"Da-da-da-da-"

The heel of the shoe taps lightly on the stairs with a crisp landing sound.

Beneath the lace skirt, a pair of crystal slippers that would fascinate any woman looms, crystal clear and small, fitting perfectly on Cinderella's feet.

Cinderella remembered that the day before the ball, she had dragged the Count with her to sit on the grass with no grace, lazily basking in the sun.

She held a grey long-haired cat in her arms, and she smiled happily as she watched the Count sit helplessly on the ground with her.

It was then that the Count took out the slippers.

She took the shoes with almost genuine trepidation, not daring to look up into the count's eyes.

Cinderella stood on the stairs for a moment, paused for a moment, glanced down at the tips of her shoes peeking out from under the hem of her skirt, and then took another step.

She is not the earl's wife, and she is not related to the earl by blood, but unexpectedly, one of his fortunes is actually left to herself, perhaps only God can figure out, to do this kind of thing, how many loopholes in the laws of the kingdom the earl have exploited.

Maybe to outsiders, this is the Earl's love for her, but Cinderella knows that this is not the case. The Count had never looked at money and possessions, and perhaps for him, his property was left to anyone, but since she seemed to be closest to him, it was simply left to her, the only drawback was that the formalities were a bit cumbersome.

As for the Earl's love for her or something, in fact, Cinderella has never known whether the Count really likes her, and she doesn't want to know the answer.

The Countess of Manifik had expected that at least one of her two daughters would become his brother's wife and become a noble countess, and that the remaining daughter, if she was lucky, might be able to be spotted by the prince at the ball. Then everyone rejoiced.

As a result, none of her two daughters was loved by the prince, let alone loved by the prince, and the prince probably didn't notice the two of them.

The two Mademoiselles Manifik were very sad and depressed, and the Countess hastened to comfort the two daughters, saying that it was because there were so many irrelevant people at the ball that the prince did not notice the two of them, and that there was no one better than them.

At this time, she finally understood. Her good brother would have liked to have severed ties with her! If he had introduced her two daughters to the prince, he might have won the prince's favor, but he did not.

The Countess of Manifik was resentful.

Without her help, where would he be today? He's so cold-blooded.

Maybe he really didn't plan to marry Charlotte or Katie, thinking of the scene at the ball, she was coaxed by him in three or two sentences, she felt a burst of regret and irritability, if she didn't take it lightly at that time, maybe she wouldn't have been as bad as she was today. However, before she could go to question Brian, the news of Brian's death came.

Fake! It must be fake!

But when she learned that it was true, the Countess of Manifik calmed down, and then a little joy appeared, yes, joy.

She knew that Brian was unusually rich, so rich that even the Earl of Manifik couldn't match it. As Brian's sister, she and her two daughters are his only relatives, and if he doesn't leave his property to them, who else can he leave it?

But alas, the Countess of Manifik was delusional again.

By this time, Cinderella had long since left the royal city and arrived at a manor house that the Count had placed at some unknown point.

"Mother, she was always like that. She always thought that everything expensive and good should belong to her and my two sisters. My father was always on the sidelines, and occasionally expressed his sincere affection for me, but this did not improve my plight at home, but made my stepmother and my two older sisters hate me even more. And when they bullied me, my father did not stop me at all, and even allowed them to take over the property left to me by my own mother, and sometimes I really wondered if my father did it on purpose. Cinderella muttered.

There seemed to be a little dappled light flashing around Cinderella, and a small figure with wings and a palm on her back appeared out of thin air, she ruffled Cinderella's hair that fell on her shoulders to make room for herself, and then lay on her shoulder.

Cinderella pushed open the bedroom door and gently lifted the little fairy who was lying on her shoulder, and the little fairy fluttered her wings, flew up from her palm, and flew in a circle in the air.

Cinderella lay down, glanced sideways at the little fairy, and said softly, "I'm going to ask you today." ”

The little fairy glanced at her in confusion and nodded with a smile.

Cinderella closed her eyes, "Good night." ”

When she opened her eyes again, she was in a sea of flowers. The sky is so clean that it is intoxicating, and the sun is shining.

Cinderella bent down and picked a lot of flowers with slender stems. She picked and chose and made a wreath out of a part of it.

She walked into the castle with a wreath of flowers she had just braided, and walked straight to the study.

She gently pushed open the door, and saw a tall young man standing with his back to the door, he raised his arm and took a book from the shelf, as if he had not noticed her coming.

Cinderella slowed down behind him, she spread her arms over his eyes, and asked, "Guess who I am?"

"Ella, don't make a fuss. The young man replied.

Cinderella smiled and said, "That's right, I'll give you a reward." ”

As she spoke, she put the wreath she had woven with her own hands on the young man's head.

The young man turned and glanced at her. He touched the wreath on his head, then plucked it off and put it on Cinderella's hair.

The young man walked behind his desk, opened the book, and copied something.

Cinderella sat aside and looked at him without blinking.

How she wished that time could stop at this moment, even if he didn't look at him at all now, but as long as she could keep watching him quietly and comfortably, a deep satisfaction welled up in her heart.

The sound of rain seemed to be heard, accompanied by the occasional deafening thunder, and the leaves were blown by the wind.

Strangely, when Cinderella looked out the window, all she saw was a beautiful sun.

However, the rain grew louder and louder, and Cinderella felt herself in a trance for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, it was darkness in the middle of the night. She was lying on the bed, and the little fairy was lying on her pillow, clutching a strand of Cinderella's hair and sleeping soundly. The little fairy seemed to notice Cinderella's awakening, and opened her eyes in a daze, letting go of Cinderella's hair.

Cinderella walked to the window and lifted the curtains a little, and the wind and rain grew louder. "Is it raining?"

She stood in front of the window for a moment and then went back to bed. "Go back to sleep. ”

She lay down again and closed her eyes.

Maybe it's just the blink of an eye, maybe it's been a long time.

When Cinderella came to her senses again, she was sitting in a carriage with the Count sitting beside her......

Another good night's sleep.

Manifik Manor -

Charlotte threw everything on the table to the ground, and the cup fell to the ground and snapped into pieces.

She lay on the table, whimpering and crying.

"It's all Cinderella's! The Count may have been killed by her!Why didn't anyone believe it?" If it weren't for her, she might have been a Countess by now.

But why did she say this, not only did no one believe her, but also attracted the prince's reprimand.

Now, after being reprimanded by the prince, which nobleman would dare to marry her as his wife? Of course, Charlotte had forgotten that even if it weren't for this, no nobleman would be willing to marry her as his wife in this ancient era that valued blood and family lineage.

Charlotte: "Cinderella, Cinderella, why did all the good things catch up with Cinderella!

Her sister Katie came and said to herself, "I thought that at the beginning, someone thought of herself as a countess, but I didn't expect her to be ...... now."

She was only halfway through her sentence, but Charlotte could not have heard it clearer, and Katie was sarcastic about herself.

Charlotte raised her face, she looked at Katie, and said, "Sister, I was passing by my father's bedroom just now and I heard my father and mother talking about your marriage. ”

Katie had a bad premonition.

Charlotte just said unhurriedly: "It is said that my future brother-in-law is a farmer, and he has a lot of sheep of all kinds, and his family is quite rich. ”

Katie's face immediately sank.

Her biological father is a farmer, quite rich, but not particularly rich, but over the years, she has also seen many farmers with very wealthy families and extremely wealthy lives, and she has seen and heard of any type of farmer. They may be rich, but how can those hereditary nobles come from the background, and there are even some people who behave vulgarly and can't even read.

This is not a lie, in this era, knowledge is controlled by the upper class nobles and church personnel, the value of a book is at least a few tens of gold coins, and an ordinary family, the living expenses of the whole family are only about twenty silver coins a year, and even these ordinary people are likely to have never touched gold coins in their lives. It has been joked that having a study is the same as owning a vault full of gold bars.

Farmer! Even if you are a businessman, why are you a farmer!

Katie felt suffocated at the thought that she might never be able to attend the various balls held by the nobles in the royal city in the future, and that she would never be able to contact the upper class again, and that she could only get the latest gorgeous clothes and beautiful jewelry one step later.

When Katie came back to her senses, she looked at Charlotte's smug face and wanted to slap it like this.

"What about you, who is your father going to marry you to?" said the last words in a long voice, Katie said the last words.

Charlotte: "I didn't hear clearly, but what does it have to do with you!"

Although Katie didn't get an answer, she had already figured it out in her mind.

The real nobles would not marry Charlotte, and after being reprimanded by the prince, they probably did not want to marry even the declining nobles with the Manifik family. It is impossible for both daughters to marry the farmer, and the most likely of the remaining options is the merchant. However, if such influential merchants wanted to marry the nobles, even if they could not marry the nobles, they would only retreat to the declining nobles of pure blood, instead of the stepdaughters of earls and the daughters of farmers.

Katie knows it, Charlotte knows better.

She was in great pain, and in her imagination she dreamed that when she traveled by herself, someone would respectfully address her: "Countess." "Even if it's just a baroness.

However, this qiē is about to come to naught.

Charlotte found the Countess of Manifik, who lay on her mother's lap and begged, "Mother, don't let me marry those lowly people, or I might as well die like this." ”

The Countess of Manifik was about to be angry with her, what is it called to marry such a lowly person as it is better to die, is this to wonder how her mother, who once married the farmer, is still alive?

She said impatiently, "That's enough, Charlotte, I've been making a fool of myself a lot lately, don't trouble me anymore." Don't let your father know what you just said!"

Charlotte burst into tears: "Mother!"

The Countess tried to suppress her temper, and said, "Go back to Katie, learn from your sister, and don't bother me all day." ”

The king and the prince had been unusually cold to the Earl of Manifik lately, and when the Count came home and threw fire on her, the Countess was feeling uncomfortable, and had no time to appease Charlotte.

As soon as the countess thought of the Count of Manifik, the voice of the Countess came from outside the room: "Where's the invitation?!

He slammed open the door and looked at the countess with disgust: "It's all your good brother's doing! I know, he must have done something! If it weren't for him, how could the royal family suddenly reject me!

"You're yelling at me, blame me for everything!!," the countess pushed Charlotte, who was lying on her lap, to the side, and quarreled with Count Manifik.

Charlotte watched in horror as her parents, who had been very affectionate, made such a fuss, and her heart was panicked, and she carefully shrank aside.

……

Early in the morning, Cinderella woke up from her sleep.

She freshened up and went out onto the balcony. After a night of wind and rain, the birds came out again and chirped gently. She was bathed in the sun, as if she was reminiscing about last night's sweet dream.

In a trance, she seemed to hear a slow, quiet voice calling, "Ella." ”

The voice was so familiar, it was as familiar as she remembered. It was so real and so illusory that Cinderella couldn't tell if the sound was her own imagination or reality.

She followed the sound and saw nothing