The Golden Hairpin

Her hands were cold and soft, lying quietly in his grasp, without a single move.

And his voice rang softly in the sound of rain. He said: "Three days later, we set off to Shu Di."

She was silent. The rain suddenly became anxious, the raindrops hitting the umbrella, the sound was short and heavy, as if waking up her thoughts.

After an unknown period of time, he heard her difficult and deep voice, and said slowly: "Actually, when my parents and family members passed away and I was identified as the murderer, I also suspected Yu Xuan."

Li Shubai looked down at her. In the torrential rain, under an umbrella, they seemed to be trapped in a world different from the world. She was close at hand, but the distance he could touch when he lowered his head, but it was far away, as if raining day by day, where it was falling on her, and what was on his side, each was warm and cold.

But he only nodded slightly and said, "Even from the perspective of an outsider like me, he is also suspicious--especially when he is misleading you to buy arsenic."

She said with difficulty: "But in fact...we have done such a thing countless times in the past three years. This is not the first time. If he really wants to start, don't have to wait for that one... My relatives will get together more."

"Also, are you sure he has no chance of poisoning?"

"I'm sure." Although Huang Zixia's voice was low and deep, the words she uttered were extremely clear and clear, "The evidence of his alibi is unequivocal. After he arrived at my house, he only went to the back garden to fold plum blossoms with me, and it was impossible to get close to the kitchen. It's even less possible to get close to the yotejang-when he left, the sheep might even be alive and locked near the kitchen."

Li Shubai pondered for a moment and asked, "What happened after he left your house?"

"Cooking tea with friends and discussing Taoism, the place is far away from my home, and he never left in the middle."

"So it is absolutely impossible for him to be poisoned?"

"Yes. There is no time, no opportunity, no... motive." She controlled her breathing forcefully. After a long time, she trembled and said, "The prince has just seen it. A pure and kind person."

Li Shubai held an umbrella in one hand, and the two stood silently in the rain. In summer, the torrential rain poured down, and the rain and wind slanted the hem of their clothes, making them wet.

Li Shubai looked at her drooping face and suddenly asked in a low voice: "If, after going to Shu, all the clues are gone, and you can't find the truth, what are you going to do?"

Huang Zixia bit her lower lip silently, and said for a long time: "In this world, as long as someone does bad things, they will definitely leave traces. I don't believe there will be any sins that can be washed away by time without leaving any evidence. "

"Okay." Li Shubai said without hesitation, "I will always stand behind you, you don't have to worry about it, just let it go and do it."

"Hmm..." She lowered her head, her eyelashes covering her stubborn and clear eyes. Underneath, there was almost invisible water light, which was fleeting.

"Thank you... prince."

In front of him was endless flames, the bright red tongue of fire rolled up the black ashes, like a fire dragon swept across the sky, carrying a fiery stream of fire, and rushed down towards Huang Zixian, who was standing alone on the ground.

The moment the fire burned her whole body, she closed her eyes without fear, but opened her eyes wide, staring at the scorching fire in front of her.

The blazing firelight slowly receded, and the man appeared in the fire, full of intense red, that kind of red is thrilling, bathed in blood, like southern red agate, like blood red coral, like pigeon blood gem, beautiful, scorching eyes, But it is full of killing.

He walked towards her and looked at her in pain in the flames. His usual indifferent smile appeared on his face, which was like the smile of spring flowers, but at this time it involved the most cruel and terrifying curvature of the corners of the lips.

His slender body bent down slightly and stared at her, just like staring at an ant that was about to be poured down by him with a pot of boiling water. His voice echoed coldly in her ears like water waves: "Huang Zixia, do you regret it?"

Regret it?

Regret it?

This cold voice kept reverberating in her mind, and it made her feel more painful than the fire on her body, until she couldn't bear it anymore, yelled, and slammed her ears, panting and sitting. Up.

The chirping bird outside the window was startled by her voice and fluttered away. Only the dangling branches were left, which could not stop for a long time outside the window.

Huang Zixian sat on the bed cuddling the quilt, feeling waves of blood surging in her chest, causing her to fall into dizzy blackness. She breathed heavily, waiting for the blackness in front of her eyes to pass, staggeringly supporting the wall to the table, touching the cold tea from last night, and pouring it down in one breath.

A icy cold stretched from top to bottom in the body, making her finally sane.

She sat on the table in a daze, and for a long time, she turned her head to look out the window.

The torrential rain washed away all the dust, and after a night, it was another scorching summer.

It was exactly the same weather when we first met her and Yu Xuan.

The day has just broken, and the city of Chang'an is already a bustling scene.

Chang'an has a prosperous flow of people, thousands of businesses, clusters of buildings, and courtyards adorned with beautiful scenery. Even a curfew can't contain the bustle of day and night.

Among the most lively places, the most lively apex is the Zhuijin Building in the center of Chang'an West City.

Today, there is an old storyteller in the Zhuijin Lou, telling all kinds of strange anecdotes and legends in the world.

"Speaking of July 3rd of the third year of Dazhong, the original red sun was blazing and cloudless, but in the afternoon, in the sixteen houses where I was living at that time, there were auspicious clouds and colorful clouds for thousands of miles-everyone, you know What are these abnormalities?"

The storyteller's tongue is full of flowers, and he is telling the absurd.

Huang Zixian sat by the railing on the second floor, holding a spoon in his left hand and a bamboo chop in his right hand, looking down at the storyteller, but his eyes were erratic and did not fall to the ground.

Zhou Ziqin, who was opposite her, raised his chopsticks and tapped twice on the back of her hand.

Huang Zixian returned to his senses and moved his gaze to Zhou Ziqin's face: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Ziqin stared at her dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing? He said he invited me to dinner, but he patronized him in a daze."

At this time, the atmosphere in the Zhujin Building was very lively. The listeners liked to listen to all kinds of absurd things. Some people shouted: "Three years in Dazhong, isn't it the year Princess Tongchang was born?"

"Exactly!" When the storyteller saw someone talking, he immediately answered, "Speaking of this princess Tongchang, since she was born in the clouds that day, she has been silent until she was three years old, and she suddenly said,' Can live'. Shiwei King Jinshang is still amazed, and the honor to welcome King Yun as emperor has reached the door. The emperor who has been worried because the emperor has not established the prince for a long time knows that he can really live now! Therefore, to Princess Tongchang today, I really love more than precious treasures, and treat them like a jewel!"

Huang Zixia is naturally lacking in interest in such absurd things. She retracted her gaze, but saw a few people who were leaning on the railing and heard about the book not far away, smiling in unison, turning their heads and smiling at the people around them: "Awei, you are talking about your princess lady."

The man was a handsome young man, in his early twenties, and there was a faint languidness in his straight eyebrows that shouldn't belong to a young man. He frowned and smiled helplessly: "Okay, I should go now, it's almost noon."

He turned back to the table and took a cup of sober soup to pour it down, raised his sleeves, smelled the smell on it, and hurriedly went downstairs as the person at the table.

The group of young people behind them pointed at the person who had left and laughed: “Look, you see, it’s not a good thing to marry a princess and wife. Look at Wei Ma Ma’s fear of drinking two more glasses every time he goes out to a party. It's so sympathetic!"

Huang Zixia pointed to the young man who ran downstairs and asked Zhou Ziqin, "Do you know him?"

Zhou Ziqin took a look and said, "Who doesn't know, Wei Baoheng, Princess Tongchang's husband."

The storyteller in the building still said enthusiastically: "This Princess Tongchang, Wei Baoheng, a Jinshi who was married to Xiantong for five years last year, was married at that time with the Shili makeup girl, the rare treasures, but cold curtains, The dazzling curtain and the **** silk quilt are simply treasures of the treasury! The princess's mansion in Guanghua is made of gold and silver as the fence, the strand of gold as the fence, the crystal tortoiseshell eight treasures as the bed, and the five-color jade as the utensils. The magnificence and magnificence are better than the golden house of Han Wu Emperor Chen Ajiao!"

Nowadays, Datang is in the world of competition for luxury, and the wedding of Princess Tongchang is naturally enough to make people in Beijing talk about it today. In Zhujinlou, everyone talked about the priceless dowry in various legends, which was extremely lively for a while.

Huang Zixia finally couldn't avoid the vulgarity, and asked: "Is this rumor true or false? Princess Tongchang's dowry really emptied the national treasury?"

"It's not hollowed out, but it's said that it's almost the same." Zhou Ziqin sighed while burying his head to eat, "That Wei Baoheng, it's really blue smoke from the ancestral tomb! When we were studying at the Imperial College together, he often played truant with me, digging out birds and eggs. Loach! Unexpectedly, he was admitted to Jinshi and married a princess. He was a scholar of Hanlin and a scholar from Zhongshushe. Now, he is already a servant of the Ministry of War! And I..."

He made an expression of distress very falsely. Huang Zixia didn't want to ignore him at all: "Aren't you going to Shu land soon and realizing your ideals in life?"

"Yes, this is the meaning of my life!" Zhou Ziqin said with flying brows, waving his chopsticks, "Hey, I will discuss with you. From now on, my title will be'Imperial Enforcement Quickly, Bestowed by Immortal', what do you think? ?"

"Not very good." Huang Zixia was speechless.

"Well...'declare the body'?"

Huang Zixia turned her face to the side and decided not to talk to this person again.