Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Beauty, She is All Charming and Charming

   Being able to marry the person I love the most is the biggest delusion in my life.

-Mermaid.

  【Ding Dong—reward world, system transmission, host matching identity transmission...】

  A burst of white light flashed, and when Jiaoyang opened her eyes again, she felt herself being thrown into the water, the dark sea water spread, and the feeling of suffocation gradually spread into her mouth and nose.

  Although Jiaoyang can actually swim, the body she possessed just now has already half-stepped into the underworld.

   This damned system, if it is agreed that she will not be required to do missions in the reward world, is it throwing her into the deep sea and drowning?

  Jiao Yang was complaining in her heart when a bright silvery white light suddenly appeared in the dark blue sea water in front of her eyes.

  Bright, gentle and eye-catching, from far to near...

   Just when Jiaoyang opened her eyes, trying to see the silver light drifting in front of her clearly, she closed her eyes and lost consciousness.

  When Jiaoyang opened his eyes again, he was obviously no longer at the bottom of the sea. When he got to the shore, there was a handsome, tall and straight western man in front of him, wearing traditional European aristocratic costumes.

  He is gorgeously dressed, has golden half-long hair that is as dazzling as the sun, and his eyes are emerald green, like the most precious gemstones in the world.

  Jiao Yang held his head in his hands, and in his dark eyes, he looked at the handsome European man in front of him.

   During the time when she "fainted" just now, the memories flooding into her head let her know that she was the last princess from the Eastern dynasty, and she accidentally encountered a tsunami on her way to the West this time.

  The ship was overturned and sank to the bottom of the sea, and all the servants accompanying her died. Only she survived by chance.

correct…

The rose-like lips curled up inexplicably, Jiao Yang looked at him with a smile, like the most beautiful flower in the world quietly blooming: "Hello, I am a princess from the East...excuse me, did you save me? "

  The distinguished man in front of him was stunned.

   While Jiao Yang was looking at him, he was obviously observing her.

  He had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life, her skin was like white snow, and her delicate face was more beautiful and immature than any flowers in the back garden of the palace.

  At this moment, she was propping her head up, tilting her head to look at herself. She was wearing an exquisite purple princess dress, and her long black hair was soaked in sea water, dripping water droplets constantly. She looked a little embarrassed at the moment, but she was still beautiful. There was even a sense of brokenness, which made people want to protect her.

  The prince pursed his lips and replied, "Yes, I saved you just now."

  Jiao Yang's gaze towards him became more gentle and ambiguous, her eyes bent into a pair of beautiful crescent moons: "Thank you, what's your name?"

   "My name is Alan, and I am the prince of this country... What about you?"

   "My name is Jiao Yang."

  But at this moment, in a corner where no one is paying attention, a boy with long silver hair and silver pupils in the deep sea is watching all this silently.

   Then plunged into the sea, the beautiful and dazzling silver fish tail swung, sparkling with sparkling light, and swam away silently.

  Jiao Yang was brought back to his palace by Prince Alan. And the affection between people is born in this kind of getting along day and night.

   What's more, this is a fairy-tale love story between a princess and a prince, and the two are a match made in heaven.

  After making love under a cherry blossom tree in the palace, Prince Ellen embraced his beloved girl in front of him with trembling hands.

  Her name is Jiao Yang, and everyone says she is beautiful, noble, and kind, and she is a distinguished royal princess. But to Allen, it doesn't matter her identity, in his heart, she is just her.

   "I will bring you before the king and propose marriage."

   Allen looked at the delicate little girl in front of him, his emerald green eyes were like the most precious gems, reflecting her figure at this moment, full of affection.

  After hearing his words, Jiaoyang paused in the process of picking off the cherry blossoms, then raised her head and smiled at him as if nothing had happened.

"OK."

  Receiving the princess' positive answer, Allen excitedly picked her up and walked around under the cherry tree.

  The noble and handsome foreign man looks like a naive child at the moment.

   "Father, this is Jiaoyang, the oriental princess I mentioned to you before. We are in love, and I want to marry her, and we will be together for the rest of our lives. Please help us no matter what!"

   Allen was wearing a white cloak and a well-tailored suit uniform on his body, making his already tall and tall figure even more charming and full of charm.

   While performing a court etiquette exclusive to the royal family, he knelt down on one knee, feeling extremely nervous.

  Although it is said that Jiao Yang has a noble status, there is no possibility that his status does not match his status, so he will be opposed by his father. But Jiao Yang is a princess from a foreign country... The stakes are very complicated. As for their marriage, even the king may not be able to decide. In addition, Allen was also worried that his father would be prejudiced against his Asian identity.

   After all, for Europeans, Jiaoyang is a bit too thin, almost like a child who has not grown up with stunted growth.

  The king at this moment sits on the throne, wearing a golden silk royal uniform and wearing a crown. With the same blond hair and blue eyes as Alan, and a face that is at least seven or eight points similar to Alan, he is looking at his son Alan standing beside his son Alan without any emotion or anger, with a smile on his face. A little girl with a slight smile.

  She was wearing a lavender European-style princess dress, and she was wearing a braided hair unique to their country. Her hair was a rare black and reached her ankles. The black eyes are as agile as black grapes, they look noble and extraordinary, and they are as beautiful as someone walking out of a dream.

   After only watching for a while, the king was sure that the little girl in front of him really had the ability to make his son fascinated.

  But this little girl is so beautiful, it made him a little worried. After all, Princess Jiaoyang is not a native of the country and has a special status. What if she secretly benefits her mother country after she marries Alan? The son was young, so he couldn't help being tempted.

  Thinking about it this way, it seems strange that the little girl in front of me was accidentally exiled to their country.

  Then the king frowned and expressed his concerns frankly.

   After listening to his father's words, Alan raised his head in disbelief, and was about to refute something: "Father..."

  Another sweet voice beside him slowly sounded, Jiao Yang chuckled lightly, and replied: "The king's words remind me that I really have the possibility to do such a thing."

   Allen tightened her hand, her palms were cold from the tension: "Jiaoyang..."