Inside the palace, Su Luo enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast while contemplating the current situation.

The queen in Snow White wasn't the final boss, so isn't she just the first version of the wicked queen?

this……

This is not good news.

Based on the experience of the previous fairy tale, this Snow White is probably not as honest as she seems on the surface, not to mention what that maid just said.

Did Snow White and the seven dwarfs go to the forest to find the hunter again?

Is this how the story unfolds? I don't think I've even given the other party the poisoned apple yet, so how come the hunter and the seven dwarfs have appeared? The difference in skill level is just too great.

Thinking of this, Su Luo beckoned, and the personal maid who had delivered the message stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and waited for Su Luo to speak.

Where did Snow White meet the seven dwarfs?

Upon hearing this, the maid paused slightly, instinctively looked up, then realized something was amiss and hurriedly lowered her head, replying, "Isn't that the playmate Your Majesty personally found for Snow White?"

Su Luo: ? ? ?

What is all this? I, no, I am Snow White's stepmother, personally finding Snow White a playmate, and this playmate is none other than the dwarfs.

"How old is the princess this year?"

"……sixteen."

"And her height..."

"Probably about the same as Your Highness the Queen."

"hiss."

Upon hearing this, Su Luo gasped.

This sounds like an adult, with such a large height difference between him and the dwarfs. Can they really be playmates? Or is it more like Snow White taking care of a bunch of dwarfs?

Afterwards, Su Luo, disguised as the wicked queen, took a walk around the palace and found that everyone, whether servants or maids, from princes and ministers to commoners, seemed to have a very good impression of this future queen. However, whenever she mentioned Snow White, everyone's expression was indescribable, and they would then find an excuse to leave or change the subject.

Something's not right here!

This strangeness reached its peak after Snow White returned to the city.

"Your Majesty, Snow White has returned." A maid rushed over and told Su Luo in a panic, as if it were a raging monster rather than Snow White who had returned.

Su Luo nodded, thinking to herself, "So what if they're back? Look at these people, some of them are even trembling. Is it really necessary?"

That's really necessary!

Su Luo was still somewhat shocked when he watched Snow White direct the seven dwarfs to drag the blood-soaked spoils of victory back to the palace.

The so-called spoils of war were still bleeding, their blood staining the ground red. Some had severed arms and legs, some had their heads chopped off, and others had only their limbs cut off, writhing on the ground like reptiles.

These spoils of victory were not animals or insects, nor were they strange creatures, but rather... people!

"Your Majesty." The hunter bowed respectfully to Su Luo and, as if giving a professional report, quickly and concisely recounted the day's events to her.

"The princess was in a good mood today and went hunting outside the city. These are her spoils."

Hunting? Loot?

Su Luo was slightly taken aback. Looking at the silent maids and servants in the garden who dared not look up, she knew that this was definitely not the first time.

This isn't some wicked queen; she's clearly a wicked princess!

I finally understand where the problem with this fairy tale lies.

If this trend continues, Su Luo has a persistent feeling that he will receive a poisoned apple tomorrow.

"Good morning, Queen, Stepmother."

Snow White walked past her without any respect, staring at Su Luo's face and even licking her lips in front of Su Luo, as if she were examining a moving humanoid food to judge whether she was delicious.

Su Luo was not to be outdone, coldly looking back at Snow White. Their auras had already clashed dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Finally, Snow White suddenly sneered, withdrew her gaze, waved her hand, and beckoned the seven dwarfs to carry the blood-stained rope toward her palace.

"Your Majesty, your seven little dwarfs are so obedient and comfortable to use. I love them!"

A voice accompanied by a cold laugh drifted over, but Su Luo did not reply. Her gaze fell on the seven dwarfs who walked past her, and their shocking scars came into view.

Blow marks, whip marks, burns, one after another, new wounds covering old ones, leaving the body covered in wounds.

These...were all made by Snow White?

It was completely different from the fairy tale I had imagined.

It wasn't until Snow White and the seven dwarfs had gone far away that Su Luo came to her senses and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Wait a minute, in this story, the entire plot can be said to be triggered by a single sentence from the magic mirror. Without that sentence, the queen in the story wouldn't have wanted to kill Snow White.

If that's the case, then... where is that magic mirror?

Even if the personality has reversed and the main plot is chaotic now, where is this crucial magic mirror?

Thinking of this, Su Luo looked at her personal maid and asked, "Where is the mirror in my palace?"

To everyone's surprise, the maid trembled violently upon hearing the word "mirror," her legs buckled, and she knelt down. After a long silence, she whispered, "Your Majesty, you said you don't like looking in mirrors, so... so there are no mirrors in your royal bedchamber."

No mirror?

Could it be that the Queen hid it?

Su Luo didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she returned to her own bedchamber and searched the entire room. There was no trace of a secret room, nor any trace of a mirror, as if the queen simply didn't like looking in the mirror.

etc!

Now that the characters have been reversed, what about this mirror...?

In the princess's hands!

...

Meanwhile, Snow White sat in her magnificent palace, shaking the unidentified red liquid in her hand, a smile playing on her lips.

Directly opposite her seat, a retro-looking and luxurious mirror hung peacefully on the wall.

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me, who is the fairest of them all?"

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me, who is the fairest of them all?"

"Of course it's my great Snow White... ah, ah... of course it's my great... Queen!"

Upon hearing this, Snow White, who had been smiling, paused in her actions. Then, the red liquid was thrown against the wall along with the glass, leaving behind bright red streaks.

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, I'll ask you one more time, who is the fairest of them all?"

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes passed, and the magic mirror dared not speak; the magic mirror remained silent.

"Good, very good."

"Is there any way to get rid of the Queen? Once she's dead, I'll be the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Magic Mirror: Of course, my great Snow White!