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

"Beep...beep...beep..."

"Hello?" There was a very nice and polite female voice on the phone, which made people feel very comfortable.

"...Mrs. Julia, I am Leng Zhao."

"Well, according to Yao Ri's request, I have already prepared everything."

Hearing Julia's words, Leng Zhao smiled lightly: "Thank you, Mrs. Julia."

Without saying anything, Leng Zhao hung up the phone.

The light in Beitangxing's room was still on, although it was already time for him to go to bed, but Beitangxing did not fall asleep.

Sitting on the bed with a slightly excited expression, as if looking forward to something.

"Master."

"Leng Zhao, I'm ready!"

Seeing Leng Zhao coming in, Beitangxing jumped off the bed.

Leng Zhao looked at the handsome little boy in front of him, who was dressed in a clean white dress, more like a little messenger of happiness.

"Tomorrow, it's up to you, young master!"

"Guaranteed to complete the task, hee hee!" He smiled handsomely, and Bei Tangxing suddenly thought of something again: "Leng Zhao, you don't really lock Lin Jue and Lin Ao, do you?"

"This is a necessary measure to prevent accidents tomorrow."

"Hehe, I think Lin Jue must be going crazy now."

"Apology, let's talk about it after tomorrow."

"En!" Beitangxing nodded vigorously, "Then when shall we leave for India?"

"Waiting for Mrs. Julia's call."

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India, Agra Fort.

Today's Agra Fort is even bigger and more lively than a few days ago.

The wedding of Princess Vidya of India has already excited people in the entire Agra Fort.

The streets and alleys are full of decorations, singing and laughing.

Samar led a large team to welcome the bride and walked towards the Agra Fort.In just a few tens of meters, he had already walked very hard.

Because, on the way, there will be "obstacles" sent by the natal family to stop the groom from moving forward, making all kinds of difficulties, just like the traditional Chinese quarrel with the groom, to make him understand that the girl is not so easy to marry.

Although the journey to Agra Fort was not too long, it took a lot of effort for Samar to successfully marry the princess.

And here, Vidya has also changed into her mother's beautiful wedding sari.

Both arms are depicted with the characteristic Muhandi of Indian brides, exquisite and extremely detailed patterns.A long chain of gold bangles, and a beautiful browpiece.

Today's Vidya is the prettiest, the most dignified and the most luxurious compared to the previous engagement makeup.

Kazhuoer was amazed by his Princess Vidya. Although she did not have any blood relationship with her, after getting along with her in the past few years, Vidya treated her like a biological sister.

"Princess Vidya, you are so beautiful!"

Vidya smiled slightly, and raised his hand to wipe away the crystal from Kajol's eyes.

"Wherever I go, I will take you with me, and after another two years, you will be like me now, wearing a beautiful bridal sari, waiting for your beloved husband to marry."

"Princess Vidya, Kajol is not going anywhere, but just by your side."

Vidya smiled lightly. People said that her daughter would cry with various emotions on the day she got married, but for Vidya, she was not touched much.

If her biological mother was still alive, maybe she would cry like Kajol.

"Orbit—"

At this time, a servant hurried in, looking slightly flustered.

"Vi, Princess Vidya, I'm sorry!"

"What's wrong?"

The maid took a slow breath before opening her mouth cautiously.

"I have searched all over the city of Agra Fort, Shah Rukh Khan - he has resigned his guards and left Agra Fort."

"What did you say?"

"Shah Rukh Khan, he has left India."

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