I am the only prince in the whole fairy tale continent

Her skin is as white as snow, her lips are as red as blood, her hair is as black as an ebony window frame, and more importantly, "[Snow White (Princess)]" is written on her head.

So, why is Snow White a man?The two princesses I met in a row were both men. The princesses on the mainland are not all princesses who are writing princesses, but they are actually princes.

Thinking about it, I felt that my dream was a bit shattered. When I read fairy tales before, Snow couldn't help thinking that I was a prince, marrying a beautiful princess and going to the pinnacle of life.After transmigrating to the Fairy Tale Land, it is true that I have become a prince, but the princesses...maybe even bigger than me when I take them out.

Miserable and miserable.

"Hi, may I help you?" Snow White looked at them with a smile.

"Huh? Well," Snow came back to his senses and smiled back, "My friend and I rushed here and wanted to stay for one night."

Snow White was a little distressed: "I'm just a guest who came here to play. The house owners have all gone out, so I can't make a decision on my own."

"So that's it, I'm sorry to bother you, let's say goodbye..."

Before Snow could finish his sentence, Snow White interrupted him and invited them to enter the house for a rest: "Since you are here, you two gentlemen, please come in and have a rest. The house owners are very enthusiastic people. I'll mind. If you want to stay, you can ask them after they come back."

It goes without saying who is the owner of the wooden house where Snow White stayed. Snow thought for a while, but did not refuse, and called Abulin over. After tying the horse under a big tree, Snow carried the cat and Abulin into the house. Room.

Sure enough, it was the wooden house where the seven dwarfs lived, and the furniture was very small. Snow White put the wooden stools together, asked them to sit down, and made them a pot of black tea.

Snow picked up the small teacup with his little finger up, and drank it in one gulp.He took out a small bag of milk cakes from the storage ring and handed it to Snow White as a thank you gift.

When Milk saw it, he scratched his paw angrily.Smelly Snow, always touch my milk cake!

"Thank you." Snow White accepted it in surprise. He picked up a piece and took a sip, holding his face and said happily, "This is delicious, I like it very much."

Pfft, Snow felt an arrow shot in his heart.

Although he is a boy, he is so cute!Delicate and soft, and more importantly, shorter than him!Snow secretly wondered if he could develop something with Snow White.

Ablin stared at the scene in front of him, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

It seems that I haven't played with toys that I am addicted to, and I want to run away.Ablin's fingers moved slightly, and finally lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Snow scratched his head: "Haha, I forgot to introduce myself. Hello, my name is Snow. This is my good friend, Ablin."

"Hi, I'm Mal." Mal put his hands on his face on the wooden table, "Why did you come here?"

"We are traveling on the mainland, and our next destination is Moon City."

Mal's eyes brightened: "You are adventurers! That's great, I envy you all. The only time I left Moon City was to come to this forest. Sigh, I really want to walk around."

"So, can you tell me about your experiences? I'd love to know what the outside world is like."

Reminiscent of Snow White's current situation, she should have been hunted down to the Forest of Light, Snow immediately sympathized with Mal, and immediately answered: "Of course."

He picked some interesting things to tell Mal, and described to Mal the scenery of the Kingdom of Light and the Forest of Light and Darkness.Mal looked at him more and more adoringly.

Bathed in such eyes, Snow felt his nose was about to turn up, thinking happily, is Snow White my true love princess?

"We met many monsters in the Forest of Light, among them..."

With a blank expression on his face, Ablin interrupted Snow's words in a cold voice, and said, "Sorry to interrupt you, I want to ask, when will the owner come back? It's getting late now."

Mal was stunned for a moment, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and said, "It should be soon. In the past, they all came back around this time."

Immediately afterwards, he asked apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I almost forgot the time. Have you had dinner? I'm going to make dinner."

"Not yet," Snow stood up, "I can also cook, so let me help you."

As soon as the words were finished, Ablin got up and said lightly, "Let me come, I am a mage, and I can use spells to help. Snow, you have been riding a horse for a day, sit and rest."

After hearing that Ablin was a mage, Mal's face changed, but it was very short, and soon returned to normal.

"In that case, please trouble Mr. Ablin."

Mal and Ablin were busy in the kitchen, while Snow gathered at the door to watch.

With a wave of Ablin's staff, the clear water flowed around the vegetables, and they were cleaned in a short time.With another wave of the staff, the kitchen knife moved, cutting the vegetables into the pieces Mal needed, and neatly jumped into the bowl.

"It's amazing!" Snow and Mal said in unison.

Snow was delighted. Sure enough, it was the right decision to invite Ablin to join his adventure, which facilitated all aspects.

While Mal was frying the steak, there was a knock on the door.

"The dwarfs should be back, Snow, can I trouble you to open the door?"

Snow turned around and was about to open the door, but Ablin said, "No, I'll just cast a spell."

As soon as the staff moved, Snow and the others heard the sound of the door opening.

"We're back!"

The noisy voice gradually approached, and the dwarves walked into the hall, and they stopped talking when they saw the two extra strangers.

Snow greeted them: "Hello, I'm sorry to disturb you, he and I are adventurers passing by here."

Wanshitong looked at them vigilantly: "What are your identities?"

He got angry and began to complain: "Maer, didn't I tell you to be vigilant and not to trust strangers, what if it is... What should I do?" He blurted out the middle words.

Mal quickly said: "No, Snow and Ablin are good people, and they are adventurers from the Kingdom of Light."

"Yes, I'm Snow." Snow touched his nose in embarrassment. "The one with black hair is Ablin, and the kitten on the ground is called Milk."

"The Kingdom of Light," Wanshitong rolled his eyes, guessed something, and said in surprise, "You are Prince Snow of the Kingdom of Light?"

There was no concealment, so it was no surprise that Snow was guessed: "Yes, this is my nameplate."

Members of the royal family have their own nameplates, which are just ordinary metal blocks with their names engraved on them when they are held by themselves, and will emit red light when held by others.

"Can you lend me the nameplate?"

Snow handed the nameplate to Master, who held it in his hand, and the nameplate emitted a red light.It appears to be a genuine royal nameplate.

The vigilance on the faces of the dwarves disappeared, and Pistachio said enthusiastically, "Welcome, Prince Snow."

The seven dwarfs surrounded him one after another, invited him to sit down on the sofa, and surrounded him to talk with him.

Snow maintained his smile, always feeling that his face was going to freeze from laughing.

Dwarfs, why are you so enthusiastic?

In the kitchen, Mal's expression became extremely strange. Ablin glanced at him and withdrew his gaze.

After dinner, Snow said to the seven dwarfs, "It's very presumptuous. Actually, Ablin and I want to stay here for one night."

After the dwarves looked at each other and chattered in a circle, Passer-by said to Snow: "We are very welcome, but you also know that we are dwarfs, and the size of the bed is too small for you and Mr. Ablin. Perhaps, you would like to live with Mal?"

What Snow White's house?Isn't Snow White now being hunted by the queen, so she lives here with the seven dwarfs?

Mal was stunned for a moment, then blushed: "But Thomas and I..."

The sound of knocking on the door interrupted him, and Pistachio ran to open the door as fast as he could.

Standing outside the door was a handsome young man with thick hair who looked a bit simple and honest, he was carrying a basket of fruit.

"Thomas, good evening." Pistachio said loudly.

"Good evening, pistachios." Thomas replied gently. "This is the fruit for you. So, is Mal there?"

After hearing the sound from the door, Mal became visibly anxious.

The footsteps came closer and closer, and suddenly stopped.Mal stiffened.

"Good evening, Mal."

Mal was silent.

Thomas whispered, "Are you still angry?"

Still no reply.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Thomas' eyes: "I know you don't want to talk to me, I won't go home tonight, you go back first."

"Where are you going?" Mal snorted coldly, "I don't want to hear lies."

"I, I'm going to stay out for the night."

"Oh, you are the owner of the house and I am the guest. How dare I let you go out to live because of me. If you want to leave, it's better for me to go."

Seeing the gentle and lovely Snow White becoming aggressive, Snow looked bewildered.

Why does he think that this scene looks so much like a couple quarreling?

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Ablin stared at Snow with death-like eyes.

Snow suddenly felt hairy all over.

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