(The plot of this chapter is peculiar, don't spray if you're unhappy)

The ministers sat down with their sleeves brushed up, waiting for the wedding to begin, Li Er was about to sit down, but was pulled to the high platform by Ling Xian, but saw Empress Changsun dressed in casual clothes, smiling at herself, and Princess Changle and Chi Mengxi stood beside her.

Ling Xian said with a smile.

"Your Majesty can wait for the wedding to start behind the stage, after all, this marriage is a major event, the parents of the married person should be present, the kid will make a good proposal to invite the queen to the cold house, but the boy's parents died early, can not come here, so you can only call the two of you to come, you just need to wait behind the stage for a while, the wedding will start immediately, I have asked grandpa to be the wedding master of ceremonies, we just need to wait for our name to be called in the appearance."

When Li Er heard this, he nodded slightly, signaling Yin Bai, and the two women on the side also showed anticipation.

On the other side, the old Marquis Luo was wearing a white suit, standing proudly on the stage, looking at the ministers in the audience, many emotions in his heart are inexhaustible, these are his descendants, not seen for many years, in the past, some were the subordinates of Li Jiancheng, the prince of Nayin, and many were the subordinates of His Majesty Li Er, the father-in-law of his grandson Ling Xian, I didn't expect to see you again in this way now, the years have changed, the vicissitudes of life, the original young talents have now changed, or full of white hair, or full of beards, everything has changed, People who couldn't come together in the past looked at themselves on the stage here with a smile on their faces, everything was so unpredictable, just like no one would have thought that Li Er would sit on the throne of the emperor before.

sighed slightly in his heart, his face did not change, and the wedding began to be held......

(It's not interesting to write about the wedding process, if someone wants to read it, you can put it up in the book review, and I'll revise it at that time)

Two hours later, the wedding was over, and it was getting late

Outside the Ling Mansion

The ministers bowed their hands to Ling Xian and bid farewell.

"Today's Tang Guogong's happy day, there is no need to send me to wait, stop here."

"Yes, hurry back to accompany the princess, oh no, go with your bride!"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xian's mouth, raised his red sleeves, and bowed to the ministers.

"That being the case, the boy will not say more, and be polite to your uncles, lest your uncles say that I am hypocritical."

With a wave of their hands, the ministers stopped talking, turned and walked into their respective carriages.

Seeing more than a dozen carriages disappear at the end of the street, Ling Xian smiled slightly, turned around and walked back to the mansion.

The door of the mansion closed, Ling Xian breathed a long sigh of relief, leaned against the door of the mansion, raised his hand, stared at the letter in his hand, and muttered.

"It's not that I want to do so, it's just that this long Tang Dynasty, the people of Li are living in suffering, I can save, this vast world, people are in a hurry all their lives, do not seek to go through, but at least to go where my feet can go, I am here, with a system, it is a matter of time before I reach the point where there is no seal, how can I be satisfied with this. After experiencing today's wedding, I suddenly confessed what I wanted, what I wanted should not be glory and wealth, but to live up to this life. ”

After that, he closed his eyes and sighed, for a long time, opened his eyes, a trace of apology flashed in his eyes, the back of his hand was flipped, an iron needle appeared, the other hand rolled up the letter, the iron needle slowly pierced in, aimed at the door of the cave outside the beam Qi people's chest, and threw it fiercely, the silver light flashed, and the iron needle and the letter were embedded in the beam.

Slowly lowering his arm, Ling Xian walked towards his study.

Stepping over the threshold with one foot, looking around at everything that was originally familiar to him, the picture of writing about the wine to Li Er seemed to be still in front of him, he took a few steps forward, picked up a ball of paper that had been crumpled and unsightly, and slowly opened it, only to see the three big characters written on the paper, "斡诗竹", chuckled, and put the paper back on the bookcase.

After taking a few steps forward, I picked up the bucket of ink, and the absurdity of the twelve poems I had written that day and brought them to the market was auctioned off by everyone.

After coming to the bookcase, he slowly sat down cross-legged, picked up the brush that had not been used for many days, unscrewed the cap of the bottle that had become difficult to unscrew due to the dry ink of the bottle mouth for many days, and poured some ink into the inkstone that had never been cleaned. Hope to accommodate and disperse, and become a long talk for all beings. (Produced by me, don't spray ugly)

After reading the book, the brush was lightly put down, and he got up and walked to the window of the silent night when he first arrived in Chang'an, staring at the night that was still full of stars, the night when the moon was still high, closing his eyes, listening to the familiar wind at night, the leaves that were still rustling, and his heart was as calm as water.

Turned around, pulled up the case cloth on the bookcase, the things on the case did not move at all, walked to his room, took out a few of his favorite clothes from the cabinet, folded them and wrapped them in the case cloth, tied a knot, and walked to the armory table in front of the room, took out his spear, wrapped it in a rag, picked up the burden and inserted it backhanded, hung the spear on his back, and took out his Chengying sword to tie it to his waist, put on a night suit, walked to the stable, unloaded the carriage from the sweaty horse, turned over and got on the horse, Zongma came back to the antique attics that he passed before he went to Feilou in the daytime, and what he didn't say was that the woods next to this attic could lead directly to the outside of Chang'an City.

Looking back at the place where he had lived for nearly a month, thinking about the past month, a trace of nostalgia rose in his heart, and he secretly sighed in his heart, but he did not change his determination, shook his head and expelled all kinds of parting thoughts from his heart, and rushed towards the woods with his legs between the horse's belly.

This forest queen is a completely different world, a prosperous and peaceful world different from Chang'an, from now on, Ling Xian will break through in this new world, he will abandon his identity as the Duke of Tang Guo, and travel through this vast river and lake as an ordinary person.......

In the Ling Mansion, Old Marquis Luo stood outside Ling Xian's study, with his hands behind his back, but his eyes were fixed looking at the direction Ling Xian left, for a long time, he sighed, turned around, closed his eyes, and muttered.

"Ling Xian, Ling Xian, did you kid leave the old man and I left alone, are you really so ruthless, so ruthless to leave your two wives who just passed the door and left,"

After a pause, he continued.

"That's it, it's okay to go, lest the old man and I always have to worry about you, because you are angry alone, and you can't stand any grievances if you want to walk in the rivers and lakes with your kung fu."

said this, but there were tears in his eyes.

He raised his hand behind his back and wiped away his tears, opened his eyes and walked to his room.

.........

In the wedding room, Li Lizhen and Chi Mengxi sat quietly, and the originally beautiful faces under the hijab were even more touching after applying makeup, but this touching face was with a hint of nervousness at the moment.