"Miss, I'm sorry, I just went to relax. What would you like to eat?"

Muying was waiting for her meal when another woman came out of the kitchen, but this one was much thinner.

Hearing her question, Muying said, "I have just ordered flower cakes and flower honey water. A person dressed like you ordered them. She said she was going to the back to make flower cakes."

"Miss, don't be ridiculous. I'm the only one in the shop, and there are no flower cakes or flower honey water. These two are already outdated. The businessmen in the past didn't like to eat them and stopped making them a long time ago. Now the ones in Huahua Town are

All the flowers are used to make essence," the thin woman said.

Are there any supernatural events in broad daylight?

Muying described the appearance of the fat woman, but the thin woman still insisted that there was no such person in the store, and there was not even a fat woman of her age in the entire town.

I even brought a menu, and there was indeed no flower cake or flower honey water in it, only the usual steaks, juices, and beers.

Muying even went to the back kitchen of the hotel to search, and there was indeed no trace of the fat woman.

But when I asked the shopkeeper about the location of the queen's mother's grave, it was almost the same as what the fat woman said.

Muying suddenly lost interest in eating, got up and returned to the carriage, slowly driving out of the town.

It's easy to find the hillside with the brightest wild flowers blooming outside the town, because among the large flower fields, only that hillside has flowers growing freely.

She parked the carriage on the roadside and walked up the mountain. On the way, she picked some wild flowers and tied them into bunches.

There is a tombstone surrounded by wild flowers on the top of the mountain, but it does not look desolate and messy, but is full of life.

The tombstone reads: "We met among mountain flowers, and I hope you sleep peacefully among them."

It is not signed, there are only two unknown flowers nestled together in the lower right corner, and nothing else.

There was nothing special. Mu Ying placed the wild flower bouquet in front of the tombstone, turned around and went down the mountain. When she returned to the carriage, she saw a tray outside the carriage door.

The porcelain stacks placed on the tray contained three pastries, and next to it was a large-bellied bottle with amber liquid inside. Finally, there was an envelope, pressed with a branch of wild flowers randomly picked up by the roadside.

Muying opened the envelope.

"Your flower cake and flower honey water. Also: Have a safe journey and help me bring this flower to Cinderella. She will tell you what you want to know."

Muying: "..."

The case is solved, that fat woman is definitely Cinderella’s fairy godmother!

They are all witches, what can't be said openly? Does it have to be so mysterious?

Also, how does she know what I want to know?

But she was obviously an old-timer, and there was nothing Muying could do against her. At least, she got the money, and it was good that she didn’t evade the bill.

Mu Ying carried the tray into the carriage and took a sip of the flower cake and flower honey water.

To be honest, the flower cake tastes just average, and the flower honey water is sweet and yet sour. I'm afraid it's a bit expensive to sell for 5 copper coins. No wonder the hotels in town don't sell it anymore.

Although she felt that she had been tricked inexplicably, she finally got a token that could be used to contact Cinderella herself, and Muying was relieved.

The carriage continued to move forward. Since there was a chance to ask Cinderella herself, she no longer needed to ask around and went directly to the royal capital.

After another week of driving, Muying's carriage arrived in Cantyala.

The Rose Kingdom is spring-like all year round and is famous for its flower cultivation, especially the roses in Cantyala. All varieties of roses in the world can be found in Cantyala, and there are countless rose walls.

There were many carriages coming and going, and Mu Ying's carriage merged into them and was completely inconspicuous. There were also carriages like her without a driver.

Muying also saw many women in exaggerated clothes. Some were wearing dresses with large skirts, looking fairy-like, as if they were going to a dance. Some were dressed in black, with most of their faces hidden in hoods.

, only showing a pointed chin, and some performed tricks on the street.

But without exception, none of them looked very young, and they looked like they were not locals, because locals were watching them, and they were dressed quite normally.

Aren't these the ones who are here to apply for fairy godmothers?

She didn't look like a witch. Apart from anything else, the magician was really just a magician. Muying didn't feel any magic power.

But the people around him watched it with gusto, cheered endlessly, and even gave money and rewards.

Muying walked along the central avenue of Kantyara and found a hotel near the palace.

"Sorry, there are no free rooms in the store. There are too many people coming to the capital recently," the waiter at the counter said.

"Are they all here for the role of fairy godmother to the little princess?" Muying asked.

But the waiter said, "There are also businessmen and young nobles who came to attend the little princess's 100-day banquet."

After leaving the hotel, Muying circled the palace several times, and the surrounding hotels were almost full.

In the end, she returned to the hotel not far from the palace gate, spent some money, and obtained the parking permission of the carriage stable, and lived directly on the carriage.

After entering the stable, I realized that there were quite a few people doing this.

"Hey, are you here to apply for a fairy godmother job too?" a middle-aged woman who followed her in asked her.

Muying shook her head, "No."

Muying turned around and heard her saying to the person next to her, "Let me just tell you, she looks so young. I'm afraid I haven't even done anything yet. How can I take care of a child?"

"Are you fairy godmothers?" Muying became interested instead. After hearing this, they all came to apply for fairy godmothers. "I heard that fairy godmothers know magic. Do you know it?"

"Of course I will!" said the middle-aged woman who first asked her, "I am the Fairy of Songs, and my voice has the power to soothe people's hearts and make them peaceful. If the little princess didn't need a fairy godmother this time, I would

He was invited back by other great nobles a long time ago."

"I am a flower fairy, and my hands can make flowers bloom better," the man next to her said. "A nobleman from the fief also gave me an invitation and wanted me to be the godmother of their upcoming child."

Muying was stunned for a long time, seeing that they were overconfident, looking at each other with their chins, as if they were waiting for her to lick them, and said perfunctorily, "Oh, you are really awesome, can you show me?"

"Of course not. Immortal magic comes with a price and cannot be shown to others easily, unless..." The one who calls herself the Song Fairy looked at the gem ring on Muying's hand.

Muying was speechless, her eyes were quite vicious, and she immediately spotted her storage ring, "Forget it, I won't look at it anymore."
Chapter completed!