The carefree sixth prince, my father respectfully invites me to ascend the throne.

That night, the usually impenetrable imperial city was the site of an assassination attempt.

Yang Ling never expected that on her very first day of moving in, someone would be so eager to take her life.

When the masked Deadpools stormed in, the entire courtyard instantly became incredibly tense.

Lanfang, who was fast asleep, was also immediately awakened.

"Your Highness, please leave quickly! I'll hold these people off for you!"

Yang Ling was stunned when he heard this. He never expected Lan Fang to say such a thing.

The death servants who rushed in headed straight for the side hall. Seeing their actions, Yang Ling sneered inwardly, realizing they had been prepared all along.

Seeing Lanfang blocking her way, Yang Ling smiled faintly, "You leave first!"

As soon as those words were spoken, Lan Fang froze, completely stunned. She never expected Yang Ling to say such a thing.

Seeing Lan Fang standing there in a daze, Yang Ling walked directly to a spot not far away. Although he hadn't revealed his trump card yet, he had no choice but to expose it now.

As Yang Ling stepped into the main hall, the death servants who rushed in were all incredibly excited.

As long as they kill the prince in front of them, they will be able to obtain endless wealth and honor.

Seeing the resolute expressions on those people's faces, Yang Ling's face showed a calm smile.

"None of them seem to be afraid of death; it looks like they're being kept as Deadpools by someone!"

Yang Ling's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it stunned the death servants. They never expected the Ninth Prince to be so calm.

However, someone quickly sneered, "You'd better surrender obediently, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

These Death Servants are all seasoned veterans, soldiers who died on the battlefield. Now, under the care of Minister Lü, they have become even more terrifying.

However, these people were filled with apprehension towards Yang Ling. Although none of them had directly fought against the Ninth Prince, his reputation had already spread throughout the Central Plains.

Yang Ling looked at the group of assassins in front of him. Although he was a little anxious, he did not show much panic.

After all, he has powerful weapons at his disposal, so dealing with the people in front of him shouldn't be a problem.

"Since you all want to die, then I will grant your wish!"

Yang Ling's voice was icy cold, and the chilling killing intent made everyone present freeze in place.

They never expected the Ninth Prince to be so calm.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame us for being impolite!"

The leader of the Deadpools said coldly, then waved to the people behind him.

Just then, Lanfang rushed in from the inner hall.

She stared at the scene before her, completely stunned. Yang Ling was actually going to fight these Death Servants directly.

"Your Highness, these assassins never return. You'd better leave quickly; Commander Zhang will be here soon!"

Lan Fang's voice was very soft. Those death servants were all veterans of countless battles, and Lan Fang was naturally somewhat afraid in front of them.

A faint smile appeared on Yang Ling's lips. "Since they've already come to my doorstep, how could I possibly refuse their kind offer!"

Looking at the Deadpools in front of him, Yang Ling gave a cold laugh and then pulled out two pistols from his body.

He brought an unusually large amount of stuff with him this time; if it weren't for the inconvenience of entering the palace, he would have brought the AK with him.

When Yang Ling pulled out two pistols, the Death Squad members were stunned. They never expected that the Ninth Prince would have such a thing in his hands.

Lan Fang stared in astonishment at what Yang Ling was holding. Although she had never seen anything like it before, she knew it was definitely not something simple.

Yang Ling gave a cold laugh, "Since you are all prepared to die, then I will grant your wish now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed his pistol directly at those people. When the Deadpool members saw Yang Ling's pistol, a faint smile appeared on their lips.

"Ninth Prince, don't waste your energy. We are death servants. Even if what you have is powerful, it may not be able to take our lives!"

The leader of the Deadpool looked at Yang Ling with a resolute expression, while his henchmen all sneered. They were not afraid of the Deadpool in front of them.

Yang Ling gave a cold laugh, "Since you're all courting death, then go to hell and repent!"

After saying that, the two pistols started firing immediately, sparks flying everywhere. In just a few moments, the Deadpools fell one by one.

Lanfang was terrified when they collapsed.

Yang Ling sneered, "A bunch of trash, you think you can kill me with this little skill?"

Although Lan Fang was shocked by the sight of the dead servants scattered all over the ground, she quickly came to her senses.

"Your Highness, what exactly is that magical thing in your hand?"

Looking at the dark object in Yang Ling's hand, Lan Fang's face was filled with curiosity, while Yang Ling gave a cold laugh.

"This is good stuff."

……

Inside the Qianzheng Hall, Emperor Liang was extremely anxious. Everything that had happened tonight was completely unexpected. He never imagined that Minister Lü would be so impatient.

"What's the situation with the Ninth Prince? Commander Zhang has been gone for so long, why hasn't he reported back yet?"

Emperor Liang stared coldly at the eunuch before him, who looked extremely nervous. He had never expected what was to happen tonight.

"Your Majesty, Commander Zhang has been gone long enough. I will go and investigate the situation immediately!"

After the eunuch finished speaking, Emperor Liang's gaze shifted slightly. He became even more anxious. Lanfang had just entered the palace, and now the Ninth Prince had no one to serve him.

If something really goes wrong, then it will be troublesome.

"Alright, you may leave now. I have already made my decision."

As soon as Emperor Liang finished speaking, everyone in the Qianzheng Hall withdrew. Emperor Liang looked at the empty hall and sighed deeply.

If something happens to the Ninth Prince, then they're all doomed.

While Emperor Liang was pondering these matters, someone walked in from outside the Qianzheng Hall.

Seeing the familiar face, Emperor Liang frowned slightly. "What are you doing here so late?"