The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

If Shah Rukh can help the princess sincerely, maybe Princess Vidya will really fall in love with him.

Looking at his frail princess, Kazhuoer felt distressed in his eyes.

——Kazhuoer, my mother has never done anything bad in her life, the only thing, the only thing is that she is sorry for Mrs. Huizhen.

Kajol recalled the tears of regret on his mother's face before she died.

——Kazol promised me that if Princess Vidya and the prince can come back here one day, you must promise me that no matter what the political situation becomes, you will protect the princess and the prince!

—Mom, I remember...

Kazuol took a deep breath and looked at the lost princess who had returned after five years. She would pray every night that the princess would be happy and spend this life safely. At least, she would no longer be subject to the influence of Mrs. Persecution again.

Among the two dancing under the moonlight, Beitang Yaori's hand ran along Vidya's white and smooth back, clasped her soft waist, and stuck it to his body.

Princess Vidya's body visibly trembled, but she still cooperated with Beitang Yaori. There was only one reason why she wanted the man in front of her to become like Kaisha whenever she wanted.And a woman like Kaisha is not worthy of men being crazy about her!

Admittedly, there was an element of jealousy in it.

Spinning, spinning, spinning faster and faster, suddenly Beitang Yaori suddenly grabbed Vidya with his hands, and with a strong arm, he hugged Vidya tightly in his arms!

The body in his arms, which was short of breath due to the dance, was trembling slightly. In the trembling, Vidya seemed to have a new discovery——

Her heart was also throbbing inexplicably.

For a moment the warm atmosphere became quiet and ambiguous, a trace of tenderness flashed in the bottom of Beitang Yaori's black eyes, finally, she began to care about herself.

Letting go of Vidya, without the embrace of Beitang Yaori, the cold wind blowing from the high-rise pavilion made Vidya shiver involuntarily.

Beitang Yaori didn't say anything, walked to the window, picked up the big sari scarf, and wrapped Vidya's whole body tightly.

Just leaving Vidya a meaningful but fascinated smile, Beitang Yaori didn't say anything, turned and left the pavilion.

Kazhuoer watched Beitang Yaori come out, froze for a moment, then ran towards the attic pavilion.

Princess Vidya stood alone in the pavilion, holding tightly with both hands the sari shawl covered by Beitang Yaori.

[Princess Vidya...]

[…]

As if she didn't hear Kajol's soft call, Vidya was almost immersed in the dance with Beitang Yaori just now, that feeling, that hot look in her eyes made her heart throb like never before ,even……

Vidya closed her eyes and lowered her head, not wanting anyone to see the flushing of her face and the flash of lust!

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China, Ruicheng.

Orwell Hotel, a high-end apartment on the top floor.

In the corridor, apart from the uniformed Indian bodyguards, there was no one else.

Samar Anand came to the door of the apartment, and the bodyguard next to him nodded respectfully towards Samar.

[Knock knock...]

[Prince Artinis, I am Samar. ]

[ Enter. ]

In the living room of the luxurious apartment, Ling Huaxi stood alone in front of the large French windows, looking at the looming island in the south.

Samar walked to Ling Huaxi and handed Ling Huaxi a revocation form stamped with the government.