The Golden Hairpin

He stared at her under the swaying light, with one or two fluttering bright in his eyes, as unstable as water waves. He whispered: "Because you should tell me and let me do it for you. Why do you have to take the risk personally at such a very moment?"

His gentle words left her in a daze, not knowing how to react. After a long time, she held the chopsticks, lowered her head and said hesitantly: "Because I don't know... Even Duan Ruitang can be such a dangerous place."

Wang Yun couldn't help laughing. He stared at Huang Zixia under the dim light. He didn't know if it was the cause of the light. There were two red clouds on her cheeks, making her who had been pale at this time look beautiful and beautiful.

Wang Yun only felt that his heart was throbbing, and he couldn't help himself. He raised his hand, trying to touch her peach blossom-like cheek.

But just as his hand was about to touch her skin, her face suddenly turned away, and she looked out the window and said, "It seems it's already late."

How could he fail to hear what she meant. His hands that were frozen in the air stopped, and then he hung down awkwardly, pretending to retract the empty bowl in front of her, and took a plate away.

The atmosphere became more subtle, and Huang Zixia's eating movements had begun to stiffen.

Wang Yun didn't say a word. He waited until she cleaned up the dishes after eating, before he said: "Although I don't want to say it, but Zi Xia, you have to make a decision as soon as possible tonight."

Huang Zixia nodded, silently.

"Because I can protect my fiancee Huang Zixia, but I can't protect Yang Chonggu, the **** of the Royal Mansion." He said slowly, staring at her for a moment, even the trembling of her eyelashes. Under my eyes, "So Zi Xia, I need a promise."

Huang Zixian lowered her eyelashes, the thin and thick eyelashes concealed the thoughts in her eyes, and also covered her face with a thin layer of shadow.

The light flickered, a turbulent warm orange, but after all, it could not bring her real warmth. Such a lonely cold night, such a desperate situation. Before she had time to react, the power behind the scenes had already revealed hideous minions, and she was inevitable, and there was no escape.

She raised her head and looked around, the cold cell, tall and small bars, now trapped here, as if she had reached a dead end, and no light would appear in front of her again. Without being partial, Wang Yun built a rainbow bridge in front of her. On the cliff, she saw the hope of escaping from birth to heaven.

Yes, hope. Hers is also Li Shubai's.

If she let go of this last life-saving straw, wouldn't they, they will just be overwhelmed in the dark night of Chang'an, silently like a bubble bursting, as if they had never existed in this world.

Huang Zi Xia silently gathered her fingers and squeezed her hands tightly. Even if her nails were pinched into her palms, she didn't feel anything.

She closed her eyes and whispered: "Everything... Let the Prince arrange it."

"Wang Yun is still so good that he can save you from Dali Temple."

The next day Zhou Ziqin went to the Wang's house in Yongchangfang and saw her staying here intact. He immediately worshipped: "You are involved in a murder case!"

Huang Zixian was sluggish. She suffered drastic changes yesterday. She stayed up all night and looked haggard. Listening to his exclamation, she just silently held a book and looked at it, without answering his words.

Zhou Ziqin saw her reading a book, so he leaned over and asked, "What book are you reading?"

"Gui Nei Jing, a book of medical skills." Huang Zi Xia said.

Zhou Ziqin asked in surprise: "Why are you reading such a book early in the morning?"

"No, I watched it all night." Huang Zixia folded one of the pages, put it on the table, and said, "After returning from Dali Temple last night, Wang Yun helped me pack and deliver more than 20 pieces from Doctor Hu's desk. This medical book, this is one of them."

Zhou Ziqin was a little confused: "Who is Doctor Hu?"

"It was the prescription for Ash's medicine yesterday, which was prescribed by Doctor Hu."

"You stayed up all night and read more than 20 medical books? Read that doctor's desk book? What are you doing?" Zhou Ziqin was even more confused.

Huang Zixia didn't speak, but slowly put his hand on the medical book and said: "It's nothing, I just have a few thoughts, just confirm it."

Seeing that she didn't seem to have anything to say, Zhou Ziqin had to give up the questioning, and said, "Now that King Kui is facing such a situation, I am afraid I don't even know that something happened to you. Fortunately, there is Wang Yun, otherwise," You are terrible."

Huang Zixia nodded silently, and finally spoke. Her voice was dull and low, full of tiredness: "Yes, after all, I can't stand alone against the greatest power in the world."

Moreover, under such a covering nest, she must always ensure her safety. After all, Li Shubai has fallen into the worst situation now. If she doesn't protect herself, how can she protect the people she wants to protect?

Zhou Ziqin frowned and said, "Yeah, I never thought that Brother Zhang would...will do it to you! Even if you said it, I would...be suspicious."

Huang Zixia was noncommittal, only saying: "Yes, it would be best if it weren't for him. After all, this is just my worst guess."

Zhou Ziqin hurriedly jumped in front of her, sat down cross-legged, and asked, "You are not sure, are you? Think about it carefully, besides Brother Zhang, is there anyone who has the opportunity to kill that Qi?"

Huang Zixian held the tea without saying a word. After a long time, the tea in her hand seemed to be cold, so she gently put it down and asked, "Did you check the body of that Qi yesterday?"

"I checked it. The murderer is an old hand. I cut my throat with a knife. I'm sure that the blood spurted out three feet away at the time—hey, you were really inside at the time? Why didn't you wake up?"

"I think it was because someone was drugged, that's why I fell asleep like that. It was just because I was in the gunpowder room at the time, so I didn't notice the drugged breath." Huang Zixia said, changing to herself. After holding a cup of hot tea in his palm, he asked, "Is there any place where I can check that murder weapon dagger?"

Zhou Ziqin shook his head: "No, the dagger is an ordinary item in the West Market, one for twenty cents, and there is some rust. It is estimated that it has been bought for a long time, and there is no clue that can be traced from it. NS."

Huang Zixian asked again: "Are there any doubts about the wound? Is there anything in the deceased's body that can reveal the characteristics of the murderer?"

"No, it's clean, just one shot."

She stopped talking, just thought about it quietly, and said, "Let's go, let's go to Duan Ruitang."

Zhou Ziqin was taken aback and asked, "Do you dare to go back to Duan Ruitang? Yesterday you made a murder there!"

"I have to go back and see if there is any way to get people to walk from the end of the medicine cabinet to the gun pharmacy and kill people, but still have alibi." Huang Zixia said, got up and went to the back hall, picking I put some yellow powder and glue on my face, and then used glue to pull the corners of my eyes down. Glue the corners of the lips and the corners of the eyes. When they naturally dry and crack, they squeeze out fine lines, which look like He is almost ten years old when he is old.

She put on her head, put on men's clothing and boots, and rode out with Zhou Ziqin. Zhou Ziqin was amazed: "Your outfit like this makes me feel... as if Chonggu is back again."

"Huang Zixian, and Yang Chonggu, were originally the same person." Huang Zixian said, turned her head and glanced at him, and said, "Just like Zhou Ziqin who was ordered to perform an autopsy, and the son of Zhou Shijun's family, they are also the same person. "

"Well, this is, everyone has a different identity. Some people know your identity, but some people only know your other identity. When they talk, one is called Huang Zixia and the other is called Yang Chong. Gu, but I don’t know that the people in their respective mouths are the same you hahaha..."

Zhou Ziqin laughed involuntarily as he spoke.

Huang Zixia listened at will, and fought forward with him.

But suddenly, she reined in her horse and stopped. Zhou Ziqin looked back at her in surprise, only to see that she was just staring at nothingness in the sky, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter? What did you think of?"

"Identities...different identities, but have the same intersection..." Huang Zixian muttered, motionless.

Zhou Ziqin was a little confused when she saw her in this way: "Yes, sometimes, different identities may be the same person."

"Sometimes, different things mean the same thing, right?" Huang Zixia asked.

Zhou Ziqin scratched his head: "What...how do you say this?"

"For example, if you were given three things, couplets, firecrackers, and braziers, what would you think of?"

"New Year, isn't it easy?" Zhou Ziqin looked at her innocently.

"Yes, then, if it is—" Huang Zixia rode on the horse, slowly tightening the rein in his hand, and said every word, "What about the concentric knot, dagger, jade bracelet?"

"Hey? Isn't this just the three things that King E destroyed in front of his mother's furnace?" Zhou Ziqin asked.

"Yes, these three things, in fact, all represent the same thing..." Huang Zixian's face was already painted sallow, and now it was pale and pale, and even his lips showed a touch of bruise, "So, King E Only then will I be misled and have the obsession of putting King Kui to death even if I fight my own life!"

Zhou Ziqin looked at her face and looked a little nervous: "Don't scare me... Here, what can these three things represent?"

Huang Zixian took a deep breath and exhaled it for a long time, as if trying to drive away all those terrible thoughts, but after all, the terrifying truth still entangled her, like a poisonous snake. Unable to escape.

She pressed her head hard, closed her eyes and survived the twitch-like sting of her temple, almost unable to control herself. Zhou Ziqin grabbed her horse's rein worriedly next to her, lest she fall off, and asked urgently: "Are you okay? Be careful, don't fall off."

Huang Zixia nodded, leaned down and hugged the horse's neck, leaned on the horse's back for a while, then sat upright, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go, go to Duanruitang."

Zhou Ziqin walked on her right side, but couldn't help turning his head to look at her, as if he wanted to talk but stopped.

Huang Zixian's mood was disturbed, and she didn't care about him, so she kept her head down and walked forward.

Zhou Ziqin looked at the clouds in the sky for a while, the trees on the street for a while, and her again for a while, and finally couldn't help but asked, "Miss Huang, can I... ask you something?"

Huang Zixia nodded and turned to look at him.

Zhou Ziqin looked at her and stammered: "In my heart, I still... still think of a possibility..."

With an expression of fear on his face, Huang Zixian understood clearly, and asked slowly: "In fact, there is another possibility that I have also been caught in dementia. Therefore, in this case, it is also very likely that I thought I fell asleep, but actually killed someone when I lost consciousness, right?"

Zhou Ziqin couldn't help being dumbfounded when she said so plainly that she was the murderer, and nodded hard, unable to speak.

Huang Zixia wanted to say something, but for a moment she forgot what she should say. She was standing in the middle of the street, a pinpoint chill pierced her spine, making her body so stiff that she couldn't even move a finger.

She suddenly remembered that that day she exposed the crimes committed by Yu Xuan, so that when Yu Xuan, who had been pursuing the murderer, suddenly knew that he was the murderer she was looking for, he was more desperate than death. look--