[Emperor Shao, your chrysanthemum tea.] ]

Chrysanthemum tea leaves have not changed, however, the taste is very different. Beitang Yaori only took a sip, frowned and put it down.

Leng Zhao walked over and handed the internal phone to Beitang Yaori: [Emperor Shao, the phone number of Young Master Xi.] ]

Beitang Yaori took it casually: [How's that?] ]

[In the end, it is a woman raised by the water and soil of Black Swan Castle, and your arrogant kitten is very ruthless in refusing.] ]

Xi Shaosi's tone made people want to raise their fists and flatten him.

[The cat is very well-behaved, though.] The problem lies with your Beitang Yaori. ]

Beitang's dark eyes were quiet, and he had already guessed the answer.

Ending the call, Beitang Yaori clutched his phone and closed his eyes lightly.

The picture in front of him flashed in an instant, and it was the appearance that Lin Nuanxi was most familiar with when he brought chrysanthemum tea.

[Emperor Shao, Julia is too aware of the news that Miss Rose is still alive, and she is very happy.] Leng Zhao looked at his master in a displeased mood, and he knew that he shouldn't say these words now. However, he must say.

[Julia wants you to take Miss Rose back to the North Hall Mansion tomorrow.] ]

[……]

Sacred demarcation line of worship*********

There is the support of the pearl of the world, which is extremely high.

There is a goddess-like holy white shawl, sacred to the extreme.

Mysterious and beautiful snowy land, a mythical paradise.

Tibet, Shigatse.

The blue sky, without a trace of clouds, streaked across a black private plane.

Looking out of the window, the majestic and majestic snow-capped peaks of Mount Everest make Lin Nuanxi feel like he is close to heaven.

[This is a place where the sun will never come.] ]

[For what?] ]

Jiang Bo put his arm around Lin Nuanxi's shoulders and pointed to a faintly visible temple not far away.

[This is his forbidden place.] ]

Forbidden? Lin Nuanxi shook her head incomprehensibly.

[You should be familiar with the Dechaga Dragon King tattoo on his body.] Jiang Bo's smile contained a hint of ambiguity, Lin Nuanxi's face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head.

The domineering dragon tattoo surrounding the body of the Beitang Bright Sun did impress Lin Nuanxi the most.

[The ceremony of tattooing the dragon pattern was performed in this Sakya temple.] ]

[How could he be here......]

[Sunny was confined for five years as a child, and he had never seen sunlight or people for five years, and he had become the most dangerous beast in the dark. It was I who brought him here, and it took him a year to get used to being human in this temple. ]

Lin Nuanxi's starry eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of heartache crossed her heart.

At that time, he was just a child. It's just an age where after a fight, crying and running home like a mother complaining.

However, Lin Nuanxi couldn't imagine how he survived this day without five years of darkness, minute by minute, by second.

Heart, it hurts to be pinched!

[In this temple, the sun did not go out for a whole year, not so much to cultivate one's self and learn Buddhism, but to exercise endurance. Every day, he meditates under a waterfall between snow-capped peaks, enduring the melting ice water on the peaks. One sitting is a day. ]

The Beitang Bright Sun is extraordinary, and it is jaw-dropping and incredibly strong endurance that is exercised in this way.

That year, I had to adapt to the alternation of darkness and sunshine, and the contact with humans and nature. This was an extremely painful and difficult thing for him in the darkness of five years of confinement.

PS: Today's fourth watch is over, the story of the sun in Tibet, are you looking forward to it?