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

"If that's what Your Highness says, then of course I'll listen to you!"

Although he was arrogant and domineering, he was, after all, just the son of a prime minister, and there was still a considerable gap between him and a prince.

"Alright, Ninth Brother, let's go upstairs and listen to the music. They'll release those people when they're tired of playing."

Seeing this, the Fourth Prince lost interest in continuing and pulled Yang Ling upstairs.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ling had no choice but to follow him up.

Zuixianlou is the largest and most luxurious restaurant in the capital. Its interior is very stylish, and it not only has musicians playing music, but also many beautiful women dancing to entertain the guests.

As soon as they went up to the second floor, a maid led them to a private room that had been reserved in advance, where a man and a woman were sitting and chatting over tea.

The man was also holding a woman in red in his arms, and their relationship looked quite ambiguous.

Upon seeing the woman in red, Yang Ling's expression changed slightly: "It's you!"

The woman was none other than the mysterious person who fought with Yang Ling in the woods last night. He never expected to encounter her here, and at this moment she seemed to have completely forgotten her own identity.

"Ninth Brother, you two know each other?"

The fourth prince, who was standing to the side, had a glint of shrewdness in his eyes when he saw Yang Ling's appearance.

"do not know."

After saying this, Yang Ling sat down on a stool and kept her eyes fixed on the woman in red.

Seeing this, the fourth prince gave a wry smile and did not ask any further questions.

Although he didn't know the identity of the woman in red, she was definitely not simple, as long as that famous assassin was willing to stay by her side.

"Fourth Brother, do you know that woman?"

Yang Ling suddenly spoke up and asked a question.

"I don't know her well; I've only met her once."

The fourth prince shook his head slightly. He was naturally not foolish enough to reveal the identity of that mysterious person, after all, that person was an assassin.

"Oh!"

Yang Ling gave a brief reply and didn't ask any further questions.

For a moment, the scene was very quiet, until a crisp sound rang out. Yang Ling turned around and saw a woman in a white dress slowly walking over.

She walked in with a warm smile on her face and her beautiful eyes curved like crescent moons, carrying a pipa.

Upon hearing this voice, Yang Ling narrowed his eyes and focused his gaze on the pipa player.

“Ninth Brother, she is known as the Fairy of Qin Music. It is a wonderful thing that you can see her play a piece today.”

Seeing this, the Fourth Prince spoke to Yang Ling.

"The Fairy of Music? I didn't expect you to even be interested in someone like this. It seems that the Fairy of Music's skill level is probably quite mediocre!"

Upon hearing these words, Yang Ling raised an eyebrow and spoke calmly.

The fairy who played the zither had been smiling, but after hearing these words, her face instantly darkened.

"How dare you slander me!"

The so-called fairy of music was filled with anger at this moment. She did not expect that someone would say such things to her face.

"Fairy of Music, this is my ninth brother's first time here. It's understandable that he doesn't know the proper etiquette. Please don't mind him, young lady."

When the fourth prince saw this, he quickly stood up to defend Yang Ling, but the woman still refused to give up.

She looked at Yang Ling coldly: "Since you are so capable, why don't you let me see His Highness's abilities?"

She looked exactly like a jealous woman.

Upon seeing this, the fourth prince frowned slightly and looked at the woman in red beside him.

He had thought that the woman would plead for him out of consideration for him, but to his surprise, the woman in red simply turned away and completely ignored the Fourth Prince.

"I hate trouble the most. Since you've come to me of your own accord, don't blame me for turning it into trouble!"

Yang Ling spoke coldly. Although he couldn't play the pipa, so what if he played it terribly? He didn't believe anyone present would dare to say a word.

As he spoke, he walked over to the fairy of the zither, grabbed her hand with one hand, and snatched the pipa from her hand with the other.

The fairy who played the zither turned ashen-faced upon seeing this, and was about to say something when Yang Ling silenced her with a look.

"Didn't you want me to play the pipa? Now I'll perform a piece for you right here!"

Upon hearing this, the fairy playing the zither revealed a hint of disdain in her eyes and fixed her gaze on him.

She didn't believe that the Ninth Prince could make such boastful claims, especially since she was very confident in her pipa playing.

At this moment, all eyes were on Yang Ling, and they wanted to see what the Ninth Prince could produce.

Yang Ling sat down on the stool with her pipa in her hand, raised her right hand slightly, and began to pluck the strings. The crisp sound echoed in the hall, making people feel as if they were in nature. Although the pipa music was not particularly beautiful, it brought a sense of comfort to everyone's ears.

Looking at the expressions of the people around him, Yang Ling couldn't help but sneer inwardly. As expected, they were a bunch of incompetent fools. They were so happy over something so trivial. They were really useless.

The Fairy of Qin Music also showed surprise at this moment. She did not expect that the pipa could be played like this and still win the applause of the crowd.

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince is indeed remarkable. I wonder if I could also play a piece?"

A crisp sound rang out, and Yang Ling looked toward the source of the sound. A man dressed in white brocade robes walked out with a playful smile on his face.

"Of course, you can play, and I'll listen."

Yang Ling smiled slightly as she looked at the person in front of her.

The man chuckled upon hearing this, then walked to Yang Ling's side and reached out to take the pipa from her hands.

But just as he was about to touch the pipa, Yang Ling suddenly lowered his hand and pulled it back towards him, leaving his hand hanging in mid-air.

The man frowned slightly upon seeing this, a flash of anger crossing his mind, but he quickly concealed it.

He took the pipa from the fairy and sat down on the stool. He raised his right hand slightly and plucked the strings. A pleasant melody rang out. Although the sound was not particularly beautiful, it gave people a unique feeling.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ling's lips curled into a mocking smile. How dare someone with such a low level of skill show off in front of him?

"The pipa playing is good, but it's far from enough,"

He said it casually, but the man shook his head slightly. He knew very well that the person in front of him was probably not as simple as he had imagined.

"In that case, Your Highness, please enlighten me!"