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

The man chuckled lightly, "That's not up to you. Someone, bring the Second Madam over. I need to see her."

The maidservant hurriedly left.

Before long, a woman rushed in. She flinched in fright when she saw Mu Ling's gloomy face.

"Master," the woman said tremblingly, "the Prince..."

"Get out!" Mu Ling roared. "Who gave you permission to set foot in the Mu family?"

The woman was so frightened that her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

She turned her head tremblingly to the man beside her, pleading, "Your Highness, I..."

"roll!"

The man frowned and rebuked him sternly.

The woman's legs trembled, and she was so frightened that she wet herself and left.

Watching the woman's retreating figure, the man sighed, "Mu Ling, don't let my good intentions go to waste, otherwise, I will personally escort Mu Ya to my room."

Mu Ling's face turned ashen.

He didn't understand why the Prince was helping Yang Ling. Did Yang Ling and the Prince have a good relationship?

But now was not the time to think about these issues. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

“Your Highness, I don’t understand what you mean, but Muya is my wife, and she cannot marry anyone else.”

“Hehe, Mu Ling,” the man chuckled again, “I will take your daughter Mu Ya into my household sooner or later. This is the rule of our Prince’s Mansion. Apart from the Princess Consort, any concubine must enter our Prince’s Mansion.”

Mu Ling's expression changed drastically.

This man's ambition is so great? He even dares to dream of making his daughter a concubine?

“Your Highness, I am afraid I cannot comply with this order.”

Mu Ling shook his head resolutely. He would rather Mu Ya be expelled from the household than have her marry him.

The man sneered, "Mu Ling, I've already given you enough face. Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being impolite! If you don't let her into the manor, then you can expect to be kicked out of the Mu family."

After saying this, the man turned and walked towards the door.

Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, and was about to chase after him when suddenly a figure blocked his way, a handsome face beaming with a bright smile.

"Your Highness, you've come at the right time. I need your help with something."

"You are..." The man stopped, looking at the man in blue with surprise, and frowned slightly. "What do you want with me?"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Your Highness, I have liked Miss Mu Ya for a long time, but unfortunately I have never had the chance to meet her. I wonder if I could meet her?"

Mu Ling looked wary: "What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, I just want to cultivate a relationship with Miss Muya," Yang Ling touched his nose. "Your Highness, I've heard that Miss Muya is kind and gentle by nature, unlike Miss Muling who is so shrewish and willful. If you don't agree, she won't marry you."

Mu Ling's face was as black as a pot.

Although Yang Ling praised Mu Ya, he meant that he disliked his daughter for being too fierce.

"Brother Mu Ling, you should know that if Mu Ya follows you, she probably won't live for many more years. Are you sure you want to give up the Mu family's interests for a daughter?"

Mu Ling remained silent.

He could do anything for his daughter, but Muya was different.

The Mu family is his life's work; if he loses the Mu family, he will have nothing left!

“Your Highness,” Mu Ling lowered his eyes, “I need to consider this matter.”

The man shrugged: "Whatever, it's not up to you to decide this anyway."

“Yes,” Yang Ling nodded with a smile, “Please make yourself at home, Your Highness.”

The man glanced at the trees and flowers in the yard before finally turning and leaving.

Mu Ling only breathed a sigh of relief after the man's figure had completely disappeared.

"General Mu," Yang Yi said seriously as soon as the man left, his smile vanished. "I hope you will consider this carefully. You should know the power of the Prince. If you offend the Prince, even the Mu family will suffer annihilation!"

“I’m sorry,” Mu Ling looked up at Yang Yi, “I will not hand Ya’er over to the Prince.”

"Aren't you afraid that the Prince will harm Muya?"

“What I’m more worried about is the Princess Consort!” Mu Ling said with a sneer. “You know better than I do who the Prince is. If the Princess Consort finds out about Mu Ya’s relationship with me, she will definitely take the opportunity to deal with Ya’er.”

Yang Yi's expression shifted slightly. He clenched his fists, suppressing his anger: "I don't care whether you believe it or not, Mu Ya will always be a concubine of the Prince! If the Mu family hadn't been weak, how could she have been reduced to a concubine?"

Mu Ling sneered: "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that because the Mu family is weak, you are willing to sacrifice Ya'er?"

Yang Yi's eyes flickered a few times: "I'm only doing this for the good of the Mu family."

Mu Ling sneered and turned to walk into the house.

"You take care of yourself!"

Yang Yi's face stiffened, and he stared coldly at Mu Ling's back, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, which quickly disappeared.

A faint smile played on his lips as he strode away from the Mu family home.

He will get his hands on the Mu family sooner or later.

……

Inside the study, Mu Ling sat in a chair, her fingers lightly stroking the desk.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he abruptly stood up, pushed open the door, and ran wildly towards the Yang family's direction.

At this time, the Yang family's gate was bustling with visitors, who came in an endless stream.

Everyone rushed to send invitations to the Yang family, even the powerful families that had been at odds with them sent people.

The reason is simple: the Yang family has now climbed up to the Huangfu family!

The Huangfu family is second only to the Mu family on the continent. No matter how powerful the Mu family is, it cannot defeat the entire Huangfu family.

Therefore, everyone wanted to curry favor with the Yang family.

only……

The head of the Yang family always kept his doors closed to visitors and refused to see anyone.

This scene made the visiting families quite embarrassed, and they awkwardly retreated.

But they did not give up.

after all……

This time, the Yang family's target was not this group of aristocratic families, but Yang Xiang, the legitimate son of a collateral branch of the Yang family.

Yang Xiang's talent was mediocre, and his cultivation to such a level was entirely due to the pills provided by his family.

If the Yang family were to choose a member of a collateral branch as their heir, they would undoubtedly choose Yang Xiang.

"Father."

Mu Ling stood at the door, his brows furrowed with anxiety. His gaze swept over the crowd gathered at the door and finally settled on the plaque above the door.

The Yang family's plaque bears two characters written in gold paint: "Yang Mansion".

These two words, however, demonstrate their power and influence on this continent. Even though the Mu family is renowned in Beishui City, they are still no match for the Yang family.

"Father, I beg you, please let me in."

Mu Ling pleaded desperately, but Old Master Yang remained unmoved.

"Mu Ling, don't forget what you promised me. Mu Ya must marry the Prince. If you break your promise, our Yang family will do everything in our power to take revenge on the Mu family."

Mu Ling remained silent, but his gaze remained fixed on the Yang family.