Although Philip was very strong, he was the only one horse. He pulled a carriage full of goods and did not run fast.

It was not until afternoon that Morves saw Gray's carriage on the side of the road. He was sitting on the grass and cooking things seriously and barbecue.

However, compared to before, there was a serious and beautiful woman around him. He should have been sitting in the carriage before and didn't come out.

"Hey, Morves, come down and have something to eat!" Gray heard the sound of the wheels, looked up and saw Morves, and invited warmly.

"Thank you, but I have to continue rushing. I need to rush back as soon as possible to try to get home at night." Moves shook his head and refused.

Gray smiled, cut off a piece of barbecue and put it on the plate, poured another glass of fruit drink.

"Haremonious Knight, our friend is hungry, give him the food."

Jasmine Knight patted his chest and raised his chest, "Leave it to me!"

Jasmine raised the dining plate and rode the mouse quickly towards the carriage. Because the load was too heavy and the mouse was too fat, the mouse fell down halfway, so Jasmine had to fly over by herself.

"Please eat!" Flying to Morves, the elf put the things on his carriage.

"Thank you!" Morves said to the elf, then raised his hand and shouted thank you to Gray.

But he still didn't stop and drove the carriage further and further away.

"A traveler is such a funny person."

As it got darker, Morves had to hang an oil lamp on the carriage to provide himself with some light, but the range that the oil lamp could illuminate was too much, and the road ahead was still dark.

"Maybe I should accept Gray's invitation. When Ming left, his barbecue and drink were really delicious and nostalgic." Morves murmured to himself, but he quickly shook his head. At this time, it was meaningless to think that this was meaningless. He had walked so far that it was impossible to return.

"There is a fork in front of you, and you should be able to get home after one or two."

Thinking about it, Philip, who was walking in front, called out in dissatisfaction.

"Wait, Philip, you'll get home soon, and then you'll have something to eat." Morves comforted.

However, he took out a handful of forage from the back car, jumped out of the car and pulled Philip and fed it while walking.

Philip tilted his head to eat grass while continuing to move forward. Facing an intersection, he walked directly into the intersection on the right.

Feed Philip zero, Morves returned to the carriage, and with the faint light, Morves felt that the road was a little strange, "Hey, Philip, were we going wrong?"

"It shouldn't be." Moves shook his head and replied by himself. In such a dark environment, even if he walks in the village, he will feel that some roads are unfamiliar, not to mention the road in the forest that has only been taken once every few months. It should be because he took the wrong path.

After dispelling his doubts, Philip continued to move forward. Suddenly, the road ahead changed significantly, and a cold wind blew out from the front.

"Is there snow here?" Morves looked at the white on both sides of the road and was a little surprised, "Is it snowing here where I left?"

February and March should be the time for spring to return to the earth. It is really rare to snow at this time.

With doubts, the carriage continued to move forward.

"Aowoo!"

A wolf howl came from behind, and Morves's face changed drastically. He didn't have time to think about why there were wolves here, so he hurriedly urged, "Phillip, run!"

At this time, it doesn’t matter where the wolf comes from, and the most important thing is to survive.

Feeling the threat, Philip stepped out his limbs and dragged the carriage forward quickly.

On the grass, Grey had set up a tent, and outside was a tall bonfire, and Jasmine and Carlisle were singing.

After the contract was signed, the witch was no longer as unstoppable as before. After obtaining the magician manual, she swept away all the previous haze, completely accepted her current identity, and became much more generous in everything she did, no longer restricted her hands.

"That Moves should be the father of the famous Princess Belle, right?" Grey guessed in his heart.

There was once a saying that the person riding a white horse may not necessarily be the prince, but also Belle's father.

"But it shouldn't be the time when the plot is unfolding yet, so he shouldn't be in any danger."

He vaguely remembered that the plot of Beauty and the Beast should be June, and that time was the time when the roses were blooming, so Belle asked his father for a rose.

And it may not be June this year.

"The princess is just a country girl, why do you feel like you want before you see it?"

Gray never admits that conquering the beauty in the plot is very successful

He felt that it was probably because God had understood it visually, so he subconsciously felt that he knew it very well and liked the character very much, and this feeling would be brought into the movie (if someone really could enter the world of movies).

"If you have the chance, go to Morves' house to have a look. Maybe you can kidnap Princess Belle." Gray said in his heart.

Disney princesses are basically no longer vases or silly white sweets, but are representatives of women with their own independent personality, but there are limitations. As long as they grasp their personal preferences, they are actually easy to get started.

After all, they are princesses in the story, but in the real world, they are still individuals.

For example, Merida, a guy who likes adventure, Gray didn't plan to do that at the beginning, but in the end...

What does Belle like? She should yearn for the outside world and likes to read, which is very simple.

Without thinking about Morves' situation, Gray began to sing with Jasmine.

On the other side, after getting rid of the pack of wolves, Moves rode Philip into a deep castle.

There seems to be someone in the castle. Although Moves was surprised that there was such an ancient castle not far from the village, he didn't know that he was, but in the face of the threat of the wolf pack and the biting cold wind, he walked into the castle.

After saying hello a few times, Morves found that no one in the castle responded. He felt the whole body was cold and apologized and walked to the fireplace to bake his body.

I had rolled in the snow a few times before, and my clothes were a little wet with snow. It was particularly cold in February when it snowed.

Feeling that his body was a little warmer, Morves felt that he should say hello to the owner, otherwise it would be too rude.

But after he walked to the stairs and shouted a few times, no one answered, he gave up.

"Maybe the master doesn't want to see me, but he didn't say anything to drive me away. He probably agreed to let me rest here."

Just as he was about to walk back to the fireplace, Morves found that there was a carefully prepared food on the dining table. It was not before when he came in, and it was obvious that someone put it on while he was not paying attention.

"Did you prepare it for me? Thank you so much!" After eating barbecue, Morves was not very hungry, but the food was still good. After thanking him politely, he started to taste the food.

A teacup came closer silently and greeted him. It seemed that he hadn't met a stranger for a long time. The teacup seemed very talkative.

A teacup is a conversation, and it is still in such an ancient castle.

Morves thought of the white elves. It doesn’t seem strange that there are ghosts like magical creatures?

It's no wonder that it's a hell. The elf is so cute and the teacup is so terrifying. How can the two be compared?

Morves stared at the teacup for a few seconds, pushed the chair away and ran away. He grabbed his clothes from the hanger at the door, panickedly thanked him, and quickly pushed the door open and walked out.

He shouldn't have stayed at the castle anymore. He untied the reins of Fili, and hurriedly walked out, "As long as you run faster, none of the wolves will catch up with Philip."

Passing by the garden, Morves took a casual look and found that there were roses in the garden.

"This is February, and the rose is actually blooming in such anger?" Morves was very surprised, but this did not affect his walking into the garden and picking a flower for his daughter to take it back.

"Belle likes roses the most, so you should be surprised to see them."
Chapter completed!