The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

Cinderella raised her eyes and glanced at him calmly. Spencer surrendered immediately, "I really don't know. There is nothing unusual about her living and eating. It's just like usual."

Cinderella lowered her head and said, "Look at her more."

"I know, I know."

Spencer left quickly, and Cinderella continued to play the role of a gardener who had just arrived at the castle and was working hard.

However, the gardener did not seem to be very honest. After taking a bath at night, he climbed up along the uneven surface of the castle's exterior.

With his strong arms he grasped the window sill and with a little effort, he sat down on the windowsill.

There was a white porcelain vase on the windowsill, with some beautiful roses in it. The gardener was not paying attention when he climbed through the window and kicked the vase over with his foot.

He hurriedly jumped in to catch it, and narrowly caught the vase just as it was about to fall to the ground.

The water in the bottle rippled out and splashed onto the carpet.

Chu Bainiao walked up to him and looked down at him from above. Cinderella looked up and grinned, pretending to be well-behaved.

"Sister, you look a little pale, are you feeling unwell?"

The title changed from Aunt Chu to Miss Chu, to Chu Bainiao, Niao Niao, and now to Sister.

It's really varied.

He got up from the ground, first raised his hips, then knelt, and then stood up on one knee. His whole set of kung fu was smooth and not at all artificial.

"If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you must see a doctor. What do you think, Sister Chu?"

Chu Bainiao looked at him as if she were her senior brother at this moment. The damage caused to her by her inner demon was obviously more than just spitting out blood.

She couldn't quite tell who was who.

"I'm not feeling unwell, what are you doing here?"

The cold and distant voice made Cinderella's eyes darken quickly.

But he quickly thought of something and still maintained his sunny and cheerful demeanor, "I'm here to apologize to my sister."

"Come and explain to your sister too."

"Did you scare me last time? I'm so sorry. I won't do it again. I like you very much and I hope you like me too."

He approached cautiously and tentatively, took Chu Bainiao's hand, then forced a broad smile and took her to sit on the sofa over there.

"I told my sister everything."

Although it seemed irrational to do so, Cinderella had already sent people to surround the castle tightly, which not only provided protection but also served as a disguised form of house arrest.

He didn't want to have a conflict with Chu Bainiao, but he couldn't gamble with the lives of his brothers.

This is the only way to do it.

Use some news to scare them and reduce the frequency of them leaving the castle. Even if they go to the royal ball later, it will be too late.

Cinderella took her hand to her lips and kissed it. "My mother is the adopted daughter of Duke Meg. After Duke Meg passed away, my father inherited the Dukedom according to his will."

Cinderella frowned in distress, but still chose not to tell anyone about her father's affairs. After all, if she told them, then she would no longer be able to hide the fact that he had someone kill her father.

"Duke Meg was one of the organizers of the rebellion. After his death, my father did not inherit his will, but continued to be loyal to the corrupt and extravagant royal family."

"Auntie Duffy, who raised me, was also a member of the rebel army. She raised me as a girl and fed me medicine that would keep me looking like a girl when I started to develop."

"Aunt Duffy told me that I must carry on Duke Meg's and my mother's legacy, accept the rebels and overthrow the royal family. Disguising myself as a girl so harmless that she would even be bullied by the servants is part of our plan."

"The long-standing division between men and women, as well as the bullying, abuse and contempt I suffered since childhood, have shaped my twisted personality."

Cinderella didn't want to hide it, after all, the other party had seen him like that. However, since the other party didn't like it, he could choose to continue pretending.

"I work in the castle disguised as a girl during the day, and at night I am picked up by the rebels and turned back into a man to learn all kinds of knowledge and exercise. I am very tired."

Cinderella described herself as miserable in the hope of inspiring her sympathy, although the truth was also miserable.

But at that time he had just learned the reasons for the death of his mother and Duke Meg, and it was a time when hatred was adding boundless power, so he did not feel tired.

He just developed a crazy and twisted personality.

"I used the excuse of a riot in the territory to get away because the rebels have made some big moves recently. But I still can't tell you what they are. Sister, you have to think about it for me too."

He half-knelt in front of Chu Bainiao, rubbed his face gently on her palm, with his eyebrows raised and drooped at the ends, looking delicate and pitiful.

Now this face has some overlap with the little girl before.

Chu Bai Niao held his face in her hands, and leaned closer as if bewitched. Their hot and humid breaths intertwined, and she asked, "Will there be any danger?"

Cinderella smiled as bright as the sun. "No, sister, are you worried about me? I'm so happy."

"I like my sister the most. Can you marry me?"

He pounced on me like a puppy, rubbing and licking me, becoming more and more demanding.

Chu Bainiao's mind was in turmoil at the moment and she was confused and slow. If she wasn't careful, he would take advantage of her.

Cinderella's eyes were red, and she picked her up while panting. When passing by the windowsill, she closed the window and pulled the curtain, then walked around the bed and locked the door.

He couldn't wait to push her onto the bed.

His eyes were shifty and filled with inexplicable excitement. "Sister, you did this voluntarily."

Chu Bainiao felt that his soul was floating and unpredictable.

It cannot be implemented.

She could only endure it in confusion. No matter how perverted or excessive the other party's actions were, she did not react at all.

After a while, Cinderella realized something was wrong.

He resisted the urge, picked her up and called her in panic, but found that she did not respond.

Even the heartbeat is gone!

In an instant, Cinderella was going crazy. He quickly packed up the two of them and found the butler to ask him to bring a doctor over.

The sleeping rebel doctor was pulled out of bed and asked to examine the hostess of the castle, but the more he diagnosed, the more he sweated.

He swallowed his saliva under Cinderella's murderous gaze and said with difficulty: "Second, Second Leader..."

"She is dead..."

"What the f*ck did you say!"

Cinderella let out a roar and lifted the doctor off the stool. "You damn quack! Quack! She was just talking to me! How could she die? Quack, quack!"

"Spencer! Go get the doctor again! Go again! Go quickly!"

Cinderella's face turned red, her eyes were bloodshot, veins on her forehead were throbbing, and she was furious like a wild beast that had lost its mind.

He threw the doctor to the ground and he ran out in fear.

Spencer kept staring at the person on the bed. She opened her eyes blankly, without any expression on her face, looking wooden and empty.

I'm afraid he's really dead.