Quick Travel: The Fox Ancestor has the wrong male protagonist again

Being chased everywhere outside the Duke's Mansion, Xiao Hui brought the mice back to the attic.

They first found Cinderella: "Cinderella, we want to tell you good news. In return, you have to give us the attic."

"What good news do you want first?"

Xiao Hui: "No! You have to agree first so that I can tell you. Otherwise, you will just wait to be played by the devil!"

Bai Leng sneered and said nothing, turned and walked towards the garden.

Xiao Hui hurriedly stopped: "I said, the prince is going to hold a ball and choose the most beautiful and dancing girl as the princess. This is a good opportunity for you, but the devil Bratchett didn't tell you, only give it to your sisters. I have prepared a new dress. If he really likes you, he will definitely take you there, but he didn't tell you, which means he doesn't really mean it. Cinderella, we are the only ones who really like you."

They wander in many places. Poor people's homes are too dirty for mice to live in, and there is no delicious bread.Rich people keep cats in their homes, and they can't get in.

After much thought, I returned to Cinderella's attic.

Fortunately, they knew the news that Cinderella didn't know.

Bai Lenglen made a disappointed expression, and said distressedly: "But, I already know this news, is there anything else you guys don't know about me?"

The mice looked at each other and after some discussion: "Do you want to go to the dance? We can help you by lending us the attic."

"OK then!"

The little mouse stole the invitation letter for Bai Lengleng. One person and one mouse gathered around the table to write and draw, and changed the name of the invitation letter to Cinderella.

Xiao Hui: "The invitation is done, now we need to find you a beautiful dress and shoes. Cinderella, what color dress do you like."

Bai Lenglen likes purple, but Cinderella likes blue.

"I like blue, Xiao Hui, thank you, you are so kind to me!"

A group of rats raised their chests: "It's good to know!"

At night, Bai Lenglen carefully hid the invitation under the pillow.

Facing Blanchett, her eyes were evasive: "Mother, I'm going to sleep first."

Without waiting for Blanchett's reaction, Bai Lenglen lay on the bed with a faint smile on her lips, squinting her eyes and pretending to sleep.

Blanchett's breathing became softer, and she took out the invitation from under the pillow with a worried look on her face.

Poor little girl wants to go to the prom. Does she know what the prom is about?

She also wants to marry a prince?Or do you want to escape from here?

Blanchett's hand holding the invitation tightened unconsciously, and the invitation spontaneously ignited in her hand and turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

When the first ray of sunlight shone down in the morning, Bai Lengleng got up, put on his clothes, and tiptoed out of the room.

Blanchett opened her eyes as Cinderella closed the door.

In the garden, Cinderella danced among the flowers under the early morning light. The flowers bloomed, as if attracted by Cinderella's dance, they kept swaying.

With her elegant dancing posture and sweet smile, Cinderella is made even more beautiful by the flowers.

The little mice gathered together and cheered: "Cinderella, Cinderella, you are the most beautiful Cinderella. The prince will definitely like you and let you be his princess."

The magpies flew over and chirped, making Cinderella's smile even sweeter.

Blanchett came out from the corner, and the magpies surrounding Cinderella flew away in fear. Seeing this, the little mouse also ran away in fear.

Blanchett's face was expressionless and her voice was cold: "Cinderella, you are very naughty. Do you want to attend the prince's ball? It's a pity that I won't let you go."

Bai Lengleng's sweet smile disappeared and she showed her favor: "Mother, sisters can go, I want to go too. And I also received an invitation."

"They are them, and you are you. You don't have a beautiful dress or nice dancing shoes. The knight will not let you attend the ball. Also, your invitation has been burned by me. You can't go."

Bai Lengleng froze and ran into Blanchett's room barefooted without even bothering to put on her shoes.

He hurriedly turned over the pillows, quilts, and finally everything on the bed.

No invitation found.

"That's my invitation, why do you burn it?" Cinderella's eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness.

Blanchett's eyes flashed slightly: "Why don't you call me mother? Don't you like to be good? Why don't you continue."

The little pity has been pretending, but this is the first time he expresses his dissatisfaction.The little poor girl had always resisted his kisses, but even so, she had been enduring it silently.

Now it was just an invitation letter burned, since it forced her to show her true colors.

Blanchett doesn't like playthings that are too well-behaved, and he likes those who are rebellious.

He liked to see the fawning smile on her face, and he also liked to see her unable to struggle, wanting to resist but unable to resist.

Blanchett's reaction was so calm that it made Bai Lengleng feel like he had punched cotton with his fist.

"I'm pretending to be good just to get what I want from you. What I want has been destroyed, so why should I keep pretending? You and your daughter are both robbers. You have occupied my home and will Take away everything that belongs to me. Do you think I will really like you? My liking for you and your cuteness are all just an act. You make me disgusted and disgusting."

Blanchett was silent for a moment: "If you don't like Anatasha and Dusula, I can send them out immediately. I guarantee that they will never appear in front of you."

"Don't you understand? I not only hate them, but I also hate you. Don't you know how to do magic? I already hate you, but you still won't kill me?"

Bai Lengleng frantically tested Blanchett's bottom line.

If her guess is correct, Blanchett will be the reincarnation of the emperor and the world's leading man.

Although the emperor was not a very good person, he was pretty good to her.

Of course, the prerequisite is to shut his mouth.

"No. I like you. If you want to make trouble, make trouble! I won't let you go to the dance." Blanchett walked out, leaving the room to the poor little guy who needed to vent.

He knew all about the conversation between Little Poor and the mice, but he just didn't want to care about it. He just wanted to destroy Little Poor's hope bit by bit.

He wanted to let the little pitiful girl know that she could only stay in the Duke's Mansion, and could only stay by his side, Bratchett.

Pretending to be good?He wanted her to become really good, to wear off her claws bit by bit, so that she could only be his.

For many days, Bai Lenglen hid in the small attic, hanging out with a group of mice.

Blanchett looked at the empty seats at the table with an unhappy expression.

"Where's Cinderella? Still don't want to come down for dinner?"

The maid nodded respectfully: "Yes, madam. Miss Cinderella didn't want to go downstairs, and she didn't eat the bread that was brought in."

Blanchett looked even more unhappy, even a little irritable.

It’s just an invitation, so why are you starving yourself?The prince is so good that these girls want to marry him?

Blanchett did not eat the bread on the table, but got up and returned to the room.

Anatasha looked at Dusula with a smile: "Did you see that? Mother has no patience with Cinderella. As long as we behave, the young lady of the Duke's Palace will still be the two of us, and she has nothing to do with Cinderella."

Dusula nodded, smiling broadly.