Chapter 898

"Why... Isabel, why did you leave your daughter in that cursed place? Isn't Juana your most beloved daughter?" Ferdinand II asked, looking at his powerful wife.

"I left Little Juana there, of course...you don't need to worry about these things!" Isabel I has nothing to do with her husband. In other words, under her strong personality, her brilliance is almost My husband covered it all up.

"That's my daughter too..." Ferdinand II roared angrily.

"Yes, but do you usually keep her in your heart?" Isabel I said with a sarcasm: "If you hadn't been in front of the children, and said to Xiao Juan, [Only you, I am the real Children] With these words, Juana and her sisters would not be so painful..."

"I..." Facing his wife's question, Ferdinand II suddenly lost his words-he is a guy who values ​​children over daughters.

"Little Juana will come back to see us twice a year..." Seeing her husband's slightly embarrassed look, Isabel I also felt a little softened. In the end, it is between husband and wife that there is no need to be so stiff—think of this. , Isabel I’s tone also eased slightly."Trust me, dear... Little Juana is doing very well now. If it weren't for the saint who only valued Little Juana, I would even wish to send all my children over..."

"A saint?" Ferdinand II caught the point of his wife's words in an instant, and he couldn't help but force him to ask: "Which saint? Who is it? You can actually give him your beloved daughter with confidence ??"

"..." Isabel I shook her head with a little annoyance. She knew that she had made a mistake and let her husband grasp the point...

However, after a short period of thought, Isabel I decided to tell the truth... "There is only one saint in this world... the crown is not a magnanimous person, so I think you'd better not disturb his submerged training. , Otherwise, I think-I can consider changing a husband now!"

"..."

Hearing his wife’s unceremonious words, although Ferdinand II was a little upset, he still thought of the crown of the man who buried tens of thousands of French soldiers, and instantly—he felt that the shirt behind him was all Soaked in cold sweat.

saint--

Bloodthirsty--

This world--

All the options point to the sage with the oriental face who made the miracle of ten thousand enemy ten thousand years ago in the Franco-French War... Ferdinand II really had a cold sweat. ...

Just kidding, the one who killed tens of thousands of French troops only took less than half an hourglass time. If he wants to kill himself, he doesn't even have to do it himself. The one who just needs to go up high and declare himself It's a heresy...then what awaits me is the end of the dead without a burial place.

Don't underestimate the beliefs of those countries on the European continent...

As long as Zhou Ye yelled out, Ferdinand II was a heresy who was lured and seduced by the devil. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding big countries would immediately ignite their troops and have another holy war...

Yes, perhaps in the eyes of those kings and nobles, Christ is not that important.

But you know, those guys' greedy appetite has never been satisfied. They have their eyes widened all the time, like a hungry hyena, waiting for prey to leak their flaws...

And in the mainland of this period, is there anything more useful than the name of religion?No……

Those who are far away dare not accept it, at least the two neighbors, France and Portugal, absolutely don't mind dividing up the entire Spanish kingdom under the banner of holy war.

"I see...Thank you, dear..." Ferdinand II was really thanking his wife at this time. Being able to have a relationship with the saint in this world is basically equivalent to buying a piece of land. Insurance.

Relying on his daughter’s connection, Ferdinand was very sure that perhaps when he invaded others, the saint would not help him, but-when he was bullied, it was still very likely to ask the subordinate to take action. of……

That knows that even if the lofty status of the crown is not counted, he alone is enough to be worth more than 50,000 elite soldiers.

Fifty thousand elite soldiers-what is that concept??

The entire Kingdom of Spain—all the elite soldiers together, less than 30,000...

With this shelter under the crown, doesn't it mean that the entire kingdom of Spain is simply impenetrable??Thinking of this, a smile leaked from Ferdinand II's face...

Can only beat others by yourself?Can others not beat yourself?Such a good thing-can it be used a little bit?

Ferdinand II wondered how to maximize his own interests... while saying to his wife: "This time it's really hard for you..."

"..." Isabel I looked at the faintly greedy expression on her husband's face, and she instantly understood what her husband was thinking...somewhat disgustingly, she left her pretensions, what was she in the end? I didn't say... "Forget it, I'm tired... I have to go back and rest first."

As Isabel I said, without looking back, he took the female officials behind him and walked towards his residence...

Over time--

Because Ferdinand II and Isabel I did not respond positively, little Juana gradually faded out of the sight of the nobles...

However, in the end, Ferdinand II did not initiate a foreign war...

One is because, because the two kingdoms are merged into one, there are many things that need to be adjusted in between, and the other is because of Isabel I’s vigorous opposition, in the words of Isabel I—

[Want to use a tyrannical saint?Is your mind flooded?Think about those French soldiers who are still suffering in hell. Where do you think you are better than them?They just raised their weapons at the saint and were suppressed and suffered forever in hell-you Ferdinand II actually tried to deceive the saint?who do you think You Are?Lord?

Facing the words of his wife, Ferdinand II had to dispel the idea of ​​using Zhou Ye's support to launch a foreign war...

But fortunately, he didn't do this, otherwise-waiting for him-I am afraid there is only a dead end, Zhou Ye is just lazy, isn't he stupid?

Do you really think Zhou Ye dare not kill the king?I really thought that when he was put on the crown, the bishop said the so-called coronation oath [The Lord gave you a whip and allowed you to shepherd his lamb for him.God bless the king] Is he really related to Jehovah?

Even if Jehovah was pretending to be counseled in front of Zhou Ye, what could he count as Ferdinand II??

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Chapter One Two Hundred and Sixty Six

"Why isn't my sister coming back..." Maria handed her ten-year-old sister Catherine, looking out the window.

In fact, there is only a bright moonlight outside the window...

This is already the time for the children to sleep, but the two sisters are still not drowsy—they are waiting for their sister.

The names of Maria and Catherine are so common that they have a high rate of duplication. In desperation, their names can only be prefixed with Maria of Aragon and Catherine of Aragon...

The thirteen-year-old Maria and the ten-year-old Catherine are Juana’s younger sisters...

They are now waiting for their sister's return.

To them, their sister Juana, who is three years older than Maria, is a legend...

When Maria started to remember things, she felt that her sister Juana always seemed to behave very differently from other brothers and sisters. She was very smart and loved by her mother, Isabel I.

But she is very good to the sisters, unlike her brother, Juan, who relied on her father Ferdinand II's favor to become like a little devil, lawless...

On the contrary, in Maria’s mind, her elder sister treats her younger sister very well, often taking them to play games with them, telling them many interesting stories-protecting them from her brother Juan...

However, everything changed on the day six years ago...

That day, their sister Juana happily told them that she was going to follow her mother to meet a handsome elder brother, the elder brother who often appeared in her dreams...

At that time, Maria had an ominous premonition in her heart, but she still said blessings to her sister.

As my sister leaves more and more time...

Maria's anxiety grew stronger...

After the mother's parade came back--she was not in the line, and saw the sister who would comfort her and play with her--

At that time, Maria, who was only seven years old, could make the only protest, and she could only cry-crying loudly, crying hard, crying out of breath...Crying almost fainted...