Chapter 156: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil [14]
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Soon, it was time to hold the dance party.
As the sky gradually darkened and the bright full moon hung high above the treetops, Shen Yuan finally walked out of the bedroom.
What she was wearing was not the red dress she wore a few days ago.
She wore a black crown, with her long black hair falling like a waterfall. A black tube top made of tulle wrapped around her upper body revealed her delicate and beautiful collarbone, as well as her slender white arms.
The lower body is a huge fluffy and dreamy long skirt with a golden bow wrapped around the back, outlining the slender waist.
It is also covered with a circle of glittering skirt, which can reflect a unique and high-end light under the lighting of the ball.
Further down, there is a slender and beautiful ankle, and the small and round toes are hidden in the black high heels, appearing white and delicate.
Elas was very satisfied with Dusula's appearance today and nodded happily.
"Sula, as soon as the ball starts, go and invite Prince Philip to dance with you and try to make him remember your face."
Chen Yuan responded obediently, her voice soft and sweet.
"Yes, Father."
Elas worriedly gave Anastasia a few instructions, asking her to take good care of Dusula and make sure she was not targeted by other dukes or princes.
Mrs. Bran reached out and touched Dusula's long hair, her expression loving and
"Just listen to your sister and don't run around. It's okay if Prince Philip doesn't like you. Have fun and come back soon."
Shen Yuan reached out and hugged her tightly.
"Um."
"Well, it's getting late, the carriage is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white carriage stopped in front of them.
Anastasha led Shen Yuan into the carriage. The interior of the carriage was also white and had several layers of cushions, so it was not easily bumpy.
"Father, Mother, let's go."
Anastasia stuck her head out the window and waved goodbye to the two of them.
The coachman drove the carriage forward at a moderate pace.
The carriage drove through the rose field. The rich rose fragrance was hidden in the evening breeze, blowing the bead curtain in front of the window and slipping into the carriage.
No one noticed that there was a strange figure standing in the corner of the manor behind them.
Cinderella looked at the direction the carriage left, her eyes filled with terrible viciousness and madness.
The nails were so long that they almost dug into the wall.
"Du..Sula..."
In the dark night, this shrill and vicious voice was carried by the wind to a faraway place.
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The carriage stopped outside the palace and was stopped by the servants and not allowed to enter.
After the coachman placed the small stool, he opened the curtain and asked the two to get off the carriage.
Anastasia got off the carriage, stood up straight, and reached out to help Dusula who was still in the carriage.
"Thank you, sister."
Shen Yuan smiled sweetly and leaned subconsciously into Anastasia's arms, her eyes sparkling and very beautiful.
The attendant who was waiting respectfully at one side had his eyes fixed on the exquisite-looking Dusula.
The two of them held their breath, unable to bear to look away.
After a while, one of them came back to his senses and immediately tugged at the sleeve of the servant beside him.
The two bowed their heads respectfully, and one of them spoke in a pious voice.
"Ladies, the ball is about to begin. Please follow me in."
"OK, thanks."
Anastasia nodded politely to express her gratitude, then walked in with Shen Yuan in hand, following the attendant.
The architecture inside the palace is also European in style, magnificent and majestic, with many flowers planted, but most of them are bright red roses.
People in this world seem to prefer red roses.
It symbolizes elegance, refinement and beauty.
The white fountain building ejected a stream of water from the center, which then spread out in all directions.
The further in he went, the more princesses and noble ladies he saw in luxurious dresses. The sight was so dazzling that it almost dazzled Shen Yuan.
She timidly grabbed Anastasia's skirt, her face stiff, and muttered softly
"Sister, there are so many people here."
Anastasia chuckled and ruffled the top of her hair lovingly.
"Why haven't I seen you so timid at home, huh? Little Princess Dusula?"
"ah!"
As soon as the words fell, Shen Yuan spoke angrily, her delicate face wrinkled into a ball, and her tone was fierce and fierce.
"Don't call me that. Keep your voice down so no one else can hear you."
Little Princess Dusula, this name sounds so shy and people will laugh at me.
Anastasia couldn't stop laughing again.
She loved teasing Dusula the most. She was very funny when she was angry.
Why didn't she realize before that her sister had such a lovely side.
The handsome attendant beside him lowered his head respectfully with a humble expression. When he heard the cute tone of Dusula's temper, his heart itched.
He had never seen such a beautiful girl and wondered which family she was from.
However, the girls who could come to the ball were of extremely noble status and position, which was definitely not something a mere servant like him could aspire to.
It's an overstepping of authority.
The attendant lowered his head in panic and said respectfully
"Ladies, we're here, please come in."
Anastasha nodded and walked in with Shen Yuan.
Behind him, the servant raised his head uncontrollably and looked at the slender and tall beautiful figure walking away.
Tonight, he saw many beautiful ladies and princesses, but none of them could compare to this girl named Dusula.
She is like the most beautiful and purest rose among the flowers.
As long as she is there, everyone's eyes will be glued to her, making the roses around her dim.
The servant reluctantly withdrew his gaze, turned around and left, and continued to serve the next lady who came to the ball.
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"My two beautiful ladies, these are the masks you need to wear to the ball. Please choose yourselves."
In front of him were hundreds of masks made of different materials and styles, but all of them were very beautiful, vying to attract Shen Yuan's attention.
She stretched out her hand, her pink fingertips brushed across the mask, and finally stopped on a black mask.
The mask is inlaid with several precious gems around it, and a huge black iris is engraved on the left side. It is lifelike, as if it has life, and is flowing with layers of faint light.
She likes irises.
Shen Yuan curled her lips slightly, picked up the mask and put it on.
It almost covered most of her face.
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