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

The three brothers, Yang Jinxuan, Yang Yuntao, and Yang Jincheng, represented the direct and collateral branches of the Yang family, respectively, and sat at the same table with Old Master Yang and Old Madam Yang. Yang Yuntao introduced the collateral branches of the Yang family one by one.

“Grandmother, I heard that you have been unwell in recent years, so I specially sought out a famous doctor to treat you, and you are now recovering. I also brought some ointment with me. Would you like to try it and see if it suits you?” Yang Jinxuan asked the old lady in a gentle and humble manner.

A glint of light flashed in Madam Yang's old, cloudy eyes, and she nodded gently: "Thank you for your trouble, Xuan'er."

"I wouldn't dare, it's all what I should do as a grandson." Yang Jinxuan bowed slightly, his posture elegant.

"The eldest son is truly filial!"

"Why haven't I met such a filial grandson?"

……

Yang Jinxuan's performance won a round of praise, and Yang Yuntao was quite proud, but also somewhat embarrassed.

His son was just a spoiled brat. Although he had some talent, he was far inferior to Yang Jinxuan. Therefore, Yang Yuntao didn't like Yang Jinxuan much.

Seeing Yang Jinxuan's success, Yang Wanting was displeased, but she maintained a polite smile on her face.

Other members of the Yang family's collateral branches were envious of the harmonious relationship between Old Madam Yang and Yang Jinxuan and his son, but they did not show it.

“Yuntao, I dreamt of your father last night,” Old Madam Yang suddenly said.

Yang Yuntao was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Did your father appear in your dream?"

"Yes," Madam Yang sighed, her expression melancholy. "Your father told me in a dream that he died unjustly, that his bedmate killed him."

“Grandmother, aren’t you overthinking this? Father is a brave and skilled warrior who has made great contributions on the battlefield. How could he…” Yang Yuntao said hesitantly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

“I also hope I’m overthinking it.” Madam Yang waved her hand, interrupting Yang Yuntao, and said sadly, “But that person is indeed your father. If you don’t believe me, you can have the people from the Imperial Observatory come and see. Your father’s remains are still buried in his tomb.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuntao's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in horror, "Grandmother, this is absolutely impossible! Father is an official of the imperial court, how could he possibly keep remains of a corpse, and... and..."

As he spoke, Yang Yuntao looked at Yang Wanting.

Yang Wanting appeared calm and composed, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

Yang Yuntao's eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Yang Wanting, why did you frame my father? What are your true intentions?"

Yang Wanting's face darkened with anger as she rebuked, "Third brother, are you doubting me? What makes you think you can slander me?"

"Heh, you're still pretending. Do you think I don't know you're involved with the mastermind behind my father's murder?" Yang Yuntao questioned sharply, his eyes filled with resentment.

Yang Wanting's face turned pale instantly, and she stared at Yang Yuntao in shock.

How did Yang Yuntao find out about her secret affair with Yang Yuntao?

Yang Wanting was flustered and her head was buzzing.

Yang Yuntao pressed on aggressively, roaring, "Yang Wanting, my father treated you like a younger sister, and you actually killed him! You're utterly heartless, worse than a pig or a dog!"

"Enough, Yang Yuntao! Are you crazy?" Yang Yunfeng shouted with a stern face.

Yang Yuntao roared, "I'm not crazy, I'm perfectly sober! I'm warning you, don't even think about touching my father's remains! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Yang Wanting's delicate body trembled, tears welling up in her eyes, and she choked out as she protested, "It wasn't me! I don't know that person at all, let alone know that person is my father's killer!"

"Hmph, you still dare to argue!" Yang Yuntao sneered.

"Brother, don't make false accusations! I'm your own sister! How can you slander me like this!" Yang Wanting cried as she accused him. "If you think I killed Father, then please provide evidence! Otherwise, even if it goes to the Emperor, I'm not afraid of you!"

Yang Yuntao's face turned ashen, and he was about to retaliate when Yang Yunfeng stopped him.

"Second brother, calm down first." Yang Yunfeng comforted Yang Yuntao, then turned to the old lady Yang and said, "Grandmother, I believe that Wanting is definitely not the one who murdered her father."

Yang Yunfeng and Yang Wanting are siblings from the same mother and have a very deep bond.

When Yang Wanting saw Yang Yunfeng speak up for her, her heart warmed, and a joyful smile appeared on her tear-streaked face.

Madam Yang glanced at Yang Wanting and said indifferently, "Since Yunfeng says she is innocent, let's put this matter aside for now."

Yang Yuntao glared angrily at Yang Wanting, who lowered her head in grievance and dared not say another word.

Yang Ling looked at Yang Wanting with a sharp, piercing gaze that sent chills down her spine.

Yang Wanting couldn't help but shrink back, avoiding Yang Ling's gaze, and clenched her fists in resentment.

She would never admit that she orchestrated Yang Zhenning's death, and she would never allow others to seize on her mistakes!

Yang Yuntao glared angrily at Yang Wanting, then smiled apologetically at Yang Ling: "Ling'er, don't be angry."

“I’m not angry.” Yang Ling shook her head, a sarcastic smile playing on her lips.

Yang Wanting, this seemingly innocent but actually naive woman, is quite the actress.

Yang Yuntao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yang Ling, and his eyes lit up: "Ling'er, you've grown quite a bit taller today."

Yang Ling smiled faintly and said nothing.

Seeing that Yang Ling ignored him, Yang Yuntao focused his attention on the food at the banquet. After eating and drinking his fill, he left.

"Uncle, you must stay a few more days for this birthday celebration," Yang Yuntao said before leaving.

"Hmm," Yang Yuntao replied casually.

After seeing Yang Yuntao off, everyone went back inside.

As soon as she entered the house, Madam Yang frowned and said, "Yun Tao's temper has become more and more irritable lately."

“Mother, Yuntao is still young. We can teach him slowly,” advised Bitao, Madam Yang’s personal maid.

"Sigh, this child is so sensitive. I don't know when he'll be able to change his ways." Old Madam Yang looked worried. "Fortunately, Yunlu and Yunfan are doing well. Otherwise, our Yang family probably wouldn't have lasted much longer."

This is what Madam Yang is worried about.

Although the Yang family has Yang Yuntao, a legitimate son who has risen to prominence miraculously, Yang Yuntao is ultimately an illegitimate son, and his father died young. It is unknown how the vast family fortune will be squandered in Yang Yuntao's hands.

As the saying goes, "It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature," and Madam Yang was unwilling to see the Yang family ruined in her hands.

"Mother, don't worry, with your grandson here, the Yang family will definitely prosper," Yang Yunfan said with a smile, his tone languid.

“Yes, Yunfan is a clever and quick-witted child, and he is also highly skilled in martial arts. He will surely inherit the Yang family’s legacy in the future,” Yang Yuntao chimed in. “Mother, just wait and enjoy your good fortune.”

Upon hearing this, Madam Yang nodded with satisfaction: "You two brothers are both good. I am at ease entrusting the Yang family to you."

"Yunfan, you just said you wanted to marry Miss Lingxue?" Old Madam Yang suddenly brought this up.

“Yes.” Yang Yunfan nodded.