I mixed up a bunch of fake fairy tales [Comprehensive fairy tale gl]

Attracted Zhou Tong's attention.

Seeing her looking over, the little white mouse pointed to the head it hit just now, and squeaked again.

Zhou Tong didn't understand what it meant, and looked at it with a dazed expression.

The little white mouse was anxious, squeaked several times, and finally lay down on her hand, and rubbed the injured part on her hand.

Then there was a very light, like a very comfortable creaking sound.

Zhou Tong tentatively stretched out his other hand and stroked its head twice. The little white mouse's body became softer, and it took the initiative to stick a sticker on her hand.

She felt a little funny, so she wanted to let herself touch her head?

Chapter 13 ([-])

When I woke up the next day, the little white mouse that slept on the table last night was gone.

She searched around the house, but found no sign of the little white mouse.

It appears that it ran away.

Zhou Tong felt a little regretful, he finally found something more interesting, even though it was just a mouse, it was better than spending the next few weeks here alone.

But after all, this mouse was not raised by himself, so it was good to be with him for so long.

Zhou Tong woke up naturally, and his body has formed the habit of getting up early.

Not long after dawn, she woke up automatically, which was more useful than having an alarm clock in her ear.

Zhou Tong lifted the quilt and got out of bed, a new day began, and so did her work.

The period from morning to noon is the busiest time for Cinderella. She has to clean the house, wash and dry the clothes that Lan Xin and the others changed last night, and there are a bunch of other busy things to do.

So she has no time to go back to the house.

When the whole house was lit up by the sun, there was a sound in the house.

The little white mouse came out of the hole, poohed twice towards the air, spit out the dust that had crawled up and sucked into its mouth just now, then turned around, held the bag in its mouth, and dragged the bag behind it out of the hole. come out.

The mouse hole is small, so the bag is also mini.

It sat down on the ground in exhaustion, took two deep breaths, stood up, and slowly dragged the bag to the middle of the room.

After it was done, it raised its head and squeaked twice towards the bed.

After waiting for a while, no one responded to it.

The little white mouse had no choice but to drop the bag, grab the edge of the quilt hanging down on the bed, and climb up.

When it saw that the bed was empty, it squeaked, a little disappointed.

……

Zhou Tong was busy all morning and half afternoon, and finally finished everything that should be done.

Lan Xin is busy buying all kinds of cosmetics and exquisite clothes and accessories. The prom is half a month later. Before that, she has to dress her two daughters in the most exquisite appearance, so that the chances of winning will be greater.

In the past, no matter how clean Zhou Tong cleaned up, she could always pick out all kinds of thorns.

Now she has no time to pay attention to her at all, not only Lan Xin is happy, Zhou Tong is also happy and relaxed.

Zhou Qian was not at all interested in Lan Xin's proposal, but she also didn't want her ears to be tortured by Lan Xin's loud voice every day.

So the two finally made a deal, and Zhou Qian set aside an hour every day. During this time, all she had to do was to let Lan Xin play with her.

An hour was the longest time Zhou Qian could tolerate.

Zhou Ruo, like Lan Xin, is very interested in dancing.

It's just that Lan Xin hopes that she can marry the prince, but she just thinks that being able to see the face of the legendary prince is enough.

She didn't dare to think about anything else.

But she didn't say these words to anyone, she has always been obedient and obedient.

Seeing Zhou Tong who was heading to his room after packing up, Zhou Ruo who was being dragged by Lan Xin to try on various dresses suddenly said, "Mother, can every girl be able to attend the ball?"

Lanxin's attitude towards Zhou Ruo is the best.

Among the two daughters, the youngest daughter is the most obedient and looks better. If there is no accident, the chance of being selected is better than Zhou Qian.

She said softly, "Yes."

"So, can Cinderella go?"

Zhou Ruo was called Zhou Tong at the beginning, but at some point, Lan Xin even took away the name, and she asked everyone to call Zhou Tong Cinderella.

And she herself would only call her a dirty girl.

Because people who are always covered with dust on their clothes and bodies are not worthy of their own names.

"What did she go to? It's so dirty, and she will be kicked out if she goes there. Well, let's not talk about her, which one do you like? I think the blue one is more suitable for you."

As soon as Zhou Tong was mentioned, Lan Xin's expression became colder.

Zhou Ruo accepted it as soon as he saw it, and didn't express any opinions on what she said just now, but followed her words and began to compare them seriously.

……

Zhou Tong didn't notice the little white mouse who was lying on his bed, sleeping in a corner of the quilt with his eyes closed and covered by the quilt.

She walked towards the window, but when she was halfway there, she realized that she seemed to have stepped on something.

Looking down, there were bright yellow stains splashed on the floor beside the shoes.

Judging by the appearance of the stain, it seems to be a piece of cheese.

Zhou Tong raised his foot and confirmed that it was cheese.

The cheese that was originally placed in a small bag was squeezed into a ball with the flat bag when she stepped on it.

Just as Zhou Tong pulled the bag away from the bottom of his feet, a sharp creaking sound suddenly sounded from the other side of the bed.

She was startled, and turned her head to look, the little white mouse who didn't know when it woke up was standing by the bed, with black eyes staring straight at her.

It blinked, and Zhou Tong seemed to see a drop of fine tears flowing down from its eye socket.

The little white mouse turned around and pointed its butt at her, looking angry.

Zhou Tong realized who brought this piece of cheese that suddenly appeared, and she didn't care about the cheese residue still sticking to the bottom of her feet, so she walked over and squatted down so that she and the mouse could be on the same level.

This white mouse has a soul.

This is the only thing she can be sure of now. Maybe the fairy sees the difference of this white mouse, which makes it one of the supporting characters described in the story.

Zhou Tong stretched out his hand, as before, to the little white mouse's head, and was about to touch it lightly, but the obedient little white mouse refused to let her touch it.

A second before her hand touched her head, she raised her short legs as if she had a sense, and moved forward slightly.

Just like a girlfriend who has been wronged and is having a fight.

Zhou Tong felt that his description of the white mouse was very weird, but somehow he felt it was very appropriate.

She must have been dazed.

Even more bewildered at the back, she said like crazy, "I'm sorry, I didn't see anything under my feet."

The little white mouse squeaked, and there was a sense of humming in it.

Zhou Tong scratched his head, my white mouse is angry, how can I coax it, hurry up, wait online 24 hours a day!

After being quiet for a while, the little white mouse couldn't help it.

Pu Chi Pu Chi turned around and saw her at a loss, as if satisfied, he leaned over and rubbed her palms.

"You forgive me?"

This scene is very weird. If he is not in a fairy tale world, Zhou Tong also wonders if he has delusional disorder.

But she also had a feeling that this white mouse was different, it must not be an ordinary white mouse.

The little white mouse groaned and squeaked, and lay still in her hand.

Zhou Tong held it in his palm, put it in front of his face, stared at it, and asked, "Can you understand me?"

The body of the little white mouse seemed to tremble, but it seemed like nothing.

It was lazily lying on its stomach, looking at her with black eyes, and looked innocent and couldn't understand anything.

Zhou Tong patted her head, and she just said, this white mouse is at most spiritual, but not so miraculous that it can understand human speech.

Chapter 14 (V)

One week before the ball, the prince's closest servant was sent out of the palace for two purposes. One was to make statistics on the number of school-age girls across the country, and the other was to send out the invitation letter.

When she was sent to Zhou Tong's house, she was sitting at the door sewing clothes.

The sun shone down warmly, and she was bathed in the warm sun, with her head slightly lowered, her thick black hair hanging down behind her, and a few strands of hair hanging down to her shoulders, like an oil painting with simple colors.

Gentle as water, quiet and elegant.

Zhou Tong sewed a small pocket inside the left chest of his clothes, about the size of the mouse, allowing it to lie in the pocket.

The carriage stopped on the road, and because of its exquisite style, it attracted the attention of people around it.

But the noble ones are a bit out of place here, so no one dares to get close to observe it.

The carriage came to a complete stop, and a second later, a young man in court uniform came down from the carriage.

Shen Shuo walked towards Zhou Tong step by step with steady steps, until he stopped in front of her, Zhou Tong realized the arrival of the other party, and raised his head suddenly.

Her messy face couldn't hide her clear and bright eyes like lake water. The two of them looked at each other, and there was a trace of daze in Shen Shuo's eyes, but they immediately returned to softness with training.

His voice carried a sense of natural dignity, but did not appear arrogant, "Hi Miss, is your father at home?"

Before Zhou Tong opened his mouth, Lan Xin, who heard the news, had already hurried out of the house.

She straightened her bangs, pulled out a decent and generous smile, and even her voice was less aggressive than usual, and she looked extremely gentle.

"Hello, I am the hostess of this house."

……

Zhou Tong was caught upstairs.

You don't even need to mend clothes that haven't been patched yet.

She leaned on the railing and looked down. It seemed that Lan Xin and Shen Shuo had already communicated. The young man took out two invitation letters from the servant following behind him and handed them to Lan Xin.

Obviously, of the two invitation letters, one was from Zhou Qian and the other was from Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Tong himself has no interest in the ball, but Cinderella is.

So as soon as she got back to the room, she took the waking mouse out of her pocket.

He squeezed it and turned it around, and finally put it on his bed.

Zhou Tong squatted down and looked at it, thought for a while, and asked it to test, "Can you take me into the palace?"

The little white mouse didn't respond. It squeaked and blinked, as if it didn't understand anything.

Zhou Tong turned his mind, imagining what Cinderella would do, and in the next second, the expression on his face changed.

She sighed heavily, her expression darkened.

"My sisters can all be invited to the ball in the palace, and I want to go too, but I know my mother won't agree. If there is someone who can help me enter the palace to attend the ball, that would be great."

Zhou Tong said these words in a decent manner, and stared at the little white mouse without blinking. Seeing that its expression seemed to have really changed a little, he was slightly relieved.

If this white mouse is that magical mouse, then another heroine in this story should appear soon.

……

As a result, Zhou Tong waited until dark, even going to bed, and the legendary fairy hadn't appeared yet.

Usually the mice go home about an hour after dark.

Thinking that the time was coming, she put the mouse on the ground, afraid that the mouse would forget, and said again, "It would be great if there was someone who could help me enter the palace to attend the ball."

The little white mouse walked very slowly today. Usually, when she put it on the ground, it crawled back into the hole quickly.

But today it stayed in place for a while before lifting its feet and walking slowly towards the entrance of the cave.

Zhou Tong stared at it with burning eyes, all her hopes were on the little white mouse.

The little white mouse walked into the hole and turned to look at Zhou Tong again.

Seeing Zhou Tong looking very expectant, he groaned angrily, went back into the hole, and disappeared.

Zhou Tong felt that it was stable!

The fairy will surely appear tomorrow.

……

The next day, as soon as Zhou Tong opened his eyes, he couldn't wait to inspect the room, but there was no change in the room.

She searched around where she could see, but she didn't find the invitation letter that should have been sent by the fairy.

In the end, Zhou Tong gave up searching and asked the system directly in his mind.

[001, did the fairy send me an invitation letter? 】

[Sorry for the host, the plot of "received the invitation" has not been triggered. 】

【Did that fairy secretly visit me last night? 】

[Sorry for the host, the plot of "Meeting a Fairy for the First Time" has not been triggered. 】

Zhou Tong cut off the communication with the system, frowning, wondering what might be wrong.

Could it be that this white mouse is not that magical white mouse?

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind. In fairy tales, the coachman was a squirrel, but the one who played with her these days was a white mouse, so from the beginning, she was wrong.

Zhou Tong thought it through clearly, and instantly became wilted again.

Where does she have to find that squirrel? If she doesn't find the squirrel, won't the fairy appear?

Where did her protagonist halo go?

……

Compared with the fact that the fairy did not send the invitation letter, the sudden disappearance of the mouse made Zhou Tong feel a little at a loss and lost.

Usually, when she came upstairs after finishing the housework, the little white mouse would always obediently wait on her bed.

But today, after she finished all the work, she couldn't even find the little white mouse.

【001, where did the mouse go?Will not be eaten by snakes. 】

[Host, this object is not within the scope of the plot, and its current location cannot be detected. 】

The system is still useless, and Zhou Tong wants to curse again.

Finally, she knelt down in front of the mouse's hole, put her head close to the mouse's hole, and stared into it.

The hole was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

She yelled into the hole, "Why don't you come today? Is something wrong?"

Called a few times, no response.

Zhou Tong gave up, and now, she doesn't even have her only friend.

……

The little white mouse really disappeared from that day on.

Zhou Tong waited for two days, but nothing came.

Although she was a little sad, she cheered up again. She had to think of other ways to get help from the fairy.

After all, getting help from the fairy is the main task, and she can only leave here after completing the main task.

After making up her mind, every night before falling asleep, she would close her eyes and say something very piously in the dark, "Good fairy, if you can hear my sincere greetings, please come out to see me and help me. Help me poor man, Amen."

Zhou Tong would say this sentence every night, but it was no surprise, every time he woke up, there would be no surprises.

After a week, the main event finally came.

Tomorrow is the dance.

It seems that because of this, the town is much more lively than before.

Everyone is discussing what attitude they will take to the ball tomorrow, and secretly comparing themselves with their competitors.

Lan Xin was no exception. She dragged her two daughters around in the neighborhood, unconsciously revealing an air of arrogance as if she was about to become the mother of a princess.

There are so many girls in the town, Zhou Qian and Zhou Ruo are the prettiest.

So she is confident that the prince will definitely take a fancy to one of them.