The spiritual fluctuations in the yard were extremely strong, and the source came from behind the closed door.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Yunting half-hugged Ye Lan and asked in a deep voice, looking at her brows which were obviously furrowed due to discomfort.

There was a thick layer of worry in his voice.

Ye Lan knew that he had received drug stimulation and was immune to mental power, but the thing inside the door was so powerful that it could make her feel pain, which made her even more curious.

In the great war between China and the West hundreds of years ago, Guou used all his clan's strength but still failed to gain any advantage over the ancient warriors. Now, only a hundred years have passed, and their strength has become so strong?

"It's okay, let's go."

She calmed herself down and ignored the needle-like pain in her temples.

By the time she walked through the garden and reached the gate, she had already adapted to the high-intensity mental oppression. Her paralyzed nerves had regained consciousness and she was able to move freely again.

"It's really amazing." She looked down at her palm, clenched her fist, and then reached out to push open the door.

Just at this moment, the door automatically opened to both sides, and melodious classical music came out from inside.

Ye Lan raised his eyebrows, a hint of interest appeared in his eyes. After retracting his hand, he walked in calmly, not at all frightened by the sudden scene.

The interior decoration of the castle also inherits the European style. The colorful glazed windows cast a layer of hazy moonlight in the dark night, making the murals inside come alive.

"It records the war in which the angel Lucifer fell to the human world and became the Dark Angel." Xiao Yunting was well-versed in European history and knew the story at a glance. "In the end, Lucifer conquered Heaven and became the main god."

The ending was also changed.

Although Ye Lan had no interest in Western culture, he had heard of this story and was intrigued by the special transformation and processing of the murals. "It seems that the owner here does not believe in God."

At least not a devout believer.

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the dome suddenly lit up, and the high Van Gogh painted ceiling made people feel as if they were in heaven. On the wall in the middle of the stairs in front of them hung a huge oil painting.

The portrait shows a dancing girl, her ballet skirt outlining her slender waist and graceful curves, and she has an exceptionally beautiful Western face.

It was just a simple outfit, but she was dazzling on the stage like an angel.

"Celuffa." Ye Lan read out the name of the person who wrote in the lower right corner in fluent French.

This is one of the most famous contemporary French painters. One of his paintings can cost tens of millions of dollars and is priceless.

Ye Lan had been invited to an art exhibition and recognized that this painting was an authentic one, and it had never been seen before.

Such a luxurious and exquisite castle was built in an uninhabited area, and paintings by famous contemporary artists were hung on the walls. The identity of the owner aroused Ye Lan's strong curiosity, and he immediately stepped forward to go up the stairs.

But as soon as she took a step, she was grabbed by a big hand.

"Huh?" When she turned around, she found that Xiao Yunting beside her had an extremely ugly expression. She was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Now that they have come this far, there is no reason for them to retreat.

However, Xiao Yunting did not move, his eyes fixed on the painting. He spoke in a difficult tone, word by word, "Don't go."

Ye Lan immediately stopped and chose to trust him unconditionally.

"Do you need to leave immediately?"

Xiao Yunting's thin lips were stretched into a straight line, and he only said in a deep voice, "Hmm."

Hearing this, Ye Lan nodded slightly, "Okay."

She immediately turned around and took him out without hesitation, without even asking for the reason.

But before he took two steps, he heard applause from behind him.

Pa pa pa.

The sound came from the second floor, accompanied by the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, like some kind of elegant and leisurely melody.

The two turned around together and saw a graceful figure in fiery red walking down the stairs on the side.

The woman's long wavy blonde hair was as smooth as satin, covering her slender arms, making her skin look even whiter and more delicate. She was wearing a close-fitting red fishtail skirt that fluttered like petals as she moved, which reminded people of the roses in the yard.

When she walked to the courtyard and turned to look at them, Ye Lan realized that she was the woman in the huge portrait behind her.

No, she is even more beautiful and charming, and more exquisite than the paintings by famous European artists.

The high nose bridge and deep eye sockets that are unique to Europe, coupled with the soft facial lines of the East, age has not brought any vicissitudes to her, but only added a mature charm.

"Yun Ting." The woman chuckled and spoke to Xiao Yun Ting in a familiar tone, "Why are you still running away when you see me, just like when you were little?"

Her Chinese is surprisingly fluent and standard, and has the accent of the imperial capital.

Ye Lan felt the man beside him tighten his grip on her hand in an instant, with such force that she could hardly control her own strength.

Immediately afterwards, she heard Xiao Yunting's cold voice utter two words.

"Mother."

Mother? !

This result was beyond Ye Lan's expectations. Although Xiao Yunting's facial features were indeed three-dimensional and deep, with faint mixed-race features, he did not look at all like the woman on the stairs.

"After not seeing you for so many years, you've grown up, but you look more and more like someone from the Xiao family, and you don't look as likable anymore." The woman sighed, as if years of separation were not as important as the changes in her son's appearance.

And the disgust in his tone was not concealed at all.

Ye Lan had read Xiao Yunting's information before.

The Xiao family is a playboy. The old man of the Xiao family has always held the position of the head of the family until his grandsons grew up and then he directly chose the heir instead of his mediocre sons.

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