[Quick Transmigration] Disaster for the country

The shadow of the candle flickered, and the whole room was filled with a hazy yellow color, like the color of a decadent curtain call.

In front of the mirror, the all-powerful beauty is dressing herself up, applying vermilion rouge, putting on a luxurious peony crown, and then putting on that gorgeous red dress.

Shen Yin smiled, picked up the pipa at the side to test the sound, and got ready for her upcoming curtain call.

She has already decided on the script. On this day, if she looks the most beautiful, she will leave the deepest impression on the audience. Even after the play is over, she will relive the ending repeatedly.

At dawn, Gao Lishi knocked on the door to remind her that it was time.

Shen Yin's eyes lit up, as if an actor was about to appear on stage, he quickly switched to a slightly sad expression.

The door opened, and she came out holding the pipa, and the show began.

……

Thousands of troops and horses surrounded the Buddhist temple, the iron armor was thick and cold, like Shura, they were here today to witness the death of a woman.

The door opened, and a dazzling red appeared, like a peony blooming in the field of vision.

She walked out slowly, with a calm and calm expression on her face, but also with a touch of sadness.

She came to die.

The wind blew up her neon clothes, and everyone was amazed by her peerless appearance. Perhaps it was because of this beauty that mortals couldn't keep it.

She walked step by step, with a lonely posture like a crane. Every time she took a step, there would be a soft sound in the army.

That was the sound of iron armor colliding when soldiers lowered their heads.

Everyone is forcing her to die, but when it comes to facing her, who can bear it?

But despite this, no one took a step back. They still held sharp weapons and did not intend to let her go.

Under the pear tree, Shen Yin looked at Li Longji and said to him: "Just let me play another song for His Majesty."

She plucked the strings lightly, and the melancholy sound of the pipa spread throughout the valley, and everyone listened to the song quietly.

She played it very seriously, and the strings flowed smoothly. What she played was the prosperous Tang Dynasty in the past, with the moon shining through the night.

The tune gradually turns to mournful, and every sound of the strings is full of unspeakable parting feelings, which makes people sad.

Suddenly there was a drizzle from the sky, and it seemed that God was also moved by this song, and tears became rain.

In the drizzle, the imperial concubine played the pipa unrestrainedly, a piece of ecstasy, birds weeping blood, will become a song from now on.

Li Longji was in tears, but at this moment he didn't realize that this was the last song.

After the song was over, he asked Gao Lishi to hand him a glass of wine.

Shen Yin looked at him with calm and sad eyes, without a single tear, but it was more painful than that.

She is like an actor in the play, performing unrestrainedly, sadness, pain, reluctance, all strong emotions burst out, infecting the audience.

She didn't say anything more, picked up the glass of wine, and drank it resolutely.

She glanced at Li Longji again, put down her wine glass, and silently waited for death to come.

Her death was so beautiful, just like the petals of a peony falling away, her eyes gradually lost their luster, and her breathing stopped.

People always praise the flowers when they are in full bloom, but the flowers are more beautiful when they wither.

It is a kind of broken and sad beauty, which destroys the precious and beautiful flowers, leaving only stumps.

Chen Xuanli went forward to check, and after a full incense stick of time, he found that the imperial concubine's heartbeat had indeed stopped, so she retreated.

Li Longji breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ordered the imperial concubine to be buried.

The moment he saw the lid of the coffin was closed, he suddenly shed tears, and wiped them away with his fingers blankly, looking at the tears for no reason.

The imperial concubine was buried under the pear tree, and thousands of troops surrounded the royal family and left, leaving her alone.

……

In the temple, a white cat squatted quietly on the Buddha statue, waiting for the army to go away. He looked down at the pear tree from time to time, with a gentle look in his clear eyes.

It will be all right soon, when the time comes, he will take the imperial concubine to the south of the Yangtze River, watch the lotus wind in the Quyuan, hear the warbler in the willow waves, stay away from disputes, and live a life like a wild crane in the clouds.

The imperial concubine will be happy, her sky will no longer be blocked by high walls, and she can see the scenery all over the world.

Guessing that the army had gone far enough, the white cat immediately jumped off the Buddha statue, turned into a boy in white, and went to dig a grave under the pear tree.

He had to hurry up and take away the noble concubine before His Majesty's people arrived.

Shovel after shovelful of soil was thrown out, and finally the coffin was exposed. A look of joy appeared on the face of the young man in white, and his eyes showed anticipation for the future life.

He pushed open the lid of the coffin, and saw the noble concubine laying quietly inside without making a sound, as if she was really dead.

The boy in white took out the silver needle and pierced several acupuncture points on the noble concubine's body, then waited for her to recover her pulse.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the imperial concubine was still not breathing, and the boy in white began to panic, how could this be?Why is the concubine still awake?Could it be that he stuck it wrong?But he has obviously experimented many times!

He took out the needle again, pricked it again, and waited nervously.

Still no response.

A look of panic appeared on the face of the white-clothed boy, and an answer appeared in his mind, but he hurriedly dismissed it.

He tried to wake up the imperial concubine over and over again, becoming more and more insane each time, until finally he could no longer hold the needle, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly.

He lay on the side of the coffin and looked at the noble concubine inside. She was still so beautiful, as if she was just asleep.

The boy in white recalled the time in the Taoist temple, the smiles of the imperial concubine in the past, and the free life he imagined in the future, and his heart ached.

After all, all of this was torn apart, and the person who tore it up was lying in the coffin, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was a child who succeeded in pranking.

She has always been so ruthless, even bordering on cruel, she likes to see those who love her break their hearts for her, while she laughs aside.

She tramples on everyone's sincerity, but everyone loves her uncontrollably.

The young man was crying and laughing, as if he had gone crazy. The pear blossoms on the treetops were falling one by one, and the petals were like flying snow.

Lihua, lihua, the ending is already destined to be parting.

The young man took away the noble concubine, and the Buddha statue in the temple watched his disappearing figure with an extremely compassionate expression.

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and all sentient beings in the world are suffering in it and cannot be liberated.

……

After the young man left, the people sent by Li Longji finally arrived, but what they faced was an empty coffin, so they had to return in vain and return to the emperor.

In the palace, Li Longji was walking back and forth anxiously, Gao Lishi at the side persuaded: "Your Majesty, don't worry, everything has been arranged and everything will be fine."

Li Longji hummed, but the anxiety in his heart did not dissipate at all, but became more intense.

Finally, the person sent out came back, but he didn't dare to answer, he just lowered his head and faltered: "Return to Your Majesty, the empress is gone, and there is only an empty coffin under the pear tree."

Gao Lishi was shocked, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked at Li Longji.

Li Longji spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground unsteadily.

Gao Lishi was shocked, and immediately stepped forward to help him, and comforted him: "Your Majesty, your mother is just missing, and she will definitely be found in the future! No news is the best news!"

Li Longji burst into tears, and his demeanor as an emperor disappeared all of a sudden, like a pearl being corroded and losing all its brilliance.

He shook his head and said, "You don't understand, she won't come back..."

His voice was extremely sad, like a lone goose wandering alone on the snow mountain, never losing its partner.

In fact, he is the one who understands her best, he knows what she did, she abandoned him.