"It’s good that she’s no longer in serious danger." Sikong Wuyou thought, the injury was on her abdon, and there would surely be a scar in the future.
Furthermore, considering the severity of the wound that day, the knife injury was probably not minor. A girl injured in this way might not be beloved by her future husband’s family.
After all, it was because of his involvent.
Sikong Wuyou slightly turned his head, signaling Bai Su to present the gift in his hand, he said, "The target of the assassin that day was , but your sister got involved. The past few days have had incessant rain, making the mountain roads impassable. It’s been inconvenient for to visit, hence the delay. This is a small token of apology for your sister, and I hope it won’t be despised."
"This humble one dares not." Gao Mutou kneeled again and hesitantly spoke, "However, this gift cannot be accepted by . I hope you can take it back, sire."
Upon arrival, he had learned a bit about the complexity of this family’s situation, knowing the girl wasn’t a biological child of the Gao Family but a stepdaughter brought by the mother.
Yet, being his first visit, he couldn’t clarify who was who, and found it inconvenient to talk to others directly. Sikong Wuyou contemplated for a mont and made a bold decision, "Since you won’t accept it on her behalf, may I have the honor of visiting your sister to hand it over personally?"
"This..." Gao Daniu was sowhat hesitant.
If he had known it would co to this, he might as well have accepted the gift.
An Ning was bedridden, and the master was a man. If he wanted to visit, he would certainly have to enter the room, which was truly improper.
It’s puzzling how soone as dignified as the master would make such an unreasonable request.
"Rest assured, I will rely speak a word through the window and will not disturb your sister’s recovery." Sikong Wuyou spoke again.
"Well... all right then." Gao Daniu said, turning to look at Mrs. Yan, "Mother, could you check on my sister?"
"Oh..." Mrs. Yan, being a common woman, was so frightened upon seeing soone from the imperial family that she couldn’t even think straight.
Inside the house, with Mrs. Yan’s help, An Ning’s back was propped up slightly. She lay there with pale lips, making her already frail body appear even more pitiful.
"Miss An Ning..." Sikong Wuyou called through the door.
An Ning said, "Sire, I am unwell and cannot et you. I hope you understand."
"It’s no trouble. As I said, it’s my involvent that caused you this harm. I’ve brought a small gift today as an apology and hope you would accept it, giving a chance to correct my mistake."
An Ning wasn’t pretentious, "In that case, many thanks to you, sire."
Outside the door, Sikong Wuyou suddenly smiled gently, "If so, I won’t disturb your recovery any longer. I’ll take my leave."
After Sikong Wuyou left, Bai Su observed Sikong’s unusually good mood and asked, "Sire seems a bit uncharacteristic today."
"Oh?" Sikong Wuyou raised an eyebrow.
Bai Su surprisingly suggested, "Could it be that you fancy that girl?"
Continuing, Bai Su mumbled to himself, "You’ve grown up with no interest in other won except Third Miss. Fourth Uncle even said that when Third Miss cos of age, he plans to betroth her to you. But now this happens, and you’re interested in another girl. What about Third Miss then?"
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Sikong Wuyou’s face showed slight anger, "If you dare speak such things again and ruin Third Miss’s reputation, you shall be punished."
"Yes." Bai Su imdiately refrained from speaking carelessly.
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