Along with the prince on the second floor, he froze.

The prince opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, and then, remembering that he was now on the second floor, and even if he did, Count Grant and Ella could not hear him, so he finally had to purse his mouth tightly.

He stood motionless for a moment, then took a deep breath and gave a decent smile to Marquis Wilson, "Marquis, I'll leave first." ”

Before the Marquis Wilson could say anything more, he turned and walked away.

……

Cinderella lowered her head slightly.

The kiss was so light that it was like a dragonfly touching water, but she didn't dare to look up at the Count again.

Qiao Heng casually put one hand on her waist and led her to dance as before. Cinderella almost unconsciously followed his steps, and Qiao Heng was completely in control of the rhythm, leading the way forward and backward.

Just in Cinderella's absent-mindedness, the opening dance finally came to an end.

As soon as the opening dance was over, Cinderella picked up the hem of her skirt and prepared to leave the ballroom quickly.

Qiao Hengyi grabbed her wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"

Unable to leave without the Count looking, Cinderella turned her back to him in some frustration and said, "I'll go outside and get some air." ”

Qiao Heng didn't think it was a good time to leave the dance hall, he said, "Your Highness is coming over soon, wait a while before going out." ”

Cinderella turned, and she finally dared to look up at him.

Qiao Heng found that Cinderella's eyes were red, and the corners of her eyes gradually became a little hazy and watery. He let go of the fingers holding her wrist, his brow furrowed slightly, a little confused.

"But I don't mean anything to the prince. Cinderella's words were somewhat nasal.

Seeing the Count's somewhat surprised eyes, Cinderella lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was about to look through the hem of her skirt to the tips of her shoes.

"You've always arranged everything for me, but this time, I didn't ......," Cinderella couldn't finish several times in a row. The Earl is also kind, and if she refuses his kindness like this, the Earl will probably be unhappy.

However, she really didn't like the prince very much.

The two of them were in a relatively remote location now, and not many people in the dance hall noticed them.

Qiao Heng knew that he was affected by the memories left by his past hosts, and his habits would always change slightly inadvertently.

He had almost forgotten what kind of character he was in the first place, and according to the only impression left, he was sure that his former self was by no means a person who liked autocracy/control, control/desire/strength.

Sometimes, especially when he compares his past self with his present self, he also feels a little distressed. Maybe one day in the future, he will become unaware of himself. But this was by no means what he expected, neither in the past, nor in the future.

Qiao Heng has forgotten when he started, he is used to arranging and planning in advance, watching others act according to the pace and rhythm he arranged, either consciously or unconsciously.

Emotionally, he felt that there was nothing wrong with this habit, after all, since something could be called a "habit", it already showed that he had accepted it a long time ago.

On the one hand, as emotionally, he can speak at length about the benefits of doing so, as if he were writing an essay. Life after life, he always can't get rid of his identity full of dirty water, and it is always not too bad to plan and think more, master the variables, and suppress them within a controllable range.

On the other hand, he felt that it was dangerous to indulge in this habit, and not to rely too much on it.

He raised his hand and stroked Cinderella's hair, and said softly, "I'm sorry. ”

Such a sincere apology is something he hasn't said in a long time.

This unexpected apology made Cinderella can't help but raise her eyes and open her eyes slightly.

She hurriedly said, "No, no, you didn't do anything wrong. It's my reason, it's not yours. ”

Then she remembered that she had broken the contract, and she said with some shame: "I promised His Highness to be his dance partner before, but I broke the contract again, I don't think His Highness will like me." ”

Qiao Heng said: "No, Your Highness likes you very much." ”

Cinderella apparently misunderstood the Count, thinking that he was persuading herself to accept the prince's affection. She showed the courage she had had invited the Count to dance with, and said, "But I don't like him!"

Her voice wasn't high, in fact, she never spoke louder. But there was a fierce tone in her tone, which of course had to be carefully contrasted with the extremely well-behaved and tame tone of her voice when facing the earl she revered, in order to come to such a conclusion. If this were to be exchanged for other arrogant and self-contained aristocratic ladies, this tone would not be a problem.

It sounds like a kid playing tricks. The young Earl said in his heart.

Cinderella hesitated, and she took a step forward, bringing herself closer to Qiao Heng.

Then she hesitated again, and she grabbed the Count's sleeve and tugged it down gently.

Qiao Heng thought that she had something to say to herself, so she bowed her head slightly.

Cinderella wrapped her other hand around his neck, and she looked up.

Qiao Heng tilted his head, and the kiss that should have been printed on the young earl's lips brushed past the corners of his lips.

He nudged Cinderella with a nudge.

Cinderella's face turned extremely pale, and she lost all of her blood almost instantly.

She said bitterly, "I'm sorry to offend you." ”

She let go of her arm, her fingertips clasping the sleeve of her shirt.

At this time, the king and queen, as well as the prince, led by several dukes and marquises, appeared on the dance floor.

The prince wore a gold-rimmed gown on a white background and a knight's sword inlaid with sapphires. His face was filled with a warm and appropriate smile, and it was polite to raise his hands and feet.

The two daughters of the Countess of Manifik stared at the prince for a moment, their cheeks flushed with excitement.

She lowered her voice and leaned into the ears of her two daughters, "Cheer up, be natural, and try to make the prince notice you." ”

The smiles on the faces of the two girls were so affectionate as the prince passed by them, but the prince's gaze didn't even stop at them.

After the appearance of the king, the orchestra played the music even harder.

Several young girls who were dancing with their male partners immediately put away their previous ramblings, and their dancing was extremely beautiful.

Cinderella didn't care about it, she looked at the ground as if she didn't see anything.

Suddenly, a pair of hands gently clasped her chin, and cold fingers lifted her chin.

"Why are you crying?" asked the young earl, puzzled.

Hearing him say this, Cinderella realized that she was actually in tears.

Cinderella twisted her head, wrenching her fingers away.

Obviously, this was the first time Qiao Heng was resisted by Cinderella.

Cinderella couldn't stop her tears, and she asked, "If you don't like me, why are you so nice to me?" ”