The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixia returned to the Wang's house in Yongchangfang, but found that Wang Yun was already sitting in front of the hall and waiting for her.

She suddenly felt that the hand she had just held by Li Shubai burned, making her feel a guilty conscience.

But Wang Yun smiled at her slightly, still with the gentle appearance of the breezy Jiyue, making her feel a little settled in her heart, and feel more guilty and guilty.

She sat down in front of him and asked carefully: "Does the Imperial Forest Army have to be free today? I came here so early."

He nodded and said: "Yes, the weather is so cold, the body of the saint is not safe, and the palace has not been on the court recently, and the palace does not need to be on high alert from time to time."

Huang Zixia saw that the furnace water had seen crab eyes, so he washed his hands and grind the tea, and ordered a cup of tea for him.

He stayed with her and looked at the tea, and then suddenly asked, "Why are you still going out when it's so cold? After all, it's warmer at home."

She lowered her head to make tea, and said flatly: "Zhou Ziqin is looking for me. Let's go to the Royal Palace of E to look for clues."

"No wonder you are wearing men's clothing." He smiled, took the tea she handed, savoring the dark fragrance and bitterness in it, and he was startled for a while and didn't speak any more.

Huang Zixian asked, "Is the tea bad?"

"Very good." He said, turning his head to look at her again, with a faint smile on his face, "I have been investigating in the Royal Mansion for so long, have I stayed until now?"

Huang Zixian lowered his head to sip the tea, and gave a faint "um".

Wang Yun looked at her, he stopped talking, and finally asked, "Then why go to the south of the city?"

It turned out that he already knew that he had gone to the south of the city. Huang Zixian only felt a slight stiffness in his back. After recalling it for a while, she was sure that she and Li Shubai must be untracked on the way back, so she glanced over her hair calmly and said, "The charm of King Kui, you know, it must be behind it. Someone moved their hands and feet. Zhou Ziqin must take me to the Kui Palace. I have no choice but to follow them to the south of the city to check the box where the spell is placed to see if there is a chance."

Seeing her reaction so calmly, Wang Yun also laughed, and said, "Zi Qin is so absurd. He never cares about other people's thoughts."

Huang Zixia bowed her head and said nothing.

Wang Yun looked at her drooping profile, hesitated for a long time, and said, "I want to go back to Langya for a while."

Huang Zixia raised her eyes and looked at him questioningly.

"The New Year is about to come. I, the long-term grandson of the house, naturally want to go back to worship the ancestors. Every year, there is no way..." He said, looking at her expectantly.

She naturally understood what he meant. But she hesitated for a while, and finally avoided his gaze and said, "A safe journey and come back soon."

Seeing her saying this, Wang Yun couldn't help but approached her with a probe, and asked in her ear: "You...are you not going to go with me?"

Huang Zixia felt his breath spray gently in her ears, a strange tingling sensation. She felt extremely nervous, and couldn't help but turn her face away: "I...in what capacity do I go? How can there be... a woman who has not yet passed the door, who will accompany her fiance to worship the ancestor first?"

Wang Yun couldn't help but laughed, gently raised his hand to straighten her temples, and whispered: "It's my whimsical...Yes, how is this suitable?"

Huang Zixia silently lowered her head, feeling his fingertips gently rubbing his cheek, a strange touch.

An uneasy emotion arose in her heart, and she curled up involuntarily, avoiding his fingers back.

But his hand slid down, put his arms around her shoulders, bowed his head and stared at her, his eyes were covered with a layer of moisture, looked at her deeply, and asked: "I'm leaving, you... Do you want to give it to me?"

The sky was approaching dusk, and the snow outside reflected the sky, and the golden and purple colors covered them brilliantly. This magnificent color also made Wang Yun's face stained with a look of sadness and nostalgia. He bowed his head to look at her, opened his pale lips, and whispered to her: "Zixia..."

His voice was blurred with a swaying mind, causing Huang Zixia's body to tremble slightly, and she unconsciously tried her best to lean back, avoiding his breath that was almost at hand.

He gently pressed her trembling shoulders and leaned down, but he saw a layer of water vapor in her eyes.

She knew that she was inevitable, so she could only close her eyes tightly. The trembling eyelashes covered the panic coming up from her, but they couldn't hide the trembling of her body.

His breathing suddenly became heavy, and the scorching blood gurgling around his body seemed to cool down instantly. The setting sun took away the misty golden purple and shrouded the room dimly. She was clearly within his reach, but he felt that I can't see her clearly.

Finally, his lips just fell on her forehead, like a butterfly touching a cardamom flower that was just beginning to bloom, and they separated after a moment of contact.

Huang Zi Xia stayed for a while, and found that there was no other movement, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Wang Yun let go of her lightly, turned around and stood up, with a slightly hoarse voice: "It's not early, I have to go back. You... stay alone in the capital, but be careful."

"I... will." She bit her lower lip and said vaguely.

"Then, it's getting late, I'll go back first." Wang Yun said, turning around and walking out.

Huang Zixia silently followed behind him and escorted him out of the flower hall.

The small courtyard was covered with snow and the cold wind was blowing. Wang Yun walked to the door and paused for a while before turning to look at her. She looked down silently, a pale face like hibiscus in the night breeze, with a pointed lotus chin. , Thin and pitiful.

The emotion that made him feel irritated gradually receded at this moment. He involuntarily raised his hand to help her close the collar, and said softly: "Changan is so cold in winter, you must take care of yourself."

She looked up at him with a faint smile: "Well, so are you. You have to work hard all the way here. Remember to be careful everywhere."

He nodded, shook her hand, and said, "Go back quickly."

Huang Zixia nodded, but kept standing at the door, watching him leave.

After Wang Yun left Chang'an and went to Langya, the weather became colder and colder. On New Year's Eve, the sky was clear, but still cold.

The servants and caregivers of the king’s family were very considerate. The lanterns and colored satin in the house were hung up early, the door was replaced with new peach charms, the new window papers were pasted with a pair of red window grilles, and the tablecloths and brocades were changed to new colors. In this deserted house, there was a happy New Year atmosphere.

Huang Zixia was taken care of by everyone for many days, and she also gave everyone a red seal.

She was alone in Chang'an, helpless, listening to the sound of firecrackers outside, sitting at the table solemnly.

Outside the wall at a great distance, there seemed to be children’s laughter. This day of thousands of families was lively and reunited. In this small house, everyone was silent, and she was the only one who lit up a scent of fragrance to wish her family a spirit in the sky.

As it approached the night, her lone lamp was facing the pair of Agashnes on the table, feeling cold and lonely, unable to bear it. I got up to look outside and walked through the corridor, there seemed to be a faint laughter. She stopped in this sparkling corridor, but only heard her own breathing, which was very clear in the cold night.

The Milky Way is low, and the stars in the sky are shining.

She remembered that after she solved Wang Ruo's case, she came out of Tai Chi Palace and looked up and saw the man with a long body under the stars.

The same star, the same she is looking up, but that person, tonight, doesn't know where he is.

She pressed her hand on the lukewarm wall and stroked it lightly on the colored glaze. The curious little fish came to her fingertips, through the thin glass, a layer of psychedelic-like color, clearly seen, but never touched.

She couldn't help but leaned her forehead on it, staring at them. The light overhead covered her very warmly, and the water was sparkling, turning vainly on her face layer by layer.

At the end of the corridor, the servant woman walked over with a smile and handed her a letter in her hand.

She took the letter and looked at the words on it. There was no signature, only the five words Huang Zixian personally enlightened, and the handwriting was unfamiliar.

She only felt a slight movement in her heart, and quickly opened it to take a look. There is only one word written on the plain white paper inside—come.

Qing Yixiu's very familiar word made her heart pounding immediately. Holding the letter in her hand, she hurried across the corridor and walked towards the gate.

On New Year's Eve, the family was scorched, the fire was shining, and the quiet streets and alleys were faintly gleaming. She saw Li Shubai standing under the stars, with a slight fire shining on his face, casting a golden-red shadow on his carved-out features, but even the shadows were so bright and beautiful.

Huang Zixia turned her head and saw that the servant wife of the Wang family took the cloak out, and quickly took it, blocking her gaze by the way. She thanked the servant woman and urged the other person to enter the door before she wrapped her mink cloak tightly and walked towards Li Shubai.

The fluffy sable hairs clustered around her cheeks, making her face more slender and lovely. She raised her face to look at him, and her cheeks were beautiful and beautiful, not to be seen by the faint firelight beside her.

Li Shubai stared at her and said, "Sorry for being late, I just came back from the palace."

Huang Zixian asked hurriedly, "What happened?"

"No. It's just that on New Year's Eve, the emperor's relatives and relatives are called into the palace to watch the Nuo dance and give pepper wine." He said, helping her to remove the fluff that covered her eyes, and said to her, "Come, take you to see Something."

She followed him out of Yongchangfang and headed east.

Along the way, the sound of firecrackers and sings, and the festive atmosphere surrounds the entire city of Chang'an. Lanterns are hung high in all the squares of Chang'an tonight, and they will not be extinguished all night. There is no curfew for three days on New Year's Eve, so although it is late at night, there are still boys frolicking in the street, and even grabbing jujube seeds and sitting at the door to eat, showing off what parents gave themselves.

When Huang Zixian saw it, she touched her sleeve and found that there was another red seal that hadn't been sent out. He took it out and handed it to Li Shubai, saying, "Give it to you, please ask for good luck."

Li Shubai took it and poured it out to see, a thin golden leaf, the most common kind. Presumably she was prepared for the people around her, to win a lottery every year. He tucked the golden leaf in his sleeve, smiled at the corner of his lips, and said, "Thank you, I didn't expect your wealth to be so rich. It seems that it doesn't matter if you are an **** at the end of your life."

"Thanks to the blessing of the prince, no one in my clan dared to embezzle the inheritance left by my parents." She said, and sighed unconsciously, looked up at the billions of stars in the sky, and said softly, "I don't know where they are. , How are you doing now, are you also celebrating the new year affectionately together..."

"Yes, they will be watching you over there, and you will be their pride." Li Shubai said, gently raising his hand to caress her head wearing a cape, "Don't worry."

Huang Zixian nodded, only feeling warm in his eyes, and tears seemed to fall. But she suppressed herself and breathed hard, so that they were all lost in her eyes before they fell.

She followed Li Shubai, under the sky full of stars, towards the palace of Kui.

Walking on the curved bridge in front of the Zhenliu Pavilion, there seems to be some net-like things distributed on the top of the residual lotus. Just in the darkness, she couldn't see clearly, so she asked Li Shubai, "What is that?"

Li Shubai smiled and said, "You'll know it later."

She enters the Pillow Stream Pavilion with him. Li Shubai suggested a wrong gold-bronze hand stove to her and asked her to warm her hands, then lit the Huozhezi, and asked, "Is it you or me?"

Huang Zixian held the stove and said, "I don't know what it is, of course you are here. Let me see if it is a surprise, it's worth my running in the middle of the night."