The Golden Hairpin

She put down Zhai Yi, and took a look at the pierced golden jade bone and white ball fan that had been a barrier when she was married. The fan is embroidered on both sides with gold and silver threads, with albizia on the front and daylilies on the back. The tassels under the fan handle are woven into nine concentric knots, which is the same color as the wedding dress.

She stared at the concentric knot in a daze, and appeared in a daze in the incense burner of the Royal Mansion of E. She and Zhou Ziqin found the silk thread that had been burnt to the point.

That dagger, that jade bracelet, that concentric knot, is there any way she can uncover this secret in front of others and let the truth come to light?

Huang Zixian thought to herself, as if a large group of numbness was stuffed in her chest, she felt almost suffocated. She sat down, pressed the fan in her hand, and at this moment seemed to finally understand—

This is her own concentric knot, this is her own face fan, this is her own wedding dress, and this is the marriage she is about to face.

Going around, from Yu Xuan to Li Shubai, in the end, she returned to her place after all, choosing the person she had never loved but was destined to be her destiny.

Her heart fluctuated violently. In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore. She pressed her chest firmly, fell into the chair uncontrollably, breathing heavily, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

The people who served her in the wedding gown were unknown, so they looked at each other for a long time before someone asked, "Is the clothes too tight and the girl is strangled? Do you want to loosen the belt?"

Huang Zixian bit her lower lip, shook her head, and said with a trembling, "No, I'm just...I'm just excited, a little dizzy...just let me stay for a while."

She stumbled into the inner room alone, shutting everyone out. She leaned against the door and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the boiling sorrow in her chest, but after all, the dark dizziness overwhelmed her. Her legs were weak, she could no longer hold her body, and slowly slipped along the closed door behind her.

She sat down on her knees and fell behind the door for a long time before she seemed to understand. She slowly hugged her knees, sat on the cold ground, and looked at everything in front of her with her eyes wide open.

She felt that she had seen everything, and she felt that she had seen nothing. Her gaze just skimmed vaguely over the things in front of her, and then landed on a point of nothingness in the sky.

She didn’t know how long she had been sitting on the ground until she heard a knock on the door outside, and Wang Yun’s voice asked her through the door: “Zixia, the people from Jinxiufang are going back, what else can you tell them? of?"

She replied in a daze, only feeling the pain in her eyes, blinking, her eyes that had been opened for too long were so sore and unbearable that she shed two lines of tears.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then answered in a steady voice as much as possible: "No need, I am satisfied with everything."

Wang Yun felt that there was something wrong with her voice, but after only a pause, he went to tell those people a few small things and sent them away.

When he turned his head, he found that Huang Zi Xia had come out of the inner room with a calm face, only slightly pale, the color of the sky not seen for a long time.

She stood there looking at him, like a stalk of bamboo leaves quietly falling in the wind and water. Wang Yun wanted to find a look of joy on her face, but he couldn't find it after all.

At the moment when their good deeds are approaching, it seems that he is the only one who is full of expectations and passionate.

It was like being poured with cold water, and his heart was not only sad, but also angry. He turned his face away, sat down on the couch next to him, and said nothing.

The scene chilled for a while, only Zhou Ziqin was ignorant, looked at the two of them, and then asked: "When are you going to...When are you going to Shu?"

Huang Zixian looked at Wang Yun and said lightly: "It will be a few days. It may snow recently. I am afraid it will be inconvenient when crossing the mountain road."

"That's oh, I suggest you guys, don't wait any longer, the fireworks going south in March is the best, you can also see the scenery along the way, just as a fun, and it will pass for a while." Zhou Ziqin said, and a little bit distressed. He patted his head, "However, I still want to go back with you. If I really have to wait until March, will it be too late..."

Wang Yun smiled and said, "Yes, if your fiancée sees you and doesn't go back all the time, the marriage contract will be dismissed as a result. It depends on what you do."

It was originally a joke, but Zhou Ziqin suddenly became nervous: "That's what I said... this, this is a big thing, it's not good!"

Huang Zixia comforted him and said, "Don't worry, you have only been away from home for a month or two. How can you immediately dissolve the marriage contract?"

Zhou Ziqin said nervously: "But... but when I left home, I said that I didn’t want to get married, so I ran away, but now I understand that it’s really difficult for me to find a wife. No one wants to marry me. The second girl...I now think about the second girl is really pretty good!"

Seeing him so anxious, Huang Zixia couldn't help but smile: "I believe your brother already knows what you want. He will explain to your parents and won't delay you."

"I hope so..." He sat beside Wang Yun with a sad face, and said, "Now you are going to get married. In the future, you will get close to each other. What can I do if I am left alone? I have to find someone to play with me!"

Huang Zixia was taken aback, and turned his head to look at Wang Yun unconsciously.

Wang Yun's gaze was also looking at her, and the two of them were impartial, seeing the complex expressions in each other's eyes.

An embarrassing and depressing emotion permeated them invisibly.

Huang Zixia turned her head silently, turned to the subject and asked, "Zi Qin, what are you going to see me today?"

"Oh! There is something, I almost forgot." Zhou Ziqin said quickly, "Old man Guo of Yizhuang in the south of the city, I have a good relationship with him, so he asked someone to tell me yesterday afternoon about Zhang Xingying's case. The case at Dali Temple has been closed, and Zhang's father's case has also been recorded, so today we will ask Brother Zhang and the others to take the body back."

Huang Zixia pondered for a moment and asked, "So, if we need to check something, we'd better go today?"

"Is there anything else to investigate? Zhang Xingying's framing of you has already come to light?" Wang Yun asked next to him.

Zhou Ziqin nodded and said, "Yes, it's nothing. Besides, even if it's buried..."

Even if they are buried, if they really want to check, it's not that they can't secretly dig it out and check it out as before—it just feels a little disgusting.

He looked at Huang Zixia, but saw her walking into the inner room and said, "Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes."

Zhou Ziqin said "Hey" and murmured: "This..."

He faintly felt that something was wrong, so he turned his gaze to Wang Yun. Wang Yun got up and walked to Huang Zixia's side and asked in a low voice: "Zixia, you just finished trying on your wedding gown, do you go for an autopsy?"

Zhou Ziqin was such a dull person, and finally thought of what he felt like something was wrong-I always felt that this seemed a bit unlucky.

But Huang Zixia looked up at Wang Yun and said in a low voice: "Yunzhi, there are things in my heart that haven't landed yet, and I feel uneasy after all. Seeing that the corpse is about to be buried, if I don’t take a look, I’m afraid I will miss my last chance. I will regret it later."

Wang Yun looked down at her. The stubborn look in her eyes made him unable to after all. He could only sigh, caress her shoulder gently, and said, "I will accompany you."

The time they went was just right. Old man Guo of Yizhuang in the south of the city was carrying a large cloth bag of dead bodies into the bullock cart with his adopted Xiaolitou.

Zhou Ziqin hurried up and shouted: "Old man Guo, wait a minute!"

When Old Man Guo saw him, he quickly dropped the bag: "Master Zhou, are you here? These two are..."

"It's my friend." Zhou Ziqin said briefly, then turned around and looked around, and asked, "No one from the Zhang family came to take the corpse?"

"Yes, his boss told me before that he ordered two thin-skin coffins in the shop, but they have not been delivered yet. Let me first help them to the South of the Yezi Ridge." Old man Guo touched his arms. The raised piece was obviously the money the Zhang family gave him, with a satisfied smile on his face, "His father and younger brother died horribly, so let me not send him to his house, and go directly to the grave."

Huang Zixian looked at the two corpses on the bullock cart, only feeling infinitely desolate in her heart, she couldn't help turning her face away, breathing long to the sky, and resisting the burning thing in her eyes.

Zhou Ziqin said: "However, the corpse has not yet left the gate of Yizhuang, the government can still investigate, right?"

Old man Guo nodded and said, "It's just that Dali Temple has closed the case..."

Zhou Ziqin hurriedly stuffed him a half of money, and said, "It's okay. I'll make up a file afterwards. Now we have to look at the body again."

Old man Guo motioned to Xiao Yitou to drag the corpse back, his eyes fell on Wang Yun, and when he saw his gentle and gentle appearance, he was a little surprised, wondering why such a young man came to see the corpse? Looking at Huang Zixian again, her chin was almost falling off, and she pulled Zhou Ziqin in amazement and asked in a low voice, "You...want to take them for an autopsy?"

Zhou Ziqin nodded: "Yes, I have all gone home and brought the post-mortem box with me. Don't say it's impossible."

"Um... that girl, also have to test?"