Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 1203 Bring local specialties to meet the little ancestor!

Two years later.

The outskirts of the imperial capital are covered with snow in winter.

In the vast snow field, a three-story temple rises from the ground. The architectural style is simple and simple, but it has a majestic and sacred momentum.

The originally desolate outskirts of the emperor were now bustling with people who came to pay their respects, making it festive and lively, making a wide road out of the wilderness and snowy land.

When the car was one kilometer away from the temple, it stopped moving.

Xi Rubao jumped out of the car and reached out to pull Xing Yue in the back seat: "Mr. Xing, the road is slippery in the snow, come on, you help me..."

Unexpectedly, the other big hand, a little faster than her, had already held Xing Yue's hand, holding her slender arm firmly, almost half-embracing her down.

When Xing Yue's little leather boots stepped firmly on the snow, the man immediately withdrew his hand, silently and reservedly, retreated behind her, and returned to the position of a competent bodyguard.

Seeing that Xi Rubao thought he wanted to eat some dog food or something, he just ate it in vain.

"Yuhan, have you brought all your things?"

Xing Yue spoke softly.

Yuhan nodded, and moved two large boxes from the trunk.

Xi Rubao: "Mr. Xing, are you exaggerating too much? My little ancestor will criticize you for being a prodigal!"

"No, why don't you spend money if you have money? Spend money for the little ancestor, sister is in a good mood!"

"Ahem, Teacher Xing, baby, to be honest, don't hit me."

"Say it."

"Ms. Xing, are you sure you still have money now? You and Nangong's family divorced three times, and you dumped Fifth Master on the spot on the wedding day. The dowry and various losses to be paid are rumored to be hundreds of millions. Your father let you go." If you say that, if you don’t marry someone, he won’t help you with a dime, can you keep a low profile and bring some souvenirs to the little ancestor to show your affection..."

Seeing Xi Rubao's worried and earnest expression, Xing Yue glanced back at Yuhan, and smiled: "I'm poor right now. But, my Yuhan family is rich, isn't it?"

Yu Han cherishes words like gold: "Not much. It's just enough for you to spend."

Xi Rubao: "..."

Seems to be a little choked.

Hey, where does a bodyguard get so much money, and use the wages he earned for so many years to support the eldest lady?
Yuhan was carrying a box in one hand, with his waist straight, and he walked steadily forward.

It can also take care of it at the same time, helping them fend off the crowded crowd.

Occasionally confirm some details with Xing Yue in a soft voice: "Vegetables, fruits and flowers are enshrined in the hall, and Miss Xi's favorite peach blossom wine can't be displayed too clearly in the temple. How about we get the peach grove in the backyard? There are also gold leaf blessing papers for the New Year, You decide which Zen rooms to post, and I will do it."

Xi Rubao was filled with emotion: "Mr. Xing, you, Mr. Jiayu, are the most powerful men I have ever met, except for Mr. Bo."

Xing Yue smiled and said, "Bao Er, so you like this kind of man? Han Han, come on, satisfy the little girl's wish..."

Yuhan's black face was as cold as an iceberg.

Xi Rubao quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I was thinking of my brothers, none of them are as powerful and careful as Mr. Yu..."

"Don't talk about anything else, just say that in order to let the ancestor's sister go home early, my elder brother, he didn't show his face after seeing his grandfather's funeral, and he didn't know what he was doing."

"The second brother and the third brother contributed money and efforts to support me in building orphanages, libraries, and homeless rest stations. The original intention was to help the weak and the abandoned survive, and to do good deeds. I didn't expect that the implementation process was a mess. It is super difficult to manage the welfare place built with donations, the two big men just pay the money, and the follow-up cumbersome affairs really make me burnt out..."

Xing Yue smiled: "So, later on, Master Bo saved you from the fire?"

As he spoke, he followed the bustling crowd to the gate of the temple.

Xi Rubao raised his neck and looked at the four flying ink characters on the mountain gate——

Nuwa Temple.

"Well, Master Bo proposed to build a temple for Nuwa!"

(End of this chapter)