Net King Cinderella

Teacher and honor, the maids in the manor will stop to bless the hazel tree when they walk by.

Cinderella has lightened up a bit and really looks like Heavenly Father's beloved little daughter.Sura only wanted to dance with the Viscount but couldn't achieve it. Anna watched the changes of the two sisters day by day, no longer indifferent.

Walking out of Su La's room, I saw the invitation letter written by the Viscount just now.Anna also received it, but with a different content.According to common sense, Su La, who should have been eager to jump up and shout to the world, was lying on the bed staring at the letter in a daze, as if she didn't listen to Anna's advice to her to take back her heart.

Waiting on the stairs for Cinderella to come back from her mother's grave with no tears on her face, she looked at this younger sister who was pure as usual, gritted her teeth and said, "Stop."

Anna asked Cinderella why she lied.

Why did he ask his father to bring back expensive coral branches, but lie to others that he brought back a hazel branch and watered the towering appearance with tears of missing his mother.

Why is it that the prince already knows that you are the owner of the crystal slipper, yet you still have to glue the slipper inside the slipper so that Sura, who was trying it on, hurt her foot and couldn't dance with the Viscount.

Why do you know that the marriage agreement between your father and my mother states that we can't get a penny of his property after his death? The whole manor will be yours in the future, and you still have to spread it We bullied your reputation and made it impossible for us to marry a good man.

Why did you show up late to attract attention even though you had custom-made luxurious dresses, and you still lied to children that you met mice, birds, and pumpkin carriages, so that the reputation of Cinderella's rebirth spread to the ears of the prince, and he continued to invite you next step? you dance.

Why is everyone falling in love with you even though you are a bad girl.

Cinderella laughed as she listened, like the purest angel: because I want to marry the prince.It's not that I regard myself as Cinderella, it's the prince who regards himself as Cinderella's prince.

There was the sound of a vase being smashed on the stairs, and Sura, who hurt her foot but didn't intend to sue Cinderella, stared blankly at the sisters who were arguing.

Cinderella looked at Anna provocatively, but found that she knew her face well, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Outside the gate of the manor that day, the prince was tall and slender, and his leather boots stepped rhythmically on a field of fallen flowers. Behind the manor were the mountains and green grass in the distance, surrounded by soldiers and white horses, and the sun was shining. Golden yellow, with soft petals, his figure is pleasing to the eye and extraordinary in momentum.The eyes are deep and clear, the face is noble and gorgeous, and the blond hair is dazzling, so good-looking that people think of the Greek myth, the Nahisus boy by the water: he doesn't know that there is no Cinderella in this world, but the viscount is determined to be with him bet.

"Your Highness, have you seen Cinderella?"

"Reading before the age of ten."

"No, I mean live. Suppose a Cinderella turns up at the party."

When I was young, I hated the princes in fairy tales the most, whether it was because they abandoned the daughter of the sea, or they only picked those girls with mattresses and eiderdown quilts.

He looked at the Viscount, raising his eyebrows.

At the ball, the prince waited for his Cinderella, although this time the details were slightly different, but it didn't hurt.

At the birthday party, with whom to dance, it is either a relative of the emperor or a princess of a neighboring country.Maybe Cinderella is non-existent, and he doesn't mind dancing to a tune, but he doesn't want to be part of the extravagant prince he hated in childhood.

A month later, the Viscount disappeared at the castle just before the prince's bar mitzvah.People searched for traces of him, but could not be found.His parents' default dance partner left sadly.

There is no Cinderella in the world, only the true heart that is hidden deeper and deeper.Tell the truth and no one will believe it, but telling lies will arouse emotions.Cinderella is sitting under the hazel tree, there are no mice and birds, no pumpkin carriages speeding up, only the sincerity she recognized when she first saw the prince, because a series of lies finally judged the only truth of the deceiver as Fake.Not wronged.

The prince made the Viscount willing to admit defeat, and he said to Keigo Atobe before running away: "Your Highness, no one will bet with you in the future."

It's enough to bet this time.In order to give Sura a chance to smile again, Anna, who learned what had happened, even coaxed and tricked Sura, who was planning to start a new life, with her luggage on the ship that traveled around the world on which the Viscount was traveling.

On the night of the ball, the prince went to Cinderella's sister and asked her, "Would you like to be my dance partner?"

No pumpkin carriage, no twelve o'clock clock, no glass slipper to put on after the heel is cut off.

Anna was as proud as a real queen: "This is my honor."

The music from the palace was heard under the trees in the manor, and Cinderella curled up tightly from the cold.After scolding the maid who persuaded her to go back to the room, she found that her hypocrisy had come to an end now.It was the coldness deep down in his bones, and he lied to himself all day that it was not cold, so that he even believed it was true.But there is no way.The emptiness and fear in the heart are the chronic diseases of liars. They temporarily cover up the deep truth with the huge bubbles accumulated by carefully disguised and ingenious ideas. In the end, they are still shivering because of the huge sense of guilt. .

The dewdrops on the hazel branches dripped on the ground, it was obviously not morning.The myrtle wood on the grave covers the stele, and the mother's gentle smiling face is faintly visible on the inlaid photo.It's not that I forgot to clean it, but that I dare not face the last truth.

The prince said to her in the garden: "If you were Cinderella, you wouldn't leave at twelve o'clock."

There is no magic in this world, and the exercise according to the fairy tale script finally framed me. Since the carriage I drove was genuine, why did Midnight take the initiative to leave the one I love.Deliberately let the sister who tried on the crystal slipper hurt her feet, deliberately described the kind stepmother as a premeditated woman, and used them to appear similar to Cinderella's story.

Now the prince should be dancing.

The prince knew everything from the beginning.

Unlike the expected arrogance, after exposing her mask, he did not show the pity she was afraid of.He didn't look down on her for remaking the Cinderella story out of control, nor did he deserve to be criticized for exposing her hypocrisy.

Keigo Atobe just said, welcome to the birthday party.

According to the established script, she fell from the sky to the ground. This is the prince's punishment for her.

There was no disdain in his eyes, nor was his expression compassionate.The emotions written in those blue eyes, which were sometimes proud and proud, made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave, from head to toe.

She murmured the name that she didn't dare to say out loud, and watched him leave.

Turning around, he walked past Anna innocently, like a clumsy actor who wanted to follow his own script to the end.

She lied to her father that the prince invited her to be his dance partner.She pretended to be arrogant because she thought her older sisters didn't know the inside story, and prepared a dress that she didn't intend to wear out at all.Unexpectedly, my sister knew everything a long time ago, but she didn't reveal it.Until Sura's foot was injured.

You can keep your head down if you choose to keep it down from the start.But if you choose to hold your head up at the beginning, you will never be able to bow your head.

She is the one who has to hold her head up until the last moment. She has a head that she thinks is noble, and she has worked tirelessly to support the neck of this head and the stiff and straight spine all the way.I am used to lying, and I only deceived myself.

The weather is getting colder in October, the palace is full of fragrance, and the cheerful people on the dance floor are spinning dizzyingly.

Occasionally, she would think of that night that she couldn't believe, and she would revisit the bits and pieces of that time when she cried falsely in front of her mother's grave.Even if it is a few minutes, the prince's eyes are completely fixed on her during a piece of music.

For this moment, she had prayed for a long time.The first time I saw Keigo Atobe, I recognized this sincerity. It was many years ago when the king was on a tour, the little prince was standing on the carriage wearing a windbreaker.With his hands behind his back, he looked dignified, his lips were tightly pressed, and his golden hair was a little messed up by the wind. She held her mother's hand and watched him leave in front of him intently.Pigeons flew over the square, and the salute was so loud that everyone's ears could only hear the echo of joy. The guards covered her sight, and by the time she reacted, she stood on tiptoe to look, and even the carriage had become a small dot.Mother took her hand and laughed.

The prince only has the road ahead and the destination in his heart in his eyes.It was a delusion to get close to him. When she didn't know that she had the opportunity to participate in the party, she only dared to think about the little boy standing upright before falling asleep.At that time, she just admired the prince of this country wholeheartedly.

He passed group after group of girls who were the same age as her, and came to her.He said he wanted to dance with her and asked her name.At that time, he didn't know what she had done for this day.

Become inferior because of love.No strong cocoon even dared to express himself in front of him.Even though he didn't say a single serious word, she no longer dared to appear again.

The luxurious skirt was stuck to the dewy ground in the middle of the night. Others wore it to dance, and now she knew its value was not enough to resist the cold wind.Originally, I fantasized about continuing to dance with the prince, and thought that as long as I danced with him, I would not expect more.She wore those shoes to dance with the prince, and she just wanted them to be her own, and it was fine to say she was selfish.Anna's disqualification from the palace can be seen when Anna finds out that she has deliberately soiled her shoes before going to the ball.I don't want to face the fact of being exposed, obliterate the carrier of the memory of that night, and destroy the witness of Cinderella's existence