Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

"Of course my son looks like me."

Xuanjing spoke with arrogance.

"But all these years, you've never mentioned wanting to acknowledge Cheng Ting as your father." There was a hint of resentment in Liu Xueyan's tone.

Xuanjing chuckled lightly: "Yan'er, Chengting is still young. I'm just trying to avoid arousing Ying Nanyao's suspicion."

After all, I am just a monk, but my son is destined to be the heir apparent of the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion.

"Hmph, I thought you really didn't care about your child."

"How could that be? How could I not care about them? If I didn't care about them, why would I have taken Cheng Ting as my disciple?"

"Then tell me, now that Zhi'er is just a concubine, how do you plan to help her?"

"Yan'er, after I meet with Zhi'er, we will discuss a plan. For now, just focus on yourself. After all, I can't touch you until this little one in your belly is born."

"Hmph, isn't this little one in my belly yours too? And now you're complaining!"

"Alright, alright, it's all my fault, little one, it's all Daddy's fault..."

"Giggle giggle..."

Xuan Jing did something, and Liu Xueyan giggled repeatedly.

Outside the door, Ying Nanyao's eyes were bloodshot, his face was terrifying, and his fists were clenched and trembling, clearly he was furious to the extreme.

Ying Chengting felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his entire body froze on the spot like a statue.

What Ying Yufu said was true; her mother had indeed betrayed her second uncle.

How could I possibly follow my master so closely...?

His master was actually his biological father!

Now that everyone knows about this, how is he going to face the consequences?

How can an illegitimate child establish himself?

How will my second uncle treat me?

Ying Chengting was filled with confusion.

Beside her, Ying Yufu crossed her arms, a mischievous smile on her face.

The Crown Prince ate melon while glancing at Ying Yufu from time to time.

How could Fu'er hear such unclean sounds?

Yao Guang's cheeks flushed red and her eyes sparkled. After all, she was an unmarried young girl, and even with her cheerful personality, she couldn't quite bear hearing such a voice.

Hai Mujin, who was standing next to her, couldn't take it anymore. Her face turned red and her feet felt like they were stuck in nails.

She even managed to glance at Ying Yufu. Why was she so calm?

She was naturally unaware that Ying Yufu had commissioned storybooks from Youfangzhai!

The latest book is still about a rich young lady and a handsome prince!

"Yaoguang, let's go." Hai Mujin couldn't take it anymore and pulled Yaoguang to leave.

Yao Guang protested, "No, I can't leave. Fu'er hasn't left yet. If I run away, won't Fu'er laugh at me?"

So, Hai Mujin couldn't pull her along; instead, she herself lost her balance and stumbled to the side.

"Be careful!"

Standing to the side, equally at a loss, Feng Yuheng, who was about to leave, instinctively reached out to help.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed Hai Mujin's wrist.

boom!

Their faces flushed simultaneously.

Hai Mujin felt that the boy's palm was firm and strong, while Feng Yuheng felt that the palm was smooth and warm.

The two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously withdrew their hands as if electrocuted, and stood still as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, both of them were flushed, their minds were blank, and they could no longer hear any other sounds, only the panic of that brief moment of separation.

It wasn't until a loud bang that the two were awakened.

Ying Nan turned her wheelchair around and slammed the door of the meditation room open with a bang. The wheelchair, like a wild horse, rushed straight towards the bed in the meditation room.

Therefore, everyone was able to see the situation on the bed.

Wow! Ah!

Everyone's faces immediately lit up with excitement.

Several of the bald young monks were dumbfounded, covering their faces with their hands and chanting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.

"what!"

At the same time, the two people on the bed were also completely dumbfounded.

"Mother, Mother, how could you..." Ying Chengting was utterly heartbroken at this moment.

"Yes, Madam Ying, the Earl of Weiyuan supported two families for your sake, yet you cheated on him and the child you bore wasn't even his. Is this karma? Hahahaha!"

Ying Yufu laughed wildly.

The onlookers immediately started discussing among themselves, their eyes frequently glancing at Ying Nanyao.

Ying Nanyao felt his blood run cold; he stared in disbelief at the appalling scene on the bed.

"Ahhhhh!"

Liu Xueyan was dumbfounded, she could hardly believe what was happening. Everyone had rushed in, and everyone had seen it all.

This includes Ying Nanyao and Ying Chengting.

"Get up, get up quickly!" She tried desperately to push Xuanjing away.

Xuanjing, however, did not rise; instead, it subconsciously exerted even more force due to the stimulation.

A fleeting look of discomposure crossed his face.

Liu Xueyan felt as if she had been kicked hard in the abdomen, and the intense cramping pain made her face turn pale.

"Ah, my belly, my child..."

Immediately afterwards, a warm flow came out.

"Oh no, she's bleeding!"

She miscarried!

"Oh my God!"

At this moment, Ying Yufu's eyes were covered, and the Crown Prince pulled her along as they strode outside.

"Your Highness, what are we going out to do? Don't you want to watch the show?"

"I don't want to see it," the crown prince said calmly.

"This isn't like you..."

"That kind of scene is not suitable for people like us who are not yet married to watch!" the Crown Prince said seriously.

"oh."

Ying Yufu blinked, and when she looked up, she saw Yao Guang, Hai Mujin, and Feng Yuheng standing to the side.

All three of them had a mixture of red and green faces.

"Hey, you guys are here too!" Ying Yufu greeted them with a smile.

Yao Guang's cheeks flushed. "Ahem! Um, Fu'er, how do you know about Liu Xueyan and Xuan Jing?"

Ying Yufu said, "I already knew. I heard them behind the artificial hill at Huangjue Temple last time..."

Yao Guang's face flushed red.

She stomped her foot in shame and anger, "Fu'er, you've gone astray!"

Ying Yufu wiped her nose guiltily, knowing that Yao Guang probably didn't know her true colors.

Hmm, she hid it well!

Ying Yufu smiled and looked at Feng Yuheng, "Oh dear, it seems that Prince Yuheng's leg is much better now. Hey, why are you holding onto Miss Hai's sleeve?"

"what?"

Feng Yuheng stared in shock, quickly letting go of her hand, his eyes darting around, not daring to look at Hai Mujin.

Hai Mujin also lowered her head slightly, but it was still noticeable that even her neck was red.

Huh? Something's up!

Yu Fu and the Crown Prince exchanged a glance.

Just then, someone shouted, "Quickly! Madam Ying is bleeding profusely! Quickly, please summon the abbot!"

Who is bleeding profusely?

Old Lady Liu and Ying Hengzhi rushed over and happened to hear this.