She really kindly reminded her.

But the black-haired girl looked obviously more dull.

Too.

No one can feel good about this kind of thing.

And look at the black-haired girl.

Her mother must also be a very outstanding beauty.

"What a scumbag! He is completely unconscienced. His wife has just passed away and he wants to marry a new wife. It's bad enough."

Ying Qian cursed, blinked her eyes and said curiously:

"By the way, how long has your mother passed away?"

The black-haired girl's fingertips moved slightly, "Fifteen years."

Yingqian: "Ah..."

These days.

It seems to be a bit long.

She was about to comfort her.

Outside the door, there were once again noisy shouts.

"Miss Yingqian? Miss Yingqian!"

"The wedding is about to begin!"

"Where is Yingqian?"

"It seems like I'm calling me?"

Yingqian stood up, patted the dust stained with the hem of her skirt, and showed a bright smile to the black-haired girl.

"Little girl, I have something to do, so I'll leave first. If your stepmother bullies you after passing by, come to me and I will help you clean up her."

The black-haired girl raised her head.

Staring at the curve of the corner of her lips.

It seems a little trance.

But before she could react.

Yingqian had already walked out of the door.

She walked too fast.

I missed the strange and complicated look on the face of the black-haired girl.

"Miss Yingqian!"

Ying Qianyi walked out the door.

I heard a scream.

I don't know how many maids suddenly appeared.

Surround her in the center.

"Retire your hair, it's almost time!"

"His Majesty the King is already in the church."

"Hurry up! Miss Yingqian, you can't continue to be slow."

All kinds of sharp voices squeezed into my ears together.

Yingqian hasn't reacted yet.

It was pushed into the church.

There were countless eyes fixed on her body.

At the end of the red carpet, a tall middle-aged white man was looking at her with a gentle face.

It’s just that I’m confused.

Seeing this scene.

I also understood.

This fucking...

It's getting married!

Yingqian was driven to the ducks on the shelves.

The two maids behind her kept pushing her waist quietly.

She had no choice.

I could only walk forward with a tough bullet.

Then the middle-aged man held his hand.

"Yingqian."

He smiled with a smile on his lips, a face that was still handsome, although he was old, was full of tenderness.

"After the ceremony, you will be my queen."

"queen?"

Ying Qian was stunned.

Only then did you notice the crown on the middle-aged man's head.

Not to mention it.

Looks quite expensive.

She grinned awkwardly.

Then crazy poke the system.

"Is this the male protagonist? Why are you so old? Where the hell did you die? What about the information of this world?"

The system was squeezing for a long time.

【This... Actually, I don’t know about it.】

Yingqian: "?"

It seems that she is really going to get angry.

The system finally dared not continue to be cute.

He quickly explained:

[Host, I don’t know why, the information is getting less and less. Now I can only know... This person is not the male protagonist.]

"Thank you." Ying Qian's face was expressionless, "Do you know? The only difference between you and the toilet is that the toilet doesn't have so much nonsense."

System: [Yeah!]

She briefly distracted herself from the gods.

Wait for a second to raise your head.

The priest's oath that he said was coming to an end.

The middle-aged man looked at Ying Qian and said softly:

"I do."

The priest nodded.

He looked at Yingqian with a loving look on his face and asked:

"Miss Yingqian, you are willing..."

In fact, Ying Qian really wanted to say "I don't want to."

But after all, the situation is forced.

You must bow your head, it's not impossible.

She was still hesitating.

It just depends on the priest's expression, and suddenly changed.

And suddenly, a dull and heavy sound came from beside him.

Yingqian turned her head.

I saw her cheap husband lying on the ground, his eyes closed, and he looked like he was about to die at any time.

"His Majesty!"
To be continued...