Dressed as Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister

Anastasia and Mrs. Chaming lay on the floor, motionless as if dead.

Not long after, the two woke up.

They look at me and I look at you, and they have doubts in each other's eyes.

Soon, the imaginary memory played a role in their minds. The two stood up, touched their foreheads, felt a slight pain between their brows, and the penetrating feeling still remained, but this did not make them think about it.

Mrs. Zha Ming picked up the things Dusula bought, and they were neatly placed at the door.

She and Anatasha entered the room, and as they walked, they said, "Isn't your sister going to take the qualification exam for the servant of the gods? She will stay in the dense forest for special training these days. Don't make such an expression, look, this Isn't it a gift she bought for you?"

Anastasia saw the gift, which was full of things she liked. She happily held the things and said, "I'm going to unwrap the present. I'll have dinner later."

At this point, the last bit of doubt that remained in the hearts of Anatasha and Mrs. Zha Ming disappeared.

The two just accepted the setting that Dusula would not be at home for two months during the special training. They just looked at the extra dinner prepared on the table, which was a pity.

On the other side, Dusula, who was also "shot", was not in danger of life.

Because in the magazine of Heath Child's firecracker, what was loaded was not real bullets.

The firecracker is just a prop for the deviant magician to replace the magic wand.

What Dusula was bestowed by him was the simplest and lowest sleeping spell.

Now the two are in the carriage.

In the four-horse luxury carriage, there was even a soft cot, and Dusula was sleeping soundly in the cot.

It may be that when Heath picked him up just now, Dusula had a runny nose, and now he can't get up or down.

So at the moment when the moon was dark and the wind was high, it was a good time to be a thief, she didn't care about her image at all, as if she couldn't breathe, she twitched suddenly and snored loudly.

At that movement, Heath, who was smoking lightly and elegantly reading a book, trembled, his hands trembled, and the ancient book almost hit the bridge of his tall nose.

He held on to the book, squinting his eyes.

The black-haired girl breathes evenly, her cheeks are reddish, she looks like a...a little pig with uniform coat color and rosy complexion on the farm.

Heath: "..."

His eyes returned to the book, and the silver-haired man sighed softly.

He was thinking why he didn't just take the girl's eyes away.

The carriage drove all the way to the depths of the dense forest, and beside the broken wall, stood a gorgeous Gothic style castle.

The carriage entered the yard and stopped at the main gate.

The door opened abruptly, and two brown bears in suits stepped out from the inside. They stood on two feet like humans, and politely took Dusula from Heath's hand.

With just one look from Heath, the bear stewards knew which room to take Dusula to.

The butlers carried Dusula to a gorgeous and spacious bedroom, and then the faceless doll model maids came and changed Dusula into a delicate and complicated princess dress.

The best satin, fluffy panniers, tulle covered with crystals and precious stones, matched with a suitable high bun, Dusula, who has not opened her eyes, is like a collectible figure in this weird castle. I.

Of course, Dusula was completely unaware of all the troubles.

She was having a nightmare of being chased by a female ghost. In the dream, the female ghost's hair could extend infinitely, just when the female ghost's hair was about to wrap around her wrist...

Dusula gasped and woke up.

Heath Child sat opposite her, on the other side of the long table.

Dusula was dazed for half a second, and soon focused on the handsome young man opposite.

Eyes meet.

At this moment, it was as if there were stars in the night sky, moths rushed towards the flames, and diamonds were placed on the ring... A delicate puppet suddenly had a soul and vitality in front of Heath.

Unconsciously, he slowed down his breathing and felt the beauty brought to him by a work of art.

These eyes, as clear and blue as a fine tourmaline, suit her very well.

Heath thought ficklely, it's a good thing he didn't directly pluck Dusula's eyes just now.

Dusula stared at the man in front of her.

She finds it weird that Heath Child really looks like an adult version of the boy in her dream; at the same time, she tries to predict the future to see if she can find an opportunity to escape.

She stared, but saw nothing, but her eyes were swollen and so dry that she wanted to shed tears.

The silver-haired man smiled lightly and was gentle. He pointed to his cheek: "It's bleeding."

Dusula wiped her face and saw that her fingers were stained red, and it turned out that the liquid that flowed from her eye sockets just now was blood.

"If you try to use 'see', it's useless to me." Heath said lightly, "It's better to say that such a low-level method can make you famous in the small town. It's incredible. Human vision, Sometimes it’s as shallow as a frog in a well.”

Dusula rolled her eyes.

Heath became a little interested. Although he had a gentle attitude, he was full of the arrogance of a strong man.

He said: "Oh? You are very dissatisfied, what did I say wrong?"

Du Sula said coldly: "It's not that you are dissatisfied, it's just that your way of speaking is so superior and condescending, it really disgusts people enough."

"Besides, what's wrong with my eyes? You can walk, talk, and write when you're born? Don't skills come from acquisition? If you don't learn it, you're not a genius, but you're a genius. Hang, unfortunately I am neither. Even so, do you need to laugh at it?"

The silver-haired man was taken aback for a moment, and he held his head and thought carefully for Dusula's emotional reply for a while.

Then he asked, "You mean, as long as I teach you, you can learn?"

As early as when the earl was finding fault, Dusula had already noticed his own shortcomings.

The silver-haired boy kept telling her in her dream that she was wasting her talent.

She wants to learn, but the most awesome person in Blockley Town is Ella who is married to a prince, who else can teach her, she doesn't know where to ask, and she doesn't know where to find it.

In front of you, the teacher candidates are close at hand.

Dusula said: "Of course, these are my eyes. If you teach me, of course I can do it. You stunned me and brought me here. In fact, you want to steal my eyes and use them yourself? But think about it, transplanting The organs in my body can still be rejected, and the car maintenance still pursues original packaging, and my eyes can naturally play a [-]%, no, [-]% effect on me!"

Dusula's strategy is simple.

It is definitely impossible to fight.

...that's just a mouthful.

Talking guns are the ultimate weapon, and talking guns will surely save the world!Long live the mouth cannon!

However, the mouth cannon is actually useless to Heath.

If he really wanted to take her eyes from Dusula, he would have done it long ago without waiting for her to wake up.

It's just that some wandering soul in the far east suggested to him that this woman must be of great use.

He was very curious, it was just a little bit of special ability, how could it be of great use.

Or maybe a soul actually developed unwanted affection for her.

Heath is not impatient.

On the contrary, he seems calm, but in fact he is very curious.

He seemed to have listened to Dusula's words, and he asked: "Then what if I teach you, but you learn it but betray me and no longer be used by me?"

The pupils of the man's eyes were as black as ink.

Although he was smiling, his whole body was not warm at all.

The west wind is generally cold, like a demon.

Dusula looked directly into the demon's eyes.

She said word by word: "Then make an oath."

"..."

"Such a powerful magician will always perform one or two devil's contracts that will choke his throat and cause cardiac arrest if he violates it?"

The young girl, however, had a rebellious and indifferent expression on her face, as if she didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Ah."

Heath smiled.

This courage was really beyond his expectation.

……

On the other side of Wangcheng, Ella spent the happiest half month of her life, but also the most difficult half month.

She lives in the most luxurious place in the kingdom and enjoys the treatment of a princess. She doesn't have to do housework every day, and she doesn't have to be ordered around.

However, a small town girl is a small town girl.

Etiquette upbringing, living habits, and dealing with others are all completely different from the pampered princesses.

Ella makes a lot of jokes.

At dinner on the first day, when William brought her to know his father and sisters from different mothers, Ella was dazzled by the variety of tableware on the table. In desperation, she drank a sip of water to ease the embarrassment.

At this time, one of William's sisters covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Immediately afterwards, the princesses looked at each other, even if they didn't smile, their expressions became weird.

William explained sweetly: "Ella, this lemonade with petals in it is for washing your fingers, not for drinking."

She even drank the water from washing her hands!Still in front of princesses and kings!

Ella blushed suddenly.

William said: "Don't be embarrassed, you're just not used to it. Please ask a few teachers to teach you about table manners. You are smart and will definitely learn it quickly."

Ella thought so too.

However, all kinds of etiquette, social dance, and equestrian lessons followed one after another.

After all, at the wedding ceremony, there are many traditional activities of the royal family. If she can't, then she will laugh people's big teeth.

The pressure momentarily overwhelmed Ella's breath.

However, in front of William, she can only be Ella who is lively, simple and considerate.

After all, Prince William said, "It's very simple, you can definitely do it."

What made Ella even more stressed was the way the princesses looked at her, as if there was something wrong with her every move, even her breathing.

Just yesterday at a social ball, Ella vaguely heard the noble girls discussing her family background, and they didn't say anything bad, but the tone was obviously ridiculed.

She was very sad.

Ella knew that she could not marry into the royal family as a small town girl.

Otherwise, she will suffer after that.

Fortunately, she has always been very popular and lucky.

The two maids beside her are like sisters to her.

They suggested to her: "Every year, the royal family has a quota to recommend a girl to become a three-star god servant. She doesn't need to take an exam, and she can only be used in the temple of the palace to serve the sun god devoutly. God servants don't know who they are, The status is not lower than that of the nobles, and they are also very prestigious among the people. In the past, the nobles did not need extra vain names, and the places were often vacant, so why don't you ask the prince, Miss Ella?"

Prince William's affection for Ella is also genuine.

As soon as Ella begged him, he said yes.

Not only that, in order to enhance Ella's prestige among the people, he also let her be the examiner of this exam.

Ella happily agreed.

Then she found the name of her step-sister Dusula in the registration form sorted out by the maids.

One of the superpowers says to predict the future.

That mean step-sister actually has supernatural powers and is trying to obtain the qualification of a god servant.

... Isn't that the same as her?

In Ella's heart, it was as if a seasoning jar had been knocked over.

She turned her head and smiled innocently and beautifully. She asked the reviewer next to her: "I know this person... To be honest, she is my step-sister. Although this is not very good, I still want to tell the truth. I I grew up with her, and I haven't seen her show talent in this area...do you need to verify her information again?"