This year was extremely painful for Beitang Yaori, but for Jiang Bo, it was a very happy year. Because, he can sit by the stone every day, accompanied by the quiet and rarely spoken Beitang Bright Sun.

The ice water under the melting of the snow-capped mountains was clear and transparent on Beitang Yaori's body, and he meditated quietly under the waterfall motionlessly.

[Young Master Bo, Yaori has been in this temple for a whole year?] Why is this a forbidden place that he doesn't want to come to? Jiang Bo's thoughts were pulled back by Lin Nuanxi.

[That man can endure pain more than anyone else, and the reason why he can't come here is because of the Dechaga Dragon King tattoo on his body.] ]

Because of that tattoo?

Jiang Bo smiled lightly, as if he was reminiscing about happy and painful things.

[Alright, my Highness the Princess.] The story will be told tomorrow, and now we'll be home. ]

The private plane stopped not far from the Sakya temple that Jiang Bo had said, a luxurious manor house standing on the mountain.

Paralinka private estate.

The manor is opposite on all sides, with a three-storey building and complete building facilities and exquisite decoration.

The room is carved with beams and paintings, magnificent, with gold, silver and jade, precious fur carpets, typical Tibetan aristocratic manors.

Lin Nuanxi was dumbfounded: [Young Master Bo, is this place?] ]

[Welcome to my home, Paralinka Manor.] In order to be able to restore the state of ordinary people after five years of confinement in Beitang Yaori, after coming to Tibet, Jiang Bo used one-fifth of the Jiang family's property to build a noble manor here.

[Young Master, Tashi Delek!] ]

A lama dressed in red, with a delicate and gentle appearance, exuding a Buddhist atmosphere. Seeing Jiang Bo coming over to offer Hada to him, he folded his hands and bent down respectfully.

[Pema Dorjee, the lama of the Sakya monastery, is also the steward who took me to manage this manor.] Jiang Bo introduced Lin Nuanxi.

Baima Dorjee presented the second Hada, which had already been prepared, to Lin Nuanxi again: [Welcome here, Miss Lin. ]

Politely, Lin Nuanxi also folded his hands and saluted Bai Ma Duoji.

Jiang Bo took a deep breath of the pure natural fresh air of Tibet: [Baima, how did I explain to you? ]

Baima Dorjee clasped his hands together and nodded respectfully again: [Miss Lin is a first-time visitor to Tibet and needs to get used to it for a while. I'm ready for food and shelter. The servants were Han Chinese selected from the noble estates, as were the cooks. In terms of food and accommodation, the young master does not have to worry. ]

[Hmm.] Jiang Bo nodded with satisfaction: [Nuanxi, look at what else you need?] ]

[Ha, hah!] Well, she thought that Jiang Bo would take her away, but she didn't think that she was coming to Tibet.

The climate here is so cold!

[Miss Lin, the climate here has a large temperature difference, and it is easy for you to catch a cold when you wear such clothes.] Bai Ma Dorjee turned around and called a girl: [Nazhen.] ]

The girl, called Nazhen, is a typical Tibetan girl with a long twisted braid that is combed up after traditional service. With red lips and white teeth, she looks like she's only a teenager.

[This is Nazhendava, just tell her if you need anything in the future.] ]

Na Zhen is calm and capable beyond her age: [Hello Miss Lin, I'm Na Zhen. It's time to get cold, and you're going to catch a cold if you wear so little, please come with me. ]