Random quick travel: The paranoid male god wants to force love again

The sound of the arrival of His Royal Highness attracted everyone's attention.

Mrs. Blanchett, Anatasha and Drusella walked out quickly.

Cinderella opened her eyes in the attic, walked to the window, and looked at the team at the door quietly.

Jiang Miao also wore formal clothes today, but the difference was that he was particularly tired today, his face looked a little haggard, and he didn't seem to have had a good rest.

Of course, this does not affect his appearance. Instead, it adds a sense of brokenness to him, making people unable to help but pity him and want to hug him and monopolize him.

Mrs. Blanchett and his two daughters had already appeared in front of Jiang Miao.

They saluted him with great gestures.

Anatasha and Drusella looked at him with intense and wanton eyes.

Jiang Miao frowned slightly, not liking the feeling of being treated like an adulterer, so she glanced at the ministers behind her with a cold face and signaled them to start arranging for the three of them to try on the glass slippers as soon as possible.

The ministers understood the idea and immediately stepped forward as gentlemen, smiling and letting Mrs. Blanchett and the others try it on.

During this period, Jiang Miao always felt like someone was staring at him in the dark, and that kind of physical sight made him a little anxious.

He couldn't help but look around, but he didn't expect to see that familiar face by the attic window.

Jiang Miao's eyes widened in an instant, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

what happened?Why hasn’t Cinderella run away yet? !

Is he crazy? !

Jiang Miao secretly winked at him, hinting that he should hide quickly.

Unexpectedly, Cinderella stared straight at him, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised and a bright smile.

Nima, laugh at your sister!

You should hide from me quickly!

You bastard!

Jiang Miao was so angry that she wanted to curse.

Does this guy have zero IQ?Can't you see that his trip was to lure him out?

Jiang Miao really wanted to punch him for his smiling face.

Thinking about it, he glared at him angrily and tilted his head as if having an epileptic seizure.

Mrs. Blanchett, who caught a glimpse of his strange behavior, asked with concern: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Jiang Miao quickly turned around and smiled calmly: "It's okay, my neck is a little sore, please move around."

Upon hearing this, the minister hurriedly said: "Your Highness, please wait a little longer. We still have the last lady to finish."

Drusella looked at him with a pale face and a stiff expression, smiled shyly, raised her feet and began to try them on.

Everyone held their breath and stared at her feet.

The next moment Drusella put it on.

Her heels just touched the heels of her glass slippers.

Not a single gap.

Not too big not too small just right!

Mrs. Blanchett and Anatasha's mouths were slightly open, their eyes full of disbelief.

Drusella was so happy that she forgot about the pain. She looked at Jiang Miao with red cheeks and her voice was deliberately soft, "Your Highness, I'm sorry to have kept you looking for so long. I was the one who danced with you that day. ."

Jiang Miao looked at her with complicated eyes.

Seeing that he had no reaction, the ministers hurriedly cleared their throats and reminded: "Your Highness, you have found the girl you like. You should be extremely happy."

When Jiang Miao heard his words, she immediately understood that he was warning her not to ruin the queen's plan.

Jiang Miao lowered his head and smiled. He got off his horse and walked to Drusella. He stretched out his hand and looked at her with a smile and affectionate eyes. "Beautiful lady, I finally found you. You don't have to ask for help." I apologize. I should be the one to say sorry. I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. Are you willing to come back to the palace with me?"

Sorry, Cinderella's evil stepsister.

"Yes! Yes!" Drusella wiped her hands excitedly, and just as she was about to put her hand on his, a gloomy voice suddenly came from the attic, "Wait a minute."