Chapter 544: Obedience, My Princess 6 [544]

It was obvious that she was bullying him with her noble identity and power, but she was the most wronged one.

Beitang's dark eyes flashed softly, and his big palm pressed against Vidia's face, helping her wipe away the sparkle in her eyes.

[I'm sorry.] ]

Beitang Yaori apologized, he had been thinking about it for five years.

Looking at the woman in front of him who made him love him to the extreme, he was so distressed that he couldn't wait to tell her everything at once, and tell her that the man who loved her the most was right in front of him at this moment.

If you want to cry, you can cry as much as you like in his arms!

At midnight, there is also a lively atmosphere of Holi in the streets.

In the quiet room, a tired Vidia fell asleep soundly in her only bed.

Beitang Bright Sun leaned against the doors and windows, the neckline of his neck was open at will, and the ink-colored tattoos on his shoulders were looming.

Taking the cigarette on the table, Beitang Yaori took out one and lit it.

A faint smoke swirled around his handsome face, and the smoke burned in his fingertips, a little lazy, a little profound, and a little fascinated.

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The next day, when Vidia woke up, she found that Shah Rukh Khan was not in her room.

Rubbing her eyes, with him by her side this night, Vidia slept soundly.

Although he was a little bad, he saved her twice, and this man's nature is not bad.

The festival of Holi was still going on, and Vidya could guess that his father must be worried about him now. Since she disappeared last night, maybe there are people looking for her everywhere outside.

The room was very ordinary and simple, but it made Vidia feel very relaxed. You don't have to think about anything, and you don't have to worry about your sister Kaisha coming to attack at any time.

In the eyes of outsiders, she shines as a princess, but she doesn't like to be a princess, sometimes she prefers to be an ordinary girl, who can play on the street at will, sing and dance like those girls outside.

The cumbersome and delicate princess sari was washed by the North Hall Bright Sun and neatly placed on the cabinet.

Instead of wearing the delicate dress, Vidia found a very ordinary large white shirt in his closet and put it on.

So much so that when Beitang Yaori came back early, he saw a very familiar scene-

Lin Nuanxi was wearing only one of his big white shirts, looking at the lively grand festival outside in front of the window.

[Good morning, Princess Vidia.] ]

[Where have you been?] ]

[I bought breakfast, although it was very ordinary food, so the princess made do with it.] ]

Beitang Yaori poured the morning milk and brought it to her, looking at her simple clothes: [Why didn't you wear a sari?] ]

[The sari is tedious and tiring to wear,] After a pause, Vidia took a sip of milk: [Will you send me safely to Agra Fort?] ]

Beitang Yaori put the fritters on her plate, smiling without saying a word.

[Shahuk, if you send me to Agra Fort, I will reward you with five hundred rupees.] ]

[I don't have much money, but I'm not going to die for five hundred rupees.] ]

Beitang Yaori is not a fool, the princess has been missing for a day, and it is estimated that the prime minister is already in a hurry. Send her back safely now, even if Vidia defends him, I'm afraid, he won't be able to escape the blame.