I really don't have money for the ship girls.

"Don't be shy about who will pick you up when you go abroad for the first time. We are compatriots and should help each other when we are traveling abroad."

"Thanks, but I do have someone to answer."

"Ok."

Zhao Peng thought to himself that his younger brother was really shy. He searched for his girlfriend in the crowd outside and finally spotted her after a while.

So he waved to his girlfriend, then turned around to say goodbye to Ying Tian, ​​and then he froze. One, two, three... eight, how did those eight beautiful women next to Ying Tian suddenly appear?

Eight women picked you up at the airport. Is this your first time traveling abroad?

What about this tour group?

Chapter Sixty-Three: Meeting Again, and Why So Many People?

"You've already agreed on everything, so why are you still so surprised?"

The Prince of Wales smiled gently. Today, she was not wearing her usual bright red military uniform, but rather a suit jacket and pencil skirt, black high heels and black pantyhose, looking both sharp and alluring. Her golden hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, making her look every bit the sophisticated urban woman. She was capable and appropriate, which explained why Ying Tian was somewhat surprised, although his surprises went far beyond that.

"Of course I'm surprised. I never expected our reunion to be like this. It's truly... astonishing." Ying Tian appeared slightly flustered as he faced the beautiful woman he had been longing for. He stepped forward and finally extended his hand, saying, "Long time no see, Prince of Wales."

The Prince of Wales reached out, but his hand passed through Ying Tian's arm and wrapped around his waist. His moist, cherry-colored lips whispered in his ear, "Long time no see, Commander."

The familiar fragrance permeated his heart and soul, and the soft touch was still as warm and supple as he remembered. However, the same words, "Commander," sounded different after more than two months. This time, Ying Tian finally took the initiative to wrap his arms around the Prince of Wales's slender waist and said softly, "No matter what, it's good to see you."

There was nothing wrong with the two embracing in public like this; this is Britain, and a simple hug is quite common. What was unusual was the seven women surrounding Ying Tian and the Prince of Wales. Their attire and appearance made them stand out from the crowd. The others were one thing, but the four women dressed in traditional black and white maid outfits were particularly striking. Even a native Londoner would be bewildered by what era they were in.

Among them, some smiled reservedly, some felt genuinely happy yet couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and others covered their skirts, twisting their fingers with envy...

"Honestly, I know you two are a good couple, but when are you going to stop being so lovey-dovey?!"

A beautiful blonde woman couldn't resist walking up to Ying Tian and the Prince of Wales. She stretched her pretty face close to Ying Tian and gently tapped him on the head, somewhat angrily.

"Victory means no disrespect to the commander."

“I wasn’t being rude. I was just offering a suggestion to the Commander.” Victory said, tilting his head back. “Besides, it was the Commander who was being rude to us. He didn’t even greet us, especially to you, my sister, who is a married ship.”

The woman whom Victory called "older sister" was a mature and gentle woman with silver hair, blue eyes, and a slender figure. In particular, her chest was incredibly full, which was simply beyond standard. However, even so, compared with her exaggeratedly slender waist, it still looked very harmonious. This unity of opposites seemed to be the most perfect product of the Creator.

The older woman's smile faded, and she adopted a domineering tone, saying, "Victory, do you remember what you promised me before you came out? If you can't keep your word, I'll send Kewei over."

"Really, if you can't express your true feelings... Ah, I get it."

Ying Tian had already released the Prince of Wales by this time. He looked at the large group of beautiful women, which was the second thing that surprised him. There were just too many people.

"Um, although we've chatted in the group before, this is our first time meeting. Hello everyone."

“Just talking isn’t enough; I should at least shake hands with the lady.” Victory took the initiative to extend his hand and shake hands with Yingtian. “Commander, didn’t you see the list? Why are you still so surprised?”

Ying Tian thought he had already read it, but out of trust in the Prince of Wales, he didn't look at it too carefully. After all, he had to prepare for the exam, arrange for company registration, open a futures account, mortgage the property and a series of other things, learn spoken English with Reno, read Ron's training report and get intimate with her. He had too many things to do.

Of course, Ying Tian's emotional intelligence has gradually improved, so he certainly wouldn't say that. Instead, he said, "It's normal to be a little surprised to see such beautiful women as you."

"Well—" Victory blinked, her azure eyes clear and affectionate. "Commander, you're quite the smooth talker. I can tell you're being sincere."

"Of course it's true, but it's not convenient to talk about it here."

Ying Tian looked around and saw that not only Brother Zhao Peng, but also many other people were watching them. After all, seven or eight British beauties were surrounding an Asian man. Putting yourself in their shoes, if seven or eight Chinese beauties were surrounding a foreigner at your country's international airport, it would be hard not to attract attention.

Moreover, the lobby was noisy, and there were security guards or some other staff members who seemed to want to come over.

“I booked the presidential suite at the Corinthian Hotel before I came. Let’s go to the hotel first and then discuss the details.” Ying Tian glanced at the seven women in front of him, excluding the Prince of Wales. Because of their distinctive features, they were actually quite easy to recognize. He said to one of the elegant and graceful silver-haired women, “Belfast, is it?”

"Greetings." Belfast gracefully lifted her skirt and gave a slight bow, a faint smile on her beautiful face. "I am Belfast, a humble maid, but I am honored to be the head maid of my master. From this moment on, please give me your orders."

Ying Tian waved his hand and said, "No need to be so formal."

“Yes, it is,” Belfast insisted. “Details determine success or failure; no detail can be overlooked in a performance.”

“Alright…” Ying Tian took out several bank cards from his pocket and handed them to Belfast. “These are HSBC, Westminster and Barclays bank cards that I prepared in advance. They contain the maximum amount I can manage during this period. I’m handing them over to you as planned.”

"Understood, leave it to me. Shall we take a car to the hotel first?"

"Yes, it's not convenient to talk here."

Before leaving, Ying Tian made sure to say goodbye to his older brother Zhao Peng and thank him for taking care of him throughout the day. Zhao Peng simply waved sadly and left—"You still remember your older brother, I'm very happy, but you didn't tell me the truth, and I don't like that."

"he is?"

"A friend I just met, he's a nice guy, and he has a great relationship with his girlfriend... Let's go to the hotel first."

Belfast, the second ship of the Edinburgh-class light cruisers, calls herself the head maid, and both her appearance and personality exude an elegant and graceful charm.

In fact it is.

Belfast had never been to this airport before, but she led the way, politely asking the staff in English, and smoothly took everyone to the taxi stand. An hour later, she arrived at the hotel and even spotted the taxi driver's attempt to overcharge her, leaving him speechless with just a few words. Everything was so perfect and effortless.

"Hello, I am your personal guest room butler..."

"Thank you, but we don't need it. I will take care of everything for our master."

"Oh... okay, please feel free to ask the front desk if you need anything, I'm ready to assist you at any time."

The presidential suite butler, dressed in a well-tailored suit, was like a quail before a crane in Belfast's presence. It was just as the saying goes: Don't use your livelihood to challenge my profession and hobbies, or you'll lose your job.

Victory curiously peered out the London Eye through the large French windows. Belfast and several other maids walked around the hundreds of square meters of the presidential suite to make sure there were no cameras or listening devices in the room.

In a foreign country, and with only Yingtian as a legal representative, it's best to be cautious.

Ying Tian was quite tired after a day on the plane. He sat down with everyone on the sofa in the living room and said, "Now you can talk about how I should play this role: a descendant of the adopted son of a former Commonwealth Governor and an overseas relative with the heart of Great Britain?"

"Also, do I really need so many people to act with me?"

Chapter Sixty-Four: Maids, Secretaries, Wives, Even Sisters-in-Law and Daughters

Guanghui glanced at the Prince of Wales, who understood and got up to sit opposite Yingtian.

Dressed as a secretary, the Prince of Wales looked just like one. Besides, this was something everyone had agreed on beforehand. The Prince of Wales had the best relationship with the commander, so it would be easier for people to believe her explanation.

“We already discussed this with the commander during the meeting. Of course, it’s true that business is business, but sometimes, if you can cater to someone’s preferences, things can be much more efficient.” The Prince of Wales, with his long, straight legs in black stockings crossed and his hands on his thighs, exuded a meticulous and capable air that was quite convincing.

"According to the intelligence compiled by St. Louis, the Maxwell family, which runs the Plymouth Mining Company, has been engaged in colonial trade since the East India Company era, which is why they still control the ruthenium mines on that Pacific island nation. However, every cloud has a silver lining. Precisely because they have been stuck in their ways and have not ventured into emerging fields such as finance, this family can only barely maintain the dignity of an old aristocratic family by relying on these mineral resources."

"It is reasonable to assume that this is why they are cautious about increasing production and expanding, as these all require a considerable amount of capital. Therefore, if we want to reach an agreement, we need to address their specific concerns."

"Firstly, it demonstrates our strength, letting them know that cooperating with us is safe and profitable. Secondly, as a commander, you play a foreigner connected to and yearning for Britain's glorious era, making it easier to cultivate friendships with them."

At this point, the Prince of Wales winked at Ying Tian and said, "Just like I have done before."

Ying Tian immediately understood: "My most admired people are Richard the Lionheart and Sir Winston Churchill. The spirit of the British Empire will live on forever. China's Type 055 destroyer is just a name, and it can't beat the British Type 45 destroyer at all... Okay, that's too much of a lie."

"You know it was against your conscience, so do you understand how much I sacrificed back then?"

"Of course I understand, I've always understood."

The Prince of Wales couldn't suppress the smile on her face, but after seeing Glorious and Belfast, she realized that her duty this time was not just to carry out the mission and catch up with the commander, but also to restore the glory of the royal family.

“I know the commander understands, but to ensure a flawless outcome, we have made ample preparations. You must understand that traditional British nobles value bloodlines and family honor the most. Commander, you need to demonstrate an equal or even superior level of respect. Even with exceptional talent, it would be difficult to achieve this in a short time. Commander, you should agree with that.”

Ying Tian nodded. Of course he agreed. So from the beginning, he didn’t practice any so-called British aristocratic manners. His life motto was to be an orphan who lived by eating and getting something for nothing. Doing such pretentious things would easily lead to him trying to imitate something he didn’t like.

Just like when I attended the Entrepreneur Summit with St. Louis before, as long as I am surrounded by old London Union Jack flags, no one will doubt that their ancestors also crossed the border with Wellington.

“It’s good that you agree, Commander, that’s why we need to help and support you,” the Prince of Wales said, placing his right hand on his chest. “As you can see, my role is that of your personal secretary.”

Ying Tian nodded in approval, saying, "It suits you very well."

The Prince of Wales pointed and said, "Belfast, the Commander's head maid, is naturally playing herself."

Belfast: "Master, please entrust everything to me."

Ying Tian shook hands with her and said, "Yes, thank you for your hard work."

"For my master, anything is the least I can do."

"Dedot, also playing herself, is the commander's personal maid."

The ship girl pointed to by the Prince of Wales stood up somewhat flusteredly. The silver-haired, pink-eyed maid bit her lip nervously, her ample bosom trembling uncontrollably. Dido quickly took a breath, put on what she thought was her most beautiful smile, and said, "Hello, Master, I am the light cruiser Dido. As a member of the Royal Maid Team, I hope to provide you with satisfactory service."

Ying Tian also stood up and shook hands with her.

Dido grasped Yingtian's hand, her cheeks flushing instantly. Her master had actually taken the initiative to shake her hand, which meant that her master still needed her and wouldn't abandon poor Dido. That was wonderful!

"Sirius, the battle maid, is responsible for protecting the commander. She is also Dido's sister."

The maid with short, pretty white hair and an equally stunning figure is Sirius. She covered her chest with her right hand, revealing a cleavage without much effort, and said, "I will definitely not disappoint you in a battle, my proud master."

“I believe that,” Ying Tian said, thinking of Ron’s nimble figure. “However, I still hope there will be no battle.”

Sirius blinked, thought for a moment and immediately understood Yingtian's meaning, so she said, "If it's not about fighting, then it's about life. Master can have Sirius anytime he wants. I can serve the Commander in bed with Sister Dido..."

"Pfft—" Ying Tian, ​​who was drinking water, almost spat it out. Everyone was looking at Sirius, except for Dido, whose cheeks were flushed and whose eyes seemed to hold some expectation.

Ying Tian quickly said, "What are you thinking?"

"Could I have misunderstood?"

"I just hope the plan goes smoothly, and it would be best if there was no fighting."

"I'm sorry... my proud master, I didn't understand what you meant..."

"It's alright, after all, we've only just met."

What could Ying Tian say? Of course, he forgave Sirius, even though the maid sisters thing... was too wicked.

The Prince of Wales continued, “Edinburgh, the Commander’s maid, is very successful in business, no less so than St. Louis.”

“St. Louis is nothing, I’m Belfast’s older sister.” The petite maid with round-framed glasses, Edinburgh, shook hands with Ying Tian. She hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ying Tian and said, “Commander… Master, um, I heard that the cruiser HMS Belfast is docked near Tower Bridge on the Thames. Could I take a look when I have some time?”

“Okay, we’ll go together then.” Ying Tian agreed almost without hesitation.

Edinburgh's eyes widened, and she said, "Really? There's no need to force yourself."

“No pressure. I think we were going to stay in London for a few days anyway,” Ying Tian said. “Since my persona is that of a fervent convert to English culture, how could I not visit some historical sites on my first trip to London? If we rushed to Plymouth, it wouldn’t fit my persona.”

“That’s right, as expected of the Commander, you get it right away.” The Prince of Wales praised sincerely, “Radiant, the Commander’s wedding ship, needs no introduction, she’s playing the role of your wife perfectly.”

"Commander, greetings." The gentle and mature Glorious shook hands with Yingtian and said understandingly, "I understand. Don't overthink it. Glorious will accept whatever comes her way."

"Yes, thank you."

It was a strange feeling. Ying Tian didn't seem to need to say much; Guang Hui could understand his feelings.

Of course he likes Glorious. In fact, anyone with normal aesthetic sense would like a gentle and virtuous woman like Glorious, who exudes the glow of a wife and mother. However, if you say that a marriage ship is a wife, it's like pointing at a TV star when you're a child and saying "I will definitely marry her" and then having your words exposed when you grow up. It feels like you've done something wrong for no reason.

"Victory, Illustrious's sister, who is also the Commander's sister-in-law, is also your lover."

"Huh?" Ying Tian looked at the Prince of Wales, thinking she had misspoke.

Victory snorted and said, "I only came here because you like me. Aren't you satisfied?"

Ying Tian said, "It's not that I'm dissatisfied, but is it necessary to set it up this way?"

“It is necessary,” the Prince of Wales said. “Having one’s wife’s sister as a lover is an important part of the British aristocracy; details determine success or failure.”

"……All right."

"This is Unicorn; she plays the commander's daughter."

The purple-haired girl, who had been shy the whole time, bravely raised her head and said to the sky, "I am... Royal Navy... Unicorn... Commander... Oh no, Dad..."

When Ying Tian called out "Dad," he completely broke down.

Chapter Sixty-Five: A Guide to Britain

"This doesn't make sense. It's more like a unicorn would be my little sister. If I had a daughter that big at my age, she would be doing bad things before she was even fully developed at ten."

As Ying Tian spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Guang Hui. If he really had a daughter with Guang Hui when he was ten years old, driving a big truck would be nothing short of beastly.

“It is actually reasonable,” the Prince of Wales said. “Young people who are successful in their youth, have children out of wedlock, and marry because of the pregnancy is also an important part of the British aristocracy.”

"Those British nobles are really quite chaotic."

"Although I want to deny it, even if there are nobles of high moral character, that's just how the so-called aristocratic circle is."

Yingtian rested his chin on his hand. To be honest, he trusted the Prince of Wales, but he still had some doubts about such actions. It seemed glamorous to be accompanied by his wife, lover, secretary, and four maids, but this was already a modern society. Putting himself in their shoes, if someone suddenly appeared on the streets of the capital of China, riding in a sedan chair with his wife, princesses, and a bunch of attendants dressed as palace maids, claiming to be loyal to the Qing Dynasty, and dressed and acted in such a authentic way, he would probably be considered the epitome of cerebral palsy.

Of course, things are definitely different in Britain than in China. After all, the British royal family is still around, and they still follow the traditional aristocratic ways in modern times, which is quite ridiculous. So they have to pretend to be ridiculous to please the ridiculous.

"Let's keep her as my younger sister. Calling her 'daughter' is really unreasonable." Ying Tian made the decision. Other titles were fine, but being suddenly called "Dad" felt really strange.

“Then I’ll call you Commander Brother.” Unicorn raised her pretty face happily, pursing her thin lips. “When it’s inconvenient for you to call me by my name, you can call me You.”

"Yes, Xiaoyou is very cute."

Ying Tian patted the unicorn's head, and the latter lowered its head happily, enjoying the pat. This was a habit it had developed while spending time with Ayanami. The taciturn girl was like a cat and loved it when the commander patted her head.