The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

In the cold ice room, the cold air formed a layer of frost on the walls, and the cold air caused goose bumps on Wu Ying's arms.

Wu Ying didn't pay attention to these, her eyes were firmly locked by a pair of ice coffins in the middle.

Step by step, bang bang, bang bang, Wu Ying's heart beat faster and faster as the footsteps approached.

Intellectually, he wanted to leave, but his feet became disobedient and he walked faster and faster.

Finally, she saw that familiar face.

The cold air lingered on his body like fairy mist, the face with closed eyes was calm, even relaxed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It doesn't seem to be dead, but rather like a dream.

Wu Ying looked at Su Jing in the ice coffin expressionlessly, and an unreal sense of trance struck her.

I'm dreaming, I must be, the last time I met him he was still alive in front of me, how could he suddenly die?

This person, he hasn't taken me to visit famous mountains and great rivers, and hasn't taken me to famous places to eat snacks, so many promises have not been fulfilled...

How dare he, how dare he leave me lying here alone!

Wu Ying slowly bent down, leaning against the edge of the ice coffin, and lightly touched Su Jing's face with her fingers.

The cold temperature seemed to go straight to the bottom of her heart, making her shiver.

She retracted her fingers, showing a wry smile, and stroked Su Jing's face.

She brushed her hand between her brows, and the pimple that had been wrinkled for many years had disappeared. Wu Ying thought, he must be very relaxed when he got there. He, who has been so tired all this time, can finally rest well.

She brushed the corner of her mouth with her hand, and in a trance, Su Jing's smiling face seemed to appear in front of her eyes.

When he left, what was he thinking, did he think of me?What do you think of when you think of me?

Su Yun quietly looked at the familiar scene in front of him, his heart ached slightly, and a similar picture appeared in his mind.

Seeing Su Yi's self in the morgue, how similar is it to Wu Ying now?

In this world, one cannot escape from birth, old age, sickness and death, parting from love, resentment and resentment, and not being able to get what one wants.

As long as you are in the world of mortals, you will have thousands of troubles and a boundless sea of ​​suffering.

Who can escape?

Su Yun sighed slightly, and said: "Sister-in-law, brother, he went to Fengyi Palace, and he was thinking of you all the time before he left."

Wu Ying was not surprised, she was so calm that she was a little surprised.

"I know."

She stood up, bent down, and kissed Su Jing softly on the lips.

The gentleness in the eyes is unbelievable, sleep well, we will see you soon.

"Sister-in-law?"

Wu Ying's calm appearance was so abnormal that Su Yun felt a little uneasy.

Wu Ying smiled at him tenderly, and said, "Protect Da Wei well for him."

She pulled out the dagger hidden in her boots, which she brought just in case, but the guards did not dare to search the body of the former queen.

Su Yun was startled, and rushed over, "Sister-in-law, don't!"

Wu Ying waved at him, "I don't want to commit suicide, I just want to keep a memory."

Under Su Yun's nervous gaze, she cut off a handful of Su Jing's hair with a dagger, and carefully put it into the brocade pouch that contained the letter paper and jade huang.

Finally, taking a deep look at Su Jing, he got up and left the secret room.

Su Yun followed behind her, hesitantly said, "Sister-in-law, Brother Huang, he hopes that you can live well."

He could see that the person in front of him already had a will to die.

"I know."

Wu Ying didn't look back, her face was a bit unpredictable in the dark secret passage.

He wishes, and I am going to fulfill his wish, leaving me alone in pain?

Su Jing, you are too selfish.

Su Yun sent Wu Ying away silently, he knew that Wu Ying had already made his own decision in her heart.

This is something he cannot interfere with, he can only respect her choice.

……

As soon as she stepped into the Prince's Mansion, Wu Ying saw her personal maid, Han Chan, running towards her anxiously.

"Miss, you are finally back. The master asked the servants to wait here. He is very worried about you."

Wu Ying glanced at the place where Prince Wu's study was, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes, "Understood, I'm going to pay my respects to my father."

"father."

Wu Ying pushed open the door of the study and called out softly.

Seeing his precious daughter finally come back, Prince Wu stood up, looked at Wu Ying carefully, saw his daughter's pale face, felt distressed and a little angry, "Didn't you promise me not to go to the palace?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy." Wu Ying lowered her head, not letting him see the tears in her eyes.

Seeing his daughter admitting his mistake obediently, Prince Wu subconsciously softened his tone, and said what he had said many times in earnest, "That bastard is not worthy of your liking.

There are many young heroes in Da Wei, whoever you like, Dad will make love for you.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to marry, we can still call in a son-in-law, Ying'er, you can stay in the mansion when the time comes, and dad will take care of you, okay? "

"Yeah." Wu Ying answered in a low voice, and tears finally flowed down uncontrollably.

"Why are you crying again?" Prince Wu was a little flustered, and his tone subconsciously deepened, "Did that brat bully you again!"

"No." Wu Ying sniffed and smiled, reassuring Prince Wu.

She bit her lip and asked suddenly: "Father, can you... stop arguing with him for that position."

If you don't fight, I will stay and stay with you.

Prince Wu sighed and patted Wu Ying's head, "You don't understand the political stuff. With the current situation, it's not something I can easily get out of if I want to."

In fact, it's not that he didn't regret it in his heart. Who would have thought that Su Jing, who was weak in writing and looked gentle and gentle back then, would be able to fight him for this sake?

Prince Wu hardened his heart and said sharply: "Now it's not about father alone, I can't let the group behind me and my brothers feel sorry.

There is no turning back when you open the bow, Ying'er, you don't need to mention this matter in the future.

If you give up, you, me, your brother, and these uncles and uncles who watched you grow up will not end well. "

The last gleam of light in Wu Ying's eyes was also shattered, she nodded and said softly: "Okay, I won't mention it any more."

"Go and rest." Prince Wu said softly seeing his daughter was obedient.

Wu Ying nodded, walked towards the door, turned around suddenly halfway, and saluted Prince Wu earnestly, "Father, take care of yourself."

Prince Wu smiled, his daughter still cared about him, "Okay."

Stepping out of the study, Wu Ying looked at the figure by the window reluctantly, and after a long time, she sighed and said, "Let's go."

After bathing, Wu Ying, who was supposed to go to bed, sat in front of the bronze mirror. She stared intently at the blurred figure in the bronze mirror, and suddenly said to Han Chan who was standing beside her, "Han Chan, do my makeup for me."

Han Chan hesitated and said, "Miss, it's so late..."

"comb!"

"Yes, Miss." Seeing Wu Ying's resolute attitude, Han Chan had no choice but to pick up the comb.

"Putting the flying fairy bun." Wu Ying added.

Han Chan was startled, the flying fairy bun is usually a girl's hair style, the young lady liked this hairstyle the most before she came out of the court, but she never did it after entering the palace, why did she suddenly want to do it today.

Although he was puzzled, Han Chan's hands did not stop. A pair of skillful hands fluttered in the black hair, combing, twisting, knotting, coiling, and stacking. After a short time, a smart flying fairy bun was completed.

Wu Ying nodded in satisfaction, looked around the jewelry box presented by Han Chan, and hesitantly picked up a pair of delicate gold-plated Camellia Walkers.

Han Chan carefully helped her put it on her head.

"Go, help me take out that concubine-colored train from the cage."

Han Chan carefully held it, this imperial concubine-colored train was old, it was Wu Ying's favorite to wear a few years ago.

But because the color is too fresh, it has not been worn for a long time, and it was pressed to the bottom of the cage, and there were some uneven creases on the body after wearing it. If you touch it carefully, there is even a touch of moisture.

Wu Ying frowned, but didn't say anything.

After she got dressed, she turned around in front of the bronze mirror, with a sweet smile on her face, she turned her head and asked Han Chan: "Does it look good?"

"Pretty." Han Chan nodded sincerely, time always favors beauties, a 20-year-old lady, wearing this dress, is no different from when she was fifteen or sixteen years old except for her mature temperament.

Wu Ying smiled at her, "Go down, you won't be on duty tonight."

"Yes." Although Han Chan felt strange in her heart, she only guessed that the young lady was in a bad mood, so she could only retreat full of doubts.

Wu Ying looked at herself in the mirror, walked to the desk, wrote a suicide note, settled the people around her in the suicide note, and expressed her apology to her father.

She looked at the flickering candles, and her thoughts flew back to the night when she wore this dress and Su Jing went to see Liuying.

How happy I was at that time.

At that time, Wu Ying was just Wu Ying, and Su Jing was just Su Jing, and the two were just purely in love.

However, Wu Ying hummed a little tune, as if she was about to go on a date, and soon, we would be able to be together innocently again.

She put on the jade pendant, then put the brocade pouch with only a lock of hair on her chest, and blew out all the candles.

She lay down on the bed, and finally thought to herself, Su Jing, don't even think about leaving me.

Wu Ying committed suicide by swallowing gold!

The news spread throughout the government and the public the next day. Although Wu Ying was the former empress, because the emperor had written Heli Shu on his own initiative, there was no new empress, and Wu Ying was also the daughter of Prince Wu.

These special identities drew great attention to Wu Ying's death. The government and the public were speculating about the cause of Wu Ying's death. Some sensitive people were already worried about the impact this matter would have on the court situation.

Su Yun was stunned when he heard the news. Although he had expected it, he still felt very uncomfortable when he heard the news.

He sighed a long time, and told the anxious Eunuch Hong: "Pass down my will, give Wuying the posthumous title of Wende, and be buried in the imperial mausoleum with empress rites."

Brother Huang, I'm sorry, I still haven't taken good care of her for you after all.

The author has something to say: I stabbed myself again, ah, it hurt so much, I was looking for abuse_(:3∠)_

In the next volume, I must write more lightly.