The Golden Hairpin

When he went to Zhou Ziqin's house to change his clothes back, Huang Zixia said goodbye to him, brought up Zhou Ziqin's skull, and prepared to return to the palace of Kui.

When Zhou Ziqin sent her out of the house, he couldn't help asking her: "Are you going to tell Dali Temple about Dicui and Brother Zhang?"

Huang Zixian shook her head and said, "Not ready."

Zhou Ziqin breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Yes, Di Cui...very poor."

"If you kill people because you are poor, what does the court need to do with the law?" Huang Zixia said slowly, staring at the sun slanting west of the sky, and then said again, "But she and Brother Zhang, even though they have Suspects, but there is no definite evidence, so it is not appropriate to bring them to interrogation directly."

Zhou Ziqin sighed and pouted depressedly to look at her.

She stopped ignoring him and said: "This is a murder case, don't be arrogant. I will inform the people in Dali Temple to keep an eye on Lu Zhiyuan, Di Cui and Zhang Er Ge. You are not allowed to report!"

"Yes..." Zhou Ziqin looked at her pitifully as she walked out of her sight with the bag containing the skull and restored head, and couldn't help but feel even more depressed.

Carrying the bag back to the palace of Kui, when the concierge saw Huang Zixia getting off the car, he ran down and eagerly picked up the bag in her hand: "Duke Yang, you are coming back! The prince has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"No, thank you, I'll do it myself." Huang Zixia hurriedly took care of the bag in her hands-nonsense, if the contents inside were discovered, wouldn't she be scolded or sick in the future in Prince Kui's Mansion? "Wang Ye wait for me?"

"Yeah, I originally said that I was waiting for you to come back to Jingyutang, but in the end I couldn't wait. The prince went to the concierge to sit and wait for you."

Huang Zixia was taken aback. I don't know what's going on. It is worthwhile for Li Shubai to sit in the concierge and wait for her. She hurried in with the head of the person and took a look. Sure enough, several concierges stood tremblingly, and Lord Kui sat in there alone reading the documents. There were only a few left in the thick pile.

She hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Slaves deserve death."

He ignored him, turned a page slowly, and asked, "What's the guilt?"

"The slave servant... forgot what the prince... told me last night."

"What's the matter?" He slowly flipped through a page of essays again.

Huang Zixia had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "The nobleman has an appointment."

"If you don't mention it, this king also forgot." He read the last page of the essay, then folded it on the table, and finally raised his eyelid to give her a look. His gaze was as cold as his expression, and he couldn't see anything, but it made Huang Zixia's scalp numb, and an ominous premonition rose in his chest.

Jing Yu behind him helped Li Shubai pack up the official documents. He picked it up and went out across Huang Zixia without even looking at her.

Huang Zixian bit his scalp and walked forward behind him. When he saw that he was on the carriage that had been parked there, he felt that things were strange and asked, "Master, is this... going to Tai Chi Palace?"

"What am I going to do in Tai Chi Palace?" He looked cold, and glanced at her. "I'm so busy. Every day, here and there are things. How can I take care of you."

"Yes..." She had a guilty conscience, and quickly bowed her head to express her guilt.

"Come up." He said coldly again.

Huang Zixia said "Ah".

"Liu Bu Yamen before Tai Chi Palace can take you for a ride."

"Oh...Thank you, Lord." She responded bitterly, with no real feelings at all. Is this unclear? Being caught by Li Shubai, there must be something for her along the way.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was really suppressed.

Even the little fish in the colored glaze lamp was buried deep in the water wittily, and didn't dare to move, lest it disturb the most terrifying king Kui of the Tang Dynasty.

Along the way, in the afternoon, the daylight faintly penetrates through the gaps between the windows of the carriage as the carriage moves. Occasionally, a ray of light shone on Li Shubai's face, and the golden light made the outline of his facial features appear more three-dimensional and deep, a kind of alienation that was out of reach.

Huang Zixia was still peeking at his expression, but she heard him suddenly ask: "In the princess mansion, did you see that Yu Xuan?"

She knew that this interrogation on the carriage was essential, but she never expected that the first sentence he said was like this. She was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated: "Yes, when I was in the princess mansion this morning, I saw him come to visit."

Li Shubai squinted his eyes and looked at her slightly, and saw that although there was a slight sentimental depression in her expression, it did not seem obvious.

Li Shubai looked at her expression, frowning almost invisibly. He stared at her for a long time, and his voice became gloomy because of the lowering: "What do you think?"

Huang Zixia suddenly understood. What he asked was the ambiguity between Princess Tongchang and Yu Xuan.

Suddenly, all the calmness and calmness seemed to be defeated by the burning heat of her forehead. She spoke, but she didn't understand what she was talking about: "This is the matter of the prince and niece, and the slave and maid dare not care."

Li Shubai glanced at her lightly, but suddenly laughed, but his eyes were still cold, and the only thing that looked like a smile, that is, the corners of his lips, raised an arc that looked like a smile but didn't smile: "Fast and frustrated."

Huang Zixian opened her mouth, wanting to sneer, but under the eaves, she relied on him to pay her salary-even though it was pitiful-and she was so desperate to stick to this person. How could she give up all her efforts?

Therefore, she could only lower her eyes, turned her face to the side, and whispered: "Thank you, the lord for reminding me that the slave and maid knew...I and him are in the past, and it is estimated that we will never be together again in this life."

"If the truth of your parents' case becomes clear, does he know he misunderstood you?" he asked rhetorically.

Huang Zi Xia stunned for a while, and then said: "Wait for that day, let's talk about it."

Li Shubai didn't say a word, only raised his hand to take the colored glaze lamp, and flicked his finger on the colored glaze wall. With a clear sound, the small red fish inside was startled, and they moved up and down in the water, scurrying around.

He watched coldly, his fingers flicked in the air seven more times, and the little red fish became completely silent. Li Shubai put the bottle on the small table and flicked the glass cup again with his hand, so Xiaoyu was frightened again and started swimming in panic.

Huang Zixian looked at him in surprise, wondering what he meant by teasing the fish like this.

Li Shubai didn’t even look at her, but said indifferently: “A long time ago, someone told me that Xiaoyu’s memory only has seven snaps. Whether you treat it well or not, after seven snaps, it will be forgotten. What you did to it."

Huang Zixian silently turned his gaze from Xiaoyu's body to his face, but saw that his expression was still so cold, even without expression, always cold.

His gaze fell on her, staring at her quietly, and his voice was cold and slow: "So, even if I like a fish, what's the point. No matter how I put my heart, but as long as seven fingers, it will Forget me. When it swings its tail and rushes back to its own world, it won't turn its head back."

Huang Zixian looked at him suspiciously. When he seemed to understand but not understand, he had already turned his gaze back and asked: "You have been running around for a day today. What gains have you gained?"

Huang Zixia was confused by his jumping thinking. He didn't understand why he was talking about one thing, and suddenly why he jumped to another thing, as if she didn't want her to figure out the meaning of her words.

So she was taken aback for a moment, and then she told her what she had seen and heard in the Princess's Mansion, Lu's Fragrant Candle Shop, and Zhang Xingying's house one by one, except that she skipped the meeting with Yu Xuan.

When she finished speaking, the carriage had already arrived at Tai Chi Palace.

Li Shubai got off the car with her, saw her picking up the bag, and asked, "What is this?"

She opened a gap in the bag, revealing the skull inside to show him.

He is so obsessed with cleanliness, so he didn't stretch out his hand, just glanced at it, and asked, "Why are you also suffering from Zhou Ziqin's disease, so carry this kind of thing with you?"

She carefully stuffed the bones back into the bag and said, "It's for the King and Queen. I hope she can be more forgiving to me for the sake of this gift."

Li Shubai finally frowned and asked, "Cheng Xuese?"

Huang Zixia nodded.

Li Shubai frowned more tightly: "Why is it in your hands?"

"A word is hard to say... Anyway, I think it would be better to bring it in and give it to the Queen." She could only answer like this.

Li Shubai was not interested in asking any more, just said: "If you want to survive, don't bring it in."

Huang Zixian looked at him in surprise and blinked.

"The queen's temperament, I know better than you. I don't think she will thank you for it. On the contrary, if this touches some of her heart wounds, I think you may encounter suffering that you can't bear." He said Then, I got out of the car, "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Huang Zixia looked at the bag, closed the mouth of the bag with a wry smile, and stuffed it into the cabinet under the seat, where she had been hiding.

Li Shubai took her to Tai Chi Palace together, and the two of them motioned to the guards to follow far behind, walking slowly all the way, talking in a low voice.

After listening to her story, Li Shubai asked, "So, now the suspects should be the three of Lu and Zhang Xingying?"

"It is not clear, but it is obvious that the suspicions of these three people have surfaced. However, from the point of view of the modus operandi, Lu Zhiyuan had an alibi at the time, and Zhang Xingying and Di Cui’s mutual testimony had problems, but they had to be confirmed. There seems to be a lack of evidence for the killing of Wei Ximin."

"Wei Ximin disrespects ghosts and gods, right?"

"Yes, the people in the princess mansion mentioned that one is that he has always disrespected ghosts and gods, and the other is that he has headaches and is the most annoying to go to crowded and noisy places, and the third is that he has disappeared the night before he died. I think the previous one The late disappearance may be a major clue to this case. Therefore, the next step should start with his whereabouts the night before."

"Yeah." Li Shubai nodded, expressing affirmation of her idea.

He sent her to the gate of the inner palace. It was getting late, and the sky above Tai Chi Palace and Chang'an City was full of brilliant sunset clouds, which made their faces very bright. They also dragged out the radiant and scattered figures behind them, blending together, looking very illusory.

In such a messy and illusory halo, Li Shubai looked at the Lizheng Hall ahead and gestured to her, "Go in."

She nodded, took two steps, then looked back at him: "Won't the prince go to the Yamen yet?"

Sunlight came from behind him, and he stood still in the cloud-like glow of the sky, looking at her with a pair of clear eyes: "The sunset is brilliant, the sunset is gorgeous, I want to see it here for a while."

She saluted him, turned around and walked a few steps, and couldn't help but look back at him.

He was still standing there, gazing at the sunset with his hands in his hand, like a towering Yushan, always standing behind her, just where he could see it as soon as he turned around.