In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

At this moment, Guo Chao suddenly stepped forward.

"Your Highness, a letter from the Princess."

The entire Prince's mansion has basically changed its tune; after all, it's only one day away, and it can't be changed now.

When Wu Meiniang was mentioned, Li Yuanchang couldn't hide the smile on his face. He opened the letter, and the ring on his ring finger was already on.

"Qilang, everything is fine at home, Meiniang is so happy."

"Tomorrow, Meiniang will be waiting for you to come and marry me. Don't worry."

These two simple sentences convey the deepest love.

Li Yuanchang grinned and said, "Don't worry about me, but I'm afraid Wu Meiniang is thinking about me terribly right now."

They didn't see each other for three consecutive days.

It's not that I didn't want to see them, but getting married in ancient times was very troublesome, and royal weddings were even more complicated, requiring both parties to go through many procedures, during which they couldn't just run around.

It was Li Shimin who made the decision.

"Go, take all the copper coins prepared in the mansion and, in the name of the Princess Consort of Han, bring them to the main gate and distribute them to the people of Chang'an."

"In addition, donate 1,000 strings of cash to the temple, and another 1,000 strings of cash to the refugees who fled Luoyang during the flood."

"So many?"

"right!"

"yes!"

"..."

That afternoon, the reputation of the King of Han and his wife for their kindness and benevolence spread.

The people who received the red money were full of praise, calling them a perfect match, and almost every street and alley was filled with blessings for Li Yuanchang and Wu Meiniang.

It seems that history has begun to change.

That night, Li Yuanchang couldn't sleep a wink!

He was so excited, after all, it was his first time getting married.

Moreover, being able to marry the woman you love is like winning a battle.

He gazed at the moonlight all night, imagining himself making great strides in Liangzhou, governing his fiefdom, and returning home to a hot meal prepared by Wu Meiniang.

There's also the enchanting scene of their wedding night tomorrow, where he wants to kiss Wu Meiniang's entire body goodbye!

Soon, dawn broke.

A layer of dark blue clouds appeared in the sky, and dawn seemed poised to tear the sky apart at any moment.

The Prince's mansion was bustling with activity. Cheng Chuliang and his group of four had also arrived, helping Li Yuanchang with the trivial matters of the wedding and receiving some guests.

"Brother, the auspicious time has arrived!"

"Hurry up, the wedding procession is about to begin!"

"I'm all ready." Cheng Chuliang barged directly into Li Yuanchang's palace.

creak...

Li Yuanchang opened the door and appeared in a Tang Dynasty groom's attire, exuding both joy and nobility. His dark eyes were like deep pools, and he had a tall, slender figure and extraordinary temperament.

He didn't sleep all night, because he didn't want to miss the appointed time.

Cheng Chuliang and the other three were completely stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"My dear mother, elder brother, your attire is so dashing! No wonder you're of royal lineage!"

"I'm just not as fair-skinned as you. If I had fairer skin, I would be married by now."

Upon hearing this, Tang Meng and the other two immediately showed their contempt and said in unison, "Go take a piss yourself!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Li Yuanchang laughed loudly: "Alright, that's enough. Let's go, let's go fetch the bride."

"I'll have to trouble you four brothers today."

"Hey, it's nothing!"

"Even if my father came to ask me to go back after my elder brother's wedding, I wouldn't give him any face!" Cheng Chuliang patted his chest, his dark face looking like he wasn't joking.

puff...

The group burst into laughter.

When Li Fan first met the four of them, he didn't expect they would become so close. This was all due to their mutual appreciation of each other's character.

……

About half an hour later, the grand wedding procession set off from the Han Prince's Mansion and headed towards the Wu Mansion.

Along the way, people lined the streets cheering, hoping to receive some reward money. The Prince of Han's mansion was not stingy, which resulted in an extremely large wedding procession that paralyzed the central axis of Chang'an.

Multiple departments of the Jingzhao Prefecture had to deploy officers and soldiers to maintain order and ensure passage.

The wedding procession was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, creating a lively and festive atmosphere. With the curfew lifted and dignitaries from all walks of life in attendance, Li Yuanchang and Wu Meiniang's wedding was comparable to a grand event in Chang'an.

"Thank you, thank you!!"

Li Yuanchang, with a red corsage on his chest and a beaming face, repeatedly expressed his gratitude to the people and soldiers on both sides.

Fang Weng's hands were practically steaming from stuffing copper coins into his hand: "It's a joyous occasion at the Prince of Han's residence, please forgive us, please forgive us!"

Many carriages, seeing that it was the Prince of Han's mansion welcoming the bride, naturally dared not obstruct the procession.

Despite the huge crowd, the convoy continued to move forward steadily.

But just when they were about to reach their destination after only two more turns, the convoy suddenly came to a complete stop, unable to move an inch.

"What's going on?" Li Yuanchang looked ahead and saw that the crowd had suddenly become somewhat chaotic.

"Don't worry, brother, I'll go take a look!" Cheng Chuliang, dressed in brand new clothes, rushed forward quickly.

He returned shortly afterward.

"Brother, the Imperial Guards have arrived."

Li Yuanchang was surprised to hear this, thinking it was another imperial edict.

"drive!"

He rode forward on his horse and came to the front of the group.

But there was actually no congestion here, because the Imperial Guards who arrived had driven away the civilians and were negotiating something with the officials and soldiers of the Jingzhao Prefecture.

And the one leading the team was none other than Hou Junji!

The two locked eyes.

"Greetings, Your Highness." Hou Junji dismounted.

Li Yuanchang glanced at the Jinwu Guards at the scene. Their numbers were so great that they not only blocked the road but also dispersed the civilians. He immediately had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

"General Hou, what's going on here?"

Hou Junji frowned and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, His Majesty has just ordered your wedding procession to return the way it came."

"What did you say?"

Several voices rang out from the scene, all looking on in shock.

Li Yuanchang frowned, momentarily thinking he had misheard.

Hou Junji's expression seemed strange as well, and he didn't even know how to explain it.

"Your Highness, it is indeed His Majesty's decree."

"You must return immediately!" he said sternly.

Li Yuanchang's heart sank, his brows furrowed, and his ominous premonition intensified: "Why?"

Hou Junji shook his head: "There's no reason."

"You surnamed Hou, you..." Cheng Chuliang was furious and was about to reprimand him. Sending the bride back was just asking for trouble.

"Chu Liang!" Li Yuanchang stopped him in time.

Cheng Chuliang stopped and didn't continue, but his face was indignant. The other three also looked anxious. What kind of logic is it to make the wedding procession turn back when it's already halfway through?

But Li Yuanchang knew perfectly well that this could not be a misunderstanding, unless Hou Junji thought he had too many brains and was falsely conveying an imperial edict.

If Cheng Chuliang were to start cursing, he would be cursing Li Shimin.

"General Hou, what has happened?" Li Yuanchang tried to remain calm and didn't want to go back. So many people were watching, and Wu Meiniang was still waiting for her.

"Give me at least a reason to turn back!"

Hou Junji gave a helpless bitter smile: "Your Highness, I was only responsible for relaying messages; I don't know anything else."

"However, more people from the palace will be coming to the Prince's residence later, but you must turn back now."

His serious gaze was a subtle hint to Li Yuanchang not to disobey the imperial decree.

Li Yuanchang was furious, his fists clenched under his sleeves, but the Imperial Guards had arrived. Forcing his way to the wedding would be disobeying the imperial decree, and the consequences would be extremely serious.

He really couldn't understand what Li Shimin was doing, giving him such an order at this critical juncture.

In the end, he had no choice but to comply.

"Notify the team to turn back!"

"what!"

"Big brother, this..."

"This wedding procession is..." Everyone present was caught off guard.

"Turn around!" Li Yuanchang reiterated. He knew something must have happened. He couldn't help but glance in the direction of the Martial Academy, somewhat worried, and whispered.

"Chongzhen, quickly run an errand for me."

"..."