When Dane brought the scarred Froze to Bai Nu, she was practicing flower arrangement in the room.
At first, Froze didn't mention the injury to her. He just handed her the flower basket in his arms with excitement, and his already clear eyes became even brighter.
"Sister, look, what did I find?"
He tilted the entire flower basket so that Bai Wu could see the whole thing better.
There are all kinds of flowers there, even white roses that do not belong to this season. The soft petals are stained with a few pieces of snow, and they are as beautiful as if they had just been taken out of a painting.
Bai Wu clapped her hands happily.
"What a beautiful flower. Did you get it before?"
Instead, Froze scratched his head in embarrassment: "I just bought it from a little girl selling flowers."
"Thank you Froze, I love it."
Bai Wu reached out and took the flower basket, but the moment she took it back, she heard Froze's gasp.
She looked over subconsciously and found a bruise on his arm at the slightly rolled up cuffs.
"What's wrong with you?" Bai Wu frowned.
Froze quickly put his hands behind his back: "No, it's nothing, sister."
Bai Wu put down the flower basket and took his arm with a solemn face.
When the sleeves were lifted up, the dense wounds and bruises inside were exposed, which looked particularly shocking on the boy's originally white skin.
She let out a low cry, and then looked at Dane at the side displeasedly: "What's going on? Sir Dane, could it be you did it?"
Just when Dane was about to defend himself, Froze waved his hand quickly and said:
"No, that's not the case. I bumped into it accidentally. It has nothing to do with Mr. Dane."
Bai Wu pretended to be angry: "Froze, you know, I don't like people who lie. You were obviously beaten."
Froze lowered his head, looking a little panicked.
Dane looked at him deeply, then coughed slightly and explained the whole process to Bai Wu.
After Bai Wu heard this, her eyebrows were already knitted together.
"That's too much. Mr. Dane, please find out who those people are and why they want to hurt Froze? I will deal with it after that."
Dane laughed and joked: "Miss Myriel is indeed the daughter of Duke Riddick. This is exactly what the Duke would say."
"But don't worry." He then tightened the sword around his body and said, "Since you have spoken, Miss, I will not sit back and ignore this matter. There is still something to do with the Knights, so I will leave first.
"
After speaking, he put his right hand on his chest, performed a standard gentleman's courtesy, and took another deep look at Froze before leaving.
Bai Wu called Sema and asked her for some ointment. Then she pulled Froze to sit down by the bed and treated his wounds.
Her movements were careful, but when the cotton cloth brushed against the boy's wound, it still caused him to tremble slightly.
Bai Wu's eyes were full of heartache: "Froze, you can cry out if it hurts, I won't laugh at you."
Froze shook his head and smiled at her.
"Sister, it doesn't hurt. When I was at Layton Farm, I often fell off my horse. It was much more painful than this."
"But sister." His tone gradually slowed down, and there was some broken light in his dark pupils, shining like fine snow in the dark night. "This is the first time that someone cares about my injury and gave me the wound."
Apply medicine."
He said it very carefully, fearing that Bai Wu would dislike him because of these words.
Bai Wu paused, an almost imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she raised her head with a guilty look on her face.
"I'm sorry Froze, my sister promised to protect you, but she ended up causing you to be so seriously injured."
Froze shook his head and held her cold fingertips.
"No, sister, this has nothing to do with you, I -"
Bai Wu leaned forward, hugged him tightly, and interrupted what he was about to say.
"Froze, remember, you don't have to apologize to anyone, including me. You just need to believe that I can protect you well."
"So, please don't hide it next time, okay?"
Once again, the sweet fragrance of jasmine enveloped him.
Froze found that he seemed to fall in love with this smell, because he seemed to see large tracts of blooming jasmine in the snowy sky.
It's all opened for him.
He carefully wrapped his arms around the girl, leaving no gap.
"Okay sister." He whispered, a flash of light flashing across his eyes quickly.
This is the only time in my life that I will hide it from her.
Dane did not leave Rhodes Manor, but turned around and went to Reske's study.
It's been snowing these days and the roads are difficult to walk, so Reske stayed at home and worked.
The decoration of his study is almost the same as that in the Corps, almost all of them are dull dark tones and furnishings with a medieval retro feel.
Only the silver candlestick on the table gave off a faint warm light.
Even if there is enough fire burning in the fireplace, others will inevitably feel a chill to the bone when they step foot inside.
Dane knocked on the door and walked in quickly. Just as he was about to report on the work of the past few days, Resker raised his hand and interrupted him. His furrowed brows told him that the Duke was in a state of confusion at this time.
A difficult problem that he himself cannot solve.
So Dane held his breath and concentrated, preparing to solve the problems for his lord the Duke.
Reske looked solemn and spoke in a deep voice:
"Dane, in your opinion, what gifts do girls generally like?"
Dane:?
He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
But according to his past experience, Resker didn't like repeating what he said twice, so he had to ask tentatively:
"Is the Duke going to give the lady a gift?"
"No." Lesk denied him, "It's for Miriel."
Whenever he takes some time off these days, the girl's expression looking at him eagerly will always appear before his eyes.
He thought that if he didn't give her some reward, what he would see next time would be her extremely disappointed look.
He doesn't want to be seen as an unqualified father.
Dane pondered for a moment: "But didn't the Duke in the past leave your Christmas gifts to the adjutant to choose? Has the plan changed?"
Lesk raised his knuckles and knocked on the table: "No, that's in addition to the Christmas gifts. I've lacked a lot of things from Myriel over the years, so I have to make up for her, right?"
Dane smiled.
He knew that Duke Resker had a warm and soft heart beneath his seemingly harsh appearance.
So he suggested: "How about this. After Christmas Eve, how about the Duke personally taking Miss Miriel out to pick out gifts? I believe Miss Miriel will also like to stay with you, Duke."
