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

The two special guests from Agra Fort, of course, Beitang Yaori, who is the captain of the guard, already knew about them.

What surprised him was that Xishao Siming also came to India.

"Guardian Sha Rukh, this is the night defense deployment map I just made, please take a look."

The subordinate handed a drawing to Beitang Yaori, Beitang Yaori looked at it and nodded silently.

"Just do this. During the princess's wedding, you can't make any mistakes. You should pay more attention these few days."

"Yes!"

The men nodded and retreated.

He has been busy since he got up this morning until now, the corner of Beitang Yaori's mouth curled slightly as he looked at the bustling Agra Fort decorated with lights and festoons.

wedding...

"Hey……"

"Boom!"

——! ! !

A punch suddenly rushed over from behind, and Beitang Yaori quickly caught it, turned around, drew out the dagger and put it on the neck of the man behind him.

Be fast and ruthless!

Xishao Siming raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the strange handsome face in front of him, if he resisted a little, his neck would turn red.

"Is this how you people in Agra Fort treat distinguished guests from China?" Xi Shaosi ordered the handle of the knife with his fingers, and carefully removed it from his neck.

"Why are you here?"

"Let's see how you're doing."

As expected of a good brother who grew up with him, even though he was attached to a strange face, Xishao Si Ming could still recognize Beitang Yaori.

The aura on his body can never be concealed.

"It's not right to leave a good young master in China, and come to India to be a guard for others, you can really do it."

"The dignified young master of the Dragon King Association is in charge, and he also came to India to be the steward of others. We are each other."

"My situation is different from yours. Huaxi has no amnesia."

"..."

The joke that came out of his mouth seemed to accidentally hit Beitang Yaori's sore spot. After a pause, Xishao Siming changed the topic.

"I finally found her. Wouldn't it be good to take her back to China? Perhaps, when she returns to China and sees everything she is familiar with, she will remember everything."

"Thinking of how I treated her, remembering how she deliberately wanted to forget Yuan Mian and Jiang Bo's death, so what if I think of these things?"

"..." Xi Shao Si Ming was slightly silent. It cannot be denied that what he said was not without reason.

Beitang Yaori sneered, turned his head from the rooftop to look at the servants below who were busy preparing all kinds of delicacies.

"Compared to her past, I like her confession now."

"Frank?"

At least, that woman was willing to face her feelings frankly and admit that she liked him.

This is also a good thing.

"Yao Ri, do you really intend to marry Lin Nuanxi and Samar?"

Beitang Yaori laughed lightly: "I'm just a small guard, I don't have the right to decide on Princess Vidya's marriage. I don't want to be imprisoned again."

"Prison?" Xi Shao Si Ming raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "During your stay in India, you will not be under the control of others all the time, right?"

This is not his usual style of Beitang Yaori at all.After all, what kind of charm is there in that Lin Nuanxi, which is worth such a big sacrifice by Beitang Yaori.

"It's not a good feeling, so in these few days, you'd better restrain yourself." Beitang Yaori said to Xishao Siming meaningfully.