Bai Wu snorted: "That's why I asked you to deal with it. I won't touch anything that has been used by others. Since you like it, you can keep it for yourself."
Sema didn't care about this and happily accepted the golden comb.
Finally, she told Bai Wu all about Janis's plan.
"Miss Myriel, you have to be more careful these days. Janice will definitely use you in every possible way in the future."
Bai Wu smiled and said, "No need to worry about that."
It just so happened that she planned to make good use of her.
Rolling her eyes, she hooked her fingers towards Sema and whispered in her ear:
"You will do this from now on."
After hearing this, Sema showed a shocked expression.
First, I was shocked that Miriel would have such thoughts at such a young age.
Second, she was shocked that she concealed it so well that even Janis was able to deceive her.
But this also means that this kind of Miriel will definitely become a great person in the future.
She was extremely grateful that God allowed her to choose the right master this time.
Froze knew very well that someone had been observing him secretly.
And this person is Dane.
So in the next few days, he became more careful.
In addition to staying with Myriel, he also stayed with other male servants.
The butler Robert apparently also received special instructions from Bai Wu and treated Froze even more attentively.
But Christmas was coming, and there was going to be a grand family dinner in the manor, and he couldn't spare any more thought.
We had to give Froze some errand work so that he would at least not sit down and be alone.
Fortunately, the other person was well-behaved and diligent enough, and completed every task exceptionally well, which made Robert feel more confident about leaving the work to him.
He taught him how to arrange the table to be more in line with the norms of the nobility, and taught him what to say appropriately in front of those nobles.
In less than half a month, the other party has become a qualified male servant.
So Robert directly handed him an important list and asked him to strictly purchase the supplies on it.
Froze took the order, nodded, and led a carriage out of the manor alone.
He spent the whole afternoon picking out the items on the gift list from house to house, and it wasn't until nightfall that he turned around and prepared to rush to the manor.
As Christmas approaches, the Imperial City is particularly lively. There is a thin layer of snow on the streets, various Christmas trees stand in front of shops, and melodious music can be heard in every corner.
Occasionally there are a few vendors shouting along the street.
Soon Froze's attention was attracted by a little girl selling flowers.
The flowers in the flower basket in her arms are so bright and beautiful, they are still in full bloom even in the cold winter.
He thought of Myriel almost instantly.
How happy she would be if she saw these flowers.
Thinking of this, Froze's heart skipped a beat. He tied up the carriage and followed the little girl into an alley. Then he timidly said:
"Hello, how many flowers can I buy?"
The little girl turned around following the sound and was instantly impressed by the silver-haired, handsome man in front of her.
So she gave all the flowers in the basket to Froze.
Froze was very happy, picked up the flower basket and was about to go back.
At this moment, several dark figures entered the alley.
They look very tall, all wrapped in thick and large fur coats, have fierce faces, and are very difficult to mess with.
Froze lowered his head, looking a little embarrassed.
He quickly tried to slip away, but the leader grabbed him by the collar.
The man had a cigarette in his mouth, his brown curly hair hanging messily on his shoulders, and he hummed unceremoniously from his nose:
"Are you Frozer?"
Froze lowered his head and his forehead hair fell down, covering the emotions in his eyes.
"Yes, I am Froze." He hugged the flower basket in his arms tightly and said.
The curly-haired man didn't expect him to admit it so easily, and raised his lips in amusement.
"Aren't you afraid of us?"
Froze raised his head and stared at him with snow-like eyes.
"Sir, I think I have not offended you, so why should I be afraid of you?"
The curly-haired man laughed, threw the cigarette on the ground and crushed it.
"Although you didn't offend me, you offended someone you shouldn't have offended, but..."
He then pinched Froze's face with his other hand: "For the sake of you having such a beautiful face, I can consider not hurting it."
So, he threw Froze directly to the ground and winked at the person behind him.
Then, the fists of those strong men were all thrown on Froze's body.
He didn't resist, he just huddled in the corner with his back to them, and then desperately protected the flower basket in his arms.
It wasn't until the scream of a sharp sword cutting through the air was heard, and the screams of those people came from behind, that Froze turned around in shock.
A fine snow began to fall in the sky at some point, and Dane, dressed in formal attire, stood in the snow, pointing his sword at those who had been knocked to the ground by him.
Froze's eyes darkened a bit, then he turned around and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
When Dane saw his appearance, he frowned, turned around and called a few people from the Knights, and pointed at a few gangsters on the ground.
"Take them back for questioning."
"yes!"
After everyone was clear, he walked up to Froze, took out his handkerchief and slowly wiped his sword.
"Why didn't you resist just now?"
Froze lowered his eyelashes and stared at the flower arrangement in his arms:
"I'm afraid I'll damage the flowers I gave to my sister."
Dane pulled his lips in a funny way: "If I had come a little later, you might have died."
"But." Froze raised his head and looked at him, "Those people just wanted to teach me a lesson. They will leave when they are done venting their anger. My life will not be in danger."
Dane looked at him in bewilderment.
"You know what? I originally thought you were a smart person, but what you said now makes it difficult for me to say that word."
Froze said lightly "Oh": "It's okay, Mr. Dane, no one has ever praised me for being smart."
No.
There are exceptions.
Miriel praised him like this.
He could even remember clearly the serious and earnest look in her eyes at that time.
Just like the snow falling in the air but not yet touching the ground.
It's so clean that it makes you want to defile it.
Dane said nothing. After looking him up and down, he handed the sword hilt to him.
"Get up, I'll take you back."
Froze looked at the gem-encrusted sword tip, blinked a few times, then stood up holding it.
The injuries on his body were also involved, causing him to grin uncontrollably.
Dane was about to sigh, but when he turned around, he heard the kid say something faintly.
"Sir Dane, can I ask you a question?"
"How did you know I was here and arrive in time to save me?"
