mtlumby2d Chapter 134 Old things
Chapter 134 Old things
Has Zheng Jihua forgotten?
still is……
Yan Yun suddenly realized something, so she quickly put on her clothes and opened the door. The maids guarding the door were not used to keeping watch at night for a long time and were sitting on the steps dozing off.
They didn't see Yan Yun leave the house.
Yan Yun strode towards the study, which was locked with a large lock, and she did not have the key.
She looked at the old lady's house again and walked towards her courtyard.
Without a homeowner's yard, the security was extremely lax.
Yan Yun went straight into the old lady's room.
She blew on the tinder she had brought with her before she could see what was around her.
The cabinet in the old lady's room was also secured with a large lock.
However, Yan Yun's target was not the cabinet, but the area under the old lady's bed.
Yan Yun had seen it by chance before. The old lady always had her hand on the bed, as if she was worried about something. Yan Yun hadn't thought much of it before, but now he saw that there were flaws everywhere.
She reached out and tapped it; it was hollow underneath.
Yan Yun reached out and peeled off the wooden board.
By the light of the tinderbox in his hand, he saw what was inside.
Inside, there was a small wooden figure with a note attached.
Yan Yun didn't read the note, but just looking at the little figure made him very suspicious. Silver needles were stuck in it, and its limbs were bound by reddish-black ropes.
Yan Yun immediately unfolded the paper attached to it and saw his birth date and time, which was indeed Yan Yun's. A talisman was drawn on it with blood.
Yan Yun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
She clearly knew that neither the old lady nor the concubine were good people, so what grudge or resentment did the old lady hold against her?
The limbs bound by the red rope, just like Yan Yun's corpse, were all bitten off.
Yan Yun picked up the letter below; it had been so long that the handwriting was no longer legible.
If Yan Yun, who was illiterate before, hadn't known, he naturally wouldn't have understood. But now, because he met Mr. Shu and the others, he can understand it.
It was a letter from someone claiming to be an immortal.
In his letter, he told the old lady that Zheng Jihua was facing three major tribulations in his life. If he did not want to die young, he would have to have someone take his place and exchange his life for another. The letter contained the birth chart he had calculated, which was exactly the same as Yan Yun's birth chart.
She was not Zheng Jihua's willing wife; she was only married to take his place.
Yan Yun smiled.
So it turns out that she died because of this letter. Who was this so-called immortal? Since he could tell Zheng Jihua's fortune, did he foresee that he would return like this?
Yan Yun also didn't know who this so-called immortal was. If he wanted to find him, he could only do so by finding the old lady.
That letter was the beginning of all my suffering, pushing me step by step into it.
He believed that his death was caused by the combined efforts of the old lady, his concubine Zheng Jihua, and himself.
No harm to the family.
Yan Yun had once thought Zheng Jihua was unwilling to help her parents, but now, seeing the property deed in his study, she realized that the things the Zheng family had been hiding from her were far more than just a small matter.
Yan Yun looked at the wooden figure in her hand and put it back under the wooden board where the old woman had hidden it.
But as she looked at the birth date and time written on the paper, an idea suddenly came to her mind.
She stared at her fingers, searching for what she wanted in the old lady's courtyard and house, and found an embroidery needle.
Yan Yun placed the tinderbox on the ground.
He raised the needle and stabbed it down hard into his own hand.
When blood beaded on her fingers, she gripped the paper tightly and wrote Zheng Jihua's birth date and time onto the yellow paper with her blood.
She also rewound all the red ropes that she had untied.
If these tricks were truly so effective, then Zheng Jihua should also suffer the same pain as me.
After finishing these tasks, Yan Yun left the old lady's courtyard.
Just as Yan Yun pushed open the door, there was already someone standing outside.
Yan Yun was startled by her figure, but only for a moment. After all, he had died once, and if there were really ghosts or monsters, they should be the ones afraid of him.
Yan Yun looked at the person but felt that he was somewhat unfamiliar.
The man lowered his head to Yan Yun.
"Miss must be missing the old lady, that's why she came to the old lady's courtyard."
Upon hearing him call her "Miss," Yan Yun guessed that he was a servant in the manor.
Yan Yun didn't need to do much with her; she simply walked back to her room.
Shu Shu woke up because she couldn't sleep soundly and found no one beside her, so she started crying. The maids tried to comfort her.
Nan Yunjing heard her crying and stood in the courtyard, but because of the difference between men and women, he did not come over.
He saw Yan Yun walk back from the courtyard and was not surprised.
When Shu Shu saw Yan Yun return, she hugged her tightly. "Sister, you were gone! I was so scared!"
Yan Yun patted her on the back.
After all, the Zheng family mansion belongs to Zheng Jihua, so it's not a big deal for Zheng Ning'er to go out for a stroll.
Shu Shu pouted, feeling wronged, and lay down with Yan Yun again. She leaned against Yan Yun's arm, determined not to let go this time.
Although the little dumpling is very cute, it greatly restricts Yan Yun's movements.
Yan Yun returned to prepare to go up the mountain again to bring back the gold and silver jewelry he had hidden.
Although the pawnshop also had some, it was nothing compared to the things I had hidden away.
Now, however, he has a woman named Shu Shu by his side.
I can't move at all.
As soon as Yan Yun disappears, she cries and wakes up everyone outside.
This is not good news; we'll have to think of another solution.
Yan Yun didn't sleep well that night either. Knowing too much made him feel like a stone was pressing on his heart.
Qing'er came to help early in the morning. She was indeed quite tired these past few days and fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.
And just as they finished resting and were having breakfast.
The manager sent someone to deliver the items.
"Miss, someone has delivered a letter to you."
Yan Yun took the letter, opened it, and saw the familiar handwriting.
It is Ru Qing's courtesy name.
Ru Qing wrote, "Miss, please wait for me for three more days."
If we include the time it took to send the letter, Ru Qing had already set off.
Yan Yun's suppressed mood was somewhat dispelled by Ru Qing's news.
After all, Ruqing was the first person she had trained, and she didn't want her to just follow Lu Yan like that. But she owed Lu Yan, so she let Ruqing make a choice.
Seeing that Ru Qing had chosen to follow him, Yan Yun's heart was filled with excitement.
As soon as Ru Qing arrived, she went to take back Fengyulou.
Nan Yunjing and Shu Shu clearly noticed her change.
"Sister, where are we going today?"
Yan Yun wrote down the name of Shuyuan.
Now that Zheng Jihua is not at home, I can arrange for my subordinates to follow me without having to manage anything.
Yan Yun then planned to send Shu Shu to Han Shu's place first.
Shu Shu threw a tantrum.
She said she wanted to wander around the neighborhood; she had finally gotten out and didn't want to stay cooped up in that gloomy place.
Yan Yun pointed to Nan Yunjing and said that if they wanted to travel, they could go with Nan Yunjing.
Shu Shu understood Yan Yun's meaning.
"Sister, aren't you coming with us?"
Yan Yun wrote down that she had something to do, and Shu Shu could only agree.
Yan Yun followed them out of the Zheng residence. She told Qing'er to tell the steward that they were going to Shu Garden and that no one needed to follow them.