I didn't know you were such a vampire

Before night fell, the light rain that had been brewing for an afternoon finally fell with a crackle. Qiao Ya held up her skirt and just jumped out of the carriage when she was greeted by Lisa who had opened an umbrella and was waiting at the door. When the rain fell, the raindrops slapped on the umbrella surface, making a little crisp sound.A mist of rain and mist has already formed by the river, floating slowly along the embankment.

"Miss Qiao Ya, be careful, the ground is slippery." Seeing her jumping off the carriage, Lisa hastily reminded her.

"Don't worry, I'm paying attention." Qiao Ya said, then looked down at her slightly.

Lisa is younger than Qiao Ya now, she is petite, and half a head shorter than Qiao Ya. When she held the umbrella for Qiao Ya, she lifted her elbows up a little, which seemed to be a little difficult. Qiao Ya Looking down a little further, she saw her skirt wetted by rain and mud.

Qiao Ya simply passed the umbrella from her hand, tilted the umbrella towards her, and said with a smile, "Has Lisa been waiting for me for a long time?"

Lisa froze for a moment, then whispered: "It rained earlier, so I was worried that Miss Qiao Ya would get wet."

The two of them were talking, and they walked to the door of Totti's mansion. Qiao Ya put away the umbrella, and before she had time to shake off the water droplets on the umbrella, she saw Grandma Elisa, who was taking care of Martina, slowly walking over. She took the umbrella in her hand, put it on the porch shelf, and said with a smile at the same time: "It seems that Miss Qiaoya is very happy today."

Qiao Ya blinked her eyes, then turned her face to look at Lisa, and said, "Is it so obvious?"

Lisa nodded: "It feels like there is light in Miss Joya's eyes."

Qiao Ya laughed twice, then stretched out her hand to press down the irresistible curvature of her cheek, and said, "It's just a bad idea that came true, so I'm a little proud."

Grandma Elisa looked at her in a daze, and after a while, she sighed and said, "Miss Qiaoya's appearance just now is really carved out of the same mold as Madam when she was young."

This day, it was Grandma Elisa who cooked the dinner. Lisa followed behind Qiao Ya and said with a sigh: "It's been a long time since my wife got seriously ill." She looked at Qiao Ya Ya said, "Although it's the same pasta, the taste of Arezzo is a little different from that of Florence."

Grandma Elisa is not from Florence, she is from Arezzo, [-] kilometers away from Florence.

According to Sirio, Grandma Elisa's family members died of the plague many years ago. She lived alone in a small village, lost her husband and children in middle age, and was almost classified as a "witch" in relatively backward areas. "This group, but because she knew some medical skills, she escaped the fate of being put on the stake. It's just that although the people in the village spared her life, they excluded and isolated her everywhere in their lives.

No peddler was willing to sell to her, and even the villagers ran away in panic when they saw her, and some children would throw stones into her windows.There is a scar on her forehead, which was injured by the stone thrown into the house by the child.

One winter, when Grandma Eliza went out to collect firewood in the severe cold, she found Martina dying under a myrtle tree.

"Grandma Elisa took in her wife secretly, but they were discovered by the children in the village who were always throwing stones at Grandma Elisa's house. The whole village took hoes and ropes and took them from Grandma Elisa's house abruptly. Mrs. was dragged out and tied to the stake, and Grandma Eliza was tied under the stake by everyone, watching them hold the torches and try to ignite the haystacks on the stake. However, at At this time..." Syrio slapped the table, prolonging his tone on purpose, and then said with a smile, "Our master has appeared."

As soon as he finished speaking, Arturo leaned over to Qiao Ya's other side and said, "Our master took out five florin gold coins without further ado." He took out a wooden button from his purse , solemnly raised the button with his right hand, stood up straight, deliberately lowered his voice, and said, "Is this enough to buy this poor girl?"

When Arturo was about to continue talking, Grandma Elisa had already come out of the kitchen with two plates in her hand, and said calmly, "Are the two buttons for supplies enough to make you shut up?"

Arturo made a face at Qiao Ya, then pulled Sirio back a few steps, and stood behind Qiao Ya.

Grandma Elisa put the plate in her hand behind the dining table, and when she looked at Qiao Ya again, she had a smile on her face: "Miss Qiao Ya, don't let these two guys mess around."

"Mr. Totti is not here, so Sirio and Arturo volunteered to be the keynote speakers for today's story meeting." Qiao Ya said with a smile.

"Master has been quite busy recently. Mr. Lorenzo has been seriously ill and has almost no time to manage banking affairs, so some business has been entrusted to Totti Bank, which often cooperates with him." Grandma Elisa said, "And recently, many The monk of the Ming Wo Society often preached in Piazza della Signoria and Piazza Santa Croce, criticizing the Medici family. There are still many believers. Many people have expressed their dissatisfaction with the Medici family. By the way, several families in the city Banks are also affected."

In Piero's society, Joya also heard a few noble boys present mention this Dominican monk named Savonarola, saying that this person was invited by Count Miradora, Came to Florence from Bologna to preach.He claimed to have received an oracle from God, and he could talk directly to God or a saint. His sermons focused on criticizing the extravagant and extravagant aristocratic life, especially the Medici family.

The Dominican Order was founded more than 200 years ago by the Spanish Dominican. Not long after it was founded, he was appointed by the Pope to preside over the Inquisition. The methods of treating heretics were quite cruel, and the rules of this sect did exclude heretics. religious.

The monks from this faction were also somewhat dissatisfied with Florence, which was under the rule of the Medici family and had little influence from the Holy See.

Savonarola criticized the Medici family for openly sponsoring artists to create pagan legends.

Piero didn't pay too much attention to the discussion about Savonarola, he just waved his hands, and then said lightly: "It's just a clown, nothing to be afraid of."

However, according to what Grandma Elisa said, Savonarola's sermons still had a certain impact on the Medici family, or the current economic and political situation in Florence.

Qiao Ya nodded, and the tableware in her hand tapped lightly on the table.

Ricardo didn't come back until the dinner was finished. Grandma Eliza went upstairs with the dinner prepared for Martina. The three of Sirio pestered Joya and Marco for a while in the dining room. They broke up and went back to their respective houses.

Ma Ke didn't seem to be in a very good mood that day. He didn't hold a book for Qiao Ya to tell a story. Instead, he took Qiao Ya's hand to the second floor and walked to his room. When he entered the door, Still staring at Qiao Ya closely, he waved his hand towards her.

His eyes had always been filled with a sense of unreasonable grievance, and it was even more affectionate when he waved goodbye. Qiao Ya stood at the door and responded to him with a smile. She didn't turn around until he closed the door of her own room. , returned to his house.

Her reply to Adriana hadn't been fully written yet, but after only a few days of delay, she felt that several things could be added to the reply.

She first said that she had accepted the invitation of the heir of the Medici family and joined the temporary society formed by him. She did not elaborate on the activities of the society, but only used "somewhat interesting" to describe this society.Then, it was mentioned that Lorenzo Medici's serious illness caused a little turmoil in Florence's original complete and solid political structure, and the common people began to question the Medici family's control of Florence.

"And Martina..." Qiao Ya just finished writing Martina's name on the letterhead when the tip of her pen paused.

She thought of Ricardo's tired and sad eyes.

She exhaled, put the pen aside, then leaned back slightly with her upper body, putting the weight of her entire body on the chair.

The lights and shadows in the house were erratic, there was still light rain outside the house, and even a few drops of rain splashed on the window glass, and at this moment, a light suddenly lit up in the distance, as if the day suddenly reversed the night sky at this moment, descending on the city, She only had time to see the layers of red eaves on the other side of the river outside the window, and a bat that suddenly flew past her window.

And after this moment, the rumbling thunder reached her ears.

She sat in front of the window, opened her eyes wide, and was stunned for a few seconds. When the thunder disappeared completely, her whole body trembled suddenly. At this moment, another bolt of lightning lit up a little closer, this time The thunder followed closely, blasting her mind to a blank, she simply fell down on the desk, holding her head in her hands.

And at this moment, she heard something knocking on her windowpane.

When she heard the sound, her body shrank back reflexively, but the sound continued to sound again, no more, no less, exactly three times, like knocking on the door.

She exhaled tremblingly, summoned up her courage, gritted her teeth, and raised her head.

On her window sill, just across the window pane from her, squatted a black figure.

And at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky in the distance, and through the flash of white light, she saw the man's golden hair wet by the rain, his pale face still stained with raindrops, and his ruby-like pupils.

The lightning went out, and it was dark again outside the window.

A pale and slender hand reached into the lighting range of the room, tapped lightly on the window glass with the back of its finger.

"Bang bang bang."

Exactly three times.