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

- Jiang Bo: Bright Sun, how about we make a bet?

- Beitang Flare: What do you want to bet on?

- Jiang Bo: Bet on whether Lin Nuanxi will choose you or me.

- Beitang Flare: What's the stake?

- 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 Nuan Xi.

- Beitang Flare: I will give you a luxurious funeral that is unique in the world!

What was a bet back then has now become a reality.

No one is a winner's gamble, however, Beitang Yaori promised his promise -

For Jiang Bo's funeral, the most solemn send-off!

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Night, Black Swan Castle.

In the quiet bedroom, Beitang Yaori sat on the sofa, and on the coffee table, there were three wine glasses full of wine.

Beitang Yaori did not hesitate, raised his hand and drank a glass of wine in front of him, and drank it to the bottom.

Then he picked up the second cup and poured it down.

This cup is to pay tribute to his most loyal and powerful subordinate, the crown.

In the third cup, Beitang Yaori clenched it very tightly, and Leng Jun's face fluctuated slightly.

Raise your hand and drink it all!

This cup is Jingjiang Bo.

The quiet bedroom was silent for a long time, and his shoulders fluttered, and only a dull and mocking voice came out.

[This wine, is it really spicy......]

It's so spicy that it almost brings tears to your eyes!

Beitang Yaori clenched his wine glass tightly, and his finger joints were slightly pale 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 in the pan.

[What's the matter?] ]

[Emperor Shao, my subordinates will change your dressing.] ]

If it weren't for Leng Zhao's reminder, Beitang Yaori would have almost forgotten the military stick on his body that was taught by Lin Yeqian!

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

Although several days have passed, the wound on his back is fierce and obvious!

[Yesterday, Young Master Xi took the Dragon King to the Sky Eagle Gang. ]

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

[Emperor Shao, Master Beitang called just now, and he said that he hoped that the eldest young master would have time to go back. ]

After a pause, Leng Zhao wiped his back with a swelling reduction potion.

[Julia wants to see you.] ]

[……]

Beitang Yaori poured himself a glass of wine, using high alcohol to numb the severe pain on his body.

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

The hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, and then brought it to his mouth.

[If my subordinates guessed correctly, I think the lord and his wife should know the truth by now, the true situation of you and Young Master Yaohui being kidnapped back then.] ]

Lies, after the precipitation of time, will replace the truth.

Even if you know that the road is a lie, you still can't change the habit that you have long been accustomed to.

[How is she now?] ]

She?

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

It is not difficult to find out Lin Nuanxi's residence, and Lin Yechen has no intention of hiding the dazzling sun from Beitang, after all, the name of Emperor Shao is not in vain.

[Young Master Xi called, she is not in serious health, but she is ......]

[Just what?] ]

[She seems to be a little irritated.] ]