White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 59 The Two Worlds of Cloud and Mud
"Be careful!" Ai Luo took Cinderella's waist and brought her into her arms.

Cinderella's waist was slender, like a frightened kitten. She leaned softly in Arlo's arms, her delicate little face still looking dazed.

She was sprained on her foot by the glass slipper, and the numbing pain spread along her ankle.

Cinderella, who had endured hardships, was very tolerant, but she still couldn't help but her eyes turned red because of the pain: "It hurts so much..."

It was Arlo's glass slipper, but it was one size too big for Cinderella.

Ai Luo quickly jumped off the pumpkin carriage, squatted down to check Cinderella's injuries, put his small hands on her ankles and rubbed them gently. Fortunately, apart from a slight redness and swelling, there was nothing serious.

The glass slipper barely hooked on Cinderella's toes, precariously.

Cinderella held up the hem of her skirt and cautiously stepped up the stairs, fearing that her glass slippers would slip down her ankles again.

"Your feet are so small." Ai Luo pulled down Cinderella's wide skirt and adjusted her skirt. "It's okay. It's covered by the skirt anyway. Just be careful when walking."

Cinderella nodded slightly.

But the eyes he looked at Ai Luo were still full of apologies.

Ai Luo has already helped her a lot, she can't cause any more trouble to the fairy sister.

It was a long way from the forest path to the palace where the prince held his dinner party.

Aaron sat on the pumpkin carriage and acted as the groom. He silently grasped the reins with his big hands and shook them symbolically. He lowered his eyes and silently recited a spell. After a flash of red in his eyes, the group of three people arrived in front of the palace in an instant.

The Gothic church stands tall, and the sharp cross seems to be about to pierce the thick dark clouds in the night.

The palace is magnificent, with bright lights shining through the gorgeous diamond-shaped colored windows, and the wild roses in the flower beds outside the palace are mottled with a layer of blurred color.

"arrive."

Aaron opened his lips solemnly, turned over and jumped out of the carriage.

Cinderella also jumped out of the carriage and stared blankly at the palace in front of her.

Every stone and tree here told her that she and her fantasy were just two worlds of clouds and mud.

The familiar feeling of inferiority surged into her heart again. Cinderella pursed her lips, tightened her skirt, and couldn't help but lower her head.

"Raise your head," said the man beside him in a low voice, with no trace of warmth in his flat voice, and Aaron snorted coldly, "This outfit is to make you stand out."

Cinderella was slightly stunned, and looked up at Aaron in surprise.

There was no sadness or joy in Aaron's handsome face, as if the words just now did not come from him.

Cinderella did not expect Aaron to say this. Although his words were not very pleasant as always, but...

Cinderella touched her chest.

The heart that had been caressed by Ai Luo was once again filled with warmth that she had never touched before.

Cinderella's worn cloth shoes didn't fit Arlo either.

Arlo's toes curled up in the small space, and she lightly lifted the hem of her skirt to jump out of the carriage. She accidentally tripped on the step, and Arlo stumbled two steps before barely regaining her balance.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, the pumpkin carriage behind him disappeared, as if it was dissipated in the evening wind, as if it was a dream that had never happened.

The waiter standing outside the palace had a straight back. When he saw the guests, he bowed politely and handed the ball masks to Aaron and Cinderella.

But when the messenger's eyes fell on Aaron, his body shook uncontrollably.

He knows this devil.

(End of this chapter)