The Golden Hairpin

Yu Xuan didn't seem to understand what he meant and didn't answer.

"Have you ever thought about why Qi Teng wants to help you? Why does General Fan look at you differently? Sometimes, it's not whether you want it or not, but whether they need you or not, can you use it for them." Wang Yun's original soft voice suddenly became cold at this time, just like the light fluctuating on them at this time. Although it looks like a warm light, it is actually rippling cold water, which can only make the skin feel cold.

"Yu Xuan, no matter what your identity or background, I don’t know or care about these. I only know that you are the chosen person, no matter how old or now, someone will appreciate you very much. As long as you nod your head, Prosperity and wealth are at your fingertips. In the future of Shu County, people will forget the Qi Teng that everyone envy, and you will become an enviable object instead. Isn't that good?"

"What I want, I will never get, so even if I get something else—even everything in the world, what's the point?" The wind and dew was cold, and Yu Xuan's voice seemed to be caught in this cold. , Became stiff and indifferent.

Wang Yun laughed, and said, "What's the point of you doing this, do you want me to feel that your hands are clean? Sometimes killing people and seeing blood is just a simple matter. Just a hole in your chest is enough, no ?"

Huang Zixian wondered what their endless conversation meant, but after all, she still didn't quite understand. But when she listened to them, she felt a chill slowly rising from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. A terrible feeling of coldness made her body stiff, and she could only bend over to stay behind the bushes. , Unable to move.

She heard Yu Xuan’s voice, as if it were from Tiantian, and she was in a daze: "You don’t have to say it, I thought you would say something more relevant to our relationship, but I don’t know why you are here. Be a lobbyist and say something incomprehensible."

Wang Yun chuckled and asked mercilessly: "I don't know what to say? Could it be that...you even forgot about the things that happened when you were in Qi Teng's house, even Mage Mu Shan, and the little red fish Agashne? Yet?"

Yu Xuan took a step back suddenly, Huang Zixia saw his side through the bushes. Under the shaking lights and waves, his flawless face showed a slight distortion, and his whole body was shaking, a kind of despair. And the terrible blue-gray color enveloped his face, causing him to lean back almost uncontrollably, and all the weight of the whole person was on the railing.

Amidst his big gasps, the sound of silk and bamboo in front gradually rose. It turned out to be the sword dance of Aunt Gongsun, which was about to begin.

Huang Zi Xia stepped back slowly, sneaking back from the bushes.

She saw Wang Yun walking towards Yu Xuan, who was almost collapsed, and reached out to him with a soft voice, no exception: "There are so many people here, I shouldn't have said this. You can go back and think about it for yourself— Maybe you will figure it out."

Everyone off the court was seated again. Gongsun Yuan walked to the crowd and gave a deep salute to everyone, saying: "Today is a beautiful day, Gongsun Bucai, I would like to offer you a dance called Jianqi Huntuo. You may have seen this dance before, but this dance for the little girl is completely different from what you have seen before. Today’s dance has flowers and butterflies, not the shadow of the sword and the light sword, only the flowers, the moon, the bees and the butterflies fly together, everyone. Those who are interested can share the rewards with those in their hearts, so that they can live up to their deep meaning."

When the people on the court heard it, they couldn't help but smile.

Li Shubai turned her head and glanced at Huang Zixian. Huang Zixian smiled slightly at him, but she felt different. She hesitated for a moment, and finally looked at Yu Xuan and found that he had just taken a seat, and his face was slightly stiff. Seeing her look to him, he turned his gaze away.

A touch of sadness suddenly surged in her heart. In this county guard mansion, between the gardens and pavilions, there was a lot of laughter from them. Her entire teenage period was spent here with Yu Xuan.

But now, the scenery is still there, but the two of them have completely changed.

In silence, she found that Qi Teng had stood up without a trace, and retreated to the end of the seat. There, there was a green dressing cupboard, and a young girl was sitting in it.

Qi Teng knocked on the door of the Bisha cupboard lightly, and she turned her head and smiled at him.

Huang Zixia knew that this must be Zhou Ziqin’s younger sister. Although she couldn’t see her face clearly in the dark, looking at the gesture of raising her face, the snow-white skin that seemed to shine in the dark also showed that she should be a beautiful girl. Young girl—actually, when she is sixteen or seventeen, which girl will look unsightly?

She was still thinking, and Gongsun Yuan had already entered the waterside pavilion with the sound of slamming beside her. Her figure was behind the veil, in a starting position, with two swords, one long and one short, in her hand, and the cold light came out through the gauze, like water waves across the curtain.

Before everyone came back to their senses, they saw the two waves of water revolve, and the slender figure swung out from behind the curtain. The cowhide lantern in front covered the side facing the viewer, and all the light was gathered. On her body.

She danced with a sword in the bright light. At the turning point of the sword light, the bright light drew circles and arcs, as if a **** child carrying the sun and the moon down, breaking the traces of countless crescent moons in the dark. The traces of the crescent moon are also active, like water waves like flowing clouds, reflecting the light, making her whole body surrounded by brilliant light.

The light of the new moon suddenly dispersed. It was she who was flying and dancing in the water pavilion, the tip of the sword trembling, and the light of the sword scattered into dots of light. The brilliant and bright light of the sword was the stars that circulated all over her, and she was surrounded by gold embroidery. The light is shining and dazzling, making everyone unable to look away.

The sword dance was so exciting and dazzling at the beginning, everyone present was stunned by her art industry. Zhou Ziqin even dropped his chin, and the melon seeds that he was holding all fell off. However, everyone's attention was on Gongsun Yuan's body, and no one could care about him.

At this moment when the world was so low, Gongsun Yuan suddenly stopped, and the two swords, one long and one short, suddenly merged, and the brilliant lights became dim. It turned out that Yin Luyi was standing under the stage. Next to the lantern, he raised his hand and turned the kraft paper on the lantern, and the light suddenly dimmed.

Only the lantern behind the gauze curtain was left. The light was shining from behind the gauze curtain. In the backlight, only Gongsun Yuan’s figure was seen. The movement seemed to freeze. Her dancing silhouette was lined with the splendid gauze curtain behind her like a colorful peacock, draped in the sunlight. Multicolored colors. The sword in her hand was gone, and she saw her spinning like the wind, her clothes and skirts draped in silk on her temples, all swirling around her, shaking like clouds and spinning round like a halo. Even the veil was driven by the wind around her and fluttered like a cloud of colorful smoke surrounding her.

After she screwed into the veil, she stopped abruptly.

Yin Luyi's hand gestured to the musical instrument team next to her, and the sound of music that had been ringing stopped abruptly. In the silence, there was only a faint sound of the flute, like weeping. Gongsun Yuan stood with her hands hanging down, her figure as if solidified, and at this time the fragrance was filled, and the petals above the water pavilion were filled with air. It turned out that Yin Luyi pulled a rope by the pavilion, and several bamboo cages that had been placed on the eaves were slowly dumped inside. The full petals all fell down, slowly falling into the mansion with the night breeze.

Everyone looked up at the flying petals and admired them.

Fan Yuanlong was the most exaggerated. He jumped up and said, "I want to come and see if the petals are real or fake!"

Huang Zixia saw him stand up and rushed forward, almost knocking down the lantern beside Yin Luyi, and deliberately grabbing Yin Luyi's sleeve, yelling: "Oh, this sister will help me..."

Yin Luyi was focusing on helping Gongsun Yuan, but when he grabbed the sleeve of his shirt, his hand shook in fright, and the cowhide light shook suddenly.

She looked back at Fan Yuanlong and saw that he was taking advantage of the wine, grinning and grabbing his hand, she couldn't help struggling, and whispered, "Please...please watch the dance carefully so as not to disturb others."

Not to mention the people present, even Fan Yingxi, when he saw his son’s ugly attitude, he cursed secretly. He was about to ask Qi Teng to pull him back, but no one was seen when he looked back. Only then did he remember that he went to accompany the Zhou family girl behind. NS.

Zhou Ziqin was about to squeeze out, but he was behind his father, unable to remove the chair for a while. But Yu Xuan, who was sitting on the right hand side of the third row, stood up and stepped forward to put the drunken Fan Yuanlong on the back and said, "Master Fan, are you drunk? There is wind here, and you can breathe."

Yu Xuan was half a head taller than Fan Yuanlong, and Fan Yuanlong was drunk again, so even though he struggled, he was forced to take him away.

Yin Luyi gratefully bowed her head to Yu Xuan and persisted, and then hurriedly looked at the last cage of petals.

Fan Yingxi apologized to everyone in embarrassment, and everyone could only say: "It's just drunk and harmless."

At this time, the petals have finished floating, and Gongsun Yuan's figure is reflected on the embroidered veil. The light came over, and one or two butterflies around her were slowly flying out. One, two, three, one after another, appeared on the screen.

The flowers fell to the ground and the butterflies were all over the sky. Everyone was attracted to the sky again, and everyone admired them. Huang Zixia looked up at the butterfly, followed the path of the butterfly and looked down at Li Shubai sitting there.

His hair was stained with a red petal.

She hesitated, and finally raised her hand and gently pulled down the petal. He felt the movement in his hair, turned his head to look at her, and she smiled at him slightly, raising the petals in her hands as a gesture.

She saw Li Shubai's bright eyes, like southern stars in such a dark night.

Gongsun Yuan stayed still, and her sleeves were light. She waved her sleeves until all the ten pairs of butterflies flew out of her sleeves. The red brocade dress with gold embroideries outside suddenly fell to the ground. Beside those flying butterflies, dancing lightly.

This time, her movements were gentle and slow, as if she was flying with a butterfly, stepping on her toes lightly, and her clothes fluttered. Behind the gauze curtain, the translucent sleeves illuminated by the light are like the wings of a dragonfly. , The gesture of raising fingers like orchids.

Zhou Ziqin looked at Gongsun Yuan dancing with the butterflies, and couldn't help but proudly and show off to Huang Zixia and said: "Chonggu, do you know how difficult it is for me to catch these ten pairs of butterflies? This afternoon!"

Huang Zixian hurriedly said perfunctorily: "Tough hard work." His eyes couldn't bear to leave the water pavilion for a moment. And at this time, the sound of the shengxiao was rushed, and Gongsun Yuan danced more and more eagerly. Yin Luyi turned the lantern, and the light suddenly brightened. Gongsun Yuan was shining like the sun in the light, thin clothes, hurried dance steps, and changeable. The figure is like a turbulent current, like ice and snow pouring, like a purple electricity passing through the sky.

With a clear chime, breaking all the dazzling dance steps, Gongsun Yuan suddenly stopped the dance, and the fish lay on the ground.

Everyone was still immersed in her amazing dance, unable to return to their senses. Until the silence for a long time, the crowd applauded loudly, so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

Gongsun Yuan curled up like a cloud, bowed to everyone, with a faint smile, and took Yin Luyi's hand to greet the outsiders.

Li Shubai caressed his palm and smiled: "After many years, Aunt Gongsun's skills have improved again. This dance reminds me of the first time I watched your sword qi in the Daming Palace. It was the first time I knew what was sharp and sharp when I was young. The sword energy is violent. And now this song, both rigid and soft, not vigorous but graceful, is also rare."

"In the Daming Palace, I was only in my twenties. It was when I was full of energy and the most flexible body. That was my peak period." Gongsun Yuan's breath was still unstable, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled. Said, "But now that I am getting older, my body can no longer bear it, and I can only change the middle part to a slower dance. Anyway, this is adapted for me by A Ruan himself."

Huang Zixia heard the infinite regret and sentimentality in her voice, and Yin Luyi gently stroked her hand, seeming to comfort her.

Fan Yingxi didn't know anything about her, and only a pair of eyes slid around on them, and smiled: "Aunt Gongsun has been famous all over the world for more than 20 years. She is really amazing in her dance skills and breathtaking. I don't know if you are interested in visiting Jiedu Mansion. …"

Before the words fell, a scream came from behind, a heart-piercing scream from a young woman.

When Zhou Ziqin heard this, he suddenly cried out, "Ziyan!"

Zhou Xu also changed color on his face, turned around quickly, and walked quickly to the Bishacube behind Zhou Ziqin.