The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

She took some snacks and drinks from the side and started eating.

Anastasia and Dusula always followed her, and when they saw their mother eating, they ate too.

Dusula asked, "Mommy, are you eating now so that you will have enough energy to run later?"

This is such a gorgeous misunderstanding.

Of course Chu Bainiao couldn't say that she was just hungry, so she could only nod in agreement with her.

The king and queen, dressed in luxurious attire, sat at the highest point of the ballroom.

The prince was sitting in a seat one level lower than them, and was about to stand up when he saw Chu Bainiao and the other three.

The queen's cold voice came, "Today there is a princess from a neighboring country coming to the ball. You know what to do."

The prince froze, but decided to stand up. He saluted the king and queen, "I know what I should do."

The king and queen watched him walk towards the oriental woman and did not try to stop him.

"Miss Chu," the prince's voice sounded, "I knew you would come."

The prince was the focus of the crowd. Before the ball started, he walked down and started talking to a woman.

Everyone's eyes were focused here.

Anastasia and Dusula looked at each other nervously, but Chu Bainiao still maintained his low-key attitude.

She lifted her skirt and saluted the prince, then politely replied, "Of course I can't miss your highness's ball."

The prince was obviously very happy to hear her say that, especially since Chu Bainiao looked exceptionally beautiful today. The one-shoulder design of her skirt revealed her snow-white shoulders and a little softness.

She wore exquisite jewels on her swan-like neck, and the purple skirt not only did not make her look old, but instead added a touch of elegance and grace to her.

The prince felt regretful. If he had been allowed to choose, he would definitely choose to dance the opening dance with Chu Bainiao. Unfortunately, the other party was not only an orphan but also had been married.

The prince exchanged a few more words with her and then left. According to the rules, he still had to chat with the daughters of other dukes and earls.

After the prince left, Anastasia and Dusula finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the attention focused on them did not decrease.

After all, not all noble girls are from the royal city. Many of them come from other places and have never seen Chu Bainiao, so they are naturally curious about her.

Who on earth could be the first one to be greeted by His Royal Highness the Prince?

Everyone was whispering, and after a busybody revealed Chu Bainiao's identity, the others withdrew their gazes.

They believed that a woman who had been married twice would naturally not become a princess. Since she would not become a princess, there was no need to target her.

The royal band began to play, and the soft music flowed slowly in the hall. The nobles toasted and chatted happily.

Some of them were unable to fit in at the dance. Their bodies were tense and they seemed to be on alert for something, making them particularly conspicuous.

Anastasha followed them to the high-ranking queen, and after catching a glimpse of the queen's displeasure with them, she tried to relax herself.

It was eight o'clock in the evening and the dance party officially began.

According to the rules, the prince needs to choose a girl to dance the opening dance.

But the prince looked around and couldn't find the princess from the neighboring country.

His eyes fell on Chu Bainiao's face. After a moment of silence, he walked to his seat high on the stage and sat down.

The opening dance must be performed with the princess of the neighboring country, so as to show their respect for the neighboring country. It would be best if a marriage alliance could be formed, but even if it is not possible, at least there will be no enmity.

After all, their country already has internal troubles and cannot afford external threats.

Time passed slowly, and the noble girls waiting on the dance floor began to whisper. No one understood why the prince returned to his seat.

Is there no one among them who can make the prince want to dance?

Anastasia and Dusula stood patiently and silently on both sides of Chu Bainiao.

After waiting for about another hour, the door of the ballroom was pushed open again, and a beautiful girl slowly walked in from the center of the door.

His long brown hair was neatly tied behind his head, with jewels and flowers pinned in his hair, beautiful but not dazzling.

His skin was as delicate as snow under the moonlight, his eyebrows were gentle and soft, his nose was straight and small, and his lips were as beautiful as the brightest flowers.

He raised his head and looked up, and those beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak, instantly crushing everyone's mind.

On her snow-white neck she wore gorgeous jewels that no one else had ever seen. Her light blue skirt shone brightly in the candlelight, as if stars were flowing on it. It was a fabric that they had never seen before.

The sound of crystal high heels stepping on the ground one step at a time brought everyone back to their senses.

The girl walked into the ballroom with dignity and grace, stood in the middle, and looked quietly at the prince.

The prince quickly stood up, walked down the stairs, came to him, gracefully half-knelt down and stretched out his hand, "Dear girl, can I invite you to dance?"

A smile appeared on his beautiful face, and the hand that had been placed in front of him was placed in the prince's palm in a reserved manner.

The band started playing the next song at the right time, and the two of them danced slowly in the center of the dance floor.

Anastasha was surprised and said, "Who is that? He must be a princess? He is so beautiful!"

Dusula also spoke up: "She must be the princess of a neighboring country. Her every move is as graceful as a painting."

Everyone was watching the dance in the center of the dance floor, looking at the beautiful and graceful girl, almost guessing that she was a real princess.

Chu Bainiao drank the wine in his hand expressionlessly and looked towards the dance floor with a serious look.

Cinderella -

I didn't expect that it was you who assassinated him personally.

She now looks much taller than the little girl she used to be, as if she were a few years older, and shorter than the man, with softer facial features.

Add to that her makeup, outfit, and accessories, and no one could recognize her.

Yes, if she couldn't see through people's souls, and if Cinderella hadn't changed her appearance in front of her, she wouldn't have expected it.

How is this done? Is the fairy tale world really so magical?

After the opening dance, the prince still chose to continue dancing with her.

The remaining noble ladies looked at each other and slid onto the dance floor in pairs.

As previously discussed, Anastasia and Dusula held each other's hands and joined the dance floor.

Chu Bainiao looked around calmly.

The rebels only sent Cinderella?

She was a little bit incredulous, but there was indeed no unusual movement around her.

Could it be that the time for assassination has not yet come?

After the two dances, the prince took Cinderella to the table and personally poured her a glass of champagne, which was reserved for the royal family.

The prince looked at the beautiful girl with burning eyes as she gently put the wall of the cup to her lips. The wine-red liquid stained her delicate lips, making her already red lips even redder.

The prince asked politely like a gentleman: "Princess Hicks, what do you think?"