The Golden Hairpin

real body.

What's the meaning?

Huang Zixia followed the group out of the palace, sat in the palace cart with Yongji Changqing, and went to Taiji Palace, thinking hard all the way.

In Chang'an under the curfew, the sound of horseshoes and wheels echoed on the wide road, and almost echoed in Huang Zixia's chest.

She thought about the meaning of these two words over and over again, but after thinking about it, she felt that Li Shubai might just let her give up on her own, and let her die--this bastard, at the critical moment, really didn't intend to save herself at all?

Just when she was about to cry out by clutching the wall of the car, Yongji stretched her voice and said, "Daddy Yang, you are already at the Tai Chi Palace, get off the car."

Her scalp was numb, but she had nothing to do, so she could only follow him out of the car.

The Tai Chi Palace, which has been vacant for a hundred years, is extremely deserted, and is no different from the legendary Leng Palace in the outside world.

In the long night, from a distance, the harem was sunken in darkness, only a few palace lamps were lit in front of the Lizheng Hall, illuminating the vermilion door wall and pillars.

Huang Zixia followed Yongji and Changqing and walked into the Lizheng Hall step by step.

The velvety grass drilled out of the green brick floor, the longest, even the ankle was gone. When the foot was stepped on, it felt unstable and erratic because of its softness. The stone lantern at the entrance of the temple has become smooth and mottled in the wind and rain, and the light shines out, so that people can clearly see the green moss marks on it.

The stone lotus hanging from the eaves and the vermilion lacquer peeling off the pillars make people clearly feel that they are in a palace that has not been carefully taken care of for a long time. No matter how magnificent and magnificent, it is still a forgotten place where few people pass by.

The people around the Queen are capable. The Queen has just moved into the Tai Chi Palace in the afternoon. Now the Lizheng Hall has been cleaned up and all the furnishings are comfortable and proper.

It was early in the morning, but the Queen hadn't rested yet. She was sitting on the couch behind the palace, perhaps waiting for her. The ladies of the palace presented the boiled sorbet porridge with four exquisite side dishes. The Queen ate slowly, calmly, gracefully and slowly, as if she had completely forgotten that a young **** who had been summoned from the palace was standing there, waiting tremblingly.

When the supper was used up, a few cases were withdrawn. Queen Wang rinsed her mouth and drank a cup of Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots, and finally slowly asked: "Daddy Yang, do you think that the long night in the Tai Chi Palace seems too deserted? ?"

Huang Zixian can only bite the bullet and say: "If there is excitement in your heart, there will be noisy cities. If your heart is deserted, maybe there will be a place of loneliness everywhere."

Queen Wang lifted her eyes and raised her eyes, and her voice was soft and low: "Duke Yang, I am now moving to Tai Chi Palace, all thanks to you; I am lonely now, and it is all caused by you. I don't know how I can give back. Father-in-law, can we live up to the many favors the father-in-law gave me?"

Huang Zixian heard what she meant, and only felt that a ball of flame was burning in her chest, and the sweat from her back quickly seeped out. She thought desperately about the meaning of "true body" in her heart, and said: "The queen moved to the new palace today, even for the good luck, she should be kind to her servants and be tolerant..."

"Tolerance?" The corner of the Queen's lips raised slightly, but there was a cold light in her eyes. "When you were talking nonsense in the Wang family, did you ever think about being tolerant to this palace?"

what about you? When getting rid of one after another of old people, relatives and lovers in the past, in that cold-blooded and vicious way, have you ever thought about today? Huang Zixian thought so in her heart, but couldn't say anything, she could only stand there with her head down, and watched as a drop of sweat from her forehead fell on the blue brick floor beside her feet, unable to seep in for a long time, leaving a conspicuous blue trace.

Queen Wang looked around again, as if talking to herself, and said: "What's more, where is the auspiciousness in this palace? The grandson queen died in this palace, no matter how beautiful and splendid the palace is, How is it possible that no one has ever died?"

Huang Zixian stared at a drop of sweat that slowly faded away from her feet, and reluctantly said: "The eldest grandson empress is a generation of virtuous empresses, and is respected and loved by Emperor Taizong I. The empress will surely be like her and win the holy family forever."

"Huh...it's too late to say anything now, Daddy Yang. If you were half as clever as you are now, you should know that there are some things, what you should say, what you should not say, it is your life!"

This sentence rang in her ears, like thunder furious, which made her suddenly startled. Real body, real body, **** Li Shubai, originally meant this!

In an instant, she understood her spirit and understood, she immediately knelt on the ground, slammed her head towards the queen in front of her, and said: "Please listen to my words, the queen, just one sentence. After speaking, I will die today. Here, too willingly!"

Queen Wang sneered and asked slowly: "What?"

She left and right.

Queen Wang slowly raised her hand, signaled everyone around her to go down and wait on the outside, and then looked at her coldly without speaking.

Huang Zixia bowed to her again, then raised her head and said, "Your Majesty, the servant girl knows that he is a mortal person. What is the difference between when and where to die? I just don't know what charge the Queen will charge me? "

"Need a crime?" The Queen looked at her coldly, contemptuously as if looking down at an ant, "Do you know the biggest secret in this palace, is it a capital crime?"

"Naturally it is a capital crime." Huang Zixia said respectfully, looking up at her, "but now the slave and maid wants to tell Her Royal Highness, maybe after you listen to it, you will feel that there is still room for change."

"Say."

Huang Zixia heard her heart pounding so hard that she knew that her life was in this sentence. I hope that what Li Shubai told her would be useful.

She took a deep breath and whispered: "The slave girl still remembers that three years ago I was fourteen years old and I was summoned by the queen for the first time. At that time, you said to me, if I had a daughter, maybe as old as you, As cute as you."

Queen Wang’s gaze froze on her, her complexion changing in the light at this time, she was silent for a long time, and then slowly asked: "You...are the one from three years ago..."

She leaned down and knelt in front of the queen: "The sinner Huang Zixia, knock on her Royal Highness."

The Queen asked coldly: "Why do you show your own shortcomings to me when you know that I hate you and want you to die?"

"The secret of your Royal Highness has been forgiven by the emperor. I believe that the emperor and the queen have a deep relationship, and it is just around the corner to regain the love of the maid. The secret of the slave and maid is really a matter of life and death for the slave. The slave is willing to pay his own life. In the hands of Her Royal Highness, if her Royal Highness is worried that I will be against you in the future, he only needs to let out a word, and the slave and maid will be punished with ten thousand deaths. You don't need to do it yourself."

Queen Wang was silent, and looked at her solemn face for a long time, then slowly stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the faint light outside. Her side curve is graceful, like a white peony quietly opening in the dark night.

Huang Zixia looked at her side, wondering about the chance of her turning over in her heart. The sweat on her back hadn't dried yet, and the cold permeated her skin, making her feel chilly involuntarily.

I don’t know how long it took before she heard the voice of the King and Queen. It was not rushing, not light or heavy, and still the kind of graceful and low voice, resounding in the hall: "Do you think that you will send your own life? In my hands, I will sweep away all the things that you offended me before because I think you have something to use."

"Huang Zixian dare not!" She looked up at the Queen and said earnestly, "But I think Her Royal Highness must know the old things about Emperor Taizong and Wei Zheng, the friendship between Empress Wu and Shangguan Wan'er. Things change, and the hatred of the country and the family can change. As long as I can use it for you, what does the past have to do with it?"

Queen Wang walked slowly in front of her and looked down at her kneeling on the ground. Her eyes slid from her head, shoulders, and waist inch by inch. For a long time, this tyrannical woman suddenly uttered something inaudible. He sighed and said: "In this case, your life, I will hold it in my hand. If you can't let me drive in the future, I won't be late."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Queen!" Huang Zixian bowed her head, feeling that the cold sweat from her whole body had penetrated all the pores of her body. But she didn't dare to wipe it, so she just bowed her head motionlessly.

Queen Wang ignored her, stood in front of her for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "Huang Zixia, Huang Zixia...you can be regarded as meritorious to me."

Huang Zixian was stunned and looked at her with wide eyes.

"If it were not for you, perhaps I would never have known Xue Se's death in my life, let alone that she actually... died in my hands." She gritted her teeth and finally squeezed out those words with difficulty. Exhales a long breath, "If it wasn't for you to expose, maybe I would not know that I was so sinful until I met her in the ground after death... At that time, I really don't know what I used to see her... "

Huang Zixia was speechless, thinking in her heart, but what kind of face do you have to go to the underground to meet the Jin slave who has always respected you like the sky and loves you like a mother, and met the man who traveled thousands of miles and escorted her old daughter to Beijing in order to repay your kindness. Feng Nianniang?

"It's nothing...what's more." The Queen Wang turned around and sat down on the couch, pulled a brocade and leaned against the window, looked up at Geng Geng Xinghan outside the window, the palace lantern had exhausted its light, and the inverted Milky Way ran across the Tai Chi Palace. Above, the stars are like the tiniest dust, pouring into the sky.

Huang Zixia heard her voice, as if squeezed word by word from her heart and lungs, and said firmly and coldly: "Since I can climb to the highest point of the Daming Palace from the Kabuki theater, I will be able to return from the cold palace again. A day in the Daming Palace! This Great Tang, this world, the person who can crush me, has not yet been born!"

Huang Zixian knelt in front of her, with mixed feelings, and was speechless for a while.

And this tough woman, among the half-worn palace lanterns, in the lonely and silent ancient palace, lay looking at the galaxy outside the window. At this moment, she raised her hand to cover her face, and she also took some of the things that were about to fall off. Things are obliterated in their palms.

The palace leaks bit by bit, and no matter how long the night is, it will eventually pass. Geng Xinghe wants to dawn.

Huang Zixia silently squatted to her. When she wanted to get up and withdraw, she suddenly heard the whispering voice of the Queen, and slowly heard: "Huang Zixia, in your life, you have encountered a desperate situation that made you feel better than dead. ?"

Huang Zixia replied: "Yes...when all my parents and family members died, I was accused of being a murderer and arrested by the world. But I didn't want to die. Even if I die, I don't want to die on the charge of poisoning the whole family!"

"But I really had the moment... when I wanted to die." She lay quietly on the brocade, the densely woven and brilliantly embroidered seven-layered gauze covering her body, she was submerged in silk Surrounded by brocade, the black hair that is soft as a waterfall winds around her smoothly. Her plain face was exhausted and haggard.

"Have you... ever seen Xue Lu? She looks like me, is she really alike?"