The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixian stood silently behind Li Shubai, looking at the queen sitting there.

Her life has changed drastically in the past twelve years. She went straight up. From the Pipa Girl to the Queen, it was difficult to walk step by step. After all, the things stolen had to be returned. After being subverted overnight, she didn't know how she would end up.

And Wang Lin straightened up, and said to the emperor in tears: "The minister... I never expected that... there will be this day! Since the emperor ascended the throne, the minister has been awake at night until he was named the queen. The minister is even more trouble sleeping and eating. For several years, he has been tortured day and night, I am afraid that things will be revealed... The minister thought, the life of the queen... I am afraid that it may not be better than the minister, the emperor, the minister knows that he will die, but please remember it. The queen was also coerced by her ministers, and later became even more difficult to get off the ground, and she couldn't help herself..."

"No need to say." The emperor raised his right hand slightly to stop him from speaking. "If you are really so upset, how can you stage the same scene of Li Daitao stiff in twelve years? You are really easy to be me. Blinded by you?"

Wang Lin was suddenly horrified, sweating all over, like a sieve, not daring to speak.

The Queen, who had been watching with cold eyes, finally spoke, her voice dull and slow, and she said softly: "In this life and this life, to meet the emperor is my greatest fortune. In the past twelve years, even if I worry day and night, I am afraid that the emperor will learn the truth. Despise me, but when I slept my life, why didn't I consciously rejoice?"

When she said this, her voice choked and trembled. She raised her eyes while sobbing to look at the emperor. The tears in her eyes slowly fell, like a crystal pearl rolling over her like jade cheeks: "The emperor...for twelve years, although I was in the deep palace Desolate and lonely, surrounded by wolves, but the emperor treats me better than folk loving couples. I am so lucky in life that I want to arrange a good home like me for my own daughter outside the palace... I just thought, In this way, I owe her in this life, and this time is over. After Xue Se gets married, I will definitely forget all the past and the past, and serve the emperor well.

Huang Zixian and Li Shubai looked at each other, and they both saw the thoughts in each other's eyes. They clearly knew that since she recalled her daughter to her side, this was how she could reconnect with her previous life and could not be cut off.

However, they are just outsiders.

They could not be deceived or swayed, but for twelve years, the person who went out in the same car with the Queen and slept with the Queen, could not help being persuaded by the Queen. Because she clearly knows his weakness and knows how to tie him.

In an instant, the woman who was struggling to kill her daughter by herself had disappeared. Today in Yanjitang is still the queen named "Shangwu", beautiful, cruel, every move and smile are calculated accurately, never wasted, never lost.

The emperor looked at the queen with tears and red eyes in front of him, and suddenly felt a weak sentiment in his heart.

Over the years, he and her have shared honours and disgrace, hand in hand to look at the people of the world. He still remembered her half-shrouded smile when she first met, and her smile on the day he took the throne, and the tired smile on her face when he was holding his newborn son——

She seems to have become a part of her life, and without her, his life seems imperfect.

"A Shao..."

The emperor finally stood up, and he walked towards her, step by step, slowly and heavy, and said: "You were just too gaffey."

The Empress Wang stared at the emperor who was walking towards her, her face gradually filled with sorrow and sorrow. After all, she lowered her head and said, "Yes..."

"You are the concubine of the royal family. You have been with me for twelve years, and you have been the queen for many years. You have always been dignified and self-reliant. How can you be so sad in front of the spirit of the clan sister today that you are so confused by ghosts and so nonsense?"

Queen Wang was stunned, and for a long time, big tears finally slipped down her face. At this moment, she is no longer the arrogant and domineering woman. Whether it is true or not, she is weak and helpless. For a moment, she seems to have been taken away from her body's strength, and she can only kneel and hold the emperor's clothes. , Covering his face, crying silently.

The emperor took her arm and pulled her up abruptly. She was slender and pale, and her body had been trembling slightly, but finally, with his power, she stood in front of others again. She stood side by side with the emperor, and even though there were still tears on her face, there was still a kind of arrogance that she had cultivated for so long as she lived in the world, and it unconsciously exudes.

Huang Zixian looked on with cold eyes, watching this woman who had planned all her movements and emotions precisely, she couldn't help thinking in her heart, maybe when she just broke down and lost her attitude, she was more like a living person-but it was just that moment. .

The emperor held her hand stiffly, although it was not natural yet, after all, he held it.

His gaze swept across the faces of Wang Lin, Wang Yun and Li Shubai, and finally fell on Huang Zixian's face, and slowly said: "If someone talks about this matter again..."

His voice paused for a long time, and finally fell down with great weight: "It is disregarding the royal face and intending to make trouble with the court!"

Everyone in the hall was silent, afraid to speak.

The emperor raised his hand to the queen to help her squeeze her unkempt temples behind her ears, and then took her hand and said, "Go back and take a rest. I will ask the emperor to show you the illness. Today, you are overwhelmed with grief and crazy, you know? ?"

"Yes... I know." She hesitated and agreed in a low voice.

"Let's go."

The empress came out hand in hand like when they came, but the footsteps of the queen were a little messy, and the emperor pulled her out of the Yanji Hall step by step.

Before leaving the house, the emperor looked back at Xian Yun and Ran Yun and motioned to Wang Yun.

Standing behind Li Shubai, Huang Zixia felt a touch of sorrow and inexplicable melancholy when the truth of such a case came to light but quietly ended.

Li Shubai looked back at her and walked out without saying a word.

Huang Zixia followed him and walked out of Yanji Hall with him.

As she passed by Wang Yun's side, she heard Wang Yun's voice, which sounded intently in her ears: "Why?"

With a sudden heartbeat, she turned to look at him.

Wang Yun, who has always been gentle and gentle, like a spring breeze, stared at her with a pair of extremely deep eyes, staring at her directly without moving.

His voice was deep but clear, and he asked word by word: "Our Wang family, what is there to sorry for you, why are you...again, and again, forcing me like this?"

Huang Zixia only felt that his chest was cold under the gaze of his gaze.

But she could only gritted her teeth and said: "I don't know what you mean. I only know that justice is natural and free. Whether the dying person is a singer or a beggar, whether the murderer is an emperor or a general, I just ask I can tell the truth that I have found out, and I am worthy of my own heart."

After speaking, she turned her head, and went out as if fleeing.

However, at the moment of escaping, she suddenly realized that what was meant by the so-called over and over again?

Could it be that what counted was the one that she didn't want to marry him before, so that he became the laughing stock of Beijing?

She felt shocked, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozes from her back. But then, she immediately rejected this idea-she once made Wang Yun so ashamed, if he realized that he was Huang Zixia, he would have already revealed his true face, how could he tolerate himself until now?

Even if he really recognized it, but with Li Shubai, he might not dare to expose her forcefully.

Besides, even if he really recognizes it, so what. She will soon leave the capital to go to Shu. At that time, after finding out the truth about her family, it is difficult to say whether she will come back.

In any case, in the future, she must be more careful-and now, with such a mental exhaustion, she really can't take care of this.

There has been a noise coming from the gate of Wang's family. It was Jinnu's corpse. According to the original plan, it was still transported to the tomb of the Wang's family in Langya for a grand funeral.

She stopped involuntarily and stood under the tall cypress tree at the door, looking at the black lacquered coffin for a long time.

Li Shubai looked back at her and asked, "What's the matter?"

She was silent for a long time before quietly saying: "I'm thinking about Jinnu."

When she was five years old, she was starving to death in the streets. The wind blew Mei Wanzhi's car curtain, she saw Jin Nu's hands at a glance, so she took her home. She said, Jinnu, you were born with your hands just to play the pipa.

When she was twenty years old, at the Daming Palace in Chang'an, she used the pipa she gave her to play the tune she taught her. And she gave her a box of rosin powder, and the poison infiltrated from her hands ended her life that had been saved by Mei for more than fifteen years.

Standing under the tree, Huang Zixian asked softly: "Does this kind of ending count...Is there no ending?"

"Who said no? Letting the murderer know that he killed his own daughter with his own hands, and that he would live in a nightmare forever from now on is the biggest punishment for her." Li Shubai said, shaking his head and said, "However, she was in the beginning. Since I can throw away the young daughter from her, this time, she will definitely be able to throw her away from her heart. A woman who can live such a good life in the court can never fail in this lifetime."

"And Chen Nianniang, although she induced her enemies to commit the crime of murdering women, the revenge is successful, but it is estimated that she will live in conscience's condemnation all her life." Huang Zixia said softly, "And the queen, she is after all a Woman, isn't it? At least, no matter how powerful she is, she can't hold back the tears of her dead daughter's collapse after all."

Sunlight passed through the green branches and sparsely fell on the two of them.

The gentle sunshine Huang Zixia thought of the emperor who was known for his gentleness and kindness.

At that time, outside the mourning hall, when Li Shubai talked about the case and suggested that the murderer might be the queen, he only glanced at her, then closed his eyes, and slowly said, "If the royal face is not lost, no outsider knows. If the queen breaks the law, I naturally need to know the truth and will punish me."

The so-called twelve years of sleeping and eating together are like folk couples, and they are vulnerable to the rumors of “the emperor is noble and the queen is martial” in the capital—no emperor will tolerate himself and the queen in such a position.

Tianjia husband and wife, palace emperor.

Huang Zi Xia stared at the sunlight above her head in a daze.

Li Shubai glanced at her and said, "Are you still unhappy?"

Huang Zixia didn't speak, but looked back at him.

"The queen has a tough personality. In recent years, she has interfered in government affairs a lot, and she has often abused lynching. The emperor cannot forbid it. You helped the emperor this time and gave her such a big punishment.

"The emperor really believes what I said, do I belong to the distant relatives of Huang's family?"

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, but since the emperor has promised, he will soon make an order to re-investigate your unjust case. At that time, I will personally take you to the land of Shu."

Huang Zixia listened to his calm tone, but for a moment, she felt her chest suffocate for a while.

Shudi, the place where her parents and relatives were buried.

Now, she is about to go back there, to overthrow the iron case, wash away her grievances, and dig out the murderer.

A feeling of joy and bitterness slowly welled out of her heart, making her stand in front of him with a dazed and dizzy feeling in such early summer breath.

I don't know whether it is joy or sentimentality.