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

Angry coldness flashed across the bottom of the black eyes, Samar was silent for a while, then turned and left.

In the past five years, he has known Vidya too well, even if the person she likes is Shah Rukh Khan, but she will not go against her father's wishes.

Besides, their wedding will officially start tomorrow!

Without any words, Samar chose to be patient this time.As a husband, it is indeed a bit of a shame.

But as a soldier, a good federal soldier, he didn't allow himself to do despicable things.

The atmosphere here is rare and warm.

"No, I can't eat anymore."

Vidya frowned and shook his head.

Beitang Yaori smiled softly and hugged Vidya in his arms.

The quiet, pure hug without any impurities made Vidya blush.

The tip of Beitang Yaori's nose lightly touched her forehead, and the fragrance of flowers on her body was not the chrysanthemum fragrance he was familiar with.

"I'm not Indian."

After being silent for a while, Beitang Yaori opened his mouth lightly.

A little surprise flashed in Vidya's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. For him, Vidya was used to being surprised.

"Shah Rukh Khan, that's not my name either."

"..."

"I came here to find my princess, a princess I love very much."

Hearing Beitang Yaori's words, Vidya suddenly felt an indescribable sadness and a trace of fear in her heart.

"Then... have you found your princess?"

"..."

The corner of Beitang Yaori's mouth slightly curved, and he smiled helplessly.

"no."

Hearing this sentence, Vidya felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart. Obviously, the princess he loved so much was not her.

"Even if she finds it, she won't know."

"why?"

"Because she was sleeping."

"sleep?"

Beitang Yaori's words became more and more difficult for Vidya to understand.

"Yes, she is sleeping, in a very beautiful dream, so I dare not wake her up."

"..."

"No matter how beautiful the dream is, there will be a day when you wake up."

Beitang Yaori did not continue to speak, but raised his hand in front of Vidya and spread it out.

In his palm was a small box of red cinnabar.

Beitang Yaori didn't say anything, but with a gentle smile on his face, he pressed down the cinnabar with his thumb, raised his hand on Vidya's forehead, and gently drew a red line, extending to the center of her hairline.

A long and beautiful line of cinnabar between the eyebrows made Vidya almost a bride.

Although Beitang Yaori didn't say a word, his wordless actions made Vidya's mood unsettled.

slam-la-

Pushing Beitang Yaori away violently, tears of excitement flashed in Vidya's beautiful amber eyes. She looked at Shah Rukh Khan and pointed to her forehead.

"I know you are not an Indian, but do you understand the meaning of this cinnabar!"

"..."

"Do you know that only someone can put this red cinnabar on my forehead!"

"..."

Beitang Yaori smiled, but Vidya didn't know whether to cry with joy or fear at this time.

"In my country, only my beloved husband has the right to put this cinnabar on me, which represents marriage. This is a gift from God, this crimson dot on the forehead. For an Indian bride Said, this is the most proud crown! At the same time, it is also a symbol of the oath of never giving up!"