Chapter 169: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (27)

"Shut up."

The cold voice that fell into my ears was filled with gritted teeth. In less than half a second, he disappeared from the room without a trace.

It feels like fleeing in despair.

-

The news of Anastasia's death soon reached Rose Manor. According to people at the palace, Anastasia had cut off her legs and chopped off the flesh to pretend to be the princess.

Prince Philip was furious and chopped off her head with a sword.

As for the truth, no one has explored it.

Chen Yuan originally thought that Elas would cry when he heard the news. Even if she was not his biological daughter, his eyes would at least turn red.

It turned out that she was totally wrong.

Islas was stunned for two seconds, then looked at Cinderella and raised his chin coldly.

"If you go, I know your sister is useless. She will definitely be exposed. It's better for her to die. It will bring peace to her."

Blanchett, who was standing by, saw that Elas was so cold-blooded and ruthless that she rushed up like a madman and was about to slap him.

However, how could a beautiful and weak woman possibly defeat a tall and powerful man?

“Bang!”

The crisp sound of slapping echoed in the empty hall, and Blanchett fell to the ground in a mess, with glaring red fingerprints on her face.

"What are you crazy about? I really spoil you!"

"Elas! My daughter is dead, listen to what you are saying? If you hadn't forced her, would she have cut off her heels and pretended to be a princess? You lunatic! Madman!"

She screamed hysterically, her face flushed red, no longer showing any of her gentle and kind appearance.

Elas felt that he had made a mistake. If he had known that Blanchett was such a crazy woman, he would rather marry a maid than her!

"What do you mean I forced her to do that? If you want to blame someone, blame Anastasia for being so vicious that she actually dared to ruin Ella's face. If she dared to hurt my daughter, don't blame me for being disrespectful!"

"You'd better behave yourself, or I'll divorce you!"

After saying that, Elas snorted coldly, without even looking at Blanchett, and left angrily.

Ten years ago, he might have felt sad if Bran cried.

But now more than ten years have passed, and no matter how beautiful Bran is, he feels dull and boring.

After all, who can eat only one dish every day for ten years?

"Madman...Madman..."

Blanchett's tears fell down in big drops, and she cried like a pear blossom in the rain, looking sad and pitiful.

Although she is no longer young, thirty years old is the age when women mature, and her beauty and charm cannot be compared with that of a young girl.

For example, at this moment, even though she was crying so miserably, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.

"Mom, why are you crying? Look, your makeup is all ruined."

Cinderella tutted sarcastically, stood up from the table, and slowly walked over to Bran.

Seeing those who bullied me before, some died, some were abandoned,

She looked arrogant and felt extremely happy.

Bran gritted his teeth and glared at Cinderella fiercely, as if he wanted to drink her flesh and eat her bones.

"Don't call me mother! You don't deserve it! Your mother is dead, and you are just an unwanted beast! Pathetic creature!"

She had only two daughters, Anna and Dusula.

Cinderella was not angry at all even though Blanchett pointed at her nose and scolded her.

She raised her lips sarcastically, bent down, and looked at Blanchett playfully.

"Mother, don't be so angry. It's not good for your health if you get angry. Don't you want to know how Anna died?"

Blanchett's pupils shrank and her eyes widened with anger

"Is it you! Is it you!"

She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she suddenly got up from the ground, pounced on Cinderella viciously, and knocked her to the ground.

Blanchett grabbed her by the neck

"Tell me! Did you kill Anna? It had to be you... It had to be you. You've always held a grudge against her, so you used Prince Philip to kill her, right?!"

Blanchett's strength was not great, but the hand that was pinching Cinderella at this moment felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

A mother in despair will risk her life for her child.

"Ahem...let go...let go!"

The blood surged up, wave after wave hitting Cinderella's fragile nerves.

Her eyes were wide and bloodshot, and she tried desperately to pull Blanchett's hand away.

The sharp nails scratched the delicate skin, and bright red blood flowed out.

Blanchett seemed not to feel the pain, and the strength in her palms grew stronger and stronger, as if she wanted to strangle Cinderella's neck alive.

Cinderella felt more and more uncomfortable, and a feeling of suffocation rose in her throat. She tried to breathe by opening her mouth wide, but the oxygen flowing into her chest became thinner and thinner.

Blanchett struck with all her might, her face filled with ferocity, like a she-wolf protecting her cubs.

“Let go…let go…”

Cinderella's struggling movements gradually subsided, and with her vision blurred, she bit the tip of her tongue.

The blood gushed out and the severe pain made her sober up a lot.

"Agos...s..."

She spoke weakly, trying to summon the evil spirit.

until...

"Mother, let go!"

Cinderella's eyes rolled back and she fainted completely.

Blanchett's eyes were bloodshot and tear-filled, but up close they appeared hollow and out of focus.

Until she heard Shen Yuan's voice, she seemed to have found her backbone, and hugged Shen Yuan's waist and burst into tears.

"Dusula...Dusula, it was her, Cinderella, who killed your sister!"

"Kill her now! Avenge your sister!"

Looking at her falling into madness, Shen Yuan felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

She opened her mouth, but the words she spoke were trembling and choked with sobs.

"I'm going to the palace and I'll bring back my sister's body."

Blanchett suddenly grabbed Shen Yuan's arm, her long nails almost digging into the flesh.

Chen Yuan felt pain and frowned unconsciously, but forced herself not to make a sound.

"Bring back your sister's body? Yes... She would be scared if she were alone in the palace..."

"Bring her back..."

Blanchett murmured absentmindedly.

"Don't be provoked by Cinderella. She doesn't have the ability to collude with Prince Philip, right?"

Shen Yuan placed her soft white hands on Blanchett's back, and spoke in a gentle voice, soothing her emotions like soothing a child.

Finally, Blanchett slowly came to her senses. She lay in Shen Yuan's arms and repeated

"Bring your sister back, Dusula."

"She'll be scared if she stays alone in the palace..."

The tip of Chen Yuan's nose felt sore, and waves of heat surged into his eyes, swirling around and about to flow out from the corners of his eyes.

She suppressed her bitterness and discomfort and hugged Blanchett tighter.

"Okay, I'll bring her back."

Of course.

No matter what secrets are hidden in the palace, she must find out the murderer who killed Anastasia!

-

Blanchett was going crazy, and the doctor came out of the bedroom and shook his head regretfully at Ellas.

"I'm sorry, Duke Ailas, the lady suffered from temporary schizophrenia due to the huge external stimulation and excessive grief. We are really powerless to help."

Elas leaned over and took a look at the scene in the bedroom.

Blanchett looked haggard and sat on the bed with a silly look on her face, holding a pearl necklace in her hand.

"Anna... Hey, my baby Anna's birthday is coming up, and I want to give her the pearl necklace."

After saying that, she suddenly grinned and stretched out her hand towards the deserted corner.

"Anna... come, let mommy hold you."

"Come here quickly, Mommy has prepared a birthday present for you, it's a pearl necklace, so beautiful."

Tsk, this woman is really crazy.

Elas looked away with disgust, waved at the doctor, and his brows showed unconcealable impatience.

"Okay, okay, got it, let's go."

The doctor smiled apologetically, packed up his medicine box and left Rose Manor.

Elas was too lazy to waste time here, and Blanchett had become a madman, which did not arouse his interest at all.

So he adjusted his tie a little, turned and walked towards the small attic area where the maids lived.