After Becoming a Little |

Could it be that the British Army really didn't want to march into Buckingham Palace, put the prince on the throne, and add the word "royal"?

But none of this happened. If the Queen doesn't give it to her, the son-in-law can't take it away after all.

What is the fear behind this, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as it seems on the surface.

There are rumors that as long as the Westminster family does not perish, the British royal family will not perish.

Some people may think that this is an exaggeration, but the godmother of every crown prince is always the Duchess of Westminster, so we have to say that there is something behind it-if such a person is married, it will not only save 200 years of struggle.

The car came to a stop, and a woman with a good figure in a white gauze skirt came down.

White lace gloves, white stockings, black high heels, and black hair—if Alia was here, her first reaction would probably be the brilliance of the X-lane, which has shrunk to the level of normal people.

However, the glorious European school has shrunk, so is it still brilliant?

No - so this is the Duchess of Westminster, the Red Dragon Queen of the Garzi Realm, and Europa the Eternal God.

A little girl was held by her hand and followed from the car, looking at these people curiously.

"Godmother, is this the nobleman of France?"

"There are no nobles in France." The Duchess of Westminster looked at the eager people in front of her, showed a decent smile, and then whispered to the little girl beside her: "The ones standing here today are French businessmen and politicians. , and some so-called high-society people who were pulled over by them to make up the numbers."

"Is that so..."

Princess Isabella is now the third heir to the Blue Star British royal family, but the first heir is already 70 years old, and the second heir is a little younger than her, just a child.

She, the deferred third, is currently the most competitive existence.

"It is an honor to meet you, Your Excellency the Duke."

"Your charm is as moving as the stars in the sky, Your Excellency the Duke."

"Your Excellency, may I have a chance to ask you to dance later?"

Everyone gathered around the Duchess of Westminster, but little Princess Isabella was ignored. Perhaps they knew that she was still too young, or it might be because the Duchess of Westminster was too attractive. —more likely because the queen will still sit on the throne until the end of the world...

Little Princess Isabella, who was abruptly pushed away, looked at this scene in astonishment. Although she knew that her godmother was very popular, she did not expect that compared to the expected welcome from Britain, France would become more popular. So passionate and... no limit?

Looking at those people who wanted to hold the Duchess of Westminster's hand and not let go, little princess Isabella grinned, and subconsciously looked back at the others.

A woman following her lightly pressed her face and straightened her: "My lovely little princess, this is not the end of the dinner party, we can't go back~"

"...I didn't!" The little princess muttered, "I just want to see..."

"Really? What's there to look at?" The woman leaned close to her ear and said softly, "Do you want to see my face? My little cutie~"

"you--"

Grinning her teeth, the well-educated little princess Isabella took a deep breath and suppressed her anger: "Please pay attention to your identity! Miss Moen!"

"My identity? I'm your bodyguard tonight, close~body~" The woman didn't back down, but even more jokingly: "Do you know what this means? Even if you go to the bathroom, I will be outside the door Listen... ah, are you blushing?"

The little princess glared at the guy in the purple dress viciously—this is a woman who looks like a ripe red snake fruit.

Her whole body exuded the charm of a deadly royal sister, and a strand of slightly curly brown hair drooping on her forehead fluttered slightly in the afternoon wind.

"This afternoon is destined to be a boring party, but we have to tolerate this boring until night." Sister Yu in the purple dress raised her hand and stroked the little princess's cheek: "Why don't we find a quiet place, How about some fun, grown-up games?"

"Moen—"

A voice came from the side, interrupting her continued flirting with the little princess.

The Duchess of Westminster stepped forward, and behind her were the guests who stopped flocking after being dealt with for a round. The latter just watched from a distance, whispering to each other from time to time, as if they were judging something.

"Your Highness." The lady in the purple dress who didn't call out to the little princess, turned around and raised her skirt to the Duchess of Westminster: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Take Isabella to a quiet place to rest." The Duchess of Westminster looked at Sister Yu in the purple dress, and said in a low tone, "But don't tease her like this anymore, Miss Dancy Moon, she still Just a kid."

"Your Highness, you know that I like children." Sister Yu in the purple dress smiled meaningfully.

"I'm her godmother, are you sure you want to do these impolite things in front of the parents?"

"...It's my fault, everything follows your wishes."

Sister Yu in the purple dress turned around, with one hand behind her back and the other on her chest, she bowed slightly to the little princess, becoming very polite, even her tone of voice was somewhat polite and alienated: "My dear princess, please follow me."

"..."

Little Princess Isabella subconsciously looked up at her godmother, and then at Yujie in the purple dress with some hesitation. She always felt that if she followed her, she would encounter some unspeakable things.

The Duchess of Westminster only thought that she was still a child at heart, leaving her without a sense of security, and said softly: "Moen is a qualified guard, she will ensure your safety, don't worry."

The little princess pursed her lips and waited for a moment, before she reached out to Miss Yu in the purple dress, who gently held the back of her hand and kissed her hand, and then took her to the depths of the Palace of Fontainebleau .

Not far away, a lady in a red evening dress who was talking with people around her nodded with a smile, as if she turned her head inadvertently, and took a panoramic view of the people present, the brilliance in her eyes was slightly condensed, thoughtful.

A member of the Jiazi domain, an A-level executive second only to [King of Assassins Tsuguru Kazuki].

Violet, Dancy Moon

The record of the other party is not much worse than that of the Assassin King. The main reason why she did not squeeze the Assassin King from No. 1 is that she made too much noise during the assassination, and it would often implicate the people around her.

Except for long-range sniping and short-range assassination, the King of Assassins can perfectly disguise most of the missions as accidents. Few of the assassination missions in the dark world want to show it off with a big fanfare. Most of them want to hire people to quietly eliminate their enemies. The more natural and unexpected the better.

After all, those who have the money to hire the King of Killers are often wealthy people in the business world. Their business competition is of course omnipotent, but unless there are special times, most of them will tacitly choose not to send their opponents to take an earth plane ——On the other hand, if you have to go to the point of buying a murderer, it often means that you have reached a time when water and fire are incompatible.

If the assassination at this time still makes a big noise, wouldn't it be clear who is behind the scenes?

It is precisely because Violet has no way to avoid risks in this area that it ranks second in the rankings.

But this does not mean that her strength is poor. Jia Ziyu's peak A-level executives have never been made by swiping orders.

Putting the champagne glass to her lips, the woman in the red dress shook her head slightly, quite helplessly.

Even this wicked woman came, and with her, she recognized at least seven people in the entire Jiazi Region.

A total of seven A-level executives, not even counting the legendary Red Dragon Queen...

What exactly does Jia Ziyu want to do?Are they trying to assassinate Godzilla?

Taking a sip of champagne, the girl in the red skirt turned her gaze back and continued to chat with these friends who had disguised their identities, talking and laughing at Yanyan.

But at the moment she turned her head, the Duchess of Westminster in a white dress also turned her eyes just right, as if casually scanning the back of the woman in the red dress.

You are looking at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are looking at you.

The bright moon adorns your windows, and you adorn other people's dreams.

A dream worth [-] million euros...

……

……

Republic Northland

Alia, who was busy calculating other people's family budget, found the protagonist group who was eating snacks in Kaifeng dishes.

"How did you come here to eat here?" Aliya was curious: "My second aunt's cooking is not good? Or have you drifted to the fast food restaurant to hunt bear children and enjoy life?"

"Passing by, I saw a new product, come in and try it."

Spicy Chicken Shredded picked up the drink in front of him with a serious face, took a deep breath, as if tasting red wine, and even spoke with academic rigor.

She doesn't drink red wine. Compared with expensive so-called famous wineries, she prefers Cabernet Sauvignon from Napa Valley.

The value of wine in Napa Valley is definitely not high. Compared with the products of famous wineries that she can buy casually to rinse her mouth, it can even be said to be cheap-this kind of spicy chicken shreds has long been beyond the value of foreign objects. to the extent of your liking.

If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it. If you don't like things, you don't feel sad.

Even if she was drinking happy water at a discounted price of [-] cents a bottle, no one would suspect that she was not drinking expensive Bordeaux Pétrus. When Kaifengcai made a new drink, he showed a tangled and complicated expression, which was hard to describe.

Aliya looked at the brave green drink in front of her, and was slightly taken aback: "What kind of poison is this?"

"... Liushen Hualu Water Iced Coffee." Spicy Chicken Shredded his mouth: "Although it is essentially a glass of lime sparkling water, I have to admit that they have made a very complicated preparation and successfully made a glass of lime sparkling water Coffee becomes a darker drink."

Aliya looked suspiciously at the sublimation-themed spicy chicken shreds, picked up the cup of Liushen coffee and sniffed it: "...peppermint?"

"Have you ever smelled such a sweet mint smell?"

"It smells like mint with coriander flavor." Shaking the ice cubes inside, Aliya raised her eyebrows and took a bite.

She can drink biological medicine as water, and poison as hot sauce, so naturally she won't waste a cup of dark cooking drink.

In fact, Liushen already has a criminal record. Not only did they collaborate with coffee, they even collaborated with cocktails and crayfish early on.

Compared with coffee, Liushen toilet water-flavored crayfish is a serious dark dish...

"...It feels too sweet." Aliya looked down at the green at the bottom of the cup: "Is this lime jam?"

"should be."

"It's a good cup of iced coffee that tasted like a cocktail. After all, this love was wrongly paid." Aliya sighed, put down the green thing, and took a long shot. It's hard to tell if it's a coriander or lemon burp: "It's a bit over the top..."

Spicy Chicken also nodded: "It's a bit like rum, but one thing to say, I think the toilet water in your Republic is amazing."

"what happened?"

"Famous brands of perfume have similar tastes. I used to like the smell of the Nile Garden very much, but just now I smelled the bottle of mosquito repellent toilet water at the front desk, and I felt the same when I first smelled it."

As she said that, she raised her finger and recalled: "What is that... what is it called?"

"Binglian." Weeping Maomaotou stuffed an egg tart into his mouth, swallowed it and added: "Mosquito repellent toilet water, ice lotus flavor, light blue bottle."

"Yes, that's it!"

"It's actually repelling mosquitoes in this winter, maybe the front desk uses it for demonstration purposes..."

"Then I don't know—are you still drinking?"

"No, although I don't mind drinking cold drinks, I still don't like the taste of this kind of cocktail." Alia shook her head: "I'd better have a glass of happy water."

She really drinks everything, black pine root beer, kvass, red screaming oriental leaves and even white snake grass water, and there is basically nothing she doesn't like.

This kind of indifference has also led to the fact that there are very few new products on the market that can make her curious, and she often finds them after drinking them.

The last time I went to Japan made her happy for a few days, because the book has a lot of wonderful drinks...

While talking, the khaki wild and strong brothers came over with a plate, and the former raised the plate in his hand after seeing Alia: "I know you are almost busy, I ordered a glass of Shaobing for you of."

"Understood me, it's not good without ice, and it's too bad to have too much ice." Alia was very satisfied with her best friend's operation.

She reached out to take the glass of happy water, but stopped just to reach her mouth, frowning: "This is... happy water?"

"Well, what happened?"

"No, some happy water is happy water, but some can only be used as a toilet cleaner." Aliya put down the glass of fake happy water seriously, and picked up Liushen iced coffee: "I would rather drink this!"