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Tomorrow is the time of the wedding, and in the Yong'an Palace, the palace maids are busy.

Princess Roujia hid in the depths of the palace, dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at the paper crane in the palm of her hand in a daze until the sun set and the moon rose.

"Princess, it's time to go to bed," the maid reminded.

Princess Roujia stood up, stretched out her arms, and asked the palace maids to take off their clothes for themselves, and then lay down on the big bed, and let the palace maids cover themselves with a thin quilt and put down the tent.

In the dark, she kept her eyes open until late at night, closed her eyes, and just accepted her fate

However, a crystal tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye.

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The wide long street is bustling on weekdays, and there is not a single pedestrian in sight at the moment.

In the restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the avenue, countless people poked their heads out to watch.

Faintly, there was the sound of festive gongs, drums and firecrackers.

"Coming, coming," someone shouted, and everyone looked around.

The voice drew closer, and at last the line appeared at the end of the long street.

Flowers sprinkle the road, clear water and clean land, and Jinwu opens the way.

Pan Yu wore red and hung colors, rode a high-headed horse, and walked in the present, but behind him was not a sedan chair, but a gorgeous carved car drawn by eight red horses, and the figure of Princess Roujia was faintly visible in the layers of red gauze tents, holding a paper crane in her hand.

The upstairs crowd had stopped, and the crowd exuded from this procession was not the joyful and festive atmosphere of ordinary people getting married.

It is a kind of gorgeous and noisy to the extreme, quiet to the extreme, luxurious and solemn temperament, almost some kind of mysterious ritual.

This atmosphere makes it difficult to make a noise, and it is not until the convoy is moving away that you can exhale a breath.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of royal prestige, and there is a lot of etiquette for weddings and funerals," an old man commented.

"This prince of Pan Yu Pan is really a collection of thousands of favors, not only as a prince, but also won the champion in the middle three yuan, and even married a princess as his wife" A scholar was envious, even if it was separated by countless layers of tents, but the shadow of Princess Roujia still made him fall in love.

"To be able to get such a gentleman and such a wedding, even if you die at this time, you have no regrets." A young lady said this, her face was full of intoxication, and she hated to replace Princess Roujia and become the protagonist of this wedding. Even if this wish cannot be realized, it will haunt her mind for the rest of her life, and she will never forget this dream-like scene.

And at this time, Princess Roujia also felt like she was in a dream, she couldn't help but put on beautiful clothes, stepped into a beautiful carriage involuntarily, and then involuntarily married the merry gentleman.

It's like running according to a program of some perfect rule, everything seems so natural, there is no stagnation, and everything seems so unreal.

Let her existence be like a bystander, the real self has long become irrelevant, as long as she follows this path, she can come to a perfect ending, so that the prince and princess can live happily ever after.

Get off the carriage, go to the hall and enter the room, worship the heaven and earth, and then worship the high hall, and after the husband and wife worship each other, they can be sent to the cave room.

Being trapped in a beautiful dream is like a butterfly falling into a spider's web, unable to break free, and can only let the spider web get deeper and deeper.

How do you break free? She was so weak that she couldn't do anything. became weaker and weaker, like the self before he met him, or, at all, he shouldn't have met at all.

In my mind, the ignorance, panic, and heartbeat of the day of the first encounter were slowly leaving, and now, only the silence of death and the distant noise outside the house remained.

Princess Roujia's big day is also the big day of Chang'an City, just like Chang'an City shrouded in black fog also revealed a glimmer of light, the whole Chang'an City fell into a rare joy, even the soldiers on the city wall had a sip of happy wine, feeling the joy of someone, a certain city.

Seeing that the city gate was about to close, a sturdy monk slowly walked in the distance, wearing a robe, holding a Zen staff in his left hand and a bowl in his right hand.

"Master, hurry up, the city gate is about to close!"

The whole world celebrated, and the soldiers were also infected by the city, and seeing that the city gate was about to close, he couldn't help but shout and remind. If the city gate is closed, the great monk will probably have to live outside.

The great monk recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha, thank you to the donor!" ”

As he spoke, he quickened his pace slightly and walked into Chang'an City before the city gate closed.

The soldier was about to say a few polite words, but in the blink of an eye, the great monk just now had disappeared, the soldier was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "The pace is really fast!" ”

As he spoke, he closed the gates and leaned against the walls, waiting for the next group of soldiers to come and take over, and then he could go back to rest. In his free time, he touched the broken silver in his chest, which was the reward given to these soldiers by the Pan Palace. Not much, no one but one or two.

For the soldiers, one or two is their military salary for half a month, which is enough to go back to add a meal of meat and a few clothes to their families.

"Happy today, go back and bring a few catties of meat to the mother-in-law, so that they can be happy too!" With the decision, even the fatigue of the day disappeared, and only the joy of seeing the children after returning home remained.

"Joy is joy, sorrow is sorrow, this is the foundation of humanity, why should the benefactor go against the grain!" Far away, the great monk who entered the city gate shook his head and sighed to the side.

As soon as the words fell, a young man with a slender figure and a delicate face walked out of the void: "Great monk, can you actually find me?" ”

The great monk was not surprised at all, and said: "The poor monk did not find the layman, but the poor monk felt that there was something different here, and it could affect the power of humanity, and only the layman had this means!" ”

The young man is none other than Lu Li.

Hearing the great monk say this, Lu Li glanced at him up and down, and couldn't help but praise: "Great monk, you are really amazing, after being taught by Xu Xian last time, not only did you not fall into the demon barrier, but you have a great understanding, and now you can be regarded as a step forward!" ”

Who else could the great monk who was taught by Xu Xian besides Fahai? The great monk is Fahai, but not the Fahai of the past.

In the past, Fahai had his own obsession, that is, Bai Suzhen. Now that he has realized and abandoned his obsessions, his heart is not only more open-minded, but his cultivation has also taken a big step forward.

Fahai has also been cultivating for thousands of years, and he was an earth immortal hundreds of years ago, and he has been unable to progress due to Bai Suzhen's obsession. Now that he has broken through the obstacles, he has taken the last step, just like Taiyin Zhenren, both of them are half-step immortals, as long as they take the last step, they will become famous in heaven and earth, and achieve the position of immortals.

Cultivating for the great advancement, Fahai didn't have much joy, still Gu Bo was not surprised, and said: "The poor monk should also thank the layman, if the layman does not appear, the poor monk may still be in the confusion and unable to extricate himself." ”

Lu Li waved his hand: "I don't dare to take credit, if you want to thank Xu Xian, or thank Hu Xinyue." ”

It's really interesting, the thousand-year-old obstacle comes from Hu Xinyue, and the person who unlocks the obstacle is also Hu Xinyue, which can only be said to be a cycle of heaven, and cause and effect are doomed.

Fahai nodded: "As it should be, I came here today just for my bad man: Shi Se!" ”