Roses for Rosalind

Before the ball was over, Rosie ran back to the Anderson mansion alone, and plunged into her room.

After an unknown amount of time, the nanny suddenly pushed open the door of her room and barged in, yelling.

"Oh my God! My bad lady! Where the hell have you gone!" The nurse put her hands on her hips and lost her temper with Rosie who was hiding in the room: "I've been looking for you all night!"

"How can you run away from the ball alone! And you haven't said hello to anyone! Your mother and I are going crazy! If one of the Montague's servants said he saw you running Come out, we are still looking for you everywhere at Capulet's house!"

"...I'm sorry." Rosie poked her head out of the bed and said in a low voice, "I, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable."

"What? Oh my god? Are you okay?" After all, he was a child raised by himself, and his feelings were unusually deep.Although she was still complaining just now, the nurse hurried over and tried the temperature of her forehead with the back of her hand.She touched Rosie from the beginning to the end, but found nothing abnormal, so she became more anxious: "You can tell me what is wrong with you, my little ancestor!" She turned her head and was about to call someone to find a doctor , but was stopped by Rosie: "I'm fine, nurse." Rosie said: "I... I just took a rest, and I already feel much better."

Seeing that the nanny was still looking at her worriedly, Rosie sighed and grabbed the nanny's sleeve in a fawning manner: "Nurse, I'm a little hungry." She acted cheekily: "I want to eat the biscuits you made yourself , the kind with icing on top."

"Okay, I'll make it for you right away." Sure enough, the nurse's attention was immediately diverted.She was about to turn around and go to the kitchen to make some snacks for her young lady, when she suddenly remembered something and slapped herself on the forehead: "Oh, look at my memory!" She said to Rosie, "I almost forgot Yes, your mother asked me to come up to you."

"Huh?" Rosie tilted her head: "What does mother want from me?"

"Madam didn't tell me." She turned around and closed the door again, pulled Rosie up from the bed and pushed Rosie to sit down in front of the dressing table, quickly unraveling her braids and saying, "You look like this It's not good to see her, the nanny is here to help you comb your hair again."

"No need..."

"Why not, your hair is messed up. You are a nasty bad girl who likes to run around and doesn't pay attention to your own image at all." The nanny babbled as she helped her comb her hair again: "You It would be great if it was as quiet and quiet as before, a little bit, only as high as my knees, obediently sitting motionless for an entire afternoon..."

"Are you really talking about me, nanny?" Rosie stuck out her tongue at herself in the mirror: "Why don't I remember when I was so good?"

"I remember everything clearly, how could there be any mistakes." The nurse helped her braid her braids carefully: "At that time, you had just been weaned, and I hugged you, sitting under the dovecote basking in the sun." You were quiet, neither crying nor fussing, just sat obediently in my arms all afternoon. But in the blink of an eye, you are already this big." The nanny put Sinan's hat on for her, and looked in the mirror Looked carefully: "Oh, it's all right."

Rosie rubbed her palm: "Nurse..."

"If Susan was still alive, she would be as old as you." The nurse touched her cheek lovingly: "May God bless all Christian souls. Oh! Susan is with God, it seems I shouldn't have such a child in my life, so I can only be your nanny wholeheartedly."

Rosie didn't speak, but silently held the nurse's hand.

"May God bless you, my dear lady. You are the cutest little baby I have raised in my hands." The nanny lovingly hugged her into her arms: "If I can live long enough to see you marry On the day I went out, I understood my wish."

...Well...then nurse, you must live a long life==...

"Okay, okay, don't keep your mother waiting." The nurse pulled her up from the chair: "My only wish now is to see you get married as soon as possible."

"..."

"Okay," the nanny pulled her up from the chair, "don't keep your mother waiting, she's waiting for you in the reception room downstairs."

Rosie went down the stairs to the door of the small drawing room.She knocked lightly on the door three times, and the door opened quickly.

Generally, the large living room in aristocratic homes is used for balls or large-scale receptions. Men usually go to the study room to talk about things, while the small reception room is for women.This small reception room is very delicately and beautifully decorated: there are decorative oil paintings on the walls, and the naturally hanging curtains are white gauze embroidered with exquisite embroidery, which are slightly lifted by the breeze from time to time.A tea set made of bone china is placed on the rosewood coffee table, and a beautifully carved silver candlestick is placed on the fireplace beside it, with three scented candles with spiral patterns inserted on it.

Rosie closed the door gently, only then did she realize that there were only her and the baroness in the room.

"I let all the maids go out." The baroness motioned her to sit down beside her. "My dear baby, I have some private things to tell you." She said to Rosie: "At the ball tonight Come on, do you know any young talents?"

"..." Rosie's mouth twitched, "...No."

Even if she really wants to meet people...it is estimated that a certain dear friend will not let her do what she wants==.

The baroness looked a little disappointed, but she didn't continue the topic and said nothing more: "Honey, there will be a knight tournament in Rome this year, do you know about it?"

Medieval knight tournaments originated in France. Therefore, the main event in knight tournaments, joust, is also called "French-style combat".By the second half of the 12th century, knight tournaments had spread from France to other countries and regions such as Great Britain.

Before the 13th century, due to the strong military atmosphere, knightly tournaments were bloody and brutal, sometimes even no different from real wars.The form of competition is mainly team battles, and the knights use all officially opened weapons, and the casualty rate is relatively high.But after the 13th century, knight tournaments gradually moved closer to celebrations and "shows".The format of the game has changed to single-player combat, and the weapons used have also changed from sharp weapons to blunt weapons.

For nobles, having at least one knight in the family has become a necessity.The prince of the country must be a knight to inherit the throne.Theoretically speaking, if a nobleman wants to become a knight, he must first go to the upper-level lord's house as a servant boy for several years to exercise his will.However, nobles with status and status rarely practice it.Every few years, in order to celebrate the official title of the knight, the king or the great lord will order to convene a knight tournament.

Juliet's cousin, Tybalt of the Capulet family, was officially named in the last tournament.

"Ah, I know, someone told me." Rosie was a little strange: "Why did you suddenly mention this?"

"We will also attend this year's conference." The baroness said, "So you can start preparing your luggage now. A tailor will come to your house the day after tomorrow, and we need to order a few new dresses for you."

"Eh? Why?" Rosie was even more surprised: "It's just that I don't need to make new skirts for the knight's meeting... and I still have a few skirts that I haven't worn yet."

"No, we need it very much. Because in this tourney, you have to focus on getting to know someone." Speaking of this, the baroness smiled mysteriously, and said word by word: "It's the De Niro family. youngest son, Alco De Niro."

"..."_(:3)/)_help

"He is 20 years old this year, and he is a rare good boy." The baroness continued: "Because he was the youngest son, he failed to inherit the title. But in order to make up for him, the De Niro family will give him a lot of money." Property, if you marry him, you don’t have to worry about suffering.” The baroness patted his hand: “His reputation has always been very good, and the De Niro family’s fief is not far from the city of Verona. It's very convenient. And, most importantly," Mrs. Anderson looked around and whispered in Rosie's ear, "...he is willing to marry."

"..."

Although girls from aristocratic families can inherit the title, they generally change to the title of husband after marriage.In order to inherit their titles, many noblewomen would choose to recruit relatives.

"Besides, I've heard some nasty rumors recently. They actually say you... say you..." Thinking of those unbearable words, the baroness clenched her fists angrily. How could her daughter become an old nun? ! "Do you know the best way to break rumors, Sissy? Just slap those people with facts! Best to slap them until they can't get up!"

...Wait, when did you become so aggressive, Ma Ma? ! =mouth=!

And something seems wrong? =mouth=!

Is she cheating herself! =mouth=!

#Stealing chickens can't lose rice#

#Smart but mistaken by clever#

#点泡泡波点泡#

The baroness took a deep breath to calm herself down.

"After you and I get married, your children will inherit the surname of the Anderson family and the title of the Anderson family." Baroness Anderson sighed softly. "For so many years, we only have one daughter. Although your father doesn't I don't mind, but I always feel sorry for him." Thinking of some scenes with her husband, she showed a moving smile: "If you are willing to marry this De Niro, it would be great It's gone."

"..." Then what, Ma Ma, aren't you afraid that he married me because of his title ==

"Of course, your father and I will never force you to marry anyone." The baroness said, "I just hope that you can take this opportunity to see this man more, and see if he can touch your heart... ...It doesn't matter if it's not him, anyone else can."

"So, for me, and for you." The baroness looked at her with pleading eyes: "Don't refuse me, darling?"