Chapter 43: The Depths of Yunheng [2]
However, except for the absence of plum blossoms and swing frames, the other scenes are exactly the same as those in the Yunheng Courtyard, and the ground is full of fallen leaves, a mess.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Yun Weiyang chuckled in his heart, don't think about it, Aunt Wu's family must have had an accident.
However, what happened and why did Hua Yuheng and Aunt Wu's family disappear at the same time, can it be said......
Yun Weiyang raised his head suddenly, could it be that Yun Xiangrong and Feng Jinrui did it again?
But it's not right to think about it, although Hua Yuheng has lived here for five years, the original owner has always kept it a secret, and others don't know that there is still Hua Yuheng.
Well, only one person is left to know......
Thinking of this, Yun Weiyang's eyes instantly turned cold.
These days, she also thought about the fact that the original owner was caught in Qiushui Villa before, but after thinking about it, she only got one result, that is, the original owner was betrayed by her most trusted and intimate person, and that person was the original owner's personal maid Shui'er.
Hmph, it's betrayal again, she was betrayed by Lian Xi in her previous life, and now she ......
A fist slammed into the courtyard door, and Yun Weiyang's eyes became more and more cold.
It seems that it is necessary for her to meet this servant girl named Shui'er for a while, she wants to see how a stinky girl who is bold and rebellious.
Returning to Yun Heng Courtyard, Yun Weiyang stood quietly in the courtyard and began to look at the courtyard carefully-
She remembered that the name Yun Heng Yuan was chosen from one of the names of the original owner and Hua Yuheng, and the words on the door plate were written by Yu Heng when he was ten years old.
She remembered that the old swing frame was pierced by the original owner five years ago, and at that time, she accidentally cut her finger and shed a lot of blood, and was scolded by Hua Yuheng for being clumsy.
She remembered that the plum tree in the corner of the courtyard was a small sapling that the original owner and Hua Yuheng secretly dug in the Qinmei Garden together, and then planted it with their own hands, loosening the soil for it, watering it, and fertilizing it.
She still remembers that the original owner and Hua Yuheng ate together, drank tea together, read books together, and squinted in the sun together on the stone table.
There are many, many more, she remembers them clearly, as if it was originally what she herself had experienced bit by bit, every minute, every second, every scene, was deeply engraved in her mind, becoming an imprint that will never go away.
And now, the real second lady of the Yun family, Yun Weiyang, has died, so if she inherits her body, she must seek justice for her.
There is also Hua Yuheng, which must also be recovered.
She never likes to owe anyone!
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On the second day, the weather was excellent, with a faint southerly breeze.
Xianlaiju Tea House.
Yun Weiyang is still dressed in white men's clothes, and the red marks left by the wound on his face are already very good, even if he looks closer, he can't see it.
For this, her admiration for Hua Jingyin's medical skills couldn't help but deepen a few points.
Sitting quietly by the window on the second floor, Yun Weiyang's eyes glanced at the pedestrians coming and going on the street downstairs, and when a figure in a pink dress appeared in sight, the thin lips of cherry red immediately hooked a cold arc.