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

Lin Nuanxi was hesitant to look at the beautiful boy in the snowy area in his teens, let alone with his eyes closed.However, that boy's exquisite facial features are really too similar to his current appearance, Beitang Yaori!

Looking at the fair skin on his left shoulder without any blemishes, a trace of surprise flashed in Lin Nuanxi's starry eyes——

This is Beitang Yaori before the tattoo of King Decha Jialong?

[Miss Lin, let our servants do these things. ] Nazhen pushed the door open and came in, seeing Lin Nuanxi hugging the quilt and planning to dry it, she quickly snatched it from her hand.

[Miss Lin, from now on, we can just tell us about this kind of thing. If we let Young Master Bo see it, he will scold us. ]

Lin Nuanxi just smiled lightly, she knew that no matter how much she tried to argue, in this noble manor, besides Jiang Bo, she was Lin Nuanxi who was the biggest.

[Nazhen will just call me Nuanxi from now on. ] Paused, Lin Nuanxi seemed to think of something: [Do you usually go to pray? ]

Tibet is the place with the strongest charm of Buddhism, and almost all the people here believe in Buddhism very much.Of course, Nazhen is no exception.

[Well, we pray every morning.There are also many ways to pray for blessings, such as kowtow, go to temples to worship Buddha, paint gold for Buddha statues, invite monks to chant sutras, and give alms.The easiest way is to light butter lamps.However, kowtowing is the most respected kind here. ]

Regarding this, Lin Nuanxi had seen it on TV.Kowtowing one step at a time, very pious!

[Miss Nuanxi, do you want to pray? ]

Lin Nuanxi really had this plan, so she just smiled lightly.

[How about trying some butter lamps, although it is very simple, but as long as the heart is sincere, it will definitely work. ]

Sincerity leads to spirit, if it is really possible, Lin Nuanxi is willing to pray for blessings and light butter lamps every day in the future.

It has been several days since Jiang Bo went back to Ruicheng. In the past few days, Lin Nuanxi would follow the method Nazhen taught her to light butter lamps every morning and evening to pray for blessings.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of this Buddhist snowy Tibet, or because of other reasons, Lin Nuanxi felt her heart gradually change from flustered to calm.

I don't know what happened to the loved ones I missed in Ruicheng these days.

Thinking of this, Lin Nuanxi lit a butter lamp for the Lin family again.

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Ruicheng, halfway up the mountain around the sea, Black Swan Castle.

In the huge private training ground, Beitang Yaori focused on hitting sandbags.

The messy and handsome broken hair was soaked in sweat, and it stuck to the handsome and heroic cheek. Every time he punched with great strength, he moved his body and threw out beautiful drops of sweat.

The tight-fitting sleeveless white vest was also half-soaked in sweat, and it was attached to the thin upper body. The exposed sexy collarbone and muscular arms were glowing with a wet luster. The tattoo of Decha and Jialong looked extraordinarily beautiful. sexy!

[Clatter——]

In the bathroom filled with mist, Beitang Yaori took off his vest and let the water wash over his sweaty body.

Raising his hand to wipe his face, Beitang Yaori's black eyes were quiet and violent.

[ringing, ringing...] The wall-mounted wireless phone installed inside the bathroom rings.

Beitang Yaori turned his head, and Shui Zhuer threw out a string of beautiful water flowers along with the flexible and broken hair, and he pressed the extension button.

[ Hello? ]

[Young Master Di, I have found Lin Nuanxi's current location. ]

During the phone call, the unique short and refined voice of a military agent came, and the corners of Beitang Yaori's lips curved slightly, beautiful and beautiful!