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

When Lin Nuanxi was escaping, the two kingly men on the warship had such a conversation.

——Jiang Bo: Yao Ri, how about we have a gamble?

——Beitang Yaori: What do you want to bet on?

——Jiang Bo: Bet that Lin Nuanxi would choose you or me.

——Beitang Yaori: What's the bet?

——Jiang Bo: If you win, I, Jiang Bo, will disappear in front of you forever.If you lose, I want you to prepare the most luxurious wedding for me and Nuanxi.

——Beitang Yaori: I will give you a unique and luxurious funeral in the world!

A bet at that time has now become a reality.

No one is a gamble that wins, however, Beitang Yaori promised his promise——

For Jiang Bo's funeral, the grandest farewell!

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Night, Black Swan Castle.

In the quiet bedroom, Beitang Yaori was sitting on the sofa, and on the coffee table were three full wine glasses.

Without hesitation, Beitang Yaori raised his hand and drank the glass of wine in front of him in one gulp, drinking it to the bottom.

Then, he picked up the second cup and drank it down.

This cup is for his most loyal and powerful subordinate, Yuan Mian.

Beitang Yaori held the third cup tightly, and Leng Jun's face was slightly fluctuating.

Raise your hand and drink it up!

This cup is to respect Jiang Bo.

The quiet bedroom was silent for a long time, shoulders trembled, and only a hoarse and mocking voice could be heard.

[Is this wine really spicy...]

So spicy it almost brought tears to my eyes!

Beitang Yaori tightly clenched the wine glass, his knuckles turned slightly desolate white.

[ Click. ]

Leng Zhao knocked on the door three times, opened the door and walked in.

The sadness on Beitang Yaori's face disappeared in a flash.

[ What's up? ]

[Master Di, come down to change your dressing. ]

If it wasn't for Leng Zhao's reminder, Beitang Yaori would have almost forgotten the army stick that Lin Yeqian taught him!

Leng Zhao took out the anti-swelling lotion and bandages in the medicine box, and wiped the large bruises and redness on Beitang Yaori's back.

Even though several days had passed, the injury on his back was visibly obvious!

[Yesterday, Young Master Xi brought the Dragon King Club to the Tianying Gang. ]

Beitang Yaori listened silently, the sharp pain in his back made him frown slightly.

[Master Di, Master Beitang called just now, and he said that he hoped that the young master would go back when he has time. ]

After a pause, Leng Zhao wiped the detumescence medicinal wine on his back.

[Mrs. Julia would like to see you. ]

[…]

Beitang Yaori poured a glass of wine on his own, and used high alcohol to numb the severe pain in his body.

[Two days ago, Young Master Jiang Bo went to the Beitang Mansion. ]

The hand holding the wine glass gave a slight pause, and then brought it to his mouth.

[If my subordinate guessed correctly, I think the master and wife should know the truth by now, the truth about the kidnapping of you and Master Yaohui back then. ]

Lies, over time, will replace the truth.

Even if you know it's a lie, you still can't change the habit you've gotten used to.

[ How is she now? ]

she?

Beitang Yaori's sudden question made Leng Zhao stunned for a moment and quickly realized.

It's not difficult to find out where Lin Nuanxi lives, and Lin Yechen didn't intend to hide it from Beitang Yaori, after all, the title of Young Master Di is not just for nothing.

[Master Xi called, she is fine, but...]

[ just what? ]

[She seems a little irritated. ]