The Golden Hairpin

The princess's mansion has become a mess.

The emperor was furious when he discovered that his most cherished daughter had died on the street in the busy city. Today, the doctor on duty was the first to be unlucky, because the princess was not effective enough to treat the princess, all three of them were pulled down to blame. When she arrived, two had already been killed on the spot.

After Huang Zixian heard about it, she couldn't help but stand in the princess mansion with Zhou Ziqin, sighing in a low voice.

"But when we found out, the princess was dead, no matter how clever, she couldn't return to heaven..." Zhou Ziqin's face was horrified, and his voice started to tremble, "Chonggu, what can we do? Go on like this. , The emperor angered others, I am afraid that many people will suffer!"

Huang Zixia looked at the doctor who was carried out, frowning and whispering: "You care about ourselves first, the emperor personally ordered us to take charge of the case, but the case has not been solved and the princess was killed. Do you think the emperor will let us go?"

Zhou Ziqin's face turned paler, and his forehead was sweating coldly: "Chonggu, we have to go to King Kui for help..."

"Where is he now? Where are you going to find him?" Huang Zixia asked helplessly.

Zhou Ziqin's face suddenly became extremely bleak: "Then, what can I do?"

"Certain crime and merit merit." Huang Zixia just finished speaking. Someone inside has strode out and shouted furiously: "Princess's mansion, who followed Tongchang out? Everyone, all will be buried with me! Let them go underground and continue to serve others. Chang!"

This is the father who has lost his reason in rage, the current emperor Li Jiao.

The group of eunuchs and maids waiting trembling outside the princess's mansion suddenly heard the thunderbolt of the blue sky, and all of them cried out suddenly, and Chueizhu and others collapsed to the ground, their faces pale.

When Zhou Ziqin heard this, he desperately called out: "Your Majesty, the people around the princess are innocent! Please think twice!"

The emperor's gaze fell on him, his sanity was almost burned with anger, and he couldn't recognize who he was for a while: "Whoever has any more words, drag it on!"

"Your Majesty, the servant has a word, please consider it!" Huang Zixia hurriedly knelt down to salute, and said, "Your Majesty, if the princess knows, you will definitely not want you to be so angry and do things you regret in the future. Please take care of the dragon body to avoid the princess. Uneasy under the spring."

"Yang Chonggu!" The emperor glared at her and roared, "I ordered you to investigate these suspicious cases in the princess mansion, but you have not made any progress so far, and you have missed the case, so that Tongchang... Tongchang... dignified the Tang Dynasty. The princess was killed on the street like this... by a thief!"

When he said this, his throat choked and he almost couldn't breathe.

Concubine Guo Shu came out of the inner room, cried and rushed forward, helping him caress her chest, her voice was also hoarse: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, my only daughter... is so gone! That murderer...that murderer, Thousands of knives are necessary to smash bones and burn ashes!"

Huang Zixia said: "The slave and maid will definitely capture the real murderer in this case. Therefore, I implore your majesty to keep the lives of the people in the princess mansion.

The emperor slammed his fist on the pillar, his eyes slid over the **** and the maid in front of him, and said with hatred: "As a princess's side, but failed to protect the master, **** it all!"

Huang Zixia lowered his eyes and said: "The princess has a gentle heart, and is very kind to the people around her. If she knows, she will definitely not want to see her majesty kill her today."

The eunuchs and maids hurriedly knelt on the ground in the princess mansion, all pleading like garlic.

The emperor only felt that blood was rising, and his head was dizzy. He leaned on the beam and looked into the hall, but only saw the heavy gauze tent hanging in front of Princess Tongchang.

Inside was his first child. When he was still King Yun, he didn’t know where the future was and couldn’t see tomorrow. Everyone around him doubted him. Only this daughter was nestled softly in his arms. , Regard him as his only reliance. When holding his neck with her arms, her eyes always looked at him shiningly, even if Concubine Guo Shu wanted to hug her, she was unwilling to let go.

She didn't speak until four or five years old, and the first thing she said was "to live". He hadn't heard what it meant, and the guard of honor to welcome him to the throne had reached the door. He believes that this daughter is a treasure given to him by the heavens. He loves her more than precious treasures, and she also firmly believes that her father is the most powerful barrier to her.

But now, someone has robbed him of his most cherished treasure, and he is the only one who looks at his daughter's cold body with infinite sadness.

The emperor slowly threw away Concubine Guo Shu's hand and looked at her angrily.

Concubine Guo Shu stayed for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he must have angered his daughter's death, thinking that if she hadn't had her, in order to bring down the king and the queen, she would have called her daughter into the palace, her daughter would not have died in the chaos on the street. Among.

She was angry and sorrowful, turned her back, covering her face to suppress her cry.

"What Nanqi Pan Shufei, what Pan Yuer! A ghost hundreds of years ago, how could it take away my most beloved princess!" The emperor stood in front of the hall, his roaring voice seemed hoarse, but still carrying a chilling rage and murderous intent "Check! Check it out for me! Who is pretending to be a god, who is bewitching the crowd, who is...killing my spirit emblem!"

Everyone knelt down in front of him, and there was no sound.

The emperor's voice echoed in the silent hall, faintly echoing, but it became more and more sorrowful.

He turned around abruptly, staring in the direction of Princess Tongchang’s morgue, his chest rising and falling sharply, sorrow and resentment burned on him like a tangible flame, causing him to almost overthrow the princess mansion in front of him, killing everyone in front of him. Funeral of his daughter.

Looking at the place where his daughter was, I don't know how long it took. After all, the scorching anger slowly became cold, and the grief penetrated from the top of his head like mercury, and invaded his whole body. After all, the flame was swallowed by the cold, and he suddenly understood that the lump of flesh that had been in his arms was no longer there; the voice that had chuckled and called for his father's emperor was no longer there; he had once held his arm. The hands that were begging for mercy are no longer there; the eyes that always looked up at him are no longer there.

He loved him for twenty years, and that wayward, proud, and stubborn daughter is gone.

"Yang Chonggu, even if you turn the entire capital over..." The emperor slowly raised his hand to block the tears in his eyes, but he couldn't stop the choking of his voice and the trembling of his body. He said very slowly and slowly , As if afraid that once his breath slackened, he would cry and lose his voice.

"Before the princess goes to the funeral, you have to give me an explanation. I want to...watch the murderer throw his bones and ashes in front of the princess's spirit!"

Huang Zixia was silent, only knelt down and kowtowed to him, and solemnly said, "Yes."

"Almost died..."

The princess's body stopped in the main hall. As soon as he left, Zhou Ziqin wiped off his sweat and said to himself in a low voice, "Where is Lord Kui? I'm so afraid that he is not here..."

Huang Zixian saw Wei Baoheng, the boyfriend standing there in silence outside the hall, and motioned to Zhou Ziqin to Suspend and walked to the boyfriend to salute.

Wei Baoheng reluctantly raised his hand to signal that she didn't need to be polite. His eyes were full of tears. Although he tried to restrain it, he still rolled down and couldn't help himself.

"It's all... it's my fault." He murmured, his voice was vain, "King Kui and you have already told me... said to guard the princess... but she was going out, but I didn't. stop……"

Huang Zixian was depressed, and didn't know what to say to him, so she could only say, "Sorry, please."

He nodded, his voice choked and he couldn't speak.

Seeing his appearance, Huang Zixia could only offer a few more words of comfort, and took Zhou Ziqin out of the princess mansion.

After leaving the sixteenth king's residence where the princess mansion was located, Huang Zixia was stunned, and Zhou Ziqin was also stunned.

Li Shubai's carriage was waiting for them. And there was a person standing beside the car, it was Zhang Xingying.

Huang Zixian and Zhou Ziqin looked at each other, she first recovered, nodded to Zhang Xingying, and hurriedly went to the carriage to salute: "Lord."

Li Shubai was reading the official document in the car without raising his eyelids: "How many days is the deadline?"

"Before the funeral."

"Fortunately, the emperor is tolerant to you." He finally raised his eyes and glanced at her, closed the official document in his hand, and said, "When the princess died, Lu Dicui was in prison, and obviously there was no possibility of committing a crime. "

"And these three homicides are likely to be a series of murders committed by a murderer. The method of committing the crime is based on that painting." Huang Zixian groaned, "So, it is not possible that Di Cui was the murderer of the first two cases. Big."

"That Zhang Xingying--" Li Shubai turned his gaze out of the window, "What does it look like to have been squatting outside Dali Temple? You ask him to go home and wait for the news, or simply transfer him from the Beijing Defense Department and follow you to handle the case. It's okay to run an errand for you."

Huang Zixia looked at him in surprise: "The prince meant... to forgive Zhang Xingying?"

Li Shubai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her, and said, "Nonsense, you cover up with him in private, who is not annoyed to see it?"

"Thank you, lord..." Huang Zixia lowered her head in a loss, and then said quickly: "Then I will take Zhang Xingying to Dali Temple first to see if Di Cui will have any new confession."

He nodded slightly, motioned her to get in the car, and said to Zhou Ziqin through the window: "Ziqin, you and Zhang Xingying go to Dali Temple first, we will come right away."

The carriage headed south, in the direction of the Royal Mansion of E. Huang Zixia knew where he was going to take her, and asked silently: "The prince also feels that this is the third graffiti on that painting?"

"Dead under Luanfeng... Jiuluanchai is the one that swooped down to kill him, isn't it?" He looked at her slightly, then opened the scroll, his gaze slowed down from the three graffiti pieces above. Move slowly.

It was Wei Ximin from Jianfu Temple who was burned to death by lightning.

The one who died in the tight iron cage was Sun Laizi, who was in prison.

It was the princess Tongchang who was stabbed to death by the phoenix bird pecking his heart.

Li Shubai looked up at her and asked, "What do you think?"

Huang Zixian nodded and said, "One or two, it can be said to be a coincidence. But at the point of such a coincidence, it is probably impossible not to find King E."