Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

Chapter 154 Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister (2)

Zhang Luan: "Oh my God! Is it the production field in the north that cooperates with the Imperial City?"

The stepmother looked very excited. She lifted up her fluffy skirts gracefully and walked quickly to the housekeeper: "Speak quickly!"

The butler responded: "Yes, my dear countess."

"Oh~" The stepmother quickly turned her head, and in just a moment, she forgot the unpleasantness of seeing Cinderella just now.

"Come, my dear daughters, it is our turn to visit this ancient and magnificent castle."

Bai Nuannuan followed suit and performed an elegant aristocratic salute, imitating the movements of Dusula next to her.

Lifting up the fluffy skirt, the housekeeper respectfully led the maids to retreat to both sides, as well as Cinderella, who looked timid and timid just now.

Sensing that the white bird hidden in her sleeve was about to move, Bai Nuannuan quietly pushed it inside.

What her mother, Mrs. Termani, hates most is the black hair that represents the lowest status and the dirty and chattering animals.

When walking past Cinderella, Bai Nuannuan deliberately reached out and lifted the brim of some gauze hats. After seeing her eyes, the little girl seemed to have been extremely wronged and quickly and nimbly hid behind the housekeeper. .

……never mind.

*

Mrs. Termani was like a dancing butterfly. Together with Drusula, they walked around the entire castle without getting tired.

Words of praise that represent surprise kept coming out of his mouth.

"Anatasha! Why are you like a lonely madman, why don't you take a tour of this beautiful castle with us?"

The silver spoon and the porcelain bowl made a crisp sound when they collided. Bai Nuannuan, who didn't eat anything all the way because of meeting the earl today, said, "I declined."

A mouthful of oatmeal and a mouthful of milk, Bai Nuannuan ate soullessly.

Mrs. Termani glared at her: "You kid really don't know how to appreciate beauty!"

The three of them, mother and daughter, were chatting leisurely in the restaurant. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the restaurant, and then a timid female voice came.

"Is it Mrs. Termani?"

Mrs. Termani, who was in a good mood, gracefully picked up a cup of coffee and shouted: "Come in."

The next second, when she saw Cinderella in a maid uniform, covered in gray, Mrs. Termani's mood became extremely bad at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thin little girl's voice sounded like she was about to cry: "Mother... mother."

"To shut up!"

Mrs. Termani instantly became furious, and the coffee cup was suddenly placed on the tray, making a dull sound: "Look at your lowly appearance, are you worthy of being my daughter!"

Cinderella flinched, then bowed her head very obediently, and responded in a low voice: "Yes, Mrs. Termani."

"I took a look just now. The woodshed in the east attic is quite clean." After hearing her reply, Mrs. Termani's mood barely improved. "From today on, you can move there."

"Yes……"

"Looking at your shabby appearance, someone who didn't know would have thought you were a maid. How embarrassing is it for the earl?!"

Mrs. Termani screamed loudly and waved to the maid who was waiting on the side: "Go and invite Mr. Solo from the town. His tailoring skills are the best."

"Okay, ma'am."

Cinderella raised her head in surprise, seemingly shocked by Mrs. Termani's sudden act of kindness.

"Anatasha! Have you brought my newly made gold skirt? Tomorrow is Mrs. Gure's birthday party, so we can't be embarrassed!"

Bai Nuannuan drank the last mouthful of milk. The feeling of hunger gradually dissipated, and she stopped eating.

He nodded to Mrs. Termani and said, "Take it with you, and the maid put it in the room."

"Mother! Do you want to take this lowly daughter with you?" Dusula asked in an extremely exaggerated voice, and flew in front of them like a butterfly.

He made no secret of his disgust and disgust towards Cinderella.

"Looking at her black hair, one doesn't know what a humble commoner her mother is!"

"You have talked enough today," Mrs. Termani warned with a displeased look on her face, "Drsula, if you have the skills, learn from your sister and practice your dance steps. .”

While they were not paying attention, Cinderella was secretly taken down by the maid, preparing to pack up her things and move them to the woodshed to the east.

Watching Cinderella leave, Bai Nuannuan stood up again: "I'm sorry, mother, I can't go to Mrs. Gul's birthday party tomorrow."

"Why, my dear daughter?"

Bai Nuannuan smiled and smiled very sweetly at Mrs. Termani: "I sprained my foot because of dance practice."

"Oh……"

Mrs. Termani's face was full of sadness.

*

With the maid leading the way, Bai Nuannuan successfully found her room.

The decoration is exquisite, and even the mattress has several layers and is as soft as the ten-layer mattress that the Princess and the Pea sleeps on in the fairy tale.

"If necessary, Miss Anatasha, you can ring the bedside bell."

Bai Nuannuan smiled at her: "Okay."

The maid, who was dazzled by her smile, hurriedly exited the room.

After walking out of the room, his eyes were still distracted.

The head maid who came out of the restaurant carrying a dinner plate was very confused: "Martha, what's wrong with you?"

When Martha's name was called, she quickly held her blushing face and couldn't help being amazed and sighing in her voice: "Miss Anatasha is so beautiful, she is indeed the most beautiful girl in Yoknapata. !”

The head maid smiled: "Don't forget that you still have to help Miss Cinderella move things. Go quickly."

Martha reacted suddenly and nodded repeatedly: "I'll go right away!"

As soon as I stepped onto the spiral staircase, there was a rush of footsteps above my head.

Martha looked up in great confusion and asked curiously: "Who is there?"

"Maybe it's the little squirrels in the attic," the head maid reminded specifically. "The new Mrs. Termani doesn't like these little animals. You should pay special attention when cleaning."

"I know."

She hurriedly trotted all the way to the attic. After closing the attic door in a hurry, the little girl slowly squatted down with her back against the attic door.

His eyes, as clear as grapes, now revealed a rich sadness.

Sobbing slowly and quietly, with tears in her eyes, she stared at the window in the attic.

As far as the eye could see, there was a green forest, and there was no one on the path. There was no trace of the Earl's father, whom the little girl missed so much.

"Squeak-"

"Squeak-"

I don’t know how long it took, but a rustling noise reached the little girl’s ears.