Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

Chapter 720 Wedding

At dawn the next day, the heavy city gate was slowly lowered.

A group of people came near the city gate.

The gatekeeper saw that the person who came was Zhen Guogong, and hurried forward to salute.

"The last general pays his respects to the Duke."

Li Liao was riding on horseback, wearing the most ordinary clothes, with a burden on his back.

Behind him are twenty or so people, all brothers who have traveled with him all these years.

"Master, is this going on a long trip?"

Li Liao handed over the road he was carrying with him, and said, "Go to the border at the order of the Regent."

The goalkeeper was very surprised.

The regent is about to ascend the throne. How could Duke Zhen, as the greatest hero, be transferred to the border at this time?

I haven't heard that there will be a war at the border soon.

Even though he was extremely puzzled, the goalkeeper didn't dare to ask any more questions, and simply looked at the guide, and then asked his subordinates to make way for him.

Li Liao rode through the city gate.

When he ran for a certain distance, he couldn't help but rein in the rein, and the horse stopped.

He turned and looked back.

The tall and majestic city walls, the guards and soldiers standing upright, and the common people who come and go between the city gates.

The sun shone through the clouds, reflecting the scene glisteningly.

Xu Yi drove the horse two steps closer and asked, "General, are you sure you don't want to wait any longer?"

Li Liao asked back, "Who are you waiting for?"

Xu Yi: "Princess."

Yesterday, he had someone quietly send a message to the princess' mansion. Princess Rouwan knew that Lord Zhen would leave Tianjing today, so she should come to see him off.

Even if they have reconciled and divorced, but they have been married for many years, there should be some affection.

Li Liao looked away: "She won't come."

Xu Yi persuaded: "Let's wait a little longer, maybe the princess is on his way."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone call.

"My lord, please stay!"

Xu Yi was overjoyed, the princess must be here!

He hurriedly followed the prestige, but saw that the person who came was Chen Wangbei from the Regent's Palace.

The surprise in Xu Yi's heart disappeared immediately, and he said disappointedly: "Why is it you?"

Chen Wangbei rode up to them, and couldn't help frowning upon hearing this.

"What are you talking about? Don't you really want to see me?"

Xu Yi hastily denied it: "No, I have no problem with you. I thought the person who came would be the princess."

Chen Wangbei: "The princess won't come. She accompanied Princess Ningyang to Shengguang Temple to pray for blessings yesterday. I heard that she will live in the temple for a while."

These words completely dispelled the last hope in Xu Yixiang's heart.

Xu Yi looked at Li Liao, and found a look of disappointment in Li Liao's eyes.

Obviously, Li Liao really hoped to see Princess Rouwan again.

Chen Wangbei handed over a bundle.

"My concubine asked me to prepare this, and there are banknotes and dry food in it, you take it with you on the road.

The concubine also said that the border is bitterly cold, and your life there must be difficult.

If you need anything, you can send someone to send a letter back at any time, and she will try her best to help you. "

Li Liao took over the burden: "Thank you, Princess, for me."

Chen Wangbei cupped his fists and saluted him.

"My lord, take care all the way."

Li Liao took one last look at the city gate.

Say goodbye this time, I don't know when it will be.

He exhaled lightly, as if exhaling the last bit of reluctance in his heart.

"Let's go."

They turned their horses and galloped away towards the rising sun.

The horseshoes kicked up a cloud of dust.

But it was quickly blown away by the early morning wind.

Together with their backs, they also disappeared into the light of the morning.

In the meditation room of Shengguang Temple, sandalwood is lingering.

Princess Rouwan sat kneeling on the futon, holding a brush, and carefully copied the scriptures.

Princess Ningyang came in and asked.

"Are you really not going to send him off?"

Although she didn't name her name, Princess Rouwan knew who her mother was talking about.

Princess Rouwan's copying of the scriptures paused, and the ink from the tip of the pen smudged a small black ball on the rice paper.

She stared blankly at the little ink blob, and spoke for a while.

"I will be sad and sad when I see you, so it's better not to see you."

She put down the brush, picked up the scriptures in front of her, crumpled them up and threw them away.

Seeing this, Princess Ningyang couldn't help persuading: "It's just that a word is not written, there is no need to throw the whole piece of paper away, what a pity."

I don't know if I'm talking about scriptures or Lord Zhen Guo.

Princess Rouwan said slowly: "This is a scripture used to pray for blessings. You can't write a single word wrong, otherwise you will be insincere and the Buddha will blame you."

Princess Ningyang sighed, looking very helpless.

Princess Rouwan copied the scriptures for a whole day in the meditation room.

She didn't come out of the meditation room until the sun was setting, holding a stack of thick scriptures in her hand.

She handed the scriptures to the old abbot in the temple.

"Please ask Master to help me burn these to the Buddha."

The old abbot took the scriptures with both hands: "These scriptures were copied down stroke by stroke by the princess, which is enough to show the sincerity of the princess, and the Buddha must be pleased."

Princess Rouwan: "I have a wish, please ask Master to convey it to the Buddha for me."

The old abbot: "Say it."

Princess Rouwan looked at the direction of the city gate and said slowly.

"I have a friend who is going on a long journey and may never come back again. I want to pray for him and wish him a safe journey."

The old abbot smiled slightly: "I think that friend is very important to you."

Princess Rouwan: "I regard him as very important."

But he didn't take her very seriously.

...

Three days later, the enthronement ceremony was held in Tianjing City.

Li Ji officially ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.

The entire ceremony process was very simple, and many unnecessary red tapes were all deleted by Li Ji.

Minister of the Ministry of Rites dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out, so he could only hold his nose and bear it in the end.

Not long after that, he held another wedding ceremony, formally welcoming Hua Manman into the palace with the gift of a queen.

The wedding was much more grand than the enthronement ceremony.

Hua Manman wears a luxurious dress that represents the identity of a queen, and gets married from Duke Zhong's mansion.

She was sitting in a beautiful and luxurious float, holding a gold-painted fan, and the wheels rolled over the ground made of flower petals. The streets were crowded with people who came to watch, and the melodious sound of silk and bamboo fluttered in the sky above the city of Tianjing.

According to the regulations, the floats had to stop at the gate of the palace, and then changed into chariots.

But the guards at the gate had already received the emperor's order, and directly opened the palace gate, allowing the floats to enter the palace openly.

The carriage stopped in front of Zhengyang Hall.

Li Jiyi, who was wearing a black crown suit, stood on a high place, with the crown hanging down, covering most of his face, with an aura of calm and prestige.

He waved away the support of his attendants and walked down the steps himself.

The ritual officer wanted to step forward to dissuade him, which was against the rules.

But before he could say anything, he was terrified by the emperor's eyes, and he shut his mouth honestly, not daring to say anything more.

Li Ji lifted the gauze curtain of the float.

He looked at the woman sitting in the car with gentle eyes.

Hua Manman moved the gold-painted fan down, revealing a pair of water-cut eyes that contained a smile.

She put her hand in the man's palm.

Li Ji smiled and said, "From now on, you will be mine."

Time flies, as if returning to the previous life, the little girl holds the paw of the Sanhua cat and announces solemnly.

"From now on, you will be mine."

A grand palace, a grand wedding.

The wall covered with ivy, the three-colored cat wagging its tail in the sun.