In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, Qixi Festival. Every household in Chang'an City is celebrating festivals, the lights in the city are brilliant, and the war on the frontier has no effect on this great city. The women who were begging sang "Song of Begging":

Begging skill, begging appearance, begging heart, begging face, begging my father and mother for thousands of years, begging my sisters for thousands of years.

On the side of the pond in Kunming, the sound of insects is like music, the sound of frogs is like a song, Li Bai and the lord of Qingjue hold hands and gaze. The lake is breezy and the stars are shining brightly in the vast night, and the Milky Way is churning. The county lord of Qingjue raised his head and silently looked up at the starry sky, looking at Altair and Vega in the distance, and a thick sorrow gathered between his eyebrows.

"Morning glory is in the east of the river, and the weaver girl is in the west of the river, and they can only get together once a year...... "The county lord of Qingjue sobbed, "How cruel the war is, Qingjue doesn't want you to risk your life." ”

"Qingjue ......" Li Bai gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the eyes of the county lord of Qingjue, and said loudly to the starry sky, "Wait for me for two years, and in two years, I will definitely come back to marry you." ”

The eyes of the lord of Qingjue stared at Li Bai, and his eyes showed affection and reluctance.

"Although Qingjue has thousands of words of unwillingness, I know that I can't stop you......" Two lines of tears fell from the eyes of the county lord of Qingjue, and the tears of parting gradually turned into endless waves in the long river of memory, "I just ask you to be careful on this trip, if you ...... If something unexpected happens, if one of you and I takes the first step, remember to wait on the bridge for three years, and wait until you and I are reunited again, and we will never be separated......"

Li Bai took out the teardrops from his arms, and comforted the county lord of Qingjue with a smile: "Look...... Not afraid of impermanence, not afraid of dangers, no one can separate us. ”

Li Lang kept in mind that if something happens, he would wait on the bridge for three years. The county lord told again.

"Okay, if there is an accident, I have to wait on the bridge for three years. After Li Bai finished speaking, he hugged the county lord of Qingjue tightly into his arms.

On the second day, Li Bai went to the Turks with the army of the Western Expedition, and after going north out of Yanmen Pass, Li Bai took the scholar Li Huan to rush alone, sleeping all the way, and arrived at Yudu Jin Mountain with stars and moons.

In fact, the day before Li Bai arrived at the Turkic court, it is said that three carriages from Chang'an arrived before him, in addition to the full load of gold, silver and jewelry, there was also a secret letter from the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty to the Turkic Khan, the content of the letter was very simple: let Li Bai never return to Chang'an.

The fact that the Demon Thorn Khan was bribed is indeed true, which has been found out by him after Li Bai became the white deacon. However, Li Bai, who did not know it at the time, threw himself into the net the next day and was exiled to Lake Baikal by the Demon Thorn Khan, where he was tortured by hunger, cold and torture every day, and he died in the ice and snow.

However, for Li Bai, the real pain is not these tortures, but seeing that the return date of the appointment with Qingjue is approaching day by day, he can't escape.

Then he was betrayed by his own scholar Li Huan, who fled back to Chang'an and lied to Qingjue that Li Bai was dead. So in the end, when Li Bai struggled to escape from the cage and rushed back to Chang'an non-stop, he was still one step late. Seeing that Chang'an City was close at hand, and even saw Qing Jue with a phoenix crown standing on the tower of Jinguang Gate from a distance, he called out loudly with joy, but at this moment, the desperate Qing Jue jumped down from the city gate in despair, and at the moment of grief, he fainted to the ground, and after getting up, he inexplicably suffered from a strange disease of face blindness, although his eyes could see, but he could no longer distinguish other people's faces. In other words, in his eyes, everyone is the same.

"Why don't you wait by the bridge for three years. After experiencing the difference between life and death, Li Bai and the county lord of Qingjue held hands, and walked in the city for a long time.