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

The Western Lin National Preceptor walked up to Ying Zhuoxiu and asked:

"Is this young master Ying Zhuoxiu, the genius who passed the imperial examination at the age of nine?"

Ying Zhuoxiu looked surprised. He stared at the Western Lin National Preceptor in astonishment, not understanding why the other party had noticed him.

Ying Zhuoxiu humbly replied, "Grand Preceptor Xilin is too kind. I was just lucky back then."

The Grand Preceptor of Xilin nodded, his eyes behind the mask fixed on Ying Zhuoxiu. "You are neither arrogant nor impatient, neither humble nor overbearing. You are very good."

His tone was as if he were commenting on a close junior.

Ying Zhuoxiu frowned slightly.

He didn't like the tone of the Western Lin State Preceptor.

He took a small step back, his eyes cold and his expression distant.

The Duke of Zhenguo glanced sideways and sneered, "Who do we have here? It's just a charlatan from Xilin Kingdom. What, Xilin isn't enough for you, so you've set your sights on my grandson?"

The Grand Preceptor of Xilin paused slightly, then said, "The Duke of Zhenguo's temper is a bit too impulsive. I have no ill intentions; I simply admire such a talented young man."

"There are plenty of talented young people in my Northern Xuan, how many can you possibly appreciate?" The Duke of Zhenguo sneered.

The Grand Preceptor of Xilin slowly said, "I won't stoop to your level, you uncouth man. Young Master Ying, here is a token for you to keep. It is a symbol of my identity. With this token, you can come to me anytime."

In Xilin, you can also freely enter and leave my residence with this token.

He handed a black token to Ying Zhuoxiu.

A strange light flashed in Ying Zhuoxiu's eyes as he refused, saying, "This junior has no intention of leaving Beixuan for Xilin. I appreciate the Grand Preceptor's kindness, but please take back the token."

The Grand Preceptor of Xilin seemed disappointed by his refusal. "I only wanted to make friends with you. Since you have no interest, I will not force you."

He disappointedly took back the token.

As he turned to leave, his gaze finally shifted from Ying Zhuoxiu's face, lingering for a moment on Shangguan Sheng's face.

"Brother, don't you think this Xilin National Preceptor is a bit strange?" Ying Yufu stared thoughtfully at the Xilin National Preceptor's back and whispered to Ying Zhuoxiu.

She glanced at Shangguan Sheng again. "He seemed to have looked at Sheng'er just now."

Ying Zhuoxiu nodded. "Fu'er is right. I also think he's a bit strange. Whatever his purpose may be, Xilin is a defeated country, so we should stay away from him."

Ying Yufu nodded.

But he turned to ask the system.

[Little Dian, something's not right with this Imperial Preceptor of Xilin. Is he eyeing my brother?]

Xiao Dian's tone was tinged with excitement: "Host, your feeling is right, this Xilin National Preceptor has his eye on your brother."

But guess who his real identity is?

A bad feeling flashed through Ying Yufu's mind.

Then Shangguan Sheng said, "Brother, you should stay far away from this Xilin National Preceptor."

Judging from his tone, it seemed he knew something, but was hesitant to say it directly due to the occasion.

At the same time, Xiao Dian's voice also rang in Ying Yufu's mind: [Host, do you remember what Xuanjing said, that Ying Huanchong wanted to leave his family in all four kingdoms?]

Ying Yufu's face stiffened. "Little Dian, do you mean the true identity of this Xilin National Preceptor is Ying Huanchong?"

Xiao Dian: [Congratulations, host, you guessed right.]

He is Ying Huanchong, your blood grandfather.

Ying Yufu: "..."

Ying Yufu felt nauseous.

Compared to Ying Nanyao and the wickedness of Old Lady Liu, Ying Huanchong was the one who truly controlled his mother's fate.

If it weren't for him, my mother wouldn't have married into the Ying family.

None of the subsequent events would have occurred.

If she hadn't been bound to Xiao Dian, her mother and the Zhenguo Duke's mansion would have ended up like the one she foresaw in her dream.

In fact, she disliked Ying Huanchong even more than Ying Nanyao.

This person changed his appearance, put on a mask, and transformed into the Grand Preceptor of Xilin Kingdom. He even tried to get close to Ge Ke, which was simply adding evil to evil.

"Little Dian, is he trying to scheme against my brother?"

Congratulations, host, you guessed right again.

He was punished by Xuanjing and became infertile, unable to have any more children. So, he's now eyeing your brother's bloodline.

He sees you as a genius and wants to steal your brother away to be his heir.

He also plans to send ten or eight beautiful women to your brother's bed, so that those women can give birth to children with the Ying family bloodline.

He then sent those children to the four countries where he had established his family.

Once those children have grown up, his dream of establishing his own family in Shikoku will have come true.

Ying Yufu stared wide-eyed at Ying Zhuoxiu with sympathy.

Having just been warned by Shangguan Sheng, Ying Zhuoxiu felt a chill run down his spine and his hair stood on end when Ying Yufu stared at him like that.

The crown prince arrived at this time.

Behind the Wuji Hall, the Crown Prince was nestled on a soft couch, munching on melon seeds while listening to the commotion.

Upon hearing Xiao Dian's words, the sunflower seeds he was about to put in his mouth fell to the ground.

Oh open!

Ying Zhuoxiu is truly pitiful; he's going to be used as a breeding pig.

[Host, it seems Shangguan Sheng experienced something similar in his past life, but he was ruthless in his past life, and Ying Huanchong didn't fare well at his hands.]

Xiao Dian has dropped another bombshell.

Ying Yufu gasped and couldn't help but look at Shangguan Sheng. Sheng'er was really pitiful.

Shangguan Sheng immediately felt uneasy under Ying Yufu's gaze.

At the same time, Princess Chiyue asked the Grand Preceptor of Xilin, "Grand Preceptor, why do you treat that young master differently?"

The Imperial Preceptor of Xilin glanced at her and said, "Princess, you may not know this, but that young master is exceptionally talented. He became a scholar at the age of nine."

Princess Chiyue also glanced at Ying Zhuoxiu a few more times.

The Imperial Preceptor liked to take on talented young people as students in Xilin, and it turned out that he was still doing the same thing in Beixuan.

"Grand Preceptor, no matter how outstanding he is, he is still a Northern Xuan person and of no benefit to our Western Lin."

"The princess is right, which is why I want to take him as my student and take him to Xilin in turn."

Chi Yue was speechless for a moment. "Grand Preceptor, he's the grandson of the Duke of Zhenguo, right? Do you think he would betray Bei Xuan and return to west Lin with me?"

The Imperial Preceptor seemed displeased by Princess Chiyue's words, and he corrected her in a deep voice, "She is only my grandson."

Princess Red Key looked at him with a puzzled expression.

The Great General of Xilin Kingdom said, "Alright, Grand Preceptor, he's just a young man; there's no need to pay too much attention to him."

"Don't you think about what will happen to our marriage alliance if the Crown Prince of Beixuan falls ill from fright today?"

"The General is right." The Imperial Advisor said no more.

"The envoy from Dongchen Kingdom has arrived," someone announced.