"Vidia, it's beautiful."

Beitang Sunny pulled Vidia's arm, caressed her little face, and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Whatever I do tomorrow, you just have to believe me."

「……」

Vidia looked at the man in front of her, her vision blurring again.

With a light kiss on the cinnabar on her forehead, Beitang Yaori let go of her and turned away from the attic pavilion.

Vidia looked at the tall figure that disappeared into the night, and her heart throbbed for a long time.

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At the same time, Black Swan Castle.

"Click! Click!"

When Lin Ao and Lin Jue were planning how to fly to India smoothly, their hands were handcuffed by a handcuff similar to silver.

The two little ones looked at each other, and then at the instigator who had handcuffed them.

"Uncle Leng Zhao, this is pure silver? Protecting Xingzi is voluntary, so you don't need to give me and Lin Ao a pair of big silver bracelets."

Leng Zhao was sure to handcuff the two little guys firmly before nodding with satisfaction.

"I've temporarily wronged the two young masters tonight, and at this time tomorrow, I will naturally come to untie it to you."

"Wait, what the hell do you mean by that?"

Lin Jue stood up a little annoyed, but his small body was very fierce. Lin Ao, who was on the side, was relatively calm, and his little face was flat and there were no waves.

「…… Lock us up, is this the attention of the North Hall Flare?"

Leng Zhao paused, and looked at the smart Lin Ao undeniably.

"Although I don't know what the two young masters don't like about Emperor Shao, but tomorrow is a very important day for him, and he doesn't want any accidents."

"Hey! Untie it for me, or I'll be really angry!"

"The two young masters can tell me at any time if they need anything, but I'm sorry, let's just be wronged for the time being."

After speaking, Leng Zhao smiled apologetically and turned around to leave the room, only to hear the angry roar of Lin Jue behind him.

"Damn, damn old fellow!" Lin Jue stomped his feet viciously, but he couldn't break free from the handcuffs.

Living so big, Lin Jue has really never seen a Lao Tzu in the world who would handcuff his own son!

Even if he didn't know that the two of them were his species, there was no need to take revenge on them for the last Dalmatian!

"This Leng Zhao is really a loyal lackey of Beitang Yaori, hateful, hateful, hateful—what a damn thing is this, why haven't I seen it before!"

There is no password, no keyhole, and the tenacity is prohibitive, but Lin Ao and Lin Jue are tortured like this, let alone going to India, even if they go out of Black Swan Castle, it is a big problem.

"I'm! Beitang Flare, bastard!"

「……」

Lin Ao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at his brother Lin Jue, who rarely gets really angry, and dared to call Lao Tzu's bastard's biological son so directly, he also saw it for the first time.

"Bastard bastard bastard! He's an old man in his thirties and he's so careful, didn't he tease him last time, as for handcuffing us like this!"

Lin Jue was in a hurry now, after all, in a few days, their biological mother was going to marry an Indian man, and the two of them would rather recognize this bastard's biological father than be someone else's stepson.