Sixth Prince Xiao Lin looked troubled. He was genuinely afraid Ye Xi Wu would cling to him like this. He glanced around the crowd and spotted Wang Yue, then respectfully bowed to him. "Master, you're a monk. Sorry for the trouble, but could you take Ye Xi Wu back to Ye Manor?"
Wang Yue understood at once. So Ye Xi Wu had come here today for this man—but this man clearly wanted nothing to do with her.
Truthfully, Wang Yue didn't want to get involved either. But among everyone present, he really was the only suitable person.
All he could do was say, "Amitabha." Then he used the clothes Xiao Lin had left behind to wrap Ye Xi Wu up and carry her in his arms. Only then did he turn to Chun Tao and say, "Please show me the way."
Wang Yue's words seemed to snap Chun Tao out of a daze. She hurried ahead to lead the way. The Ye Family's carriage was parked not far from the foot of the mountain.
Before long, Wang Yue followed Chun Tao and laid Ye Xi Wu inside the carriage.
After setting her down, Wang Yue was about to leave, but Chun Tao stopped him. Looking rather embarrassed, she said cautiously, "Master, the temple's courtyard wall has been smashed in, and it's not convenient to do repairs in winter. Why don't you come stay at Ye Manor for a few months? Once my miss wakes up, she can have the temple repaired. You can return then."
Wang Yue glanced at the dilapidated temple and agreed without a moment's hesitation.
After Xiao Lin watched the Ye Family party leave, he took his men and galloped past the carriage convoy.
The convoy trundled along until it reached the Capital City, where it slowed