705 Meditation Dust 2

When I got home, I saw the message sent by Emperor Shao. There were not too many words, only a simple sentence: "My baby is really the best."

Ye Yunxi subconsciously hooked the corner of his mouth, put the phone aside, and closed his eyes to sleep.

The ghost fire quietly appeared, secretly absorbing the yin energy. If you compare it carefully, you will find that the ghost fire now is bigger than before.

At this time, the Yan family.

Zhou Miaoyin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the swimming pool in the back garden under the night light.

The clarity of the water reflected the swaying lights, as if even the air was sparking a little ripple.

"Aunt Zhou, father invites you to come."

Yan Rong pushed open the door expressionlessly, and Zhou Miaoyin's expressionless face brought a soft smile the moment he turned his head.

"Ah Rong, you can actually call me mom."

Zhou Miaoyin came over with a smile, and her weak and boneless fingertips stuck to Yan Rong's handsome face.

Yan Rong stepped back half an inch and silently refused.

Zhou Miaoyin retracted her hand, clenched her fist tightly, and said with a smile on her face, "Forget it, I won't force you, I'll go see your father."

Looking at her back, Yan Rong lowered his gaze.

"Master, this is what you want, Ye Yunxi's information."

Zhao Heng handed over a document and respectfully handed it to Yan Rong.

"Master, Aunt Zhou is a very shrewd person. If the master fails and the master takes over the Yan family, my subordinates hope that you can take back all the rights, master."

Yan Rong didn't say a word. He just looked at the information in his hand blankly, and then maintained his reading posture, and asked, "Do you think this woman Zhou Miaoyin will have true feelings for her children?"

Zhao Heng was stunned for a moment.

Why do you ask this, sir?

"From today's Sword of Empire Review Meeting, this woman is so vicious that she can kill her own children without hesitation."

Only then did Yan Rong look up, his eyes gloomy, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master?"

"It's okay, you go down."

"Yes."

After the person left, Yan Rong picked up a photo of Ye Yunxi and watched it intently.

It is a bit like Zhou Miaoyin, I don't know if she is also a cold-blooded and ruthless woman like Aunt Zhou.

Yan Rong turned around and left.

On the other side, Zhou Miaoyin had walked into the bedroom and sat beside Yan Qinzheng.

Although Yan Qinzheng was only in his early fifties, because of his serious illness, he looked like he was in his seventies. At this moment, he was wearing a respirator, and the heartbeat monitor showed a weak heartbeat.

"Qinzheng, how do you feel?"

Zhou Miaoyin loosened the button for him, Yan Qinzheng took off the respirator with great effort, and took a deep breath: "Miao, Miaoyin, I heard... Ye family is back, back to the sword of the empire."

Zhou Miaoyin lowered her eyelids to block the surprise in her eyes.

Strange, Yan Qinzheng, a sick young man, can't get out of bed, how would he know?

"Yes, I just came back this year."

If you can't hide it, there's no need to hide it.

Yan Qinzheng frowned: "Ye, Ye Jun will break me, I'm not afraid, it's just that Ye, Ye Jianxing's old, old thing is very careful, I, I can't help me like this now, Rong, you, you take care of me Help him, beware, beware of the Ye family, come, come for revenge."

"Qinzheng, it's been so many years in the past. The whole family of Sword of Empires knows what happened in the past. It was their Ye family that was sorry for me. What face do they have to come to our Yan family for revenge?"

Yan Qinzheng waved his hand: "Bi, after all, it was our fault, and the fault came first. You, you have the opportunity to go and get in touch with the next meditation. This person may be useful to talk about."