While Ye Fan and Song Hongyan were chatting with each other, the old lady of the Ye family was also sitting in the Zen room of the old master.
What happened last night has broken the retreat of the old master, and also caused the old lady of the Ye family to appear in Tongtian Temple.
"How's that bitch doing?"
The old lady sat down on the familiar road, and her words were simple and crude: "Are you dead?"
"It's nothing serious. I just used a silver needle to forcefully overdraw my energy and let myself suffer the backlash and fainted."
The old master of the house turned the prayer beads: "After a night of care by the saint, all dangers and potential hidden dangers have been eliminated. It is estimated that I will wake up today."
"This bastard is really tough. Even such a troublesome pregnant woman didn't exhaust him to death."
The old lady coughed: "What a pity."
"How could you scold him like that?"
The old owner showed a hint of helplessness when he heard this:
"After all, he is also your grandson, and he is a very outstanding one. Why don't you like him?"
There was a hint of appreciation for Ye Fan in her eyes: "Among the younger generation, who else is better than Ye Fan?"
"I can't help it, I just don't like him."
The old lady's eyes widened and she hummed to Ye Fan, her grandson:
"In addition to liking to contradict me, he is just like his mother, thinking about splitting up the Ye family all day long."
"Sixteen departments within the territory have been lost, and the Hengcheng bridgehead is divided into three parts of the world. He has a lot of responsibility."
"When he came back this time, he framed his uncle even more and almost caused the Ye family to kill each other."
She added: "I didn't slap him to death, but I already gave him respect for the blood of the Ye family."
"You are just a sharp-tongued person."
The old master sighed: "You think I don't know. You like this grandson, otherwise you wouldn't have offended Tianwei and went to the Wolf Country to save people."
"I was just dragging Lao San and Zhao Mingyue into the water, and I was deliberately trying to unite them."
The old lady put on a serious face and said, "Actually, I don't care about the dog's life or death."
"Niu Huoxiao ran to the Wolf Country and started killing people. He even razed the Shangguan clan to the ground. He really thought he was Stallone."
"He also killed me with a chess piece that had been buried in the Shangguan family for many years."
"It would be better if he died in the Wolf Country. It would be over once and for all and let the Ye family have some peace and quiet."
"You seem to admire that boy very much?"
"I heard that you accepted him as your disciple?"
The old lady asked back: "How did you get bribed by that kid?"
The old owner's expression did not change: "Fate!"
"Fate is nothing."
The old lady said unceremoniously: "We are sisters. You can use fate to fool your disciples, but you cannot fool me."
"But if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask any more questions."
"It's just that you've given me another problem. If Forbidden City comes back and finds out about this, I guess they'll have some opinions."
"After all, Cihangzhai and the Saint have always been his base. Now that you accept Ye Fan as your disciple, it will be easy for him to get upset."
The old lady also warned: "You, the disciple, are also trying to stir up trouble in the Ye family."
"Don't you think this is a good test for Ye Forbidden City?"
There was no trace of emotion on the face of the old owner, and his fingers were turning the beads slowly, as if he had already had his own thoughts:
"It can test his mind, test his vision, and also test his judgment."
"If he wants to become the young master of Yetang, he should know that instead of being jealous of others, it is better to be himself."
"And now the entire Ye family and the kings agree with him. As long as he follows the steps and doesn't do unnecessary things, he will be able to ascend to power sooner or later."
"Under this 'general trend', if he can still be jealous of Ye Fan for doing something outrageous, then he is not worthy of Cihangzhai's support to become the young master of Yetang."
She added: "For you, you can also take a deep look at whether he is suitable to be the young master of Yetang?"
The old lady’s voice was low:
"If he doesn't do it, who will?"
"Rebellious boy Ye Fan?"
"The ruthless little hawk?"
"Or maybe the fourth child, the mixed-race guy who you don't see once every few years?"
The old lady's eyes became colder: "If there is any shortcoming in the Forbidden City, as long as his ideas are consistent with mine, I will fully support him."
"You still can't let go?"
The old master smiled bitterly: "Do you still want to enjoy the superior power?"
"Do you think I am someone who likes to enjoy power?"
The old lady's voice had a hint of coldness:
"It's just that I know better than anyone else that putting down the 'gun' in your hand means leaving your life to be slaughtered at will by others."
"Besides, the empire Ye Tang conquered was earned with the blood of countless of our children."
"And I've already donated a cow to keep Hengdian and Truman fed. I can't accept it if I donate it again."
"So I will never hand over the 'gun' unless absolutely necessary!"
"Even if the trend of the times comes and I have to hand over my gun, I will not stay in Baocheng and watch the Ye family slowly decline."
She didn't hide her feelings, and even expressed her thoughts about the future.
"You want to stand on your own?"
The old owner said calmly: "Is this why you asked me to treat the Sun family?"
"That's what it means."
The old lady changed the subject: "By the way, are the pregnant woman and the child in stable condition?"
"Ye Fan took action, what are you worried about? Everything is fine with mother and son."
The old owner of the restaurant said in a calm tone: "Sun Heavyshan also invited a team of Western medicine doctors, and the test showed that he was in good condition."
"I hope mother and son are safe!"
The old lady nodded lightly: "It seems that the first step is the right one. Mark Ye Fan still has some moral integrity."
"It does have some moral character."
The old owner looked up at the old lady and said, "If he doesn't do what he wants, he might have been killed last night."
The old lady frowned: "What do you mean?"
The old owner did not hide too much, and spoke in a calm voice:
"The fetus carried by the pregnant woman was not only invaded by the ghost baby, but also concealed three Yin water leeches."
"The Yin Water Leech is not only invulnerable, but also as fast as a meteor. It can even kill the ghost baby when it surrenders and makes people relax."
She said calmly: "If Mark hadn't happened to have something to suppress, he would have died last night."
"So dangerous?"
The old lady was glad that Mark was okay, then she thought of something and her eyes suddenly turned sharp:
"If you didn't retreat last night, you would have saved people."
She immediately grasped the key point: "Is this killing spree directed at you?"
"As the biggest supporter of the Ye family, I have always been a thorn in the side of many forces."
The old owner was calm: "The only thing I didn't expect was that the other party could set up a trap through the Sun family. It's really hard to guard against..."
The old lady's face darkened: "The Sun family's daughter-in-law protects her like a national treasure."
"Only some members of the Sun family can manipulate her at close range and avoid the initial examination by doctors."
"Murong Lengchan broke into the suppression family in Hengcheng, and the Sun family used pregnant women to set up a killing trap. Is this a combination of punches?"
The old lady changed the subject:
"It seems like I should let Ye Fan go to Ruiguo..."
"If some people from the Sun family dare to cause trouble for us, I will punish them!"
At almost the same moment, a motorcade drove into Cihangzhai and then stopped at the saint's yard on a familiar road.
The car door opened, and Ye Jincheng got out covered with dust.
He had pride and joy on his face and held a black box in his hand.
"Saint, Saint, I'm back, I found the medicine you wanted."
Ye Jincheng quickly ran up the stairs with the box in his hand, as if asking for credit from his concubine.
Several Cihang female disciples wanted to stop them, but they hesitated when they saw that it was Ye Jincheng.
In this gap, Ye Jincheng had already pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard:
"Holy girl, I found the nine-petal saffron you wanted..."
As soon as the field of vision opened, the sound of joy suddenly stopped.
Ye Jincheng looked ahead with cold eyes:
Ye Fan was lying weakly in the arms of his concubine in white clothes, drinking medicine...
