Generally, before and after a festival, large temple fairs are held, often hosted by the Chenghuang Temple. However, this year, the Da Xiangguo Temple also hosted a temple fair.
The reason is that the beginning of the year encountered a military disaster, which is somewhat ominous. Blessings are needed, and Da Xiangguo Temple, as the Royal National Temple, naturally needs to conduct rituals to pray for the nation.
Long Yue got in the carriage, accompanied by Ning Xiang, and proceeded slowly.
She had arranged to meet Chai Qiao'er and Yang Zhuoya near Da Xiangguo Temple.
The weather was pleasant, the sun was shining brightly, truly a wonderful day for a stroll.
"Yue'er, over here, over here!"
Yang Zhuoya was already waiting outside Xiangguo Temple with her close maid Yilan, and upon seeing Long Yue's carriage, she quickly waved to her.
Chai Qiao'er was also there, gnawing on an apple with relish, well, she arrived last after all.
