Not long after, Ziyun led the two of them to a guest room, "Miss Lin, how do you find this room?"
The original owner of this room was an Elder from the Hu Family, and its location was the closest to the courtyard, so close that one could almost see through the windows.
Originally, it was meant to facilitate the Elder's supervision of the servants in the courtyard.
Now that something felt off, Ziyun chose this place on purpose.
"It has a classic and elegant charm, truly a rare gem of a house."
Gazing at the antique bed, Lin Mei jokingly remarked in surprise, "This bed is made of gold-threaded nanmu, it's as luxurious as gold. I don't have the fortune to sleep on it."
"If you like it, feel free to stay here. Anyway, the original owner is already dead."
Ning Fan smiled but left the last sentence unsaid.
Ning Fan vaguely remembered that the owner of this bed died from having their heart pulse shattered by one of his palms, with blood flowing from seven orifices.
