A month had passed since Xian Detera and Duke Greg last met. The slightly chilly early spring had completely warmed up, and the flowers were in full bloom.

One day, after Cinderella left the room, leaving behind Duke Gray, Duke Gray only stayed in the duke's mansion for half a day before leaving due to matters in his territory. Once again, the vast duke's mansion was left with only Cinderella and a group of servants.

After a month of getting to know Xian Di Rui La, she had more or less become accustomed to her current identity. She had a more detailed understanding of the Duke and even the entire kingdom. Currently, Xian Di Rui La was deeply immersed in weight loss and couldn't extricate herself from it.

Every day, for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, she would have a glass of milk, a fried egg, and two slices of bread. For lunch, she would also add a piece of fried pork chop. The rest of the time, Xian Di Rui La would stay in the garden, exercising and dieting among the vibrant pink rose hedges and the competing red rose bushes.

After this month of self-torture-like weight loss, Xiantirilla successfully slimmed down, losing nearly ten kilograms.

Cinderella currently weighs thirty-five kilograms, which is still above the average weight for a five-year-old child of the same age. Despite her self-torturous exercising, Cinderella still appears chubby, but her flesh seems firmer compared to a month ago.

On this day, Cinderella was lying on her back in the shade of a rose hedge, with her hands on her waist and her legs lifted in the air, mimicking the motion of pedaling a bicycle. She was exercising her calf muscles. A white-haired old man, dressed in a high-collared tailcoat, approached slowly with a silver tray in his hand. On the tray, there was a glass teapot and a round-mouthed glass cup.

Lily, who was kneeling on a blue tablecloth, immediately leaned forward and bent her waist when she saw the butler approaching.

"Mr. Mo, good afternoon."

"Mmm, good afternoon." The butler, Mo Bo, responded softly. He knelt down on one knee and placed the tray down. Lily knelt beside the butler and placed the teapot and teacups from the tray onto the picnic blanket next to her, keeping her head down.

The butler, Mo Bo, looked at Xian Ditera, who was lying on the grass with a strange posture, sweating profusely and kicking his legs, his head throbbing.

Should we bring in a doctor to take a look? He always felt that something was off with the young master during this period of time.

Not only did he make the Duke angry, he also tortured himself every day. He couldn't eat his meals properly, nor sleep well, and became so thin that he was almost like a bamboo pole.

Butler, it seems your old eyes might have some issues. This old lady probably suffered from constipation for decades to become so skinny...

Ahem! The butler clenched his fist and coughed twice, then put on a kind and gentle smile.

"Master, it's time for afternoon tea, please take a break."

Xian Tirila turned her head upon hearing the sound and looked at Mr. Bo, the butler. She pouted immediately, reluctantly putting her legs down and getting up. She clapped her hands and floated towards Mr. Bo with her two floppy legs swaying like noodles.

"Grandpa Mo Bo, how many times do I have to say it, I don't want morning tea, cancel it, cancel it!" Cinderella glared at Mo Bo with a face full of smile lines, and her shoulders slumped.

The only one that can control Xian Tirila in the Duke's Mansion is the butler Mobo, but the butler Mobo is extremely fond of Xian Tirila. As long as Xian Tirila does not make fundamental mistakes, Mobo won't bother. However, where can a five-year-old brat go to make fundamental mistakes? Other small mistakes will also be considered as the innocent cuteness of a child by Mobo.

Cinderella was able to grow into a despised and foolish antagonist, and the butler Morbo's contribution was absolutely indispensable. The muscular body that Cinderella exhibited was also closely related to Morbo's endless feeding.

In summary, Xian Di Rui La both loves and hates Mo Bo, the butler.

Love, is because Morpo is truly a very kind and unconditionally doting old man towards himself. Xiantirila could sense a grandfather-like feeling from Morpo.

Hatred, it stems from the fact that Mobo is always like everyone's grandfather, afraid that his precious grandson won't have enough to eat. He constantly feeds him, and ends up fattening him up like a pig.

Although in the game, Cinderella rarely has close-up shots of her face, the occasional glimpses of her small illustrations are indeed heartwarming.

He isn't particularly fat, but how should I put it...

Probably going through puberty, with a face full of acne and a horrifying makeup, smearing red and white. The way she dressed was also particularly eccentric, just disgusting no matter how you looked at it.

Probably like a woman in her fifties or sixties, still heavily made up, smoking on the streets and alleys, approaching suitable men to solicit customers. Moreover, this woman even has the face of a grandmother.

And she's even a human-demon big mama.

Thinking about how I would look in the future, Xiantiruila had countless moments where she wanted to give up on losing weight, but she always ended up pulling herself back.

Although I can't change my facial features, at the very least, I shouldn't be burdened with a face that affects the city's appearance as soon as I step out of the door.

Returning to the topic at hand.

Cinderella had just settled onto the tablecloth with her two noodle legs when Lily immediately arrived with a cup of tea and handed it to Cinderella in front of her noodles.

Cinderella looked at Lily, who was smiling lightly. Faced with the teacup handed to her by the young girl, Cinderella had no strength to refuse and could only accept it. She took a small sip, restraining herself.

Hmm... the taste is not bad. Let me take another small sip...

So sweet and delicious... Take another sip.

Mr. Bo's butler looked at Cinderella with a face full of satisfaction and opened his mouth.

"After finishing the tea, Young Master, please go change your clothes. The Second Prince has come to see you."

"Puh!" Xian Tila immediately spit out the tea she had just sipped, Lily quickly grabbed a handkerchief and helped Xian Tila wipe her face.

"Ah, Young Master, did I startle you?" Lily exclaimed.

"What did you say?!" Xian Tila exclaimed, her already sharp voice breaking into a hoarse tone.

Second Prince! That Alpha dog!

The smile at the corner of Butler Mobo's mouth widened. "Is the tea too hot? Perhaps it should be cooled a bit before serving. However, if it's chilled, the sweetness of the black tea might be lost. Should I add some brown sugar?"

"Grandpa Mo Bo, what did you just say..." Cinderella swallowed her saliva and looked uncertainly at Butler Mo Bo.

Oh, what did I just say?" Mo Bo was stunned, as if his train of thought had been interrupted. He pretended to ponder for a moment, then looked at Xian Di Rui's expectant eyes and spoke softly.

"Oh, I think I just mentioned earlier that the Second Prince is coming to visit the young master."

"Hmph! You came at just the right time!" Wendi Rila glared at the menacing pair of eyes, finished the cup of tea in one gulp, stood up, adjusted her slightly slung trousers, and ran outside.

Due to her weak legs, Cinderella's running posture was extremely comical. She stumbled and wobbled, swaying from side to side like a duck. I didn't come looking for you, but you've come to me!

Today, I will not cancel this marriage! I will not be called Xian Di Rui La!

However, it is indeed true that your surname is not Xiantiruila...

"Mopert, butler, Lily will take her leave now," Lily stood up, elegantly lifted her skirt, and gracefully nodded towards Mopert the butler. Then, she turned around and somewhat disregarding her image, she hurriedly ran after Xian Tirilla.

"Don't run on the narrow path, young master, be careful not to fall!"

The butler watched as Cinderella ran away, still wearing a kind expression. He then reached into his chest pocket and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

It seems that we'll have to hire an etiquette teacher for the young master. After all, in the future, he will be the second prince of the kingdom and also the prince consort.