I Became Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister (MTL) [COMPLETED]

164. Oops, sheep shock.

Priest Kitty stood on the corridor at the junction of the inner and outer palaces, waiting quietly.

Since the first ray of sunlight passed through the window in the morning, illuminating her room, her heart has been shrouded in dark clouds for a whole month.

How nice,

The light is back,

And this is not a dream!

She took the Saint Son and the Saint to pick flowers outside the palace, and rearranged the inside and outside of the shrine to be completely new. After finishing the routine prayers, she came here and waited. Even if the Queen of God is not out, there is nothing impatient.

A saint passing by with a flower basket:

"Priest Kitty, what are you waiting for here?"

Priest Kitty smiled gently:

"Wait for Miss God Queen."

The Queen of God brings the gospel to people, and when she comes, the world has light again.

"...Oh," the saint said strangely, "but the lady queen is out...just in the garden, I saw lady queen sitting on a swing when I passed by, oh, yes, she still held a golden gold in her arms Little lamb."

"Swing?" The priest Kitty was taken aback, "What swing?"

There is no swing in the garden.

"Yes...the white swing, the pattern is very beautiful, it stands under the rattan flower frame...there is color red on the white clouds, oh, it's so beautiful..."

The lady god queen mentioned by the two is holding the little lamb and sitting on the swing.

A gentle wind gently pushed the swing and swayed, with a green wisteria flower stand above her head. While dotted with small purple flowers, she wore a white long skirt embroidered with stars and moon silver patterns, the skirt flowing down long, When blown by the wind, it spreads like a wave.

As soon as Moriel entered the garden, he saw this scene.

The young girl sits quietly on a white swing, wisteria adorns the top of her hair, and the sun lingers on her long golden hair... She is wrapped in the warm sun like fine sand, the whole person is like a legend Angel is so holy and beautiful.

She lifted her blue eyes, which were silent like the deep sea--

Mauriai lowered his eyes subconsciously:

"Meeting mother."

He put his right hand on his left chest and saluted.

The beautiful voice of the girl rang in her ears:

"Mauriai, you are here."

Moriai raised his head.

It was only then that a golden lamb was lying in the girl's arms.

The little lamb's wool was fluffy, curled up like light golden clouds.

The girl stroked the little lamb in her arms.

As if sensing his sight, the little lamb raised his eyelids lazily--

As a result, Morière found that its eyes were a mysterious green, like a misty forest, which was so far away that people could not figure it out.

This reminded him of the great Father God.

"Yes, I bother my mother for waiting."

As long as he thought that before he stepped into the shrine, the order of this person sounded in his ear, the look on Moliai's face became more respectful.