Ruan Mianmian returned to her residence in the city, but she still felt a little uneasy.

She always remembered the look on Cinderella's face when she mentioned her father, and instead of being happy, she revealed a deep sense of restlessness.

Why is he upset?

Could it be because Mr. Lancelot would bring him something bad?

Ruan Mianmian remembered what Cinderella had said in the past.

He said that Lancelot was trying not to upset Lady Coruna by posing as a girl and allowing him to take Cinderella's place.

But how could Lady Coruna, as Cinderella's biological mother, not even know her own daughter?

Even if it's because the baby is too old and the facial features haven't opened yet, there's not much difference, but what about the body?

A man and a woman, because of the different genders, there must be differences in the body, and Mrs. Corunna only needs to change the child's clothes to find the problem.

But Cinderella said that Lady Corona had no suspicions.

Is there really no doubt?

Or do you pretend you don't know anything even though you are aware of the truth?

If it's the latter, then it's scary to think about.

The more Ruan Mianmian thought about it, the more uneasy she became, and she recited a spell to attract a black crow.

The crow landed on the windowsill in front of her and raised its head as if waiting for her instructions.

Ruan Mianmian took out a bottle of potion, unscrewed the cap, and poured it into the palm of her hand.

The crow immediately lowered her head and drank the potion from her palm.

Ruan Mianmian touched its head: "Go and help me watch Cinderella." ”

As if he understood her, the crow spread its wings and flew into the night sky, where it soon vanished.

Closing the window, Ruan Mianmian lay down on the easy chair, adjusted her posture, closed her eyes, and the image of the black sky appeared in her mind.

That's what the crow sees when it flies in the night sky.

The potion she gave to the crow was mixed with a drop of her own blood, and after the crow drank the potion, it would become her eyes and ears, and wherever it arrived, she could see everything around her through its eyes.

In modern parlance, she turned the crow into a camera, and whatever the crow saw, it was transmitted to her mind to form a clear and three-dimensional image.

Crows fly fast.

It didn't take long for it to fly above a three-story western-style building with a red chimney.

Ruan Mianmian recognized it at a glance that this was Cinderella's home.

She commanded the crows to fly down.

The crow could not enter the house because it was too conspicuous to be spotted, and it could only wander outside the various windows, peering through the glass.

Luckily, it was still early and everyone hadn't gone to bed yet, so no one had closed the curtains.

The pitch-black crow flies in the night, its body blending perfectly into the night, and no one is aware of its presence.

It was outside the window of the three-story attic and found Cinderella.

The attic door was locked from the outside, the windows were boarded shut, and the crow could only look through the cracks in the board, and its scarlet eyes turned in the night, and there was an indescribable strange feeling.

It saw Cinderella sitting on the bed, his head bowed, his long curly blond hair braided and hanging down to his chest, his long eyelashes covering his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression at this time.

The crow's scarlet eyes rolled again.

In the narrow attic, Cinderella was the only one.

It looked like he was locked up in the attic again.

Ruan Mianmian saw this scene through the eyes of the crow, and could probably guess that this should have been done by Mr. Lancelot.

As she was thinking this, she suddenly remembered the sound of unlocking outside the attic door.

Then the door was pushed open.

A middle-aged gentleman wearing a white silk long-sleeved shirt with a black vest walked in.

He looked to be in his mid-thirties, with thin cheeks, blue eyes, deep eyebrows, and short brown hair neatly combed.

Cinderella heard the door open, looked up at the door, and when her eyes touched the middle-aged man, she paused slightly, and called softly, "Dad." ”

It was precisely because he raised his head that the crow could clearly see that the left side of his face was high and swollen, and there was a clear palm print on it, which was obviously slapped by someone.

Mr. Lancelot walked into the attic, but did not come any way near Cinderella.

He looked around and found no furniture like stools or chairs, so he could only stand a step away from the doorway and speak calmly.

"I originally thought that you were a very obedient child, but what I didn't expect was that you actually colluded with a witch while I was not at home, and you also let the witch live in the house and torture your stepmother and two sisters."

Cinderella didn't argue, her blue eyes as silent as the Dead Sea: "I'm sorry, Dad. ”

Lancelot frowned slightly, two shallow creases appeared between his eyebrows, and his tone was extremely serious: "For the sake of the dead Corona, I can not blame this incident, but you must swear that you will not associate with that witch again in the future, otherwise I will only kick you out of the house and never recognize you as a daughter again." ”

Cinderella didn't speak.

He refused with silence.

Lancelot's face sank suddenly, and the anger in his eyes became more and more obvious: "What did that witch do to you, making you prefer to be homeless rather than cut off from her?!" ”

It was a long time before he heard Cinderella's answer.

"She wants me to be myself again."

Lancelot's heart was shocked, and then he came to his senses, and asked sharply: "What do you mean by returning to yourself?" Do you know what you are? You're a monster, and no one likes a monster! ”

Her father's words were like spikes, piercing Cinderella's weakest spots.

His body trembled involuntarily.

He grabbed the sheets under him, his knuckles faintly white, as if he was trying to suppress something, and there was a dangerous aura on the verge of collapse.

Seeing this, Lancelot subconsciously took a step back: "What do you want to do?" Do you want to transform at this time? Have you forgotten what you promised me? ”

"You promised that you would always remain in human form, be an ordinary girl, and never harm humans under any circumstances!"

Cinderella closed her eyes.

Do your best to suppress the intense bloodlust in your body.

When he opened his eyes again, the aura of danger on his body had dissipated.

He looked at Mr. Lancelot, who was staring at him with a wary expression, and said in a bitter tone, "I will keep my promise and never harm humanity." ”

When Lancelot saw him return to his original state, his tense body relaxed, and his cold face eased slightly.

"Don't hang out with that witch in the future, she'll hurt you."

It was quiet for a long time.

He heard Cinderella answer.

"Hmm."!