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

"Someone wants to assassinate me? Was it sent by the Chu Dynasty?" Yang Ling narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

“We’re not entirely sure either, but those people are very powerful. If you’re targeted, your life might be in danger.”

The officer said anxiously.

Although he was just a small team leader, he knew how important Yang Ling was.

Yang Ling is the future crown prince of the Great Liang Kingdom. If anything were to happen to him, the Great Liang Kingdom would inevitably suffer a huge loss.

At that time, not only the Chu Dynasty and the Northern Qi Dynasty, but even the Great Liang Kingdom itself will inevitably be thrown into turmoil.

That was a real disaster for the Great Liang Kingdom.

As a member of the Imperial Guard, he had a duty to protect members of the royal family, which is why he came to find Yang Ling.

"Go find His Majesty immediately, I need to see him!" Yang Ling glanced at the officer indifferently, then walked towards the mansion.

"Ah? Young Master Yang, this is a very dangerous time. You cannot stay in the manor, or your life will be in danger," the officer said hurriedly.

"This is an order. Go find His Majesty immediately. I need to see him." Yang Ling stopped and stared at the officer, speaking coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes, I will report to His Majesty immediately. You...you must not leave the residence, otherwise your life will be in danger," the officer said hurriedly.

“I know.” Yang Ling nodded, then turned and walked into the mansion.

At this moment, several guards were gathered inside the mansion. Their faces were extremely solemn, their eyes were vigilant, and they kept scanning their surroundings.

"Son!"

Upon seeing Yang Ling return, they were all relieved and hurriedly went to greet her.

"I'm fine, you don't need to worry." Yang Ling smiled and then went inside.

He had just sat down when another commotion came from outside the door, and then a large contingent of imperial guards quickly arrived at the gate of the mansion.

"Young Master, someone is trying to assassinate you." The captain of the Imperial Guard entered and said respectfully to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling glanced at him indifferently, then said, "Send someone to the palace immediately to invite His Majesty over. I have important matters to report."

"Young master, this is a very dangerous time, you..."

“That’s an order,” Yang Ling interrupted him, her tone somewhat displeased.

"Yes." The captain of the Imperial Guard did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly nodded before leading his men away.

"Shhhhh!"

Not long after the captain of the Imperial Guards left, several waves of Imperial Guards appeared around the mansion.

"What's going on?" Yang Ling frowned and muttered in confusion.

“Young master, please don’t worry, we will protect your safety,” the guards said.

"Mm." Yang Ling smiled, indicating that they didn't need to worry.

A moment later, another commotion came from outside the door.

Yang Ling looked outside and saw a captain of the Imperial Guard running in, who respectfully said, "Young Master, a large number of experts have come to the outside of our mansion. They probably want to deal with you."

"Hmm? How many have come?" Yang Ling asked.

"There are about twenty of them, and they are all quite strong. Although our Imperial Guards are numerous, we may not be able to handle them," the officer hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Hehe." Yang Ling chuckled, then stood up and said to them, "Let's go, take me to see."

"what?"

The captain of the Imperial Guard was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Young Master, these people are very powerful. If they discover you, your life may be in danger."

"What's there to be afraid of? With so many experts here, how could we not protect me?" Yang Ling glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left.

"let's go."

"Yes."

Soon, the captain of the Imperial Guard led his men to follow.

After they left the mansion, Yang Ling saw about twenty people outside dressed in blue imperial guard uniforms, each carrying a long sword, with cold expressions.

These people were all formidable experts, but Yang Ling did not take them seriously.

He scanned the crowd, trying to see who had sent these experts.

"hehe."

Suddenly, Yang Ling saw a familiar figure standing in the crowd.

His gaze turned slightly cold as he stared at the figure and said, "Heh, Murong Mingyue, I didn't expect you would actually dare to assassinate me?"

"Hmph, you little bastard, today I will surely kill you to avenge my father!" Murong Mingyue roared with a gloomy face and a very cold tone.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ling was immediately enraged. He flashed forward and instantly appeared in front of Murong Mingyue, striking her chest with a palm.

"boom!"

Murong Mingyue was prepared and immediately dodged Yang Ling's palm strike. At the same time, she drew her long sword from her waist and slashed at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling sneered, drew his long sword, deflected Murong Mingyue's attack, and then thrust his sword into her chest.

"Pfft!"

Murong Mingyue reacted quickly and dodged the sword.

But Yang Ling seized the opportunity to pounce on Murong Mingyue and slapped her on the head.

"boom!"

Murong Mingyue groaned, her face contorted, and her forehead was covered in beads of sweat.

But she gritted her teeth and remained silent, staring at Yang Ling with icy eyes and saying, "You little bastard, your death is near."

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At that moment, a whooshing sound came from the air, and three sharp arrows shot towards Murong Mingyue's throat, left arm, and chest.

Yang Ling's gaze turned slightly cold, and with a swipe of his longsword, he sent the three arrows flying.

"Shhhhhh!"

The sound of something cutting through the air came again, and several sharp arrows shot towards Yang Ling.

"Shh!"

Yang Ling swept his longsword horizontally, directly slicing several arrows away.

At this moment, the imperial guards and more than twenty men in black around him immediately drew their long swords and slashed at Yang Ling.

"Shhhhh!"

Yang Ling snorted coldly, brandishing his long sword and instantly killing several imperial guards and more than a dozen men in black.

"hiss!"

Murong Mingyue glared coldly at Yang Ling and said, "You little bastard, you're asking for death!"

She swung her right hand, and the long sword slashed straight down.

"Humph!"

Yang Ling's arm jerked, and his long sword slashed, cutting Murong Mingyue's arm.

Murong Mingyue groaned, her face contorting in pain.

But she did not back down and continued to swing her long sword at Yang Ling.

"Zheng!"

Yang Ling snorted coldly, threw away the long knife in his hand, and then drew the sword at his waist to meet Murong Mingyue's attack.

"Clang clang clang!"

The two wielded longswords and swords and quickly engaged in battle.

In a short time, the two fought more than a dozen rounds, with neither gaining the upper hand.

"Shhhhh!"

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from the air.

"Shhhhhh!"

A volley of arrows came flying in.

Yang Ling's expression changed slightly. He immediately dodged the attack of the arrows and moved to the side.

But Murong Mingyue's expression remained unchanged. She flipped her hands, and two daggers appeared in her hands.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Murong Mingyue brandished her dagger, instantly deflecting dozens of arrows.