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

White ceiling, white sheer curtains, here is...

Lin Nuanxi turned her head, and found that her left hand was very warm, her eyes drifted to her left hand, and a tremor flickered at the bottom of her beautiful eyes.

——Beitang Yaori was lying on the front of the hospital bed, holding her hand the whole time, falling asleep like this.

This night, Beitang Yaori stayed by her side and did not leave a step.

Lin Nuanxi didn't make a sound, and lay quietly on the bed.

The heat of the same body temperature as Beitang Yaori radiated from the back of the hand, and passed on to her body little by little. This kind of gentle power can explain everything without any words.

In the past five years in India, Lin Nuanxi often thinks about what his past was like. The memory that has been blank for more than 20 years, like a marquee movie replays in his mind, and Lin Nuanxi's vision gradually changes from clear to blurred. .

Yuan Mian...

All this time, she had silently guarded the man by her side, who gave up his life for her, how much more Lin Nuanxi owed Yuan Mian before she could be willing?

Jiang Bo——

This man who loves Beitang Yaori more than anyone else, that beautiful and handsome noble young master, just fell asleep forever like that.

Losing Yuan Mian, Lin Nuanxi felt this kind of pain, but from another perspective, why didn't Beitang Yaori endure such torture?

For at least the past five years, she has had an easy life.

But for Beitang Yaori, he didn't lose his memory, so he remembered it more deeply than anyone else, but he never said it.

It seems that women who are pregnant tend to become more agitated than usual.

A slight movement awakened Beitang Yaori who was in a light sleep.

"Nuanxi, are you awake?"

"……Um."

Lin Nuanxi's eye circles were still slightly red, she deliberately turned her head sideways to avoid Beitang Yaori's sight.

Beitang Yaori wanted to raise his hand to touch her face as usual, but in the next second, he held back.

"It's already eight o'clock, I have to get ready to go to the company first, and I'm going to prepare to take over Beitang International soon."

"Do not be too tired."

"Well, you should rest here."

"……Um."

The warm and peaceful atmosphere does not make people look unnatural at all.

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Beitang Yaori turned around and left the ward without saying anything.

I'm afraid she doesn't want to see him yet.

"Young Master, why are you in the corridor?"

"Let her rest here temporarily for the next few days. As for the food, you can have some snacks."

Wen Liancheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Don't worry, Young Master Di, I don't have to worry about my wife's body here."

"Well, if anything happens, call me anytime."

"Yes."

Without saying anything, Beitang Yaori left the hospital.

Now, he has promised his father Beitang Yunyang to take over Beitang International again from his cousin Beitang Yaochuan.

During this period of time, he will indeed be very busy.

————————The boundary line of the wealthy court———————

"Brother Xingzi, what did you say?"

With an Alps lollipop in his mouth, Lin Jue took an invitation card from Beitang Xing.

The exquisite greeting card is very beautiful. After opening, the handwriting on it is even more beautiful.

"Invited you to Baili Shaoquan's birthday party?"

"It's not just me."

Beitang Xing smiled lightly, Lin Ao had just come back from a morning jog by the beach, his handsome face was covered with beads of sweat.

Taking a glass of pure water, he gulped it down.