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

A gust of wind blew by, blowing off the fox fur coat Yang Ling was wearing, and his body swayed as well.

He wasn't wearing a hat when he went out this time, and the wind blowing in his face tousled his hair and fluttered his long robe.

Her long, black hair was blown into a mess, resembling a dark cloud.

He was incredibly fast, arriving at the entrance of the Nanyang Prince's Mansion in the blink of an eye.

"Your Highness, you are back!"

The guards at the gate were overjoyed to see him return and immediately shouted with delight.

Yang Ling nodded slightly, then dismounted and walked into the courtyard with his sword in hand.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a wave of heat hit him, and then he saw a red figure, who was asleep at the table.

The charcoal fire in the stove was burning brightly, and she lay comfortably in the warm room, covered with a thick brocade blanket.

She was slender and petite, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old, but her skin was exceptionally fair, with a delicate oval face and cherry-like lips.

"Ugh...so sleepy..."

Yang Ling looked at her sleeping face and a hint of surprise flashed across her face. Then, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly and a faint smile appeared.

Why is this girl asleep here? No wonder he didn't encounter anyone stopping him along the way.

"Gongsun Yu'er." Yang Ling squatted down and called out softly.

Hearing the voice beside her, she groggily opened her sleepy eyes.

Seeing that familiar handsome face, she was instantly awakened. She rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things before happily hugging him and saying with a smile, "Brother Ling, you're finally back!"

Yang Ling patted her head. "I'm back now!"

"You have no idea how worried I was while you were missing. I thought something terrible had happened to you. Luckily, I found you."

Yang Ling chuckled and patted her head, "You're being naughty again!"

He looked at her, then suddenly reached out and pinched the tip of her nose. "How have you been lately?"

"It's pretty good!"

"Yes, I'm fine too." Yang Ling nodded, his gaze shifting to the chair next to her. "I remember you used to dislike tea, what's gotten into you?"

Gongsun Yu'er pouted, "Because I think those teas are too bitter."

"As long as you like it."

"Brother Ling, why do you suddenly want to go back to the capital?" Gongsun Yu'er asked in confusion.

"My father sent me back; there must be something he needs to do!"

"Hmm?" Gongsun Yu'er tilted her head, puzzled.

"Alright, let's not dwell on this. Let's go outside so we don't get seen!" Yang Ling said, then took her hand and led her outside.

Although he didn't intend to hide this from Gongsun Yu'er, he knew her temper. If he told her, she would definitely make a scene. So he decided to avoid it for now and talk about it after the matter was resolved.

Gongsun Yu'er pursed her lips. She always felt that Yang Ling was hiding something very important from her, but she didn't dare to ask.

……

The two went shopping together. Gongsun Yu'er was in a good mood. She hopped and skipped along with Yang Ling's arm, just like an innocent child.

Yang Ling glanced down and couldn't help but smile.

Such days are actually quite nice. I spend my days leisurely with her, occasionally teasing her, and my days are peaceful and fulfilling.

The two of them bought a lot of things. Yang Ling put the things in the carriage, then turned to the maid beside her and said, "Take these things back to the mansion first."

"Yes, Your Highness," the maidservant said respectfully, then left carrying a pile of things.

Yang Ling pulled Gongsun Yu'er and continued walking forward, but just then, a young man walked in front of them and blocked their way.

The man was dressed in blue and looked gentle and handsome. His face was even more beautiful than a woman's.

He approached step by step, then looked down at them with a slight smile on his lips.

"Gentlemen, where are you headed?" His voice was very pleasant, magnetic, and seemed to have the power to bewitch people.

"none of your business!"

His maidservant couldn't help but swear.

The man frowned slightly, then placed his hand on his waist, revealing a silver dagger.

"Since you are unwilling to tell me, I will have to investigate myself."

After saying that, he brandished his dagger and stabbed forward. The maid was startled and hurriedly drew her sword to defend herself.

"boom!"

Swords clashed, flashing dazzling light. The maid's martial arts skills were impressive; she was indeed worthy of being Gongsun Yu'er's maid for so long.

When the two fought, all the onlookers were so frightened that they quickly hid, fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire.

Yang Ling frowned upon seeing this scene.

He didn't want to fight the man, after all, this was in public, and if someone got hurt, it would probably cause a huge uproar.

Yang Ling grabbed Gongsun Yu'er's shoulder and then flew away with her.

Upon seeing this, the man quickly gave chase.

"Let me go!" Gongsun Yu'er twisted and struggled a few times, then punched him in the chest.

The man staggered back a few steps, clutching his chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Yang Ling stopped and turned to look at him coldly.

"Sir, what do you mean by this?"

He asked calmly, his tone carrying a strong warning.

The man looked up at him, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a smile on his face. "Young master, I have no other intentions. I simply want to spar with you. I hope you will do me the honor."

Upon hearing this, Yang Ling scoffed, "No need!"

Then he pulled Gongsun Yu'er to leave, but the man blocked his way again. His eyes turned cold. "Please have some self-respect!"

"Ha!" The man glanced at him disdainfully, then said provocatively, "I advise you to think this through carefully, young master, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences."

Yang Ling snorted coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "Believe me or not, I'll kill you today!"

A mocking glint flashed in the man's eyes. "Why don't you try?"

Yang Ling narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura. He gripped his spear tightly and charged towards him.

"clang!"

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The two were locked in a fierce fight, exchanging blows and attacks, causing passersby to flee in panic, fearing they might be accidentally injured in the brawl.

Yang Ling's martial arts skills were not weak, but this man's skills were superior, and gradually, he fell into a disadvantageous position.

Seeing that he was about to collapse, Gongsun Yu'er took the whip and lashed it out, striking the man hard.