Beitang Yaori pulled the corner of his mouth disdainfully. Originally, all this was his own choice. If it were put before, he would never let the private survive until now. But now, Beitang Yaori did not want to pursue these things.

He moved to continue walking, but Vidya still couldn't stop, silently looking at the private soldier who was still slapping him. His beautiful eyes were gloomy, and his beautiful face was as cold as ice as there was no emotion on his emotions.

The man's face was red and bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and Vidya's gaze finally softened a little.

"Rash!"

"Princess Vidya, I'm here."

"Take me his military uniform and throw it out of Agra Fort. Starting today, let me see his words again..." Vidya turned around and looked at another private.

"You can take off your clothes and leave."

Rush was slightly stunned and nodded immediately: "Yes, Princess Vidya!"

An incredible complex look flashed in Beitang Yaori's eyes. Is this the sunny girl he knew who was kinder and shameless than anyone else, Lin Nuanxi?

Beitang Yaori knew very well.

Now Vidya is venting his anger for him, it is like he is a little white-faced person who has been beaten.

The corners of his mouth curled gently, and Beitang Yaori chuckled and walked outward with Vidya's support.

"why are you laughing?"

"The taste of rights is really charming."

Vidya held Beitang Yaori's hand on his waist and trembled slightly. A faint sentence made her familiar and familiar.

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In addition to the fragrance of flowers, Vidya's bedroom also had a faint smell of disinfectant.

She took out various anti-swelling and disinfectant agents, prepared gauze and scissors, and placed them on the table.

"Take off your clothes and I'll clean your wounds."

"Princess Vidya, I'll do it myself-"

"Vidia." She suddenly cut off the words of Beidang Yori in a stern and gentle manner. She turned around and looked at him: "When there are no outsiders, just call me Vidia."

Is this considered a successful further distance from her?

Even ignoring the hierarchy and directly calling the noble princess name directly is indeed a gratifying thing for Beitang Yaori.

It seems that this injury was not in vain. On the other hand, Beitang Yaori would also thank the private who whipped him.

"Take off your clothes and the wound must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it will become inflamed."

"Vidia, I'll do it myself."

"Take it off!"

The princess is a princess, and of course the order cannot be resisted.

However, Beitang Yaori didn't want her to see the terrifying Decha Jialong pattern tattoo on him now.

Seeing Beitang Yaori gritting his teeth and getting up and going back to his room, Vidya took the lead and pressed him on the bed without hesitation. He raised his hand and cut his prison uniform with scissors.

The ink-colored tattoo was stained with blood, stretched from his left shoulder blade to his chest.

The sharp vision, sharp claws, and light blue flames all over the body emitted a sharp and dangerous aura.

The dragon rushing straight into the sky with a powerful momentum of brave attacks!

From her expression, Beitang Yaori saw her shock and a hint of fear!

This dragon tattoo-

Vidya's head suddenly trembled again, and the pain almost burst into tears!
Chapter completed!