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

"Call-"

The old coachman pulled the reins, and the two horses stopped and continued walking.

"count!"

With an extremely excited voice, Bai Nuannuan listened to the sound in her ears, and she endured it again and again before raising her hands to cover her ears.

Mrs. Termani, who had been dressing up carefully since five o'clock in the morning, now fluttered in the direction of the carriage like a butterfly.

Mrs. Termani jumped halfway, then stopped abruptly and stood there awkwardly.

The person who got off the carriage first was not the count that Mrs. Termani had longed for.

The golden, satin-like hair made the man in front of him look very fair, and his amber pupils were very attractive. The monocle was placed on his left eye, making him look particularly elegant and noble.

The man stretched out his hand slowly, and the carriage boy helped him down obediently.

The person who walked out behind him was the real Earl.

"It's a god fragment!"

Bai Nuannuan was almost certain when she saw the eyes of the person in front of her.

Now I hear Hong Ling's voice in my mind, and I don't know why I suddenly feel nervous.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Dusula and Cinderella. Without exception, seeing such a gentleman and beautiful Baron for the first time, they were all dumbfounded.

Dusula, in particular, stood shyly behind Mrs. Termani.

"This is Earl Hodgson, a good friend who came back from the production fields in the north with me this time."

Hodgson behaved like a gentleman and gracefully saluted all the ladies present and put his hand wearing a deerskin glove on his left shoulder: "It's an honor to meet all of you beautiful ladies."

Mrs. Termani looked elated and quickly turned around to introduce him: "This is my second daughter Dusula. The beautiful and elegant girl next to her is my eldest daughter, Anatasha!"

Countless words of praise rushed from Mrs. Tamani's mouth to Bai Nuannuan in an instant.

Hearing this, Hodgson glanced over indifferently, and when he saw Bai Nuannuan, he still had that polite and distant smile on his face.

He nodded slightly at her to show that he had said hello.

When he looked at Dusula again, he had the same expression, as if nothing could move him.

"This is my little girl."

The earl smiled and called out Cinderella who was hiding at the back. Under the intervention of the powerful plane law, the earl selectively ignored Cinderella's rough clothes.

"Cinderella is a kind and good girl, innocent and romantic."

Hodgson frowned slightly, but soon relaxed it, so fast that it seemed like Bai Nuannuan's illusion.

"It's an honor to meet such a beautiful and kind lady."

Surprisingly, Hodgson showed great care and concern for Cinderella.

But he is not a prince.

Bai Nuannuan couldn't help but murmured a few words in her heart, but Mrs. Termani moved faster than she thought.

He strode forward, pulled the bewildered Cinderella aside, and turned to face Hodgson, his face changed again.

"It's too impolite to let guests stand outside the door. Earl, Earl Hodgson, let's go in quickly. This morning Antanasa asked the head maid to make pumpkin soup, saying that she wanted to warm up the Earl when he came back. !”

Hearing this, the earl looked surprised, and then looked at Bai Nuannuan with great relief. When he saw her blond hair, his kindness became much more sincere: "What a kind and good girl."

Bai Nuannuan twitched the corners of her lips and smiled perfectly: "It's fine if Father likes it."

In fact, it had nothing to do with her at all, it was all Mrs. Tamani's order.

only……

Why is the "kind and good girl" that the count calls like wholesale, so why is it so worthless?

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Deep in the black forest, a man was reaching out to pick a brightly colored flower.

Exceptionally beautiful flowers are invariably poisonous.

The man also knew this truth very well. His eyes could not hide the excitement that he was eager to try. Then he tried hard to hide it, turned around and called his name: "Roger!"

Emma, ​​who was getting water from the river, heard the voice and walked quickly with a smile on her face: "Prince Henry."

"Look, how beautiful this flower is," the man smiled and placed the flower in his hand next to Emma's temple, "how beautiful it is."

Being looked at by such gentle eyes, Emma blushed repeatedly, lowered her head quickly, and coyly said: "Prince Henry! Please stop making such jokes."

"Flowers and beauty, what a beautiful thing."

Prince Henry smiled and tidied Emma's black hair around her ears. When she lowered her head shyly, there was a flash of disgust and disgust in his eyes.

A lowly black-haired commoner.

Emma's cheeks were red, and as soon as she opened her mouth to say something, Prince Henry took the kettle in her hand and said, "How can you let such a beautiful lady do manual labor?"

The extremely gentle and comforting words made Emma's heart pound like a deer, and she fell more and more in love with the Prince Henry in front of her.

"But...Prince Henry," Emma looked hesitant, and her little sense allowed her to say what was on her lips, "Baron Pooley specifically asked me to take good care of Prince Henry when he arrived in the North Forest. "

When he said the words "Baron Pooley", the gray-haired Baron suddenly appeared in Prince Henry's mind.

The already irritable mood immediately became more impetuous.

Prince Henry couldn't suppress his emotions at all, and he secretly pulled out the emerald dagger hidden in his sleeve.

"Of course, beautiful Miss Emma."

He said it so gently.

But in the next second, Emma's expression suddenly changed, and a crazy cramping pain came from her stomach, which made her subconsciously want to squat down.

His shoulders were suddenly caught and balanced, and before he could even say a word, white light flashed in front of his eyes.

The cold dagger had severely scratched Emma's proud face.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The crisis of disfigurement kept spinning in Emma's mind.

Prince Henry, who disliked her for being noisy, cut off her tongue expressionlessly in the next second and sprayed blood on his face, which made him change his expression.

He threw away his hand in disgust, his face full of unconcealable disgust.

"It's filthy."

Those four words made Emma feel like she was struck by lightning.

Her whole body was convulsing with pain, and she stared at the duplicitous man in front of her with fear and horror.

Prince Henry, who was always known as gentle and considerate, was now like a cruel and bloody executioner, telling all about his disgust for her at this moment.

In less than 10 minutes, Emma died completely.

With the water Emma brought before she died, Prince Henry washed the blood-stained hands.