vaguely: "Sister... Sister..."

At that time, Qiao Ya, who was only seven years old physically, once hugged him on the bed all night in order to coax him to sleep. When she woke up the next morning, her arms were so sore and numb that she could hardly lift them up.

She didn't know whether the Roman people in the Middle Ages were suffering or not, but she felt that she was suffering anyway.

Last week, Juan started to learn equestrianism. Knowing his reckless temperament, the equestrian teacher specially chose a docile sub-adult pony for him.After he stepped on the stirrups and climbed onto the saddle, when he was still very unfamiliar with reins and whips, he saw Cesare, who was only one year older than him, galloping across the field. He frowned, gritted his teeth, and raised his right hand , slammed the whip in his hand on the crotch/lower buttocks of the horse.

Then, he lay in his bed for a week.

"The equestrian teacher did it on purpose!" Juan, who was lying on the bed, was dressed by a maid and drank a glass of wine with ice cubes, and said bitterly, "He just wanted to embarrass me in front of Cesare on purpose. , so I chose a horse with the strongest temper for me, and when my leg is healed, I must let my father drive him away... No! I will throw him into the Tiber River to feed the fish!"

He spoke in a vicious tone, and his words were so heavy that he choked on the wine he hadn't swallowed, and began to cough violently.

This is not the first time Juan has been choked on. He choked on breast milk as a baby, milk as a child, and wine on both ends for three days as an adult.

Qiao Ya, who had long been used to it, sat on an ebony Dante chair in front of his bed, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, and was not in a hurry when she heard his heart-piercing cough, she just hung her head and turned from The ancient Greek history book that I brought in my room.

At the end of the Peloponnesian War, in a certain temple in Athens, the head of the Delian League, the head of the statue of Apollo was destroyed by someone, and the perpetrator has not been found yet.

With the help of the maid, Juan finally stopped coughing, wiped away the tears from his eyes, turned his head to look at her, and said with some grievance, "Qiaoya, are you here to see me or to read a book!"

Joya raised her eyes and glanced at him, smiled: "I came here to read a book." She shook the book in front of Juan's eyes, "Adriana probably doesn't want to see you now, so I just happened to be here You are here to read a book."

Juan stared at her for several minutes, and then let out a snort: "I understand, you just love Cesare and Lucrecia more, you don't love me at all."

Qiao Ya didn't know why she experienced this kind of death problem, which was similar to "Which one will you save first when Lucrecia and I fell into the Tiber River at the same time".

She closed the book, holding the book in one hand, walked to the bed, stepped on the floor carved with ancient Roman scrolls, and sat beside Juan.

Just as Juan was about to turn his back to her, he bumped into his injured leg and let out a gasp in pain. Qiao Ya rubbed the brown curly hair on the back of his head and said, "Juan, how old are you?" Yes, still acting like a spoiled child."

"You said it yourself, I'm still a child." Juan said angrily.

Qiao Ya smiled: "Then when I went to my father's mansion last time, I heard you pat your chest and say to your father that you have grown up and can learn to ride a horse."

Juan: "..."

When he quarreled with Lucrecia, he used everything he had learned in speech class, but he couldn't hold back a word when faced with Joya's occasional squeeze.

"If you don't turn your head to look at me, you won't be able to see me." Qiao Ya said again.

Juan immediately turned his head and stared at her with wide eyes: "Why! Is your father going to marry you off?"

When Qiao Ya heard this sentence, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily. She told herself over and over in her heart that Juan Borgia was still a 12-year-old child, so she calmed down and tapped Juan's After shaking his head, he got up from the bed and said, "I'm going to Florence in a few days."

"What are you going to Florence for? Is your father going to marry you into the Medici family?"

Qiao Ya: "..." He was still a child.

Qiao Yamu: "Not really."

"No?" Juan scratched his head, "Could it be the Pazzi family? No...their family has already declined under the suppression of the Medici family, and my father should not marry you to the Pazzi family..."

Qiao Ya: "..." He was still a child.

"I'm going to protest to my father, Qiao Ya must not marry into the Pazzi family!"

Qiao Ya: "..." So what if he is still a child.

She knocked the "Ten Days Talk" on the top of Juan's head and said: "Lucrecia is right, sometimes I really can't listen to you for more than three sentences, otherwise I will have the urge to hit you."

……

In the evening, Qiao Ya came out of Juan's room with a book in her arms.

At this time, the scorching heat of summer in the city of Rome, along with the orange sunset in the sky, began today's curtain call ceremony.And Qiao Ya, who only survived on iced wine during the day, finally got some respite from the scorching temperature.There are several brass chandeliers hanging under the Corinthian pillars in the courtyard corridor, and the flames have already been lit on the lamps. The bright colors of the flames intertwine with the sunset glow, reflecting the clumps of poppies under the stairs are extraordinarily beautiful .

As she ambled down the stairs, she saw the corner of an ivory Schumize shirt behind the poppies.

She stopped, glanced behind the flowers, and said with a smile, "Jeffrey, I see you."

Hearing her voice, seven-year-old Jeffrey poked his head out from behind the flowers, and then walked slowly to Joya.

He has the same dark brown curly hair as Juan, but his eyes are not as arrogant as Juan's. He looked up at Qiao Ya, his eyes began to dodge again, and finally he only said: "Sister."

Unlike other siblings, he likes to call her sister.

"Are you coming to see Juan?" Qiao Ya turned to look at Juan's room, "He seems a little sleepy."

"No, it's not..." Jeffrey's right hand unconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes, he turned his head to look at the sun slowly sinking into the roof, and then whispered, "Sister...will you still fly tonight?" ?”

After Qiao Ya finished speaking, the smile on her face subsided slightly, she bent down, looked directly at Jeffrey's face, and said, "What did you see?"

Jeffrey became a little flustered because of her instant serious tone. He clenched the corner of his clothes with his right hand and said, "I, I saw my sister flying on the roof last night."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Ya laughed. She stood up straight and rubbed the curly hair on top of Jeffrey's head. As expected, this child is Juan's younger brother, and the two brothers' hair feels similar.

"It seems that our Jeffrey had a very interesting dream last night." Qiao Ya said softly, trying to comfort the restless Jeffrey, "No one can fly, not even my sister and I of."