Chapter 158: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (16)
"He said his name was Raphael, Prince Philip's brother."
Anastasia's pupils suddenly shrank, and her voice unconsciously became louder, almost breaking Shen Yuan's eardrums.
"Oh, silly sister! You were deceived by that man. Prince Philip doesn't have a brother named Raphael at all."
"ah?"
Chen Yuan opened her tender red mouth in confusion, looking a little bewildered.
What a stupid sister with no brains, she didn’t even know she was cheated.
Anastasia was now deeply regretful. If she had known earlier, she would not have gone dancing. She had actually let Dusula be targeted by the hateful liar.
She pulled Shen Yuan's wrist and looked her up and down worriedly.
"That man didn't touch you anywhere, did he?"
Shen Yuan slowly shook his head and whispered to Anastasia, who was filled with worry.
"Don't worry, sister. He didn't touch me."
Anastasha breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body instantly relaxed.
"That's good, that's good."
"Come, follow your sister. Don't stay here. Prince Philip is about to make an appearance."
She took Shen Yuan away, and behind her, Raphael looked in the direction they left, his eyebrows slightly lowered.
His cold gaze fell on Shen Yuan's fair and beautiful butterfly bones.
In the narrow pupils, there was a thick black color, crazy and paranoid.
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Anastasia took Shen Yuan to the center of the hall. The gorgeous lights shone on their sides, making Shen Yuan's fair skin look even more delicate, without even a trace of pores visible.
Beside me, several distinguished gentlemen lowered their voices and whispered to their friends.
"Whose noble lady is that? She is so beautiful. How come I have never seen her before?"
"I've never seen one before, I really want to marry her."
"Don't even think about it. You can tell at a glance that girl is of noble status. Besides, all the girls who came to the ball today came for Prince Philip."
A few seconds later, a blinding white light fell, and the whispers of the people around him gradually faded away.
The elegant and romantic British aristocratic symphony and the Blue Danube flow slowly in the hall.
At this time, a blue velvet curtain gathered around, covering the center of the dance floor.
The lights were so dazzling that they dazzled countless people's eyes.
The music gradually became more passionate, the musicians pushed and played the violins, and many princesses and noble ladies danced to the music.
Chen Yuan closed his eyes unconsciously, immersed himself in it, and felt the wonderful artistic conception of the Blue Danube.
It was really shocking and exciting.
In a moment, just as everyone was immersed in the wonderful music, the blue curtain in the center of the dance floor slowly faded downwards.
As it fell off, the scene wrapped inside gradually appeared before everyone's eyes.
At that moment, Chen Yuan heard the sound of people breathing in and out.
The man wearing a white horse mask appeared in the center of the dance floor. He was dressed in a gorgeous tuxedo, standing upright with a noble demeanor.
In his arms, he held a girl wearing a long dress decorated with blue gemstones.
The girl wore a precious crown on her head and a gorgeous red rose mask, her face could not be seen clearly. She had a slender figure and a pair of transparent crystal shoes on her feet.
The crystal shoes reflected a dazzling cold light under the lights in the hall.
The music did not stop, and Philip held the girl's hand in a noble manner and danced lightly on the dance floor.
With elegant demeanor and brisk dancing steps, the two looked like a match made in heaven and looked perfectly matched.
Anastasia's pupils suddenly shrank, and she looked in shock at the girl who was dancing with Philip in his arms.
Although she couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, from this angle she could see the girl's familiar figure and beautiful shoulder lines.
She narrowed her eyes unkindly, and the next second, as if she had discovered something, her breathing stopped.
This is...
Cinderella?!
Her breathing became uncontrollable and she rubbed her eyes to see clearly, but Prince Philip stopped the girl and turned in another direction, blocking Anastasia's sight.
Anastasia's back was soaked with cold sweat.
No....No way, that definitely couldn't be Cinderella.
She had no crown, no long dress, no crystal shoes, and no carriage to reach the palace.
Anastasia just thought it was ridiculous and couldn't believe it.
"Sister? Sister? What's wrong with you?"
Shen Yuan's sweet voice brought her back to her senses. Her pupils trembled, and she reached out and held Shen Yuan in her arms.
"It's okay, Dusula. Prince Philip already has a dance partner. I'll find you a better husband next time."
She was afraid that Shen Yuan would be sad, so she tried to comfort her clumsily.
Shen Yuan chuckled and shook his head
"Sister, I'm a little hungry, let's go eat something."
"good."
Anastasia, still feeling apprehensive, took Shen Yuan by the hand and went to a more secluded corner of the ballroom, where she brought her two pieces of cake.
"Be good, eat slowly."
"good."
Anastasia rubbed the top of Shen Yuan's head lovingly, then turned her head and looked at the center of the dance floor.
She had never seen the blue gem dress that was snatched away by Dusula, but she felt that the girl's figure and outline looked familiar.
She calmed herself down and forced herself to discard the unrealistic and impossible idea.
She must have been overthinking it. How could that bitch Cinderella, who was locked up in the woodshed of the manor, possibly be able to attend such a prestigious ball?
On the side, Shen Yuan took a fork with a gold-rimmed edge and began to taste the cake.
The cake was made by the royal chef of the palace. It tasted very good and Shen Yuan ate several pieces.
After eating the cupcakes, the dance was not over yet.
There were so many people in the ballroom that the air was so stuffy that Shen Yuan almost couldn't breathe.
She glanced at the darkening sky and decided to go to the garden to get some fresh air.
Anastasia's plan was disrupted by the sudden appearance of the girl, and her mind was unstable, so she didn't ask too many questions. She just reminded her to be careful and not run around.
Shen Yuan hummed softly, then stood up and left.
As she passed the corridor, she tilted her head and her gaze fell on the center of the dance floor.
It was indeed that blue jeweled dress.
Is Argus, the nasty evil spirit, the patron saint who fulfills Cinderella's wishes in the story?
No, he would never be so kind.
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