Dress up and fight!

Chapter 921 Roll the Ball, Cinderella (12)

Choosing to enter the palace is not only because you can have a better life, but also because there are many souls that can be obtained here, and they are easy to obtain.

With such a wish, Cinderella was naturally terrified when she heard the system say that she had no energy: "Didn't I accumulate a lot of energy before?"

The system replied angrily: "It's used up."

Cinderella's eyes widened in surprise, how could so much energy be used up.

But because she was afraid that the system would settle accounts with her, Cinderella resigned herself to her fate and kept her mouth shut.

The system was actually very depressed: after the demon was summoned earlier, he didn't give him an energy feedback as usual, probably something happened, that is to say, the business was a loss.

In addition, the prince was originally a self-willed and strong-willed person, so it was not easy to change his mind about Cinderella. Just changing his mind exhausted all his remaining energy.

Now it's really about to shut down automatically, and when the time comes, this cruel and stupid woman doesn't know if she can find a way to restart it.

Otherwise, just swallow her up and find her next home. The system is quietly planning.

If it hadn't been for seeing how black this woman's soul was, it would never have made a contract with such an idiot.

Cinderella is well aware of the power of this system, so she has never worried about her future in the palace, and she is even very sure of conquering the prince's heart.

Just like when he was at Elura's gate just now, the prince already hated him very much, because under the control of the system, the prince's biggest attitude has undergone a reversal change.

Therefore, Cinderella firmly believes that as long as she has this system, she can become the only one in the prince's heart.

Cinderella heard the heaviness and tension in the system's words.

So, she looked around the room nervously, and she was surprised to find that the prince is really a very considerate person.

In addition to the bed, this room is equipped with a dressing table, a dressing chair, and other living facilities.
The most important thing is that there is also a cabinet of brocade clothes in this room.

And there was a box on the dressing table. Cinderella went to open the box, and saw that it was full of all kinds of jewelry. It seemed that the prince had prepared it for her before he found her.

Seeing this scene, Cinderella was inexplicably moved.

She didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to do so, let alone whether such an approach would have any impact on the prince, king and queen.

Then, as if the system knew what Cinderella was thinking, he urged Cinderella again: "Hurry up and collect energy, I will shut down immediately."

Hearing the words that the system said to shut down immediately, Cinderella's spirit was shocked: what was she thinking, she was about to own a country.

Thinking of Cinderella lowering her eyes and clenching her fists resolutely, she herself is the most important thing.

Afterwards, she turned her gaze to the jewelry box aside, maybe there were other ways.

The maids soon came in to serve the water. Seeing their skillful movements, Cinderella seemed to remember something, took out a beautiful gemstone necklace from the jewelry box, and asked several people: "What do you think of this necklace? Does it look good?"

The maids glanced at Cinderella, then walked out again with their heads down.

They all come from aristocratic families, and the aristocrats and wealthy households have different hobbies for jewelry.

And the prince is a straight man of steel, he has no taste at all in his preference for jewelry except that it is big and bright, long and thick.

In the past, Cinderella's sisters also snatched the things that Cinderella brought out and broke them.

Seeing that the maids were silent and just lowered their heads, Cinderella looked at them with some satisfaction: These people must be jealous.

So, Cinderella could block the way of the maid who spoke to her before: "You haven't said anything yet!"

Looking at the golden necklace studded with emeralds, the maid replied out of conscience: "Yes, it is quite heavy." I hope your neck can bear it.

In fact, they just don't like this dirty woman, but there is really not much jealousy.

If the prince really liked someone's girl, he wouldn't just bring her into the palace so easily. At least he would have to get engaged first. What's the matter now, is he a mistress?

Moreover, she really doesn't know what the prince looks like, this jewelry is really not good-looking.

Cinderella looked at the other party, thinking that she was deliberately evading it because she was too jealous.

So, she quickly grabbed the item in her hand and said to the maid, "I'll give it to you if you like it." As long as the person takes the jewelry away, the system will have energy.

The maid looked at Cinderella's face in astonishment: Is there something wrong with this girl? Can't she see her rejection?

Although she can't wear it on weekdays, she has a lot of expensive jewelry, okay?

Pushing the necklace back into Cinderella's hand, the maid hurried away.

Cinderella watched the maid leave with some satisfaction, and at the same time nervously asked the system: "How is it, do you have energy?"

The system's angry voice became sharp: "If you have a fart, a fool will be jealous of this string of pig chains in your hand." In a hurry, Mandarin came out.

Cinderella: "." Is it chanting a spell?

Not to mention Cinderella's depression, Jin Qing is also depressed at home.

She is now working hard to draw a portrait of the butler, and plans to post this portrait on the bulletin board so that others can help find the butler's trace.

Seeing Jin Qing's seriousness lying on the table and drawing vigorously, 707 sneered in the sea of ​​​​consciousness: "You should find someone to come and paint, just your painting, you can't find it in front of people."

Jin Qing didn't speak, but just drew the portrait silently.

After a whole morning, when it was time to eat, Jin Qing finally finished his masterpiece.

Jin Qing carefully lifted the painting up to admire, and 707 in the sea of ​​consciousness was stunned: "My God, how did you do it!"

Jin Qing didn't speak, but just scoffed at 707 in a disdainful tone: tremble, you idiot.

707: "." Who gave you the courage?

Without responding to 707, Jin Qing handed the painting to the maid who came to bring her meals: "Take this painting out and hang it on the bulletin board."

The maid took the painting, her cheeks twitched unconsciously, and she couldn't help asking: "What is this for?"

Jin Qing replied to her in a good mood: "Look for someone."

The maid's expression was instantly ferocious, and she screamed, "Are you sure this is a person."

Jin Qing frowned: Why are these people so tasteless.

In Jin Qing's eyes, the portraits she draws are as real as those taken by a digital camera.

(End of this chapter)