When Zhang Yan saw that the fairy had disappeared, he looked at Jiang Qingfan with a reproachful look, but he did not leave. He just sat there without eating, and from time to time he would glance at Jiang Qingfan's cuffs, as if he could recognize Jun Li in this way.
Jiang Qingfan stood up. When Yun San saw him stand up, he also hurriedly put down his chopsticks. Jiang Qingfan turned his head, his pointed chin was sharp. After he looked at Yun San, Yun San knew what he meant.
"Madam Zhang, our Immortal Lord needs to go to other places in the mansion to check the situation."
Old Lady Zhang felt disappointed. Seeing that her son was distracted after seeing Jun Li, she cursed her in her heart as a cheap vixen. However, she didn't dare to say it directly because Jiang Qingfan was there, so she had to nod her head. She picked up the gold-inlaid white jade chopsticks, picked up a piece of smoked meat and stuffed it into her mouth.
Jiang Qingfan walked out with a graceful figure, which made the maids around him look at him with golden eyes.
Zhang Yan also hurriedly stood up, not caring about the chair that had overturned, but he kept shouting, "Wait for me, Immortal Lord. I want to go with you."
Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she was speechless. She threw her chopsticks on the table and kept muttering, "You useless thing, just like your short-lived father."
The servants listened to her words with their heads down, not daring to speak.
The Zhang Mansion is uniquely decorated. The left half looks very lively, with many servants walking around, lush trees, flowers and plants, and from time to time you can hear the chirping of the parrots raised in the mansion. However, when you walk to the other half of the Zhang Mansion, the scenery changes completely. Several courtyards in a row are empty, and the flowers and plants outside are withered, with only some withered stems on the ground.
This situation really deserved attention. Jiang Qingfan was accompanied by a servant who led the way, so he asked about this matter. Before the servant could speak, Zhang Yan, who had been following Jiang Qingfan, rushed to answer: "Your Majesty, you don't know, my mother is jealous. Back then, my father had eight concubines, if not ten, and they were all beautiful. Especially Jian Mingxuan, with her figure and appearance, she was first-class. Any man who saw her would be fascinated by her. What a pity..."
Zhang Yan almost drooled. He had been coveting Jian Mingxuan for a long time, but he still couldn't get her.
Jiang Qingfan's gaze fell on him, and there was clearly no extra emotion in her eyes, but Zhang Yan was still a little scared.
He shuddered and added, "Of course, it can't compare to the fairies around you, Immortal Lord."
Jiang Qingfan's eyes shifted away from him, and Zhang Yan continued to talk about the incident. "Later, those concubines always had inexplicable miscarriages, or died in strange ways. Over time, almost all the concubines living in this area died. Because it was unlucky, no one came here. Without new people coming into the mansion, this place became desolate. It's weird, to say the least. Later, I found out it was my mother's fault. Because of this, my father didn't come home every other day, and he was out having a blast. Two days ago, he finally brought home a little beauty, but he died."
Zhang Yan is also a simple-minded person. He only cares about his own happiness and even scolds and laughs at his own parents.
After listening to this, Jiang Qingfan walked towards one of the courtyards.
The gate of the yard was covered with dust. It was originally a vermilion door, but now it has turned gray. Even standing here, he could feel a sense of resentment, but it was not strong enough. It should be the resentment and unwillingness left by the owner of the yard on his deathbed.
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