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

As soon as he finished speaking, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes turned somewhat cold as he looked ahead.

"My lord, it seems we've come to the wrong place!"

There was a hint of coldness in the woman's voice, and just then, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness, looking rather thin.

Who are you two?

Yang Ling frowned slightly as she looked at the two people who appeared in front of her, her eyes turning somewhat cold.

"Your Highness, it seems we've found the right person!"

The woman's voice rang out, and the coldness in her words made Yang Ling's eyes narrow slightly.

"and who are you?"

Yang Ling looked at the two people in front of her with a puzzled expression. She didn't think she had ever seen them before.

The man smiled slightly, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Who we are is not important, Your Highness only needs to know that we are here to help you!"

The man's eyes swept over Yang Ling, his gaze cold and distant.

"How can I believe what you're saying is true?"

Yang Ling's lips curled up slightly as she looked at the two people in front of her, her eyes showing a hint of wariness.

He really couldn't figure out where those two people had come from.

"Your Highness, please do not be nervous. I am Zhang Wenyuan, a Grand Secretary of the Wenyuan Pavilion, and this is my maid!"

The man smiled slightly and then spoke.

Upon hearing the other party's words, Yang Ling was startled, but she remained expressionless.

"What brings you two to my Dali Temple so late at night?"

Zhang Wenyuan frowned slightly, his eyes filled with a coldness.

"Your Highness, don't you know?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ling's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

However, he quickly realized what was happening and looked at Zhang Wenyuan with a somewhat cold gaze.

"You want to kill me!"

The moment Yang Ling finished speaking, Zhang Wenyuan stared at her in astonishment, his eyes filled with surprise.

Just as he was lost in thought, Yang Ling smiled slightly.

"Don't be so nervous, I was just joking. Since you're here, please come inside and have a seat!"

After Yang Ling finished speaking, Zhang Wenyuan cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards him.

"Then I will trouble Your Highness!"

Yang Ling's gaze swept over Zhang Wenyuan. This man was definitely not simple. As a Grand Secretary, and a Grand Secretary of the Wenyuan Pavilion at that, he naturally wielded immense power.

Why would someone like that come here to find him in the middle of the night?

Zhang Wenyuan entered with his maid. He saw many files on the table inside, his eyes narrowed, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Ninth Prince, you..."

Zhang Wenyuan looked at the files piled up on the table, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Yang Ling smiled slightly and shrugged gently.

"There's no other way. Now that I'm here, I have to take a good look at this file!"

Hearing Yang Ling say this, Zhang Wenyuan nodded.

"In that case, let's sit down and talk it over!"

Yang Ling smiled slightly and then gestured for Zhang Wenyuan to enter.

"I wonder what brings Lord Zhang here so late at night?"

Yang Ling looked at Zhang Wenyuan with a puzzled expression, and the other party smiled slightly.

"It's nothing much, His Majesty just instructed us to provide as much assistance as possible to Your Highness..."

At this point, Zhang Wenyuan stopped speaking, and Yang Ling naturally understood what he meant.

However, he now understands even more clearly that his cheap father probably doesn't want him to go to Liangzhou anytime soon.

Thinking of this, his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Lord Zhang."

Yang Ling looked at Zhang Wenyuan, her voice slightly lowered.

The other party cupped his hands in greeting to Yang Ling, but his eyes were full of vigilance.

"Your Highness is too kind. By the way, does Your Highness have any thoughts on the affairs of the Dali Temple?"

Zhang Wenyuan looked at Yang Ling, a slight smile playing on his lips, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.

Yang Ling smiled gently, looking at Zhang Wenyuan in front of her, but did not speak.

At that moment, Zhang Wenyuan's eyes lit up. He looked at Yang Ling, a cold glint in his eyes.

"If it is convenient for Your Highness, I have a favor to ask of you!"

Zhang Wenyuan's voice was very soft, but it could be clearly heard by Yang Ling.

"Oh, I wonder what favor Lord Zhang needs my help with?"

Yang Ling paused slightly before slowly speaking.

"I used to be on good terms with the current prime minister, but we parted ways due to some political matters. Now that the prime minister's nephew has broken the law, Your Highness, do you think I should arrest him?"

Zhang Wenyuan's words brought a mocking look to Yang Ling's face.

He hadn't expected Zhang Wenyuan to be such a seductive person, someone who actually wanted to take advantage of him.

"If Lord Zhang doesn't mind, I'm willing to help you with this, since I'm quite bored right now!"

Yang Ling's words made Zhang Wenyuan's eyes flash, and his gaze towards Yang Ling softened considerably.

He originally thought Yang Ling would refuse, after all, he knew Yang Ling's personality and knew that there was no way she would agree to this.

However, it seems that Yang Ling is not as cold-hearted as he had imagined.

"Thank you very much, Your Highness. If Your Highness ever encounters any difficulties in the future, please do not hesitate to ask. I will do my best to help Your Highness!"

Zhang Wenyuan's words delighted Yang Ling, but she remained outwardly calm.

"Hehe, what difficulties could I possibly have!"

Yang Ling chuckled softly.

"If Lord Zhang has nothing else to do, he should get some rest. I will personally handle this matter tomorrow!"

Yang Ling stood up and spoke directly to Zhang Wenyuan.

"Ok!"

Zhang Wenyuan's voice was very low, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and left the room with his men.

After Zhang Wenyuan left, a sinister look appeared on Yang Ling's face.

"This guy is really asking for trouble, coming all the way here to try and ruin my chances!"

He muttered to himself, and just as he finished speaking, a figure hurriedly walked in.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Mingyue. It had been quite some time since they last met, as he had asked Mingyue to investigate Li Tianba.

"Your Highness, I'm back!"

When Mingyue saw Yang Ling, she knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully.

"Get up!"

Yang Ling's voice was gentle as she helped the other person up.

However, at the same time, he also noticed that Mingyue's complexion was not good.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

Yang Ling looked at Mingyue with some concern and asked, for some reason, he felt that something had happened to the woman in front of him.