The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixian heard Yu Xuan mention this matter before, but he did not elaborate. Now listening to Chen Lunyun mentioned it, her heart suddenly jumped, and she blurted out: "Attempted suicide?"

"Yes, it was after Huang Junshou’s family had an accident and Huang’s girl fled. Everyone in Chengdu knows that Huang is close to Yu Xuan, and no one would have imagined that after Huang Junshou’s accident, Yu Xuan would make the first report on Huang Junshou’s incident. No one thought that after Miss Huang fled, and his whereabouts were unknown, Yu Xuan would commit suicide in front of the tomb of the county guard on the day of the funeral in Huangjun. He seems to have no contact with Qi Teng." Chen Lunyun sighed, "This matter is only known to a few people in our poetry club. Because Yu Xuan and Qi Teng are our friends, although several people knew about it, they didn't say anything. ."

Huang Zixian only felt a faint pain in her chest, she could only lean against the back of the chair blankly, without saying a word.

"However, Yu Xuan woke up in a coma for several days in the hospital bed. I don't know if it caused the damage... Don't you think that his temperament has changed?"

Chen Lunyun heard other people say this, and nodded: "Yes, he was originally such an extraordinary person, but after that great change, the whole person became in a trance, and it seemed that he didn't care much about anything. It seems to be wary of everyone. And what I said to us the day before is often forgotten the next day..."

"Furthermore, we are occasionally inadvertent. Speaking of the county guard mansion, he gets a headache. At first I thought it was the death of the hurt county guard. Unexpectedly, he was so painful that his whole body was in cold sweat, and his whole person collapsed. , Almost never died again, so we...we were cautious in front of him, for fear of mentioning his sadness again." Others also echoed, expressing puzzlement.

"This is also pathologically. For example, if you have been hit too hard, when you mention something again, and feel unbearable, you will subconsciously reject it, and then you will have a fierce reaction." Zhou Ziqin analyzed by the side, To put it bluntly, "Another one is that when he committed suicide, maybe a string in his body was touched, and his temperament has changed since then. There are also some. For example, I once saw such an example in an ancient book... …"

Everyone worked with him to study various rumors and cases such as the resurrection and the personality change after the major blow. Huang Zixia listened to it for a long time, and did not say anything useful. She also put one ear in and one ear out. , Sitting in a chair, quietly on the surface, thinking about the entangled connections of the clues of this case in his heart.

Seeing that it is not early, Yu Xuan, who is also in the poetry society, has not yet come.

Seeing that everyone had nothing to say, Zhou Ziqin sat there embarrassedly. He said, "Thank you all for answering my questions. I will leave first. You will be notified when you meet in Qingyuan another day, and I will also go to vassalize Fengya."

"Hey, I came from Chang'an without catching my head. The talk is humorous and the insights are extraordinary. It's an honor for us to be respected by the people of the countryside!"

"Yeah, yeah, less head-hunting will save us face, but we are really good fortune!"

Zhou Ziqin once again brought into play the physique of his friends all over the world, and after some gossip, he became a good friend of all the Qingyuan Poetry Society.

Several people sent them to the mouth of Qingxi, refusing to say goodbye.

Qingxi was originally a big valley. Surrounded by trees, a clear stream was divided into three or four streams from the mouth of the valley by the rocky terrain, and then gathered into one at the end of the valley and rushed forward.

When they mounted their horses and walked along the stream to the outside of Taniguchi, they found that a person was walking alone on the opposite side of Qingxi.

It is Yu Xuan. He heard the sound of horse hooves and turned his head to look here. Across the stream, he stood alone in the shade of the forest, letting the water and wind blow on the hem of his clothes, only looking at her quietly.

Huang Zixia hesitated, and seeing Zhou Ziqin turning her head to look at her, she said to him: "You go out first. I think something has fallen out. I have to go back and look for it."

Zhou Ziqin said "Oh" and looked around, but next to him was a huge boulder, which just blocked Yu Xuan's figure on the opposite side of the stream. He saw the deep forest faint and the stream was gurgling, and there was nothing unusual, so he said to her: " Then you hurry up."

After he got out of the woods and headed towards the official road, Huang Zixian urged the horse to go up the stream, walked to his side, and got off the horse.

She heard his voice, low, with a touch of tiredness, and she didn't know how long he had been standing here: "A Xia..."

Hearing this title again, it was like a lifetime.

In the Chengdu mansion, in the county guard mansion, how many times he whispered her like this: "A Xian."

He once complained, A Xia, you patronized the investigation again and forgot to eat, right? Then smiled and took out the still warm food from behind.

He once said happily, Ah Xian, last night I checked all the books involved in the case and finally found out an incorrect account in April of the previous year.

He once said anxiously, A Xia, I am very worried about the youngest son left by the deceased. Let's go to the shantang to visit him quietly and give him something delicious?

In the past, all sorts of things flooded her mind. Those Yin Yin exhorts that she once found trivial and troublesome, and those subtle details that she once thought were meaningless, now facing him again, in retrospect, they all made her sad.

He asked her in a low voice, "Do you have any clues about Qi Teng's death yesterday?"

Such familiar words are like the one he asked inadvertently in all previous cases.

Huang Zixia lowered his eyes, deliberately not looking at his expression: "I don't know yet. On the surface, he should be a person who has no reason to die-he treats people kindly and is the judge of Jiedu Mansion. He seems to have a good relationship with everyone. good--"

Yu Xuan frowned in a daze, and responded casually to her: "Yes...Who would kill him?"

"Yes, on the surface, everyone has a good relationship with him, but in fact, who knows--perhaps, many people have a reason to kill him, but they have not yet surfaced." Huang Zixia said, looking up at him. Slowly, he said in a very low voice, "For example, if you are not satisfied with his marriage, maybe some people are not willing to marry him from the Zhou family; or, he blocked someone's way in the official career, and became someone else's Obstacles to climb. Or...maybe he has done things that are sorry for others, for example, at some point, he has embarrassed others in public."

Yu Xuan's face suddenly turned pale. He opened his eyes in amazement and stared at her in disbelief. After a long time, he smiled miserably and asked, "Did you see?"

"Yes... I happened to be right there at the time." Huang Zi Xia whispered.

Yu Xuan looked at her for a long time, and then asked: "So, you suspect that I am the murderer?"

"Now that the truth is not yet known, you may be the murderer, Zhou Ziqin, Zhang Xingying, and even I may...all things are still hard to tell."

Yu Xuan looked at her expression and wanted to see some expressions about herself from above, but no, her expression was faint, and she couldn't see anything abnormal.

He sighed lightly and said, "Yes, what he said to me yesterday morning is not very clear to me, but I also feel that it should be a matter of great importance to me. I originally planned to after the banquet, Ask him about the things that concern me, but who knows, he suddenly... died in that song and dance."

Huang Zixia looked at him from the side and saw that his expression was dim, and her handsome and innocent face was covered with a depressed expression, which made her heart move, thinking, perhaps for him, Qi Teng’s death is also right. He has a great influence.

Huang Zixia sighed lightly, and then asked: "After my parents passed away, why did you find your shortcomings?"

Yu Xuan's face was pale, and the sadness on his face was faint. He turned his head and didn't look at her, but said in a dumb voice, "It has nothing to do with you...I just want to go with the foster father and mother."

Huang Zixia nodded slightly, and then asked, "I heard that Qi Teng rescued you after you committed suicide?"

"Yes……"

"That said, he can be regarded as your savior, don't you know anything about your savior?"

Yu Xuan said lightly: "It was just a coincidence. He saved my life, but my heart is ashamed and I have no intention of rebirth, so he is not kind to me either."

His face was alienated and cold, and he did not seem to care about Qi Teng. Huang Zixia sighed and said, "You can't remember, that's nothing...Anyway, I will check everything clearly and put the evidence in front of the world with conclusive evidence, so that everyone knows who killed it. my parents."

Yu Xuan stared at her and said in a low voice, "Have you checked your second letter?"

Huang Zixian lowered his eyelashes, avoiding answering, just stood up and said, "I have never written such a letter, it is absolutely certain."

Yu Xuan saw that she was reluctant to answer, his voice finally became cold: "Huang Zixia, you have not cleared your suspicion yet, but you have been investigating another unrelated case. I have to doubt that you finally investigated. Is the conclusion drawn correct..."

Hearing his doubts, Huang Zixia's voice sharpened involuntarily: "You suspect that I came back because you want to use the name of the investigation to use an innocent person as my substitute for the dead, in exchange for impunity?"

He shook his head and stunned for a while, before he said, "You know that I didn't mean that. I just...I'm just worried about whether you have a past that you don't know. For various reasons, you chose to escape..."

"The memory of you and me is not right, which made me think a lot. I think maybe the real murderer is between you and me. During the period when we were not right, something must have happened." She said. His eyes turned to him.

In the dense forest of Qingxi, under the shadow of the sun, she saw his thin figure, and the clear and clear eyes on that familiar and incomparably handsome face. The person in front of her cruelly cut off the past between them, and even presented the love letter written by her to her enemy as evidence of crime-so at this time, he looked at her like this, still the original breath The vertical and horizontal young man, however, was clearly separated from her by a long distance, and they could no longer join hands.

Before her eyes suddenly appeared what she had said to Li Shubai under the flickering lamp yesterday.

She is still wondering why she listened to the emotions fluctuating in her chest in an instant and held his hand.

And what was his mood when he turned his hand to hold her hand?

She shook her head and threw everything away, only to hear Yu Xuan's voice: "When we were not up to date, I always felt...it should be very important."

He said, raising his hand to support his temple, Huang Zixia saw the faintly beating blue veins on the back of his hand.

He values ​​this case so much, and at the same time, he is so afraid of the answer.

Like her, in their hearts, they all knew that something wrong around them would make him or her crushed, and they would no longer look down upon those who were waiting after death.

But who is that person? There is a person who has a problem between them. Is it him or her?

Huang Zixia sighed, turned her head and said, "I'm leaving, you... treasure it."

He saw her turning around and was about to leave. In a hurry, he raised his hand to hold her wrist and whispered to her: "A Xia..."

His hands were extremely cold, trembling slightly, cold sweat wetted her fingers.

Huang Zixian looked back at him, shook his head and slowly withdrew his palm, and said softly: "Yu Xuan, everything will have results after all."

"Then, in the end, are you still with Wang Yun in the end?" He gritted his teeth and was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked nonchalantly.

Huang Zixian turned around in shock and looked at him blankly.

He retracted his hand, stood quietly in the shade, looked at her for a long time, and said in a low voice: "As it is now, I am not qualified to say anything to you. But...Last night, I followed you out of the county guard House, and then saw..."

What do you see? See her walking side by side with Wang Yun? See her riding Wang Yun's horse with him? See her hugging Wang Yun's waist?

But he must have not seen the scene where she held the knife at Wang Yun.

However, Huang Zixia only laughed at herself and said: "Sometimes, seeing is not necessarily believing."

She didn't explain or say anything. She got on that Fusha's back, and the sound of hoofs faded away.

The long wind returned, and the blue sky was vast, leaving him alone in the wind, clearly seeing her not looking back.