It also allowed the people of Southern Xinjiang to see Yeran's intentions for Luo Yunli.
Luo Yunli did not wear a veil when she entered the palace. Therefore, there had long been rumors in the palace that the crown princess Yeran was a beauty whose beauty would captivate the country. Even those who had met the Ninth Princess praised her.
Even less than one thousandth of Luoyunli.
You know, in southern Xinjiang, the beauty of the Ninth Princess has almost become a symbol and the pride of everyone.
It's a pity that he later died in Tianqian.
He was killed by a man named Luo Yunli, or he was killed by Jingchen.
The Ninth Princess has absolute prestige in Southern Xinjiang, so when it comes to attacking Tianqi in the end, the entire Southern Xinjiang is united and must avenge the Ninth Princess.
Many things are always no longer expected, just like the yellow sand all over the battlefield swept away the lives of all the soldiers, as slim as dust.
This is determination.
But determination met God's will.
There is no longer the same feeling of anger and desire to fight.
The war was thus put on hold.
And the Ninth Princess gradually faded out of people's sight. Some things can only become a thing of the past. At most, they can be cherished when they think of it.
Everyone was extremely curious about Luo Yunli's appearance.
Her figure is different from other ladies of the world. I always feel that she has a loose aura about her, which is different from that of a wealthy lady raised in a boudoir.
Standing next to the most majestic Yeran, she was a perfect match.
No one can modify the tacit understanding between them, the feeling like an immortal.
A stage was set up with wood in the center of the grassland. There was a piece of white paper on it. On the white paper, an auspicious word was to be written. The person who wrote the word was handed over to Ye Ran.
After writing this sentence, the Mingjing Temple Fair has just begun.
Luo Yunli followed Ye Ran up to the stage. There was nothing on that piece of paper. Luo Yunli estimated that he could write about four words, which looked like an idiom.
Intuitively, a word came to Luo Yunli's mind.
Yeran pulled Luo Yunli over with a smile and said with a smile: "Write down the word you are thinking about."
Luo Yunli shook his head, "You should write it!"
Ye Ran took the pen and handed it to Luo Yunli's hand.
"Why, are you still worried that your handwriting won't look good?"
Luo Yunli looked at him, her expression slightly off. She was not afraid, she just didn't want to be on the cusp of the storm. However, it seemed that Ye Ran didn't care at all.
Since he doesn't care, why does she care?
So, Luo Yunli naturally picked up the pen and wrote on the paper.
Four words came out.
Ye Ran looked at those four words and shook his head helplessly. Luo Yunli must have done it on purpose.
Heaven and earth.
The beautiful words and the beautiful outline are enough to describe the situation she saw at this moment.
But they all come from the 21st century. In the 21st century, the word "heaven and earth" may not be a good word.
Because, in some way.
When the paper Luo Yunli wrote on was picked up, there was a round of applause!
What a beautiful decoration in heaven and on earth!
How much the people of southern Xinjiang hope that their lives will be heaven and earth.
Ye Ran smiled slightly, naturally he didn't mind her thoughts, but announced to the people of Southern Xinjiang, "The Mingjing Temple Fair has begun."
The cheers were heard and danced on the grassland, showing how much the people in southern Xinjiang loved life. From their shouts, Luo Yunli could see their passion for life.