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

[Compared to this, I care more about that uncle Ling Huaxi. ]

[Ling Huaxi? ]

Lin Ao turned around and looked at Lin Jue: [Don't you think Ling Huaxi looks a lot like her mother? ]

Lin Ao has always been very keen on details, which is exactly the same as Beitang Yaori.

Lin Jue frowned: [Uh, in this way, it is indeed a bit similar. ]

After being reminded by his younger brother, Lin Jue noticed that Ling Huaxi is a very beautiful man, and... If you compare carefully, he does have a slight resemblance to Lin Nuanxi, especially those beautiful amber eyes.

Anyway, there is some progress now.

If Beitang Yaori is really the father of himself and Lin Ao. . .

Thinking of this, Lin Jue felt inexplicably excited and excited. If Beitang Yaori's special identity surprised him, it would be better to say that the tattoo of the Dragon King Dechajia on his body made him more curious.

Why did Beitang Yaori tattoo that thing on his body?

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Mount Moshan around the sea, Black Swan Castle.

Last night, Leng Zhao ironed all the clothes Beitang Xing needed to wear today and prepared them beautifully.A gorgeous little black suit made Beitang Xing look like a future star.

Leng Zhao fastened a small tie around the collar for him, square, noble and handsome.

[Master, today is the day for you to participate in the competition, and my subordinates wish you good results! ]

[Thank you Leng Zhao. ]

Full of confidence, to be honest, Beitangxing is full of confidence in this international piano competition.

[It's getting late, after the young master had breakfast, his subordinates drove the young master to the Huafu Music Hall. ]

Beitangxing paused, then turned to look at the calendar: [Has Dad gone out yet? ]

[Yes, Young Master Di went out early in the morning. ]

[Today is the day when Dad receives Indian officials, right? ]

[Yes, sir. ] Leng Zhao nodded, although he didn't discuss this matter with Beitang Xing in detail, but Beitang Xing was very caring.

Smiling lightly, Bei Tangxing took the towel from Leng Zhao and wiped it off, then turned his head to look at the black grand piano that he usually used to practice.

[In the evening, I will take home the trophy, I think Dad must be very happy. ]

[Hehe, as long as the young master shows a smile, it is the best trophy for the young master. ]

[So, Leng Zhao. ] Beitangxing turned his head and looked at Leng Zhao again: [It would be good if someone takes me to Huatang Yuefu today, you can go directly to Dad. ]

Beitangxing's words suddenly made Leng Zhaozheng startled.

[Dad has been busy preparing for the Prime Minister of India these days, I know he is under a lot of pressure. ]

[ ……Yes. ]

[ Leng Zhao, you are the one who has been with Dad the longest and is also the most reassuring one. I think he will feel more relaxed with you by his side. ]

[ But young master, my subordinates have to send you to participate in the competition. ]

[I can do the competition myself, I am already nine years old! ]

[ But……]

[Stop it, this is an order. ] Don't be in a hurry, don't be annoyed, the little young master has the same rights as the young master if he is calm.

[I don't feel relieved that Dad is alone, Leng Zhao, you go over there to help Dad with affairs, so that I won't be distracted from the game because of worrying about Dad. ]

Since everything is said for this sake, of course, Leng Zhao can no longer refuse anything.