The Golden Hairpin

Kui Wang Mansion, a pillow-top pavilion.

Jing Yu came back and reported his task: "Master, that Lu Dicui... I don't know where he went."

Li Shubai frowned slightly, put aside his pen and asked, "Didn't you let you follow her from outside Dali Temple?"

"Yes, but when she got outside the city gate, she attracted the attention of others. The servant girl was thinking about how to protect her, but a passerby rescued her." Jing Yu said, "The servant girl remembered that the lord's order was to **** her. She left the capital and saw that she had already boarded and left, so she stopped following."

"Well, Prince Kui can help her for a while, but you can't take care of her for the rest of your life, let her go." Li Shubai heard that she was out of danger and said.

Jing Yu responded, but did not leave. Seeing him like this, Li Shubai knew he had something to say, so he motioned to him to finish.

"The person who rescued Lu Dicui at the time was Zheng Yuxuan of the Imperial College who had just resigned from his post."

Li Shubai pondered for a moment, hum, but there was no other reaction.

Jing Yu saluted very cleverly: "The slave and maid retire."

Li Shubai raised his hand. After he retreated, he was sitting alone in the water pavilion, but he felt the water and wind encroaching on all sides, and it was full of scorching heat.

He stood up unconsciously, walked along the curved bridge across the lake with lotus blossoms, and walked towards the front yard.

Today, Jing Ju, who is on duty, is sitting in the side hall, talking to Huang Zixia who is opposite, while peeling the lotus to eat with her.

"Hey, Chonggu, I heard that you are going to Shuzhong with the prince? Shuzhong is great, the land of abundance, I heard that the scenery is particularly beautiful!"

"Well, it is estimated that we will leave soon." She held her chin, looked at the lotus pond outside, and said softly. Her gaze was looking at a point of nothingness in the sky, as if she was looking at the person who was far away and close at hand.

Li Shubai looked at her outside the window, remembering Yu Xuan who had said he was waiting for her in Yizhou.

Yu Xuan.

A person who is a bit complicated and doesn't know how to describe it.

He is suspected of murder, perhaps related to the death of her parents, but he is pure-hearted, helping young children or orphans, and never asks for retribution. Such women dare to have entanglements. If he says he likes Huang Zixia, why should he submit her love letter as evidence of crime and think she is the murderer; if he says he hates her, why really abandon his future and return to Yizhou to wait for her to go back to clear the wrongs?

Huang Zixian and Jingju had already seen him, got up and walked out quickly, waiting for his instructions.

He motioned for her to follow, and the two walked along the willow shade by the lotus pond.

The wind came slowly, rolled up the hem of their clothes, and occasionally touched them slightly, but they separated immediately.

Li Shubai stopped and stood in the shadow of the willow and looked at a red lotus blooming just right nearby. Finally, he put aside the idea and didn't say anything about Yu Xuan.

"There is something I want to show you." He said, leading her to Yubing Pavilion.

This is Nuan Pavilion. Now it is hot and he doesn't live here anymore. When the two walked in, the sultry atmosphere inside made them instantly think of Princess Tongchang's warehouse.

Li Shubai took out the Jiugongge box from the cabinet and opened it, then opened the inner box like a wood lotus, took out the charm inside, and handed it to her.

Huang Zixian stretched out her hands to take it, her eyes widened in astonishment.

On the thick yellowish paper and between the weird shading, the six words "widow, disabled, lonely, and sick" are still as vivid as they were just written. At this moment, in addition to the word "solitary" that was delineated at the beginning, a faint red circle appeared on top of the word "waste".

Decay and abandon are called waste.

The red circle was still light in color, as if it had just emerged from the paper. But the appearance of smearing the fate of others, as if with a **** smell, is chilling.

Huang Zixian looked up at him in amazement, her voice trembling involuntarily: "Master...When did this appear?"

"I don't know. Since the Lifei incident, after the red circle delineating the word'Widow' faded away, I was busy with business and never remembered it again. Until a few days ago I was restless and suddenly thought of it, so I took it out and looked at it. For a moment." His hand was placed on the talisman paper, and the look on his face seemed astonished, but he was not frightened. "It seems that there is another unavoidable storm that is about to emerge by my side."

Huang Zixian asked: "Who have been in and out of Yubing Pavilion these days?"

"Many, from Jing Yu, Jingyou, to gardeners, handymen, not to mention the few days when I was away, after the guards on patrol passed by, if anyone wants to sneak in, there is always a way." Li Shubai frowned slightly, "suspicious. The scope is too large, I am afraid it will not be easy to thoroughly investigate one by one."

"Well, it's better to have another breakthrough." She nodded.

"Let's talk about it when I come back from Yizhou." He put the charm back in the box, anyway, he couldn't help it, he just put it behind him at will.

Huang Zixian frowned and looked at the box and said: "In fact, I thought at first that the nine-luan-chai stolen technique in the princess mansion would be similar to the appearance and disappearance of the red circle on this spell."

"I've never used anyone to open or close this box."

Huang Zixia nodded and said, "Yes, so how exactly did the other party start, and who did it... I still have no clue."

"Since it gave me an omen, I will face it directly." Li Shubai said with a cold face and calmly said, "I want to see whether it is a piece of paper that controls my destiny, or I control my own life."

Huang Zixia looked at him in awe. In the summer backlight, he stood in front of the spell that bound his destiny, but he stood upright, like a jade mountain that had stood for thousands of years, shining brightly, not to look directly at it, and never to shake and collapse.

She looked at him and said softly: "It's better to be careful in everything."

He nodded, locked the box back into the cabinet, and took out the scroll of Zhang's family, opened it and glanced at the graffiti on it, and said, "Also, the true face of this painting, I think it is definitely not the so-called three. A graffiti that is a way of death."

"Yes, that's just a joke about the painting, which is far-fetched." Huang Zixia sighed, "Who knows that Lu Zhiyuan would be inspired by our laughter at the time and link this case to the first emperor's pen, in order to confuse the audience."

"From a certain point of view, he is also an admirable old man." When Li Shubai took her out, he remembered one more thing, and said casually, "There is another person worthy of admiration-Queen Queen. Back to the palace."

Huang Zixian was slightly surprised, and said: "The queen moves so fast."

"The ruling and the public are dissatisfied with Concubine Guo Shu, not to mention that she is not even the only princess Tongchang to rely on now, how can she stop the queen from returning to the palace? And..."

He looked back at her with profound meaning in his eyes: "This time, Concubine Guo Shu asked the emperor to let the queen return to the palace."

The reason, of course, is that the queen has already put pressure on her.

There are rumors that Concubine Guo Shu frequently visits the princess's mansion and has private interests with Mawei, and she has no scruples.

A woman who falls in love with a teenager who is as old as her own daughter is like a wilderness on fire, sweeping through the air, unscrupulously. Even if the other party indifferently burned the letterhead she wrote at a huge risk, she was still obsessed with it.

But now, Princess Tongchang who helped them cover up has passed away, and her chance to meet Yu Xuan will be very rare. This unknown relationship that has ended, will be buried in their hearts forever from now on, leaving only that sentence as a rope around her neck, always preparing to drag her into the abyss.

She will never be the opponent of the king and queen, no matter what.

"It's okay for the queen to come back. The tomb of Princess Tongchang is overrun, and the court is clamoring about it again. I have no time to talk about it. I don't know if the queen who just returned to the palace can suppress it."

Huang Zixian asked in surprise: "The prince is not free?"

In her impression, he has the skill to do so, how could he not have time to deal with this kind of thing?

Li Shubai turned his head to look at her, his eyes faint and far-reaching: "Naturally, I don't want to worry about it. Sometimes I think that when the person I cherish the most has an accident, whether it is a trafficker or an emperor or general, I will not be able to control myself. Do something that no one can stop."

Therefore, the emperor will disregard the impediments of courtiers and will build his daughters arbitrarily, and use the grandest mourning to express his grief.

Therefore, Lu Zhiyuan, a stubborn and wimpy old man, would painstakingly murder all those who hurt his daughter, even if he faced thousands of swords and cuts, he did not hesitate.

And a princess who is so beloved by thousands, but can't get what she wants most, and a girl who has a miserable chance, but somebody spares everything she loves, who is the happier one?

"I don't know if I will have a daughter in the future, and what will my daughter be like." Li Shubai suddenly said, looking at the lotus leaf undulating in the wind.

Huang Zixia said softly: "There are many people in the world who dote on their children. I think the saint will definitely feel that he has presented the best in the world in front of Princess Tongchang, and his daughter will definitely be the happiest and most complete in the world. Life... It's a pity that he was wrong."

Li Shubai nodded and said thoughtfully: "Everyone thinks that the emperor loves Princess Tongchang like a jewel and a treasure, and that there is no shortcoming in her life, but in fact, who can see her life full of defects?"

Her father was very fond of her, but never knew what she wanted. When she was young, she was cut on her hand by broken tiles and lost her toy forever. He rewarded her with countless treasures, but deprived her of the happiness of her youth.

Her mother used her as her upper bargaining chip, and even pulled her over as a shield when doing ridiculous things to cover her secrets with Yu Xuan. But the first thing she considered after her death was to kill all the people around her to keep her secrets.

She chose Wei Baoheng as her husband just because the high-spirited man on the court smiled at her, but who knew that while he coveted the rights she brought, she was obsessed with another woman who was inferior to her.

"So, she, who has never experienced a normal life, will meet Qian Guansuo again and again. Maybe she can only get something that she will never miss from him."

The little porcelain dog that has long been forgotten, the love of the world that she has never experienced, and the love of a commoner father and daughter that she has never felt before, made her unable to help but meet Qian Guansuo again and again. Because she had never seen these in her life.

A princess trapped between the golden house and jade pillars, no one understands her barren and barren heart. Because of her unhappiness, her father had piled up more treasures around her, but he didn't know what his daughter needed, perhaps just the little porcelain dog in the corner of the street.

Li Shubai was silent for a long time, and suddenly he let out a long breath, as if talking to himself: "I don't know, what kind of father I will be in the future."

Huang Zixia said silently: "It's best...Don't be like the emperor, who loves her daughter so much, but doesn't even know what she really wants."

Because the broken porcelain pieces cut his daughter's finger, he forbids all porcelain from appearing beside her. But he didn't understand that sometimes what his daughter needs is just a crude porcelain dog that can be seen everywhere in the market, not his mansion built of gold, silver, beads and jade.

"Don't be like Lu Zhiyuan, who is silent and stubborn, doesn't know how to take care of his delicate daughter, feels that a man is ashamed to show gentleness, and let his rude attitude hurt his daughter day after day.

"Don't be like Qian Guansuo. In the most difficult time, abandon his daughter, and when the situation improves, look for it again, thinking that it can be the same as before, but completely ignoring the rift that has been difficult to bridge."

Li Shubai turned to look at her and asked, "So, what is your good father like?"

Huang Zixia was silent, thinking about the person who secretly looked at her when she was young. The person who pretends to inadvertently mention that someone else’s daughter will make shoes for his father in front of her, but behind her back, boasted to everyone that this daughter of my family is better than ten other sons, her father.

That was her father. When she was young, she felt that her father was ordinary and could not do anything great in the first life. She thought that she was about the same as someone else's father.

However, to this day, she finally wetted her eyes and said to him: "The best father I have ever seen in the world is my own father."

Li Shubai looked down at her without speaking.

In his heart, he also thought of the man who left forever when he was thirteen. He was once the majestic mountain in his childhood, and he seemed to be able to hide under the blessing of the huge and unfriended wings for the rest of his life, without seeing the wind and rain.

Today, they are all orphans.

In this world, you can never rely on others anymore, you can only go step by step on your own, no matter whether it is wind or rain or the sun.