"The gift is kept secret for now. You will know about it later."
After saying that, he tapped her palm and then left with the housekeeper.
Bai Wu turned around with a smile and ran into the eyes of Froze who was standing not far away.
He held a plate of tea and stood under the big tree with an expressionless face, staring at Anderson's back.
Bai Wu pursed her lips, stepped forward, and gently brushed the fallen leaves off his shoulders.
"Frozer, why are you standing here?"
Only then did Froze look away, and instead looked at her sadly.
"Sister, do you like Anderson very much?"
Bai Wu avoided the important and took the easy: "What's wrong? You don't like His Highness Anderson?"
The young man who felt as if he was abandoned pitifully grabbed the corner of her clothes: "I don't like it. I always feel that he is unkind to my sister."
Bai Wu smiled and rubbed his head.
"You, don't think about these things all day long. Just pack up and change clothes later. We have to attend the wedding of my sister and Her Highness Celia."
That's right, she is going to send a wedding "gift" to her dear sister.
The birthday party went lively and smoothly. Bai Wu was first awarded the Rhodes Family Medal of Honor by the old Duke in front of everyone, and finally danced with Reske.
After the dance, everyone enjoyed the cake prepared by Mei Lin, completely forgetting that the Crown Prince's wedding was being held at the Brant Palace not far away.
Just as Bai Wu was toasting the guests one by one, when it was Anderson's turn, he mysteriously invited her.
Bai Wu undoubtedly liked him, so she put down her wine glass and followed the other person away.
She followed Anderson to the back courtyard of Rhodes Manor, which was connected to a large sycamore forest. The early autumn wind was warm, and the golden sycamore leaves rustled down, playing a golden sonata at the feet of the two of them.
Anderson walked slowly in front, chatting with her from time to time.
"Myriel has been in the Imperial City for more than a year. I still remember the day you first arrived. You were wearing a blue dress. It looked very good."
Bai Wu echoed: "Your Highness has a very good memory."
"It's a pity that I didn't dare to come up and talk to you at that time. Fortunately, I bravely took this step later."
Bai Wu: "Then I have to thank His Highness for your appreciation."
"I still remember the time when I was injured. You often came to see me. We went to the river to watch swans and stars together. I also painted many paintings."
Bai Wu: "I received those paintings. They are beautiful."
Anderson suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at her with burning eyes.
"Miriel, I want to know, what kind of person am I in your eyes?"
Bai Wu also met his gaze: "Is my opinion important to you?"
Anderson nodded lightly and said word by word: "It's very important."
Bai Wu smiled.
"In my eyes, His Highness Anderson is both elegant and gentlemanly. He is gentle and attentive to others. He has no sense of alienation at all and makes people feel at ease."
For the first time, two blushes appeared on Anderson's cold white face. He coughed lightly, lowered his head, and his warm voice came into her ears along with the sound of falling leaves:
"Then, dear Miss Myriel, are you interested in spending the rest of your life with Anderson like this?"
Bai Wu was startled: "Your Highness Anderson."
Anderson raised his head and looked into her eyes seriously and sincerely.
"There is no doubt that I am indeed expressing my love to you, but don't be burdened by it. Miss Myriel can completely reject me."
"I just feel that winter is coming. If some words and some people cannot be said or seen, this winter will make people feel even colder."
Now it was Bai Wu's turn to bow her head.
Her eyes were a little shy, and she could only focus on the maple leaves spinning in the breeze at her feet.
"Your Highness Anderson, this is too sudden. I think I have to ask my mother first."
"No, Myriel." Anderson said, "I just want to know what you think."
The air fell silent following Anderson's words. After a long time, Bai Wu slowly raised her eyes and looked at the man standing opposite him through the faint sunlight.
"Your Highness Anderson, just as you feel, I also admire your elegance and gentleness."
Brant Palace.
Aisi put on a pure white wedding dress as she wished and walked into the largest auditorium in Brant Palace.
But there wasn't much of a smile on her face.
This wedding was even simpler than she expected. Not only was there no white horse carrying a flower basket to carry her into the ceremony, there were even only a few white doves released during the ceremony.
There were even fewer people coming to the wedding banquet.
Aisi didn't understand, this was the wedding of the current crown prince, how could it be so simple?
And as Celia's father, Brant III didn't even feel anything was wrong. He just sat down on a high-backed chair covered with red velvet carpet and witnessed the whole process with the help of the maid.
After the Pope finished reading the oath and the music started playing, the wedding finally had a sense of solemnity and excitement.
The smile on Aisi's face finally became wider.
But that didn't last long, and what little smile she had left disappeared as the door of the auditorium opened.
The person who walked in was none other than her compatriot sister Myriel.
She wore a pure white dress with a long skirt that reached the floor, which was not inferior to the wedding dress she was wearing.
And her blond hair, which she is most proud of and attracts the most attention to, is slightly curled, resting beautifully and elegantly on her shoulders.
She looks so sweet and lovely, her face exudes a pearl-like luster, and her blue eyes are pure and charming.
Coupled with her elegant demeanor and calm expression, the whole person is simply radiant.
Compared with her, Ais, who looked tired and forced a smile, looked nothing like her fellow sister.
Bai Wu walked forward gracefully and saluted Ais.
"Dear sister, I'm sorry that I'm late. You won't blame me, will you?"
