The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 163 You Are Not Cinderella (33)

Qiao Rong stayed in the palace for three days.

During this period, Prince Aldrich never came to see her.

If the maid hadn't told her the prince's instructions every day when she came to deliver her meals, Qiao Rong would have suspected that the prince had forgotten her.

Soon came the fourth day, the day of the dance.

Since the afternoon, many maids have entered Qiao Rong's room, pulling Qiao Rong to sit in front of the vanity mirror to help her dress up meticulously.

Qiao Rong also gradually became anxious.

According to what the prince told the maid to pass on to her these days, he wanted to announce his marriage to her that night.

Absolutely not.

It is impossible for her to be his princess.

Qiu Rong felt that he could not appear at the dance, and had to escape during the chaos tonight.

While she was thinking, she let the maid put her into a dress like a puppet on strings.

The dress is golden, and every stitching is just right and exquisite. When the hem of the skirt sways, the hem is flowing with dazzling light.

Luxurious.

It is also to show her noble status to everyone.

After the maid helped her dress up, she respectfully said, "Miss Field, please wait here patiently for a while. After the ball starts, His Royal Highness will send someone to pick you up."

Qiao Rong didn't say a word.

The maid immediately left the room and closed the door.

Then there was the sound of the door lock falling again.

Qiao Rong sat in front of the mirror for a while, then suddenly turned her eyes to the big wardrobe in the room.

In the past few days, even though he knew she couldn't go out, Prince Aldrich still sent people many gorgeous dresses, filling the entire wardrobe.

Qiao Rong thought for a while, then walked to the balcony and looked into the distance.

It seems that many well-dressed ladies and ladies have begun to enter the palace one after another.

It looks like the dance is about to start.

She didn't close the balcony door, but walked directly back to the room, stood in front of the closet, paused, then got in without hesitation, buried herself behind a pile of clothes, then tidied up a little, and let Nothing seems to have changed.

I don't know how long I waited, and there was some movement outside.

Qiao Rong hurriedly held her breath, her back pressed tightly against the inside of the closet, but her heart was beating heavily.

After waiting for a few minutes, the footsteps outside gradually became chaotic, seeming to circle around the room, and then stopped in front of the closet.

Qiao Rong pressed her lips tightly.

The man opened the wardrobe and moved some clothes slightly. Qiao Rong felt that the buttons of several clothes rubbed against her face.

The man just fiddled with it a little and found nothing unusual, so he closed the cabinet door again and left.

Qiao Rong waited quietly for several minutes, and when there was no movement in the room, he took a breath and sat down with his knees hugged.

……

The ball officially started. Aldrich dressed up, lifted his blond hair on his forehead, walked down the steps on the second floor with a smile, and entered the banquet hall.

There was a burst of cheers and applause in the hall, as well as shy exclamations from some women.

Aldrich just performed the gentlemanly etiquette gracefully, blinked his charming eyes gently, and then signaled the ball to officially begin, hoping that everyone could enjoy tonight's ball to the fullest.

All the young girls in the hall looked at him expectantly, hoping to be lucky enough to be invited by the prince to dance with him.

But Aldrich's mind was not on them.

He gestured to a servant beside him with his eyes, and the servant took the order and left.

Aldrich held a glass of red wine in his hand, watching the lively scene in the hall, and occasionally exchanged greetings with a few nobles.

After about half an hour, the attendant ran back in a panic, approached Aldrich, and said something in a low voice.

Aldridge frowned suddenly as he listened: "... disappeared?"

"Yes, Your Highness, I have searched every corner of the room, and there is no sign of Miss Field anywhere. Only the balcony door is open."

Aldrich frowned deeply when he heard this: "That's the sixth floor."

"This……"

The attendant was also a little at a loss.

Aldrich suddenly narrowed his eyes, pondered for a few seconds, and said in a gloomy voice: "Look, search the whole palace for me. I don't believe she is so capable and can escape here."

The attendant was stunned for a second, then hurriedly bowed his head and left in a hurry.

The dance continued, and the prince was smiling gracefully, but his mood was extremely irritable.

He really couldn't figure it out. He was so handsome, charming and of noble status. How could there be any woman who didn't like him?

There must be a limit to playing hard to get.

(End of this chapter)