The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixia bit her lower lip and whispered: "In fact, I am sorry for all the things, Prince Wang. Today, I am here to apologize to you. I hope you are not in the past. Huang Zixia will try my best to make up for it in this life. The son will no longer be ashamed of me."

Wang Yun didn't expect that she would admit her mistakes so frankly at the beginning, she couldn't help but was taken aback, and her cold and frosty face couldn't help but relax a little bit. He looked at her drooping face for a long time, finally let out a sigh, and said, "But why bother to kill your own relatives for that person?"

"I don't have one." Huang Zixian strongly suppressed the pain in her chest, and said with a trembling voice. Full of grievances!"

Wang Yun stayed silent for a long time before saying, "There are some things, maybe God's will trick people, please be sorry."

She bit her lower lip and nodded silently, but she tried her best to restrain it and never let the tears fall. He saw her pale, but stubbornly tightened his lips. He couldn't help but feel a tinge of complexity in his heart. He couldn't help but whispered to her: "Actually, I never believed that you were a murderer. I thought at first that you were a murderer. I would go to my father’s old friend, so I have tried on your father’s acquaintance house many times, but I have never found you. I just didn’t expect that you would change and become the **** next to King Yu."

"This is also a coincidence. I had some problems on the road and I met King Kui. He and I decided to exchange terms. If I can help him solve a problem, he will also help me wash my wronged blood and help me go to Shu. The case was reversed." Huang Zixian lowered his eyelashes and said sadly, "It's just that I didn't expect that what he entrusted me to solve was his marriage, which involved secret affairs of your house."

"This is also helpless, no wonder you." Wang Yun said, sighing again, and said, "When I hit the ball in the morning, my attitude was also very impatient, please don't mind."

He was so tolerant of her, but first apologized for his attitude, which made Huang Zixia suddenly feel deeply guilty.

The two went to the Xuan Nei to sit down, kneeling down and sitting a little bit shorter. The wind is coming from all sides, the wind is moving and cool, and the waves outside and the lights in the room are bright and blurred.

Wang Yun didn't continue the topic just now, instead just set up snacks for her and said: "Last time you came to my house, I think you liked Cherry Bi Luo very much. Now there are no cherries. You can try this green plum Bi Luo."

The green plum Bi Luo is placed in a white porcelain cup, on which is piled up crushed rose preserves, red and green. The sweet and greasy candied fruit is mixed with the sour green plum to create a perfect taste, which is simply wonderful as a pre-dinner appetizer.

Seeing that she liked this snack, Wang Yun moved the plate to her and said casually, "A lot of girls like this thing like green plums. But in fact, this kind of thing is very sour, only with a lot of honey. Only then can it be pickled so that it can be eaten."

Hearing what he meant otherwise, Huang Zixia stopped and looked up at him.

And he stared at her, and his voice was flat: "If you don't have honey, and you still insist on picking this kind of food to eat, wouldn't you ask for it?"

Huang Zixian lowered his eyes, bit his lower lip and was silent for a while, and said: "If a person drinks water, he knows how warm or cold he is, but if he doesn't know the taste, he may not be able to feel it personally."

Wang Yun smiled slightly, and then handed her a plate of golden silk.

The moonlight outside the window shone on the water, shimmering through the wide-open doors and windows all around. Huang Zi Xia knelt and sat in front of him, looking at his smile close at hand, with complex emotions surging in her chest, but she didn't know how to speak. After opening her lips several times, the last words she wanted to say disappeared in her throat. She could only lower her head and pretend that she was eating seriously.

And Wang Yun sat in front of her, staring quietly at her drooping face. She was still the girl he had glimpsed three years ago, but she faded away from her immature and roundness, and she began to show a stubborn and deep outline.

Three years ago... She was fourteen, and he was only a sixteen-year-old boy. He wanted to see the legendary fiancée, who was so amazing and talented, but she was shy and had to take others to the palace with him. , I dared to take a peek at it secretly.

At that time in the spring afternoon, she was wearing a silver-red three-layer gauze, and on the white silk, purple vines and flowers of different shades were depicted.

At the end of the gallery in the palace, behind a group of palace ladies, she was slender and lighter than anyone else, just like the posture of a orchid letter. And he kept looking at her, without daring to blink his eyes, for fear of missing his precious opportunity.

Until she reached the end of the corridor, he finally saw her looking back. So he imagined countless faces, like fireworks that suddenly bloomed in the dead night, appearing before his eyes. On that spring day, the profile of her profile was as if someone had carved his heart with the sharpest knife, which could no longer be erased.

However, she, who he engraved on his heart for more than three years, gave him the deadliest humiliation and blow. During that time, he tossed and turned, sleeping and eating, deep in the side profile of his heart, bleeding and crusting, but leaving traces that could not be eliminated to death. He kept thinking about what went wrong and why, the person he had been looking forward to for three years, the beautiful fiancee who was as beautiful as a blue letter, would give him such a big shame and keep him for so long. Since the expectation, personally stifled?

He stared at Huang Zixia in front of him, thinking about his disappointed expectations in the past three years, looking at the culprit who had humiliated himself and his family, but didn't know how to say the next sentence for a while.

And Huang Zixia felt his gaze, she felt as uncomfortable as a blockage in her chest, a feeling of suffocation, which kept her heart sinking.

She slowly put the porcelain dish in her hand back on the table, bit her lower lip, and whispered: "Sorry...Actually, I, I also thought about discussing this with you peacefully, and try not to disturb outsiders as much as possible. , We solve it by ourselves..."

"Solve...what do you mean?" Wang Yun stared at her and asked slowly.

Huang Zixian pressed her lips tightly and raised her eyes to look at him. After a long time, she finally squeezed out a few words forcefully: "I mean, the dissolution of the marriage contract."

Wang Yun's beautiful Phoenix eyes stared at her, as if to burn a hole in her. Just when she thought that he would not be able to control his anger erupting at her, he suddenly looked away, looking at the slanting moon outside the window, and his voice was low and quiet: "I will not break the marriage contract with you."

Huang Zixia's hand on the table tightened unconsciously, and silently clenched into a fist.

He looked out the window, the slowly evening breeze blowing Huaying outside the window whirled up and down, he tried his best to control himself, and the gloomy gloom on his face gradually receded. She heard his voice, as if whispering, even with a strange gentleness: "Huang Zixia, you are my wife who has been hired by three matchmakers and six hires, and the marriage certificate is confirmed by Geng Tie. No matter what crime you commit, no matter what you are. Wherever, as long as I don’t agree to resign, you belong to me in this life and not to anyone."

Such gentle words made Huang Zixia's chest seem to have received a heavy blow. She looked up in amazement. In the turbulent waves and lights at this time, she saw his gentle and calm face, but felt that the whole world was abnormally fluctuating, causing a warm blood to flow through her heart, inexplicable tension and fear.

She breathed hard, calmed herself down, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for the wrong love. But I don't know if I can stand in front of others for a moment in this life, so... I dare not delay the Prince, nor I dare to tire you to wait for years. After all, you are the grandson of the long house and have your own responsibilities. If you delay the entire Langya Wang family because of me, Huang Zixia will definitely be uneasy for the rest of my life."

He smiled slightly and comforted her: "You don't have to worry, the Wang family will always support you and try to help you clear your grievances. I will also wait for you until the truth is revealed."

Huang Zixian shook his head and said stubbornly: "But I can't help myself. Now I have a bad reputation. I don't want to be as safe and lucky as an ordinary woman. In this life and this life... I am afraid that you and I are destined to miss. Huang Zixia... can only be ashamed of you."

He looked at her with blazing eyes, as if to see her in his heart.

Huang Zixia looked at him and bit her lower lip silently.

For a long time, she heard him speak softly, as if sighing: "Huang Zixia, with so many high-sounding excuses, don't you think I can't understand your true heart?"

Her scalp was slightly numb, and under his insightful eyes, she felt that she had nowhere to hide. She didn't have the courage to look up at him, she could only keep her head down in silence, only the light reflected from the window gliding over her eyelashes, turbulent.

But he still had a soft voice, and slowly said, "In fact, you still think about Yu Xuan, don't you?"

Huang Zixia still bowed her head silently, her love affair was already known to passers-by, no matter how concealed denial, it was useless, so she could only choose to remain silent.

"Sometimes, I myself feel very helpless, very...painful." He stared at her fixedly, with a dark flame burning in his eyes, "My fiance likes a man, and things are so violent and the world is raging. Everyone knows—and that man is not me. Have you ever thought about how I feel?"

Huang Zixian bowed her head deeply and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry... now, everything is my fault. Please donate my ominous person and choose another lady. Huang Zixian... I will make up for the debt in the next life. Everything about you."

"In the next life, what do I want an ethereal next life to do?" He has been gentle voice, and now finally brought on an icy meaning, "Huang Zi Xian, you don't need to say any more. No matter where you are, the ends of the world, the sky and the earth, Even if they die, they are still members of our royal family!"

His voice was cold, and there was no room for return.

Huang Zixia knew in her heart that all her prayers could only be frustrated. However, she had no choice but to bow down to him deeply, and whispered: "Please forgive Huang Zixia's parents for their blood feuds. They have not reported their grievances. They cannot take their children's personal affection to heart. I hope the Prince will forgive me."

She stood up and walked out.

But she heard the wind in her ears, and she was grabbed by someone.

It was Wang Yun, he caught up from behind her and grabbed her wrist.

Unexpectedly, she turned to look at him subconsciously, but saw his burning eyes staring at her.

Her heart trembled and she took a step back unconsciously, but her back pressed against the wall, making her unable to take a step back.

"That person... As my fiancée, is that the only one you have in your mind?" He held her shoulders, pressed her against the wall, and tried to keep her voice down, but still couldn't suppress his anger, everyday The face that was always like a spring breeze was also transformed into a storm because of resentment, and that gaze pierced her heart deeply, as if being beaten by a gust of wind and rain, making her weak and grief in an instant.

Without Yu Xuan, they would already be husband and wife this spring.

If there were not for the tragedy that hurt her in this life, perhaps in this life and this life, the person she hand in hand is the person in front of her, handsome, gentle, born in a family, and perfect husband-in-law. Maybe she can also be quiet with him, live together with her head, and raise her eyebrows.

But now, she could only feel the fear passing across her chest, and she tried her best to turn her face away, not daring to face him. But he lowered his head, his hot breath fainted in her ears, and she heard him calling her lowly: "Huang Zixia..."

That voice, mixed with his slight wheezing, was slightly hoarse, scattered beside her cheeks, with a surprise to her.

And he pushed her against the wall, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.

The cold sweat all over her body was oozing out in an instant. After gritting her teeth, she raised her hands with all her strength, ready to push him away.

As soon as her fingertips touched his chest, someone outside knocked on the open door twice and whispered: "Young Master, there is a letter from Prince Kui's Mansion stating that it should be given to Duke Yang Chonggu."

Wang Yun seemed to wake up in an instant.

He let go of Huang Zixian's shoulders, took two steps back, stared blankly for a while, and then looked outside the door.

Unconsciously, the sky has completely darkened.

The city of Chang'an is about to have a curfew, even if it is the palace, except for important matters and sudden illnesses, they will generally not move around. Wang Yun just woke up from a dream, took a long breath, turned around and sat down in front of a few feet, and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Huang Zixian leaned against the door, feeling a trace of cold sweat coming out of her palms, fearing to make her dizzy. She tried her best to control her hand, took the envelope and opened it, and pulled out the Xuelang note inside.

The paper is folded into a square win, which is very thick. She opened it and saw it was a blank sheet of paper.

No word.

She glanced at it and immediately folded the letterhead and put it back in the envelope as it was. Then she looked up at Wang Yun and said, "Prince Wang, the prince has something urgent to call me back to the house. I'm afraid I must go back. Please forgive me. "

Wang Yun's hand was on the table, shaking slightly invisibly. He restrained himself forcibly, did not look at her anymore, only turned his face out of the window, looking at the breeze and bright moon outside, with a usual smile on the corners of his lips, his voice was gentle and calm, and he said clearly: "Deep night Dew is heavy, be careful on the road."