The Golden Hairpin

His hand closed slightly imperceptibly, and his loose fingers clenched into a fist. Almost irrepressible, a gentle and sweet heat surged through his chest, which accelerated the flow of blood throughout his body.

He restrained himself, only lowered his voice, and said: "I see it now, everything is fine with me, you go back soon."

Huang Zixian stood behind him, motionless, just asking: "Shangyuan today, prince... do you need anything? I'll have someone prepare it when I go back."

"No," he said stiffly.

She bit her lower lip silently, and then said: "I went to the Royal Mansion with Ziqin to examine the body of King E. The wound on his chest is tilted to the lower left. Now it has been included in the autopsy book."

"Yeah." As if he hadn't heard it, he responded coldly.

Seeing that he never paid attention to herself, Huang Zi Xia could only bow to him silently, and whispered: "Then, Zi Xia has retired."

She waited for a while, but saw that he never answered, so she could only stand up, silently turn around and walk outside.

Hearing the sound of her clothes, Li Shubai finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned to look at her. There was plum like snow outside the door, and scattered petals were swept into the house by the wind, brushed her ears, and rushed to his cheeks. That soft touch, with the dark fragrance on her body, suddenly caused huge ripples in his heart.

Like a violent wind blowing waves, pouring down overwhelmingly, drowning his consciousness.

He couldn't bear it anymore and walked quickly towards the back where she had left. Before Huang Zixia had time to turn his head, he raised his arms and hugged her tightly.

Huang Zixia only felt that his heart was beating almost to burst his chest. She stood there dazedly, feeling him panting slightly in her ears, twitching one or two of her temples, and brushing her cheeks seemingly.

Her body trembled slightly involuntarily. She turned her head back hard and asked softly: "The lord..."

He whispered in her ear: "Don't move... I just want to give you a hug."

Huang Zixian closed his eyes and gently raised his hand to cover the palm of his hand that was holding his shoulder tightly. He hugged her tightly, buried his face in her hair, taking the breath from her almost greedily, reluctant to let go even a tiny bit.

Huang Zixia bit her lower lip. For a long time, she raised her hand and gently stroked his hands, feeling that his left hand seemed to be trembling slightly, and the force was less than that of his left hand. She shook his left hand lightly and leaned her face against the back of his hand.

She remembered him saying that he used to be left-handed, but shortly after receiving the charm, she was attacked and injured her left hand, almost crippled. Although his left hand has recovered now, it is now cold, and it is near water and damp, and his left hand may have recurrence of dampness and pain.

But she didn't say anything, just lightly pressed against the back of his hand, closed her eyes and did not speak.

She heard his almost inaudible voice, stirring a slight air current in her ears: "Wang Yun brought you here?"

She gave a low "um".

His breath stagnated slightly, and the hands holding her body seemed to tighten again: "He is actually willing to show you to see me?"

"He treats me very well. Moreover, even if he has any intentions, I can't take care of it." Huang Zixia turned her head in his arms, looked up at him and said, "Now the case has reached a deadlock. If he wants to take this Whatever the opportunity to do, it may be a turning point for us."

He frowned, stared at her gentle gaze looking up at him in his arms, and asked: "If the chance is not successful, why would you even catch it?"

There was a slight smile on the corners of Huang Zixia's lips and said, "I will be careful."

He sighed, let go of his hands, and said: "I really can't figure it out, why do I only like you for a stubborn and stubborn person like you."

She lowered her head, her cheeks burned with a thin layer of blush: "Whether you like it or hate it, anyway... I'm just such a person."

Li Shubai silently raised his hand and stroked her blushing cheeks. She felt the touch of his fingertips sliding over her cheeks, making her nervous, and even had the urge to close her eyes to escape the panic.

But he had already let go, looked at her and asked, "Are you still with Wang Yun?"

Huang Zixia nodded, covering her cheeks with both hands, trying to cool down the hot cheeks quickly.

Li Shubai lowered his eyes silently, and the next line of worry and helplessness flashed across his eyelashes. But in a moment, he turned his face away, and said lightly: "Alright, if you are in Prince Kui's mansion now, you might still be affected."

Huang Zixian shook his head and looked at him, and said: "I am not afraid of being affected, and I will be careful everywhere so that I will not be affected."

Li Shubai nodded, then shook his head. But in the end he opened his mouth, just saying: "You go back and wait for me with peace of mind."

Huang Zixia walked out of his house and walked back along the corridor.

The footsteps echoed gently on the surface of the water below, and petals fell on the surface of the water. The slight ripples swayed away in circles, and quickly disappeared without a trace. She looked at the water, walked all the way to the corner of the corridor, but saw Wang Yun standing there under a plum blossoming tree.

He was covered with white plum blossoms on his blue clothes, like the distant mountains covered with snow, and the sky wiped the clouds. Only against the color of such a leisurely mind, he looked dazed and lonely, staring blankly at the hanging branches and white plums in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

A trace of tension flashed in Huang Zixia's heart, thinking, he wouldn't be, did he see something in the past?

But she soon thought that the corridor outside the door could amplify all the sounds, and if he passed by, they would definitely not be able to not notice.

For some reason, she still felt a little frustrated, so she could only stand on the corridor and whispered to him: "Prince Wang."

Wang Yun returned to his senses and slowly turned back to look at her. A slight smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "Are you coming back so soon?"

Huang Zixia nodded and followed him along the path between Meilin.

Luomei is like snow, their heads are covered with petals. Wang Yun looked up at the flowers and branches, and said casually: "It was still frozen in the past few days. The spring is warm these few days, and the flowers will soon bloom."

"Yes, the earth is warm and cold, and everything is known." Huang Zi Xia thought thoughtfully. She raised her hand to caress the flower branches, the blooming flowers slid from her fingertips one by one, and the petals fell while the branches swayed.

Wang Yun looked back at her, the bright sunlight shot down from among the blooming branches, and a dazzling brilliance enveloped her. And his gaze followed the falling flowers to her raised arm, and a thin white plum petal was slipping in from her cuff.

She didn't seem to feel it, she still walked forward slowly.

But his heart jumped uncontrollably. He looked at her slightly raised hand and looked at her cuffs, only startled for a moment. He suddenly thought in his heart, in this life, will there be a day when he can hold her arm, follow her wrist, and help her take out the white plum petal? If there is such a day, will it be the happiest moment in his life?

After leaving Zongzheng Temple, Wang Yun wanted to return to the Yulin Army, and just by the way, he sent Huang Zixian back to the Kui Palace.

Just as Huang Zixia followed Wang Yun into the carriage, someone strode out from behind and asked, "Miss Huang, why are you here?"

Huang Zixia turned her head and saw Zhang Xingying who was walking quickly from the street. He walked up to her, stared at Wang Yun alertly, and asked her in a low voice: "Why is the girl with him? Are you here... to visit the prince?"

Huang Zixia was very surprised: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Xingying hurriedly said: "I am taking a rest today, so I am going around in the city. There are many people enjoying plum blossoms in Qujiangchi. See if I can find Di Cui's trace."

Huang Zixia said softly: "I think she still has to hide her deeds now, and probably won't come to a place with so many people, besides, she shouldn't be in the mood to enjoy it either."

Zhang Xingying nodded, but was not discouraged, and said, "Yes, then I will send the girl back first."

Huang Zixia thought slightly, then looked back at Wang Yun and said, "Prince Wang, thank you very much for today. I still have some small things to do, so I won't bother Wang Yun."

Wang Yun said casually: "I also want to go to the Yulin Army to handle some affairs, and I won't be with you anymore."

When Wang Yun's carriage left, Zhang Xingying was anxious to pull up Huang Zixia's sleeves and drag her to the deserted alley beside her, and asked urgently, "Why did he bring you here? Huang girl, don't you think... what is the problem?"

Seeing his anxious and earnest expression, Huang Zixia moved slightly in his heart, but his face remained silent, shook his head and said, "There is nothing wrong with him? The prince is helping me to see the prince. Everything is going well."

"It's going to go well... I'm really worried about your accident." Zhang Xingying silently looked back left and right to see that no one was on his side, then said softly: "Jing Yu once said to me that the ambush in Shu area before was probably implicated in the Wang family. "

Huang Zixia didn't expect that he would talk about it to herself at this time. She raised her eyes and looked at him. Seeing that his eyes were earnest and looking at herself with worry, she asked slowly: "This matter...Have you talked to the prince? "

"Yes, I have already mentioned it to the prince, but he has not said anything. After all, Father Jing Yu is just a guess, and there is no definite evidence." Zhang Xingying said, quietly glanced at Wang Yun, and said in a low voice, "Now the prince In the event of an accident, Prince Prince is willing to help you risk, I...I also want to trust him, but I am afraid that there will be any problems..."

Huang Zixia nodded silently. Zhang Xingying's guess was reasonable. After all, Wang Yun took her privately to visit King Kui. If someone found out, there would be no good fruit for her.

However, after all, she smiled and said: "The prince is now charged with such a serious crime, what does it matter if he commits such a minor crime of visiting privately? The old case was found to be no more than twenty, and nothing major happened."