Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 113 Hairpin
Tang Heng put down the tall stack of books, and then gestured to the door: "Come in."

"Yes." Immediately, several young officials came up, holding a stack of documents half the height of a person in their hands.

Soon, the entire lobby of the government office was flooded with materials as high as several hills.

Tang Heng smiled and said: "Hey, Miss Zhao, these are all household registration files from the third year of the Yuan Dynasty. Dozens of people from our household have checked them all night, but there are still so many unread ones left. Miss, if you read them If you get over it, you can continue to help check the fourth, fifth, and sixth years of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty..."

Zhao Xiwei stared dumbfounded at the pile of files in front of him, and when he was about to say "seven", he quickly interrupted: "No, thank you Mr. Tang, I just read these enough."

"Then girl, take your time." Tang Heng bowed to Li Xuanye again, "I won't bother Your Highness."

Only Zhao Xiwei and Li Xuanye were left in the room.

The room was silent.

Hucao Yamen Office is close to Honglu Temple, and from time to time, envoys speaking in a foreign language hurried past the door, making the atmosphere inside even more serious and indifferent.

Even the sunlight outside the window was a little timid, it slanted in through the bamboo curtain and fell on Li Xuanye's sleeves.

He was wearing an exquisite black brocade robe, with dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread on the neckline and sleeves. Under the refraction of the sun, the calm and restrained black and the bright and sharp gold echoed each other.

Gold suppresses the dullness of black, and black suppresses the splendor of gold, so that the two contradictory colors on him don't make people feel abrupt, but instead make them complement each other.

Zhao Xiwei was a little taken aback.

She flipped through the book quickly, and the dust she brought up danced wantonly in the sun, but her eyes kept an eye on Li Xuanye when she had time.

For some reason, Li Xuanye felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

She thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't remember why.

He sat under the window, casually picked up a booklet and flipped through it at an extremely fast speed, but his calm expression and focused eyes never changed, as if nothing could distract him except the piles of materials. attention.

Zhao Xiwei couldn't help thinking secretly.

I heard that the prince started to take care of the government at the age of thirteen or fourteen, so he must have learned the power of the emperor very early, or he was used to facing civil and military officials very early, so he has this kind of majesty and calmness that surpasses his peers Bar.

His fingers are slender and well-proportioned, with well-defined joints. Just holding the book with one hand like this is enough to highlight the strength of those knuckles. It is an irresistible strength and stability, as if anything is grasped by him There is no escape anymore.

Zhao Xiwei's eyes froze again.

Why, even his fingers feel so familiar?
Did they have an intersection?

As soon as this thought flashed, Zhao Xiwei immediately denied it.

Who is the prince, who is he, how can there be any intersection!
She shook her head, picked up another book and read it carefully.

It was so easy to forget this inexplicable association, but there was a knock on the table from above, and he left a simple four words: "Remember?"

Zhao Xiwei didn't expect it, his fingers stiffened in fright, and he almost dropped the book in his hand on the ground. When he looked up in a panic, he saw a smile that seemed to be not a smile at the corner of his mouth. There was a bit of soft light.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but fortunately, he just asked casually and had no other intentions.

But the next moment my nerves tensed again: What did he say? ?What do you think of?
Thinking this way in my mind, but when I met his meaningful gaze, my heart thumped again.

The roots of his ears burned for no reason.

She slowly touched her cheek with her fingers, and after a moment of trance, her heart suddenly became alert.

She closed the book in her hand, suppressed the doubts in her heart, and looked at Li Xuanye's eyes clear: "I don't know what your highness is referring to?"

Li Xuanye was quite surprised to see her calm and calm face, then turned his gaze back to the book in his hand, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, I just asked how your progress is."

"Here." Zhao Xiwei pointed to the two piles of books in front of him and said in frustration, "I've read them all, but I still haven't found the household registration file about the third lady."

Seeing her seeming to forget everything, Li Xuanye's eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "It's okay, anyway, Tang Heng owes Cui Yutang a favor, as his sister, you just come to check every day It doesn't matter."

Zhao Xi's eyes widened in confusion.

What did you say wrong?
She thought about it, but she didn't know where her last sentence was wrong.

Could it be that he disliked his slow progress and wasted his precious time?
That's right, this is His Royal Highness the crown prince, but he sacrificed an afternoon to accompany him to stay in Hucao to read documents...

But... She changed her mind again, and she couldn't help but think a little, but the person who brought her here in the first place was Cui Yutang, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can leave it alone...

The more he thought about it, the more inexplicable his face became.

That's all, whoever called him His Highness the Crown Prince can give cold face to whomever he wants.

Based on the principle that if you say more, you will be wrong, and if you don't say it, you will be right, so she had to lower her head and continue to bury herself in the pile of materials.

The room was silent again, save for the rustling of pages turning.

The difference is that Zhao Xiwei's nerves became tighter, and he was always paying attention to Li Xuanye's expression, fearing that if he was not careful, he would completely offend this cold-faced Buddha.

But he didn't continue to say anything, just flipped through the books and materials on the case table.

After an unknown amount of time, the cold-faced Buddha spoke again: "Do you remember this thing?"

Zhao Xiwei raised his head from the hill, and saw a familiar hairpin in his hand.

"My hairpin!"

Zhao Xiwei's heart surged with the joy of regaining what was lost. He was so surprised that he even forgot the etiquette. When I found it, I couldn’t find any place to find it, and it didn’t take much effort to get it!”

This hairpin is not a valuable thing, but it was made on the day of Jiji, when Mother sold ten sets of embroidery and entrusted someone from a jewelry shop to make it custom-made.

At first, I just liked its workmanship, but after my mother died of illness, this hairpin became her only thought.

After waking up, she found that the hairpin was missing, she was so anxious that she shed tears, but Jinxiu comforted her, saying that since this hairpin has your name engraved on it, if someone picks it up, she will definitely return it.

At that time, she still felt hopeless, the palace was so big, a hairpin fell on the ground like a stone sinking into the sea, how could anyone pick it up.

(End of this chapter)