After several days of searching, no half figure was found, and it was confirmed that the charred corpse was a woman, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and it was an ironclad fact that the princess died in the fire.

Tong'er fainted on the spot when she got the news of the princess's death, Jin'er and Xiu'er also knelt in front of the Buddha statue for three days and three nights to pray that the princess would come back safely, but no miracle happened, the princess lay there like this, and the Wu Wangfu fell into a grief.

"No, she's not dead!" Li Ke still didn't want to believe it.

Li Guang persuaded: "Your Highness, please mourn and tell the emperor!" ”

Li Ke didn't reply, he was immersed in his own world and didn't want to get out, Li Guang couldn't get a reply so he had to go to Quan Wanji to discuss the matter.

After more than ten days, Li Ke stared at the corpse in a daze every day, even if the corpse had dried up, but in this hot weather, it was inevitably a little rotten, he didn't want to admit that this was melodious, but he ordered people to search the carpet outside the city, even if he lost an ant, he found it, but there was no news other than this corpse, and this woman disappeared out of thin air, I am afraid it is really auspicious.

Li Ke looked at the corpse and asked, "Melodious!" Is this really you? ”

Li Guang couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw the always proud prince become what he is now, but this is a fact that cannot be changed, the princess is really dead, he persuaded: "Your Highness, please mourn, the deceased is great, it is better to bury the princess earlier."

Li Ke's dim eyes suddenly overflowed with coldness, and he roared almost frantically: "Melodious is not dead, how can this king believe only a dry corpse." ”

When she was undressing in the garden, when she was arguing with him about a hosta, when she was smiling, when she was reasoning, when she was wearing men's clothes, when she said that she had been married for almost a year, every qiē seemed to happen yesterday, and such a lovely woman disappeared without even saying hello, which made him unbearable and couldn't believe it.

Princess Wu died unexpectedly, His Royal Highness King Wu collapsed, and the entire Wu Palaces fell into gray.

August 15,

Tang Taizong decreed, ordered Li Ke to be buried melodiously on the Prince Mountain in Anzhou, the funeral of Princess Wu was very beautiful, the people who mourned and saw off the whole street lined up, and the funeral items pulled two carriages, all of which were rare treasures, and the people of the world all sighed that King Wu favored Princess Wu.

At night, on the Prince's Mountain, a full moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight is so bright that the stars lose their light, indicating the loneliness of the world.

This day is a festival of reunion, everyone is around their families, and Li Ke stands on the prince's mountain, seemingly shining with an inviolable and distant light like the moon at this moment, and his palms are constantly rubbing the handwriting carved on the tombstone, the tomb of the Yang family of the princess of Wu. "You and I got married on August 15 last year, but where are you on August 15 this year?"

I don't know when Yun Xuan stood behind Li Ke, holding a large jar of wine and persuading: "As the so-called full moon is difficult for people to be round, you still need to mourn by the way, I will accompany you to have a drink!" ”

Li Ke took the wine jar and sprinkled the wine next to the tombstone, which was regarded as a tribute to the people in the tomb, and after he took a sip, he pulled out the sword on his body, he suddenly pointed the sword up, the sword light surged, and the sword aura suddenly hit the tombstone like lightning.

Yun Xuan looked at the tombstone and exclaimed, "Why are you doing this?" ”

"People are not dead, why are there people buried in this tomb!" After Li Ke finished speaking, he took another sip of the wine in the altar, although this charred corpse could not be distinguished, but he had an intuition that this was not his melodiousness.

"Hey ......" Yun Xuan naturally sighed when he was too sad, and patted Li Ke's shoulder to express comfort.

On August 21, Princess Wu burned for seven days, but somehow the tomb of the princess was stolen, and the guards went to investigate and found that except for the coffin of the princess, none of the other things in the tomb had been touched, which made the guards exclaim.

Li Ke blocked the news and secretly sealed the tomb, so Princess Wu was buried on the Prince Mountain, and was forgotten by the world with the passage of time.

……

"Fire! It's such a big fire, and the burning skin hurts! Melodious whispering.

"Amitabha, Amitabha......" The sound of chanting kept coming into her melodious ears, and she moved her stiff fingers and slowly opened her eyes.

Where is this?

Is the fire extinguished?

How can there be a chanting sound?

It turned out that she had ascended to the Western Elysium, and this time she was really dead, and she closed her eyes melodiously and slowly.

Suddenly, a voice came. "Why sleep when you are alive, you will sleep forever after you die! Now that you're awake, get up! ”

Who said that the words are so classic, and now the Buddha is popular with such philosophical words?

Another voice rang out. "Amitabha! Good, good, good! ”

Melodious opened her eyes again, and she was greeted by a simplely decorated room and a simple bed, and she looked around, and in the distance a small novice with his back to herself and an old monk meditating on the ground and chanting.

Melodious looked at the old monk, but the distance was a little far away for her to see really, only felt a little familiar, she moved her chapped lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten her dry throat, and asked hoarsely: "You saved me?" ”

Melodious suddenly remembered that when the beam fell, the female killer supported her with her back, was she okay?

Melodious asked again: "What about the person who stood in my way, is she okay?" ”

"Amitabha! When the old monk arrived, only the benefactor was left alive. After the old monk finished speaking, he knocked on the wooden fish again.

"She's dead!" Melodious murmuring, shocked and sad at the same time, tears slipped down, but why did the place where the tears flow so burning. Melodious wanted to wipe the tears on her face, and when she raised her hand, she found that her hand had a slight burn, she was stunned, this must be a scar left by the fire, I don't know where else is burned?

But Melodious couldn't take care of herself at this time, she knew that Li Ke would be anxious if she couldn't find her, and asked, "Master, where is this?" ”

The little novice began to speak again. "This is a temple!"

Melodious rolled his eyes, and in his heart he slandered that this little novice was talking some nonsense, but the voice seemed somewhat familiar.

"This is Yongyang Fang, the southwest corner of Chang'an City," the old monk said, the specific location.

"Chang'an City?" Melodious couldn't understand why he appeared in Chang'an, which is ten days away from Anzhou at the earliest.

The old monk knew that Melodious was puzzled, and walked towards Melodious when he got up to talk about the reason for things. "The poor monk traveled all over the world, passed through Anzhou 20 days ago, and planned to spend the night in the monastery, but who knew that he encountered a fire. The Buddha blessed, let the poor monks and disciples save you, and then took you all the way back to Chang'an, you have been in a coma for more than 20 days, the Buddha blessed you finally woke up, Amitabha, good, good. ”

The old monk's words shocked Melodious Yang, she obviously felt that the fire was still burning around her, and she didn't think that she had been in a coma for so long. Wouldn't Li Ke be dying in a hurry after so long?

Melodiously looked at the old monk who had come to his eyes, his face was ruddy, his eyebrows were kind, this was not the monk who told her fortunes that day!

Melodious and surprised: "You are a fortune teller!" ”

The old monk clasped his hands together. "Poor Monk Law Daoyue!"

Although Melodious was sore all over, he reluctantly got up and folded his hands and bowed. "Amitabha!"

Master Daoyue smiled and said: "The donor and the poor monk are also related, the poor monk once said that the poor monk will appear in front of the donor when the donor is in need!" ”

Melodious hurriedly got up and thanked: "Thank you, Master for the rescue!" ”

Master Daoyue hurriedly stopped. "Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the donor doesn't need to be polite! Since the donor is sober, is it good to let the inferior treat the donor? ”

"There's Master Law!" Melodious and bowed again, sighing that this temple is so good, and there are doctors.