Dressed as Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister

A young man in light armor, without a helmet.

He has brown hair and brown eyes, a high nose bridge, and firm eyes. He stands on a black horse with shiny fur, and his sword shines coldly.Although he is full of masculinity from his eyes to his attire, but his face is particularly handsome, which makes people notice his face at first sight.

So even if his horse crushed Dusula's simple signboard, it should be intimidating. Many young girls in the market still gave him green eyes, and several of them looked at him with shy expressions on their cheeks red cloud.

With such a young talent in front of her, Dusula was neither shy nor afraid.

Even when the horse almost crushed her skull, Dusula didn't dodge or even blink her eyes.

She stood there, raised her head, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Under the sunlight, the blue eyes are even more transparent like crystals.

The girl was neither salty nor weak, she just said: "Your Excellency, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The brown-haired young man frowned.

A sense of strangeness came to mind, but was quickly suppressed by the young man.

If it were someone else, maybe he would believe what Dusula said...he only thought she was bluffing.

Dusula was indeed bluffing.

She needs to "see" hard to see the future.

When she tried to look at herself just now, her eyes were hazy, and she could see the scene in a trance, but was shrouded in thick fog. Only then did Dusula realize that her future was extremely difficult to see clearly.

Dusula didn't bother to bother.

What is the identity of the person in front of him, what is the purpose of coming, even if there is no need to predict, Dusula can guess the identity of the person from the reactions of the people, the coat of arms on the young man's armor, and the attitude of the attendants.

Dusula folded her hands together and placed them in front of her, in a posture that was convenient for people to put on shackles.

She had no intention of resisting, the old god was determined, as if she had expected the current situation long ago.

"Since it's Earl Lakefield's invitation, then I have to honor it, don't you think so, Mr. Lakefield?" Dusula said.

Yes, the young man in front of him is none other than Earl Lakefield's second son, Renault Lakefield.

"It's not an invitation." Renault interrupted Dusula in a deep voice, "It's an investigation. An investigation into the case of you pretending to be a servant and defrauding villagers of property."

Dusula raised an eyebrow.

She didn't pretend to be a servant of the gods, and no one in Blockley town accused her of cheating money. It's just that her reputation has been getting better and better in the past few days.

Where did this trumped-up charge come from?

Du Sula looked in the direction of Wangcheng, no matter what he thought, he felt that the man above had started acting like a demon again.

Raynor rode with a sword, and so did his bodyguard.

Dusula estimated her slender arms and legs. She couldn't beat Renault or run a horse. She didn't plan to fight recklessly.

"Then I'll go with Mr. Lakefield," she said.

After all, she didn't dawdle, and got into the accompanying carriage.

As soon as Du Sula stepped on it, someone shouted from the crowd: "She didn't cheat the money, it's quite accurate! Or she told me to go to the medical center, and my illness hasn't been discovered yet!"

When one person spoke, several people immediately echoed.

"Yeah yeah!"

"It's not a lie, everything she calculated has come true!"

Du Sula turned her head in surprise. Everyone in the farmer's market would speak up for her. She really didn't expect that, after all, a few days ago, she was still a villain who was spurned by everyone in the town.

Seeing that the public was about to become angry, Renault said loudly, "It's just an investigation! If Dusula is innocent, the Earl will naturally let her come back."

Once this remark came out, it was hard for everyone to say anything more.

So Lei Nuo, together with the guards, took Dusula away from the messy farmers' market.

After all, it was a carriage for detaining suspects, not more comfortable than a passenger carriage.

The carriage that Dusula is currently riding in is converted from a cart. A trailer is added behind the two horses. The outside is simply surrounded by wooden boards to form a carriage.In terms of comfort, it is absolutely impossible.Ordinary passenger carriages are too bumpy to sit on, and the comfort of this kind of carriage is not even mentioned.

The group walked for a while, Renault was careful, he slowed down, and arrived at Dusula's carriage. He wanted to hand her a cushion, but turned his head to look——

The girl sat cross-legged against the wall, with a relaxed expression, her eyes closed, and she seemed to have no discomfort or complaints.

He remembered that at a ball, Dusula came in a luxurious carriage. When she got off the carriage, she not only scolded the driver, but also complained for a long time.

Her harsh face at that time coincided with the quiet girl now... That sense of strangeness and discord resurfaced in Renault's heart again.

The first time it appeared was when Dusula said "I'll wait for a long time".

At this moment, Renault felt as if he had never known Dusula.

Renault did know who Dusula was, and had some communication with her.

Before Dusula's mother, Madam Zha Ming, when the family's financial situation was not so embarrassing, relying on her ex-husband's inheritance and the title of knight, she had always raised her two daughters as noble ladies.

Not only that, Mrs. Zha Ming is even more keen to take them to various social dances.

Among the aristocrats and merchants in several towns near and far, who didn't know to find out the names of the two sisters?

But that is not well-known in the positive sense.

The two are stupid, unrestrained, and dress kitsch and exaggerated. They are not a star and a half away from the real noble ladies, but they also like to stick themselves on people, and the noble children treat them like buffoons and jokes.

Coincidentally, I don't know if it was Mrs. Zha Ming's gesture or Dusula's intention. She had been courting Renault for a while—until the news of the prince's ball came out.

Renault was not keen on socializing among nobles, and Dusula's pursuit also troubled him for a long time.

He really didn't have a good impression of Dusula, but Renault was kind-hearted and soft-hearted, even a little indecisive.

His father told him to catch people with a tough tone, he glanced at the prince's letter on his father's desk out of the corner of his eye, and knew in his heart that Dusula's departure would be very dangerous.

In his opinion, no matter how annoying Dusula was, she never committed a crime worthy of death.

So Lei Nuo felt some sympathy for Dusula in his heart.

Reynolds wordlessly handed the mat to Dusula.

Dusula opened her eyes and glanced at him. The brown-haired young man had a handsome face, but his brows were tightly furrowed, adding a hint of melancholy that didn't match his age.

She didn't pick up.

Dusula also found it strange.

In the past few days, the memory of this body and the transmigrated soul gradually merged. She also knew what Dusula had experienced before, so Dusula clearly remembered that she had been Renault's licking dog.

Oh, dog licking is an exaggerated term.

It should be that she wanted to be a licking dog, but everyone frowned and refused.

Now Renault has come to show his favor?

To ask Dusula if she was moved, Dusula thought about his father who might kill her, and could only reply: Don't dare to move, dare not move.

So the eyelids that had just been lifted were closed severely, and Dusula continued to pretend to be blind.

And Renault's hand, holding the cushion, just kept stretching, stretching, stretching...

Dusula pretended to be dead on purpose, and kept her eyes closed, closed, closed.

The cushion was almost under Dusula's nose, but Dusula was still playing dead.

The guards didn't seem to care, but in fact the whole team was focused on it from the corner of their eyes.

Everyone was shocked.

No this is it?In the past, wouldn't Dusula jump up for joy and ask to sit in the captain's back seat, and imagine being a viscountess in the future?Why are you so indifferent today?

The guards couldn't help looking at Renault.

Renault: "..."

The hand that held the mat for a long time couldn't help shaking.

Renault coughed lightly, reminding Dusula.

And Dusula.

How can a cough wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep?

Don't talk about coughing, even a sledgehammer won't work!

Dusula still closed her eyes, motionless.

Ah, did you really shift your target?Is our Thunder team not good?

The gossiping hearts of the guards soared, and they blinked as they looked at Renault who was holding the mat.

Renault: "..."

Renault couldn't help but said: "The road is bumpy, do you want to add a cushion?"

Everyone saw that Dusula's mouth fell down, smashed his mouth, and then sighed speechlessly.

Guard: "?!"

Is this Dusula really changing her nature or is she pretending to be reserved?

Renault was at a loss and at the same time he couldn't save face. Although he never cared about the love between men and women, and he wasn't even keen on aristocratic society, but he was only posted by unmarried ladies. How could he respond to the other party's ignorance? ?What's more, Dusula chased him all kinds of ways before, Lei Nuo really didn't understand what happened to Dusula.

Dusula didn't even glance at him, she opened her eyes and said, "Thank you, I'm very touched that you are so considerate of civilians, but no need, after all, I'm a suspect, I can't stand such good treatment, you treat me so favorably I, the Earl will blame me later."

"The earl is kind-hearted and won't care about such a small matter." Renault said.

Dusula's tone was very cold: "Oh, you know?"

Renault and the guards: "...?!"

They were even wondering, Dusula was really talking to Renault Lakefield?

Dusula continued to close her eyes and pretended to be asleep, with a look of reticence.Renault's hand holding the cushion was stiff, and he had to withdraw it in embarrassment at this time.

He couldn't help turning his head again, looking seriously at Dusula's face.

Her facial features have not changed, but her clothes are more plain, her temperament is cooler, her speech is no longer thoughtless, she no longer hugs him, and she even becomes unceremonious... These changes are not much, but a lot less, but It's not like another person who is a complete stranger, right?

...and in such a short time.

Renault couldn't figure it out, feeling very strange in his heart.

The more he ignored him, the more he found that he still had something to say to Dusula.

The conversation just now was not friendly, and the team moved forward for a while, and Lei Nuo's horse quietly fell behind again.

The peripheral vision of the guards fell on them simultaneously.

Renault was a little embarrassed.

His horse walked beside him for a while, and he coughed lightly again, and said, "When I see the Earl, what he asks you, you must answer truthfully."

Dusula pursed her lips and said impatiently, "Otherwise?"

Make it up?Can I make it up and let you know?

Renault: "..."

Renault took a deep breath and continued: "I don't know why you chose to take this path, maybe it was due to the pressure of livelihood, but everyone in the town knows that you don't have the power to predict the future. You think you have the power to cheat money by pretending It's not a felony, everyone does it, but..."

Renault paused suddenly, he did not dare to say the prince's letter after all.

He thought for a while, and changed his expression, "After a while, you admit your mistakes, and I will help you plead with the Earl."

"I don't admit my mistake." Dusula said coldly.

Lei Nuo continued to persuade: "Although the amount of money involved in your case is not large, deceiving people is deceiving after all, not to mention that the Kingdom is vigorously punishing people who claim to have supernatural powers, and shooting out the top..."

Before Renault could speak, Dusula interrupted him directly.

She said, "Don't force me, do you know that I'm really a liar?"

Renault: "Can you really predict the future?"

Dusula: "If I can really predict the future, how about you kneel down and call me Dad?"

Renault and the guards: "???"