After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

With the autumn wind, the capital is covered with withered and yellow leaves.The busiest Wangjing Street is desolate with pedestrians, and white lanterns are hung outside every house.

Seven days ago, the new emperor's favorite concubine Song died suddenly of a serious illness.The Holy Majesty was so sad that he ordered the whole country to mourn for him.

This Song concubine is also a legendary figure. Half a year ago when the new emperor ascended the throne, she was brought into the harem as a man, but as a male concubine, she could monopolize the supreme favor.In the six months since he entered the palace, the young and energetic new emperor has not accepted other concubines.

It is rumored that the Holy Majesty stayed in the Nanhuai Hall every night, and ordered the imperial physician to ask for the Ping An pulse to recuperate his body every morning and evening.If this Concubine Song was a woman, she would have already been pregnant with a dragon heir by now.

Both inside and outside the government are secretly guessing, how long will this male concubine be able to monopolize the favor?Unexpectedly, in the early autumn, the news of Concubine Song's death came.

From the beginning of summer to the beginning of autumn, this is only one season, and this concubine Song, who is envied by countless people, ended her short and legendary life in this way.

But the new emperor issued another imperial decree that shocked both the government and the public: Immediately, the imperial mausoleum was built and a double tomb was built.

Originally, when the emperors of Dayu took office, they would start to build the imperial tomb, but now the new emperor wants craftsmen to build a double sarcophagus in the main room of the imperial tomb.

The intention is obvious, the emperor plans to bury the concubine Song in the same coffin a hundred years later.

As soon as the news came out, all the ministers in the court played again, and one after another was sent to He Lanyu like snowflakes.

"Your Majesty, this is a note from Prime Minister Gao."

What Si Chengye had in his hands was the scriptures played by He Lanyu's grandfather.

A man in a dragon robe sat beside the bed, his knuckle fingers gently stroking the face of the man on the bed, his eyes, which were usually cold, were as soft as a river of spring water.

The scene in front of him fell into Si Chengye's eyes, sending a chill down his spine.

The place where he is standing at the moment is the bedroom of Nanhuai Palace.Everything in this dormitory remains the same, every morning, Xiaotao still cleans meticulously, and the red "囍" on the window is still dazzlingly red.

Except... the one lying on the bed was none other than Concubine Song who died of a sudden "disease" half a month ago.

That day Concubine Song rushed into the Daming Hall with her sword and wanted to assassinate the Holy Lord, the entire Yulin army rushed forward and followed each other, blocking each other with their lives, and in the end no less than [-] people died under his sword.

In the end, Concubine Song died due to the exhaustion of her internal energy due to hard work.The Holy Majesty spent the night guarding his corpse, and the next day he ordered the Tai Hospital to do everything possible to keep his corpse from decaying.

Hundreds of top famous doctors headed by Li Taiyi worked tirelessly for seven days to rummage through ancient books, and finally developed the "Returning Corpse Pill" that was recorded in ancient books.

The Corpse Returning Pill was contained in the pillow concubine's mouth, miraculously, the dead person's expression was peaceful, but now it was as if he had just fallen into a deep sleep.

The bloody gown that was stained with the blood of hundreds of Habayashi soldiers has been replaced, and now the person on the bed is wearing the priceless nine-fold gold-painted gauze gown that she wore on the day she became a concubine in early summer.

The face has also been washed, and the long black hair hangs down behind him.The Ninth Five-Year Lord, who holds the power of life and death in the world, just stays with this sleeping peerless beauty every day.

Except for the court meeting, their new emperor is not going anywhere.Even reviewing memorials and meeting courtiers are here.

Si Chengye glanced at He Lanyu quietly, but there was endless sadness in those tender eyes.

Si Chengye sighed inwardly, since ancient times, beauties have brought disaster to the country.Even though their new emperor had a hard heart since he was a child, he still couldn't pass the barrier of beauty.

He Lanyu finally spoke, and a voice that had been ground dry for several days came out from his dry throat: "What did he say?"

Prime Minister Gao's note is actually no different from those before, it is nothing more than objecting to He Lanyu's burying Concubine Song in the imperial tomb, and will share the same coffin with the emperor in the future.The reason for his objection is very simple. The Song concubine is humble and a man, so she is not qualified to be buried with the king.

Hearing Si Chengye read the memorial carefully word by word, He Lanyu reached out and picked up a lock of long hair from Aifei's chest, and put it in the palm of his hand to play with it carefully.

His voice was not disturbed, as if he was discussing the weather with Si Chengye, he said quietly: "Since they all said that the beloved concubine is not worthy to be buried with me. That's easy, I will make an order tomorrow to make Concubine Song the empress !"

Si Chengye: "!"

He Lanyu's light words made Si Chengye's entire scalp go numb.

This, this is just crazy!

Kneeling on the ground with a "plop", Si Chengye hurriedly persuaded the master: "Your Majesty, I know that your Majesty is very sad now, but it is a big matter to make a concubine Song an empress. Your Majesty, please think twice!"

It has been less than a year since the new emperor ascended the throne, and a man was admitted into the palace and named imperial concubine, which has aroused a lot of discussion in the court and the field.If the dead male concubine is still to be made a queen at this moment, it will only cause more disturbances.

But He Lanyu turned a deaf ear to it.All he has is this lock of long hair in his hand.Countless times when he was lingering on the couch, his favorite, he put this oily hair to his mouth to kiss.But at this moment, the strand of black hair in his hand had already started to look withered and yellow.

Even though the "Corpse Returning Pill" can keep the body from melting, but... the hair that loses vitality every day seems to be telling him the reality that Song Qing is dead.

He Lanyu's eyes flickered, he covered up the pain all over his body, and when he raised his eyes again, the light-colored pupils were full of sinister and fierce colors.

"Under the whole world, is it the land of the king; on the shore of the land, is it the minister of the king? I am the son of heaven, who dares to comment on the decree that is being made? Chengye, I will make an imperial decree tomorrow. If anyone dares to discuss it behind your back, you will be ordered to do so." Throw him into the sky prison. Anyone who dares to oppose him will be killed."

"I'd like to see, who dares to object to my pursuit of concubine Song as empress?!"

With a "pop", Si Chengye felt as if his heart had fallen to the bottom of the valley, and even jumped a little.

I'm afraid the new emperor of their Dayu Dynasty... is really crazy!

next day

The new emperor issued an imperial decree, posthumously conferring the imperial concubine Song as Empress Gongshunren, who was buried in the imperial mausoleum, with the emperor and empress in the same coffin.

As soon as this decree came out, the whole country was shocked.

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"I was wrong." A voice came weakly from under his feet.

"uh-huh?"

"I made a mistake because I shouldn't have chosen you, a handsome actor with a top-notch IQ and extraordinary acting skills, to be the host—pain—gulu—help! The murder system—"

The white and powerful muscles covered the well-proportioned skeleton, and this foot stepped a small metal ball full of technological sense in the simple brass basin, moving back and forth.

In this antique room, this small ball seems to break the existence of time and space, and it is incompatible with everything around it.

Song Qing sat on the bed, her eyes looked at the ugly thing under her feet without any warmth. "You are using me as a test subject, right? Your main god, that transmission system is intentional at all!"

It is impossible to connect four levels in a row. Every time he switches planes, he is sent back because the child of luck has too much regret.

This time, the task of [He Lanyu's Road to the Emperor] didn't take long.Before and after, it took Song Qing half a year to complete the whole plot.

In this plane, although He Lanyu is the crown prince, behind the deposed He Lanjia there are still forces in the world that support him.Song Yunfei, the owner of the Unfeeling Villa, snatched him from the capital and hid him in the villa, which happened to provide He Lanyu with the opportunity to get rid of He Lanjia directly.

"Master Song Shaozhuang" brought He Lanyu back to the village in the middle of Jianglong.Not only allowed the son of luck to take this opportunity to get rid of his confidant's serious troubles, but also allowed him to take this opportunity to suppress the entire Central Plains martial arts by using the Zhentianmen, and take back the forces that have been separated by the martial arts sects over the years.

Song Qing's task this time is to help He Lanyu, the son of luck, become an emperor who truly holds the unified imperial power.

Now the task is completed beautifully, but his people can't leave.

In the transmission channel, one person, one ball was sent back by the familiar reverse airflow.

Four times in a row, even with an IQ of zero, she can guess that something is definitely tricky, not to mention that Song Qing is not stupid.

His ugly system has been trampled in the water by him for more than ten minutes, "Don't tell the truth, do you believe that I will crush you with one foot?"

"I... Gulu Gulu... I believe it, I believe it!"

669 was spinning and eating water, he didn't doubt his host at all.

Because this guy has no heart at all!

"I... Gulu Gulu... I said... feet... your feet!"

Song Qing snorted coldly, stepped on him several times, and then withdrew her wet feet.

The metal ball narrowly escaped death, jumped to the ground like a frog with a "plop", and rolled.

It lingered: "Yes, you guessed right... The transmission channel is still in the experimental stage..."

Song Qing raised her eyebrows, "So your traversal system, Ganqing is a test product that is still in the experimental stage?"

669 shook his body, throwing all the water on his body onto the floor. "Oh, it's okay to tell you everything, well, this transmission system is indeed not officially launched yet, so you, the host, are our honored VIP beta member!"

"Oh..." A pair of beautiful eyebrows and eyes were tinged with a dangerous smell, Song Qing leaned forward slightly, stared at this round little thing, and said with a sneer: "Then should I thank you for letting me experience a VIP experience?" special treatment?"

Born with a face that charms all living beings, the famous three-gold actor is smiling, but his eyes narrowed slightly, which made 669 on the ground unconsciously move back a few inches.

"I swear! What I said is true! Let me say it first, impulse is the devil, violence is inhumane! Do not abuse the system again!" If the body can be transformed into a human form, 669 must have swallowed at this moment.

Because the guy in front of him has four big characters "I want to hit someone" written on every pore on his body.

"If I have a wax gourd tofu, you won't have the lovely 669 to accompany you in the next level!!!"

"It doesn't matter." Song Qing licked the corner of her mouth, "Anyway, I found that you seem useless. Just in time, if you are trampled to death, will your Lord God re-match me with a good-looking one..."

He stood up, raised his right foot high, aimed at the ugly thing on the ground, and was about to step on——

With a "Yiya", there was a sound of pushing the door outside.

Song Qing & 669: "!"

A young man came in with a bowl of medicine in his hand. Seeing the figure who could already sit on the bed, he quickly put the bowl in his hand on the table and walked over quickly.

"Young Master Song, are you awake?!"

Song Qing stared blankly at the familiar face in front of him, "Is it you?"

This face instantly opened the door of memory like a key, and the scenes that happened in front of the Daming Palace reappeared in his mind.

Anger stained the eyes little by little, and the next moment, Song Qing's five fingers formed claws, and her whole body turned into silver light like lightning and came in front of the man.

Before the man could react, he grabbed his throat and pressed him against the wall.

"Are you He Lanyu's running dog? Today I will kill you to avenge my father!"

The person in front of him was the man who pretended to be Song Yunfei in the imperial city that day.

He still remembered that man in front of the Daming Palace stumbled to He Lanyu's side that day, obviously he was the running dog of the dog emperor.

The man obviously didn't expect Song Qing to restrain him in an instant, "Song, Mr. Song, calm down! Your father's death has nothing to do with me!"

"It's irrelevant? You helped He Lanyu lie to me for so long, just for this, I want you to die without a place to bury you." Song Qing's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to use force with his hands.But the man shouted desperately: "Young Master Song, you can't repay your kindness with revenge, I saved you!"

"Save me?" Song Qing frowned.

The hand on the neck didn't exert any more force, the man showed joy, and hurriedly said: "Young Master Song, you should remember that in front of the Daming Hall, your internal energy was already exhausted and your meridians were broken. It was me, it was me who rescued you back! "

These words caused many images to flash in Song Qing's mind. Yes, he vaguely recalled the pain that almost seemed to be mutilated all over his body that day.

But now...

Song Qing only felt that the dantian in his body was full. If his cultivation base was only [-]% or [-]% before, now his body is like a bucket of water that is completely filled.

His martial arts cultivation base is more refined than before!No, it was an unprecedented feeling.

He... seems to have come to a whole new level.

Song Qing threw the person in her hands aside, lowered her eyes, and looked at her hands.

Suddenly, a ray of white burst into view.

This is……

With trembling hands, he grabbed the strand of white in his vision.

hair……

It's his hair.

After a moment of sluggishness, Song Qing suddenly came back to his senses. He looked around in panic, and finally came to the front of the bronze mirror with one stride.

The person in the mirror has a stunning face that can overwhelm the country and the city.But at this moment, he was stunned, with long white hair hanging down his shoulders.

It looked weird and terrifying.

"My hair..." Song Qing shook her head lightly, and the person in the mirror did the same with him, her white hair swaying slightly.

The man who was thrown to the table and fell to the ground struggled to get up, coughing heavily: "Mr. Song, the second morning after I smuggled you out of the capital and came here, your hair was all white. I agree with that." I can't understand it!"

Song Qing turned her head, her eyes were very red, and the hatred in them made people shudder.

The man looked at him, as if he saw the bloody Shura in front of the Daming Palace that day again.

A chill ran down his spine all over his body.Under the direct gaze of these eyes, he swallowed his saliva: "Song, Mr. Song, you have to be conscientious in life. I saved you back, you can't repay your kindness with revenge!"

But in the blink of an eye, the white-haired Shura appeared in front of him again, and stomped him to the ground again.

"Who are you?"

The man didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly replied: "Mr. Song, my surname is Luo, and I have a single name. It is not my intention to pretend to be the master of Song Zhuang. How dare you violate it!"

"'Thousand-faced Fox' Luo Ying?" Song Qing frowned slightly.

It turned out to be this person, no wonder he has been kept in the dark.

Luo Ying has been famous in Jianghu for a long time, and it is rumored that he is superb at disguising himself and is good at disguising himself as anyone.And before pretending to be the target object, he will also inquire about the other party's living habits in detail, even relatives who live together under the same roof cannot distinguish the authenticity.

That's why people in Jianghu gave Luo Ying the nickname: Fox with Thousand Faces.

Unexpectedly, He Lanyu would find such a No. [-] person in order to lie to him.Thinking about the past six months, he has been deceived by him, and he keeps saying that this fake is his father.Song Qing stepped hard, wishing she could crush Luo Ying's breastbone on the spot.

But the man under him shouted desperately: "Young Master Song! I think that in the imperial city that day, even the imperial physician declared that you were dead. It was I, I was the one who found out that you were in fake death when I sorted out your remains. Take it out of the palace, take it out of the capital, you can't kill me!"

"There is a grievance and a debtor. Your enemy is the emperor, not me. You can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

The words "kill innocent people indiscriminately" successfully made Song Qing's feet freeze.

Seeing the scene where the blood of countless Habayashi soldiers splashed on her hand appeared again before her eyes, Song Qing lowered her eyes and looked at Luo Ying with complicated eyes.

After a while, the force on Luo Ying's back suddenly disappeared.

He only heard the white-haired Shura in front of him say lightly: "Get up."

Luo Ying struggled to get up and patted his clothes with both hands.Song Qing looked at him coldly, "Why did you save me? And how did you save me?"

After going through the life-and-death crisis just now, Luo Ying opened the chair and sat down. After pouring a glass of water and gulping it down his throat, he breathed a sigh of relief before explaining everything.

"Song Gongzi, in fact, half a year ago, Si Chengye, the leader of the Yulin Army next to the emperor, found me and asked me to pretend to be your father and persuade you to enter the palace as a concubine. You also know that although this world is big, it may be bigger than the imperial court. Is it? If I don't agree to him, I may even die."

Looking at Song Qing with guilt, Luo Ying said again: "I have already heard about the matter of the Unfeeling Villa, Mr. Song, you have a kind heart. In fact, I have lied to you for so long, and I can't bear it. That day you In front of the Daming Palace, the internal energy was exhausted, and the imperial physicians said that you were already dead. The emperor knew that I was good at changing faces and was proficient in disguise, so he asked me to be your corpse..."

Luo Ying paused for a moment, seeing that the owner of the "corpse" had no expression on his face, he continued to say in peace, "I buried you and repaired your face, but when I touched your face, I realized that your body is still warm."

At that time Luo Ying was really surprised, the imperial physician clearly said that this person was dead.But the day after Shiren's death, his body was still warm?Luo Ying immediately checked carefully, only to find that Song Qing still had a trace of breath!

"I originally wanted to tell the emperor, but thinking about how you hated him to the bone before, if he rescued you, I'm afraid he will repeat the same mistakes in front of the Daming Palace." Looking back now, Luo Ying doesn't know why he was so daring at that time. big.All his actions seemed to be in a daze, and he didn't realize what audacious things he had done until he came back to his senses.

"I found a corpse similar in height and bones to yours from a mass grave outside the city, and then disguised it as yours to hide it from the emperor. Then I smuggled you out of the palace and out of the capital. I was still there Research how to wake you up, after coming here, your hair will turn white by itself, and the wounds in your body will heal. Now, you suddenly woke up by yourself."

Afraid that he would not believe it, Luo Ying gestured: "I can swear to God, everything I just said is true, and I didn't lie to you!"

Song Qing sized Luo Ying up and down with her sharp eyes. This person has a handsome appearance, and his words are quite sincere, it doesn't seem like he intends to lie to him.

This Luo Ying is also a fine person, he saw that there was no killing intent in Song Qing's eyes, he poured a glass of water with a smile, and pushed it in front of him. "Young Master Song, drink a glass of water to moisten your throat first."

After pondering for a moment, Song Qing glanced at him again before reaching out to pick up the cup in front of her.

"Again, Mr. Song, you are really a strange person! I just checked your pulse yesterday, and your internal energy is full, and your pulse is intact. It doesn't look like you were injured at all!" This Luo Ying is completely familiar. Song Qing's anger has subsided a lot, and now they look good as brothers, as if the strife just now hadn't happened at all.

"To be honest, people in the Jianghu only know that I am good at disguise. In fact, my mother was born in the genius doctor Gu, and I also know a little about the art of Qi and Huang. I have never met someone like you."

He winked at Song Qing, "Mr. Song, could it be that you are immortal?"

Hearing this, Song Qing's eyes moved slightly.As if feeling something, he stretched out his hand and spread out his palm.Then he lowered his eyes, and those eyes were suddenly as sharp as a sword.I saw him wave his right palm, and the table next to him immediately cracked.

Even Luo Ying was dumbfounded. "Too...too powerful!"

He praised repeatedly, "Young Master Song, your skill——simply, no, it's truly unparalleled in the world!"

"It's not an immortal body..." Song Qing stared at her hand for a moment, then turned to look at Luo Ying. The white-haired beauty looked indifferent at the moment, "It's the heartless sword technique."

Under Luo Ying's puzzled gaze, he said slowly: "I have broken through the ninth level of the Ruthless Sword Art."

The last level of their Song family's absolute swordsmanship: too much Wangqing.

It was he who broke through the last layer when he was on the verge of death, so he died and survived.

Luo Ying looked at the table that was already dusty with Song Qing's palm, and asked dumbly, "The first and ninth levels of the Unfeeling Sword Art?"

The unfeeling swordsmanship has long been famous in the world. Luo Ying has heard rumors that this swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world since he entered the world. Song Qing is also a top swordsman in the world.But never heard that this set of swordsmanship has a ninth level?

Song Qing glanced at him lightly, "That's right, the last level of the unfeeling swordsmanship."

Cut off love...

Song Qing burst out laughing, and slowly, he laughed louder and louder.

And Luo Ying looked at the tears in front of the white-haired beauty's eyes, and suddenly didn't know how to speak: "Song... Mr. Song, are you alright?"

Stretching out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, Song Qing had a sad expression on his face. He stretched out his hand to stroke the white hair on his chest, his voice was as soft as if it would break if touched.

"It turns out that this is the price for breaking through the last level..."

Cut off love and love, grow old overnight.

Luo Ying thought he was just talking about his hair, so he comforted him with nice words: "Young Master Song, as the saying goes, you lose your horse and you don't know it's not a blessing. Although your hair is gray, but look at you, not only did you come back from death, but you also practiced it well. Peerless martial arts, really gratifying!"

"Happy?" Song Qing narrowed his eyes suddenly, and when he raised them again, his eyes were full of sternness.

"You're right, it's really gratifying."

Against the background of the full head of white hair, the posture of overwhelming the country shows a kind of bewitching beauty at this moment.

"Since God not only didn't kill me, but let me break through the last layer of the heartless swordsmanship and come back to life." Song Qing seemed to have that bright yellow figure in front of him, and he said every word, weeping blood:

"He Lanyu, this time I will definitely ask you to pay in blood, life would be better than death!"

The author has something to say: Oh, I love white-haired beauties so much!

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