Slowly Deep Love

Li Hengying looked Yue Weiwei up and down in confusion, then said slowly: "Sister-in-law, you seem like an outsider."

She glanced at Li Hengying and thought: I'm in!

"Sister-in-law, you've changed a little since you lost your memory."

Change?

A little more?

Yue Weiwei was a little interested.

She asked, “Was I like this before?”

"You used to be more indifferent, not so passionate and lively, and you wouldn't seek death!"

When Li Hengying mentioned "seeking death", a look of disgust appeared on her face.

Yue Weiwei rolled her eyes and asked, "Has Lin Yuan ever tried to commit suicide?"

"Hey! My sister-in-law is so smart."

"Why is she trying to commit suicide?" Yue Weiwei became curious again.

"I also heard that not long after you married into the Taiwei Mansion, she started to commit suicide."

The crying child gets the milk!

"Let's not talk about her anymore, it's just a bummer!" Yue Weiwei slapped the table, stood up and walked to the window.

She looked out through the gap.

I couldn’t tell whether I wanted to see the two maids or to see if Qianyin had come back.

"Sister-in-law, what kind of person do you think my brother likes?"

Yue Weiwei was watching carefully and couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

She turned around and asked, "You've been with him for more than ten years, and you're asking me?"

Yue Weiwei walked back slowly, calculating as she walked.

Minglu and Li Hengan’s acquaintance should be counted from the day they got married.

"I have only known your brother for less than three months!"

"Outsiders see things more clearly, don't they?" said Li Hengying.

Yue Weiwei stopped where she was, a little surprised.

Li Hengying regarded her as an outsider!

I really acted too calm and indifferent!

Yue blinked slightly, lowered his head, turned around, and walked towards the window again.

A married woman, whose husband doesn't love her, looks indifferent!

It’s really inappropriate!

People with vision think that she puts the overall situation first and is very courageous.

In the eyes of ordinary people, she is probably a heartless woman.

Yue Weiwei thought: Which one would Li Hengying be?

At this time, there was a noise outside the door.

She didn't turn around and said, "Stay here, I'll go see what happened."

Yue Weiwei pushed the door open and saw two servants carrying a box and walking with great difficulty.

She stepped forward and asked, "What's in this box?"

"To Madam Ming, these are some old things."

"What old stuff?"

"Some books and pens, and a few cloth bags."

Yue Weiwei walked over and the servant put the box on the ground.

She asked again: "Where should this box be moved to?"

"Madam Ming, these things need to be burned."

burn?

Yue Weiwei opened her eyes wide and stared at the box, as if she could see through the box with her X-ray eyes.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

She lifted the lid of the box and hit it against the wooden board on the side of the box several times.

A pile of books were thrown in a mess, a few brushes were lying in a haphazard manner, and the corners of the cloth bag were vaguely visible. The fabric had faded due to washing.

Whose stuff is so old?

Yue Weiwei reached out to turn the page of the book, but a servant quickly stopped her.

"Mrs. Ming, be careful not to dirty your hands with these old things!"

At this point, her fingers were stretched out.

Thinking about Minglu's identity, she could only stiffly curl her fingers back into her palm.

Yue Weiwei was unwilling to accept it and asked, "Whose old things are these?"

"Mrs. Ming, they are a few poor scholars. They don't come to Xueshan Hall anymore."

Her heart tightened. Could it be Luo Zhuangzhou?

But he pretended to be calm and asked, "Why don't you come?"

"The little one doesn't know."

Yue Weiwei recalled the disaster.

Li Hengan was so ruthless that he not only drove Luo Zhuangzhou away, but also took the opportunity to eliminate several poor students.

"Since those students are not coming, why not return it to them? Why burn it?" Yue Weiwei asked in confusion.

The servant sighed and said, "Who would care about their things?"

She looked through the box carefully and suddenly found half of the word "Luo".

Look at that corner of the book, it is already worn out.

Yue Weiwei's heart moved.

Since it's going to be burned, I might as well keep it for myself.

While she was racking her brains to find a solution, she saw Qianyin running towards her hurriedly with a cloak in her hand.

Suddenly an idea came to my mind.

Yue Weiwei shouted loudly: "Qianyin, quickly have someone bring the sedan chair in."

Then he anxiously said to the two servants, "First, move the box to the side, so that it doesn't block the sedan chair of the third young lady."

A servant hurried to lift the lid.

Yue Weiwei immediately stopped him: "Don't worry about the lid, just pull it aside quickly, these old books are not as important as the Third Young Miss!"

The two servants panicked. One pulled and the other pushed, and the box was pulled to the side and put away.

Yue Weiwei stared at the book again and said, "You two go and take a look, can you help?"

The two men nodded hurriedly and ran towards the door.

Seeing that they were going far away, Yue Weiwei quickly bent down, took out the book, rolled it up and put it in her sleeve.

She looked at the door and walked over calmly.

At this time, Qianyin walked in, followed by several servants carrying a sedan chair.

Yue Weiwei stepped forward and took the cloak, saying, "Qianyin, I'll let Miss Three change her cloak first, you guys just wait at the door."

She walked steadily towards the classroom, passed the box and took another look.

The two servants had already closed the lid and lifted it up to leave.

Yue Weiwei touched the book in her sleeve and breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked into the classroom. Li Hengying was sitting in a seat at the side, looking at a pot of green plants in front of her.

"Hengying, the thick cloak is here, change into it quickly." Yue Weiwei said as she walked to the flowerpot.

Li Hengying raised her head, pointed at the flowers and said, "Sister-in-law, this pot of flowers has a story."

"Oh?"

Yue Weiwei turned his head to look.

This plant grows lush and upright, with large, emerald green leaves and distinct veins.

She touched the leaf and asked, "Who grew this? It's growing so well."

"This potted plant was planted by my brother. He has been taking good care of it for ten years."

"Li Hengtu?"

Yue Weiwei wasn't sure which brother it was, so she asked.

Li Hengying burst out laughing.

She looked at Yue Weiwei and nodded.

Yue Weiwei felt a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject, asking, "What is the name of this green plant?"

“Bird of Paradise.”

Yue Weiwei sat down and said, "This is a really nice name."

He looked at Li Hengying again and asked, "Where are your flowers?"

"Oh! My flowers died a long time ago! I planted two pots of flowers here in a row, and they both died. I don't want to keep them anymore." Li Hengying said dejectedly.

"Ha ha……"

Yue smiled and patted her arm, saying, "Don't be sad. You are not the only one who can't grow flowers. I can't keep them alive either. I've even killed a cactus with water."

"Is there a cactus in Qingxiang Pavilion?" Li Hengying asked.

Yue Weiwei was shocked and let the cat out of the bag!

"Oh! There are no cacti in Qingxiang Pavilion. I have a vague memory that I raised one before."

"Sister-in-law, was that what happened in Ming Mansion? Do you still remember a little bit?" Li Hengying seemed very excited.

I feel really guilty today! I just stole a book and now I have to make up a lie.

Yue Weiwei pretended to be in deep thought, thought for a while, and said, "It could be a dream! After losing my memory, my brain feels quite empty. I don't know if it's true or not."

Li Hengying stared into her eyes, and Yue Weiwei turned her head to look at the bird of paradise.