[ Lin Ao, you should really look at Beitang Yaori, it's just... so funny!Hahaha……]

[ hehe……]

Lin Ao just chuckled for a while. Although the devil's plan was successful this time, Lin Ao was not very happy in his heart.

It was a small revenge for Beitang Yaori on behalf of his mother Lin Nuanxi, but Lin Ao couldn't be happy when he missed his mother.

I haven't seen my mother for five years, and I don't know where she is now, how she is doing well, and whether she has thought about him and Lin Jue.

Every time he heard a sensitive "Mom" next to his ear, and saw his peers happily acting like a baby beside his parents, Lin Ao's face would show a faint sad expression.

Lin Yechen and Lin Yeqian gave Lin Ao and Lin Jue a lot of love.However, the strong blood relationship and family affection cannot be replaced by anything.

The photo on the phone was switched to the photo secretly taken by Lin Ao in Lin Yechen's office.

Where is the smiling woman painting quietly in the photo...

Mom, where the hell are you...

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New Delhi, India.

The Crystal Palace of Agra Fort under the moonlight on the banks of the Yamuna River.

On the castle stands a small tower carved out of fine white marble, decorated with gold, diamonds and precious stones, shining brightly under the moonlight, shining with dreamlike beauty.

On the castle, on the beautiful pavilions and lofts, there is a quiet figure.

The beautiful sapphire blue silk sari wraps her soft and exquisite figure, hanging from her shoulders, extending to the end, covering her ankles, and her whole body is full of softness like silk touching.

The cool night wind blows by, the silky sari behind the shoulders flutters with the wind, and the soft waist that is half covered and half exposed is graceful and graceful.

Surrounded by sari, the faintly tall figure is elegant and luxurious, graceful but not solemn.

Looking forward to life, it is breathtaking!

Her long and smooth hair was blown by the wind, and she raised her hands to smooth the hair behind her ears. The strings of delicate gold bracelets on her wrists reflected the stars of the moonlight.

[Princess Vidya, Major Samar Anand has returned. ]

The princess's personal maid, Kazhuoer, was behind her, calling out softly.

Vidya lowered her beautiful amber eyes.

[Let him in. ] With a feminine but dignified tone, Vidya slowly opened her mouth.

Samar Anand, wearing a neat light green military uniform, walked steadily to the pavilion.

When he saw the princess in the beautiful sapphire blue sari under the moonlight, there was a slight smile on Junyi's face.

She was humble and gentle five years ago.Five years later, she is glamorous and noble.

With clasped hands, Samar Anand saluted Vidya in reverence.

[Princess Vidya. ]

[…]

[Sorry for keeping you waiting for a long time. ]

Vidya smiled lightly: [Nothing. ]

Samar smiled slightly, walked up to Vidya, and took her hand.

[May I ask you to dance, my princess. ]

Vidya's smile deepened slightly.

Under the moonlight, beautiful sari dances slowly on the attic pavilion.

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India is a country full of songs and dances. No matter men, women or children, they like to use dance songs to express various emotions.I don't know if Young Master Di will dance to courtship, the scene is looking forward to it.Palace group number: 185994030, stepping stone to any role in the palace. ps: The saree is really beautiful. Princesses who have the opportunity to take photos can wear a saree and take a set!

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