Cold-blooded killer four princesses

The daughter of the King of England, the son of the top four families in the world; the eight masters of the 'Xunqian Palace'; eight world-class killers!This is probably the biggest wedding in history.

"Is this really okay?" Bei Chen Yiming looked helplessly and dotingly at the girl in her arms who was eating grapes leisurely

"It will definitely work!" Yu Lingqian conveniently put a grape into Beichen Yiming's mouth, her long purple hair exuded a faint floral fragrance

"Ok, everything is done" Hen Ying's voice came from the headset

"Yeah, it's Ying," Bei Chen Yiming was thinking of something else, he grabbed her shoulders strangely

"What's the matter?" Hen Ying's tone was a little tired, after all, disguise is not a very simple matter

"When will you and Jie hold their wedding?" Sure enough, the absolute, naked black belly

"..."

"Oh, there's no need to wait, it's just today." Yu Lingqian took the grapes that Beichen Yiming had peeled, "Aren't you their biological daughter anyway!~"

Bei Chen Yiming frowned slightly, saying that he really didn't know the identity of Hen Ying, a princess of the British royal family, no wonder he was able to be with Yu Lingqian

"But……"

"No need, but it's settled like this. I'll call your father." Before Hen Ying could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Yu Lingqian

"..." Forced marriage?Bei Chen Yiming shook his head lightly, for Yu Lingqian, he had nothing but helplessness

"Hee hee," Yu Lingqian leaned on Beichen Yiming's shoulder, there was a faint guilt in her lavender eyes, did she feel sorry for Beichen Yiming for doing this?

"Stop thinking about it," Beichen Yiming put the peeled grapes in front of Yu Lingqian, and said lightly that he knew what this girl was thinking.

"Oh," stuck out her tongue secretly, a faint warmth enveloped her

--U.K--

Today, the British royal family invited many people, all of whom are world-class gangsters and white gangsters.

The roads are all paved with purple crystals, the emerald green lake water, the goose yellow ceiling...

The whole scene is not chaotic at all, but very orderly

In the corner, perhaps no one noticed that the man with jet-black short hair was holding a goblet of red wine in his hand, but his eyes were shuttling through the crowd

"They won't come," the voice suddenly appeared The short silver hair was originally unruly, but now it is a little sad

"Oh, they, of course they won't come," Lin Zisheng said with a wry smile on her lips, she would definitely choose to be with Beichen Yiming

The two did not speak again, 'Bei Chen Yi Ming' and 'Yu Ling Qian' were standing behind the king and queen against the golden background

Han Zixuan glanced lightly, took a sip of the red wine in his glass, and really should have forgotten her

Even the disguised 'Yu Lingqian' and 'Beichen Yiming' still match so well, Lin Zisheng put down his wine glass and quietly exited

When Hin Ying saw a black figure, he frowned lightly. Isn't that the owner of 'Death Island'?

Staring at it quietly, even knowing that it is not the real 'Zi Moyi', and then leaving this place full of celebrations like Lin Zisheng

Han Zixuan looked at Henying with some puzzled eyes, and smiled faintly when he looked at Jie, with a smile and some blessings.

They may not have another loved one in this life, but they still hope that they can have happiness, even if it is not given by themselves