A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...
"This state of mind is truly rare. No wonder he is the most promising peer in my sect."
"Brother Gu Lie, please stop laughing at me. I'm serious."
The silver-haired girl shook her head and puffed up her cheeks slightly. It seemed that she had learned a lot of expressions from Ye Ling during this period of time.
"In that case, why don't I go ask Chunguan again." Gu Lie touched his head and said that he would try harder.
"Then I'll trouble you, senior brother... or I'll write another letter to explain the reason." Loran Hill thought carefully and then made this decision.
"good."
Then Loran Hill took out a specially made gold-sprinkled paper to write the letter to be submitted.
The timeless and elegant handwriting fell on the pale yellow paper, reflecting a faint golden glow, faithfully recording the words contained therein.
Gold-sprinkled paper is the tribute provided by the Xiangyu Sect to the royal family every year. It is specially used to issue imperial edicts, important official documents, or formal documents. The words written on it will not decay for thousands of years. The paper is thin and tough, and is not afraid of water or fire. It is extremely excellent.
It was also because it was made by the Xiangyu Sect itself, and because this matter was special, that Loran Hill was able to use this piece of paper to write a letter and expressed the hope that it would be taken seriously.
"alright."
A few minutes later, Loran Hill picked up the pen, but then remembered that she hadn't made a stamp yet. After thinking for a while, she looked at the crowned chrysanthemum in her arms.
It's you.
Under Dai Ju's bewildered gaze, Loran Hill picked it up, pressed one of its feet into the ink pad, and then pressed it onto the paper, forming a red footprint.
Then, Loran Hill added another small line of words.
Roland used the bird he carried with him to stamp the letter, and after finishing the letter, he drew a simple and cute picture of Dai Ju, as if to dilute the overly serious and direct atmosphere.
I believe that Lord Chifeng can also understand his own situation. After all, in the eyes of these great witches, Loran Hill is as young as a newborn baby.
After everything was prepared, the girl sealed the envelope and handed it to Gu Lie.