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

Is the word "like" a possible relationship between him and her?

His gaze revealed a sense of bewilderment, but it only strengthened Qin Yurou's resolve.

“Young Master Yang, I know you have some misunderstandings about me, but I believe that as long as I try my best to correct my mistakes, one day you will come to like me.”

She believes that nothing is impossible for a willing heart.

She's not in a hurry.

“No need,” Yang Ling shook his head. “I have a wife, and I wouldn’t like a girl like you.”

Qin Yurou stared blankly at the handsome young man in front of her.

So, he was already married.

“I don’t mind. As long as it’s you, I’m willing to wait for you no matter when. Don’t you like candied hawthorns? I bought some for you.”

Qin Yurou raised her hand, and a string of crystal-clear candied hawthorns appeared in her palm.

"Try it, it's very sweet."

Sunlight streamed down, illuminating the girl's delicate face.

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment. He didn't take the candied hawthorn, but instead looked up and gazed into the girl's clear, cold eyes: "Are you Qin Yurou?"

“Mmm,” Qin Yurou took a bite of the candied hawthorn, her eyes crinkling into a smile, “I am Qin Yurou, your cousin. We grew up together.”

Why did you impersonate her?

“I’m not impersonating her,” Qin Yurou blinked. “I am her.”

Yang Ling's expression gradually returned to calm, and his gaze, filled with scrutiny, fixed on Qin Yurou.

"You haven't answered my question yet, so why are you impersonating her?"

Qin Yurou was stunned for a moment: "Because... I think I look a lot like her."

"So much so that you would even dare to lie about her child?"

"To be honest, I don't want to marry into any wealthy family. I just want to stay by Achen's side," Qin Yurou said with a smile. "Actually, I've always wanted to be with you. If you're willing, I can be your wife anytime."

Qin Yurou is an intelligent woman.

She knew that Yang Ling was extremely talented and would surely achieve great things in the future. She would never let go of such an outstanding man.

Therefore, she was willing to compromise herself in order to marry him.

Yang Ling's expression grew even colder, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Your words might fool a three-year-old, but you're still too green to fool me!"

Qin Yurou was stunned, staring blankly at Yang Ling's face.

She never imagined that this man was so perceptive.

Perhaps... he has already realized that she is not Qin Yurou?

"You don't believe me? Then I'll prove it to you," Qin Yurou suddenly stood up and walked slowly to Yang Ling. A gentle breeze blew by, causing the girl's black hair to flutter.

"That woman will abandon you sooner or later. You are not worthy of her at all. No matter how strong your talent is, without anyone to support your cultivation, you will eventually be obliterated under the wheels of history. As for her... she is the princess of Tianfeng Kingdom. Compared to her, you are worlds apart. You can never surpass her."

Yang Ling closed her eyes.

Qin Yurou's voice still seemed to echo in my ears, each word piercing my heart.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yurou indifferently: "I don't want to hear this nonsense, you can leave!"

"Achen," Qin Yurou pleaded, "please don't send me away. If you don't like me anymore, then I'll leave. But... please let me stay by your side. I want to see you every day."

Yang Ling sneered, "You don't need to stay by my side, and I have no interest in taking in an imposter!"

"You're the imposter."

Qin Yurou frowned slightly, glaring angrily at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling ignored her and turned to walk outside.

“I’m not an imposter,” Qin Yurou gritted her teeth. “I really am Qin Yurou, I’m not an imposter.”

"hehe."

Yang Ling paused for a moment: "Qin Yurou, do you know what crime it is to impersonate a direct descendant of the Qin family?"

Qin Yurou's breath hitched.

"Anyone impersonating a direct descendant of the Qin family shall die!"

Qin Yurou panicked.

She was spoiled since childhood and acted recklessly because the Qin family doted on her.

Even if she didn't like Qin Yunfei, she wouldn't impersonate Qin Yurou; otherwise, she wouldn't be alive today.

But she... just wanted to have this man.

"I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have impersonated Yu Rou, but I like you, I really like you." Qin Yu Rou's eyes were filled with tears. "If you won't accept me, I'll have no choice but to kill myself. I don't want you to feel guilty. Please let me stay, okay?"

Yang Ling froze, turned around to look at Qin Yurou's tear-streaked face, and fell silent.

This time, Qin Yurou didn't disturb him. She just sat quietly at the table, obediently waiting for his answer.

After a long while, Yang Ling finally came to his senses. He sighed softly, shook his head with a bitter smile, and said, "It's impossible between us."

"Why is it impossible? I'm no worse than that woman."

Qin Yurou's expression changed slightly, and she clenched her fists in resentment.

She is the second young lady of the Qin family, with great talent and a prodigy trained by a famous teacher. How could she possibly be inferior to that wild girl?

Yang Ling remained silent, lowering his eyes to conceal the cold glint within them.

He is different from Yang Ling'er.

Yang Ling'er was only vain and greedy; he had never seen her have any ambitions.

Qin Yurou was indeed somewhat foolish; she was too selfish.

He once thought that he could simply treat her as a younger sister, but now it seems that he was wrong.

"Sorry, I don't like you."

Qin Yurou's body trembled slightly. She gripped her dress tightly and bit her lip, saying, "Unless you divorce her, I will not leave!"

Yang Ling sneered, "If you continue to pester me, I will have no choice but to send you to the authorities."

Qin Yurou's face was pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and pain appeared in her eyes.

This man treated her so cruelly.

“Ah Chen…”

Yang Ling took a deep breath: "Go away, I don't want to see you."

Qin Yurou opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't say anything and left the room dejectedly.

Just as she took one step, Yang Ling's voice came again: "Once I'm healed, you'll move out immediately!"

Qin Yurou's back suddenly stiffened. She slowly turned around to face Yang Ling, biting her red lips: "My parents will blame you."

Yang Ling scoffed, "I don't care what methods you use, I need my own space. As for whether your parents blame me or not, that's none of my business."

Qin Yurou lowered her head, concealing the viciousness in her eyes.

She didn't do it, and she denies it.

not to mention……

She's a member of the Qin family!

Even if her parents disliked Yang Ling, they wouldn't dare to do anything to her!

"Then you have a good rest, I'll leave first."

Qin Yurou was downcast, but she still managed a smile. She smiled softly, turned around and left, her steps a little unsteady.

This time, she didn't turn back and walked straight out of the courtyard.

Only after her figure completely disappeared did Yang Ling withdraw his gaze. He looked up at the courtyard, a shadow passing over his handsome face.