Hearing the older brother call him that, then this old man must be Grandpa.
Xiao Xi gently said to Ye Aotian, "Big brother, this isn't real. Don't forget we're inside the formation; this is all an illusion."
Ye Aotian nodded and held Xiaoxi's hand even tighter. He was also worried that Xiaoxi would turn into an illusion and drift away with the wind.
Just then, the study door opened, and a little boy of three or four years old ran in.
"Ling Feng?" Ye Aotian exclaimed in disbelief.
"Big brother, who is he? Who is this little boy?" Although Xiaoxi had guessed his identity, she still shook Ye Aotian's hand, wanting to verify.
Because this little boy named Ling Feng has the same bright and intelligent eyes as her.
Ye Aotian's voice choked with emotion as he finally answered Xiaoxi, "He is your eighth brother, Ye Lingfeng."
Xiao Xi was quite shocked. It turned out that he was the myna bird. It seemed that they had returned to the time when the myna bird was young.
They saw little Ye Lingfeng with tears in his eyes, pleading with his grandfather as he held his hand.
"Grandpa, please don't send Lingfeng away. I promise to correct any of Lingfeng's bad behavior."
With red eyes, Grandpa gently stroked little Ye Lingfeng's head, feeling very reluctant to let him go.
"I know that our Ling Feng is Grandpa's most obedient grandson. If you have to blame someone, blame your grandpa for not being strong enough to protect the Ye family."
When you go to your master's house, you must be obedient. As long as you live, surviving is more important than anything else.
Little Ye Lingfeng held back her tears, looking both wronged and trying to appear obedient—it was so heartbreaking.
The scene then shifts to the grandfather, who is seriously ill in bed, with a servant-like person sitting beside him.
"Uncle Chen?"
"Xiaoxi, do you know Uncle Chen? He's the one who's always been by Grandpa's side."
"Yes, it was Chen Bolai who recognized me at the garbage dump that allowed me to return home."
All we heard was Uncle Chen saying to Grandpa, "Patriarch, we are all reluctant to send Xiao Lingfeng away. I know the pain in your heart. Who knows the pain you are going through?"
Grandpa looked much older than he did in the study, he said in a hoarse voice.
"It's just that we are a branch of the Ye family. For hundreds of years, the Ye family's ancestral teachings have been to select intelligent male members from the branch families and send them to the main family for training and to serve them."
Their main family only took Xiao Lingfeng away from us because they were wary of our branch growing stronger, and they wanted to control and suppress us.
My heart is bitter, but I have no choice. I have to sacrifice Xiao Lingfeng to ensure the peace of our entire collateral branch of the Ye family for generations to come.
I'm sorry to A-Yuan and Wan-Yi.
Xiaoxi felt her older brother tighten his grip on her hand.
So that's how it is. Back then, Ye Aotian and his brothers didn't understand their grandfather, and they all blamed him.
Even Xiaoxi doesn't understand now; she only learned about the existence of the Ye family's main branch today.
Why has no one ever told her this? Is the main family really that powerful? Their Ye family's collateral branches are already so powerful, why should they be afraid and follow that damned ancestral precept?
The scene then shifts to a spacious, antique-style study where Xiao Lingfeng is reciting the Four Books and Five Classics with other children his age.
What era are we living in? There are still strict teachers waving rulers and glaring at students as they walk around, looking like stern old scholars.
Xiao Lingfeng suddenly lost focus and glanced at the butterflies outside the window.
Then the teacher raised the ruler high and struck Xiao Lingfeng's hand hard.
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