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

"But……"

“Don’t worry, I have my own way of changing the old man’s mind,” Yang Ling said with a faint smile. “After all, the old man loves me more than he loves you. If I don’t want to, no one can force me. So, you don’t need to worry about this.”

"Then I believe you."

Mu Ya lowered her head, concealing the disappointment in her eyes.

Perhaps she should be thankful that Yang Ling still cherishes a past relationship.

"In addition," Yang Ling paused before saying, "three days from now is our wedding day. I hope you will dress up in your finest clothes and marry me in style."

Mu Ya pursed her lips, her lowered eyelashes obscuring the light in her eyes.

When she looked up, her smile was radiant, as dazzling as the summer sun.

"Brother Ling, I will definitely marry you in a grand and glorious way."

……

Yun family.

Muya sat alone in the pavilion, gazing at the reflection in the lake, her eyes fixed on it for a long time.

"Muya, why did you run out all by yourself?" Yun Yao hurriedly caught up, panting and patting her chest. "You don't know, your father and grandmother are looking for you."

Mu Ya clenched her fists tightly, her eyes dimming: "I want to leave the Yang family."

Yun Yao was stunned.

Leave the Yang family?

"Muya, I've heard that the Yang family is very powerful. If you leave the Yang family, won't you be bullied?"

Mu Ya shook her head: "I just want to leave here. As for anything else, I don't care."

"But……"

"Don't worry, although the Yang family is not as good as the Mu family, their reputation in the Liuhuo Empire is very high, and the Yang family would not dare to do anything to me."

Yun Yao sighed: "So you plan to leave and never come back?"

"Ah."

Muya nodded slightly in agreement.

"Alright." Yun Yao shrugged and gave a wry smile. "Since you've made up your mind, I'll go with you."

"You...aren't you going to discuss this with your father?" Mu Ya frowned and asked.

Yun Yao shook her head: "I ran away secretly, and I don't want to bother my father again."

She ran away this time to discuss something with Muya.

Muya clearly did not want to have anything to do with the Yun family.

Even worse, she didn't even want to stay in the Yang family.

Therefore, she had no choice but to follow Muya.

"Okay, let's go. I'll take you back to the Mu family."

Mu Ya didn't ask Yun Yao how she escaped. She grabbed the girl's wrist and walked towards the courtyard gate.

……

Yang family.

Yang Ling, dressed in red, stood at the doorway, his handsome face adorned with a gentle smile.

"Xiao Bei, bring in the rouge you just bought."

As Yang Ling finished speaking, her maid Xiao Bei hurriedly came over from a distance and placed two boxes of rouge in front of Yang Ling.

“Young master, these rouges are the ones you asked me to buy last time. I’ve been keeping them safe for you, and they’re finally coming in handy today.”

Yang Ling always had a smile on her lips.

"Xiao Bei, thank you."

"You're too kind, young master," Xiao Bei smiled shyly. "These are all my duties."

Yang Ling reached out and unwrapped the rouge paper, pulled out the pure white ointment inside, applied it to her palm, and then placed it over the wound.

Under his treatment, the wound gradually healed, and the bloodstains disappeared completely.

Yang Ling smiled with satisfaction, then handed the box to Xiao Bei and said, "This box of rouge is a reward for you."

"Huh?" Xiao Bei was stunned. "This servant only did her duty. Young master, you don't need to give this servant a reward."

“You are my sister, so it’s only right that I give you things,” Yang Ling said with a slight smile. “Besides, you always like to argue with Mu Ya whenever you see her. You are still young and don’t know what patience is. Consider these rouges as a lesson for you.”

Xiao Bei bit her lip: "But... this is all the money you worked so hard to earn, I..."

"Take it, I won't lack money in the future."

Yang Ling smiled and patted Xiao Bei's head: "I only have one sister like you. I earn money not for myself, but for you. After I get married in the future, I will still need you to support me. It's okay to give you this money for self-defense."

“Young master, I don’t want this money. Keep it for yourself. When you grow up, you will definitely find a virtuous and kind wife and won’t have to work hard to make a living.”

Yang Ling was stunned, staring in surprise at Xiao Bei's tender face.

Why do you think I would choose a virtuous and gentle wife?

"Because your personality is not suitable for marrying into a prestigious family, otherwise, those noble ladies would not be able to stand you."

After hearing Xiao Bei's words, Yun Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes.

How could she forget that Xiao Bei is such a straightforward girl?

She has no sense of what to say and what not to say; if you give her a slight hint, she will tell you everything.

"Ahem!" Yun Yao coughed twice, then glanced awkwardly at Yang Ling. "Brother Ling, Xiao Bei didn't mean it."

Yang Ling nodded with a faint smile, without blaming Xiao Bei.

"Muya".

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out, startling Yun Yao so much that she froze and almost fell to the ground.

Mu Ya turned around and saw the stunningly handsome man emerging from the woods. Her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes widened in shock.

She hadn't expected Yang Ling to suddenly appear here.

Even more, how did he manage to bypass all the guards and silently reach her from behind?

"Young Master Yang."

Mu Ya slowly rose and bowed with her hands clasped in greeting.

"Muya, did you and Xiaobei come to see me?" Yang Ling asked with a light smile.

Mu Ya remained silent for a while before saying, "I have something I'd like to ask you for help with."

"Oh?" Yang Ling raised an eyebrow. "Go on."

"The Yang family has considerable influence in the capital. Could you help me contact the head wife of the Yang family and tell her that I want to leave the Yang family?"

"You're leaving?" Yang Ling frowned. "Where are you going?"

Mu Ya pursed her lips: "My mother died early, and my father is often away from home. The only person who cares about me is my second aunt. I want to visit her."

"I see."

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "Leave this matter to me. You don't need to leave the Yang family to avoid any danger. I will make the arrangements."

"Thank you."

Muya nodded slightly.

It wasn't that she didn't want to stay.

The truth is that the Mu family is too complicated, and if I stay, it might bring me trouble.

She'd better take this opportunity to leave.

"Young Master Yang, I shall take my leave now."

Mu Ya turned around, grabbed Yun Yao, and headed towards the door.

But before she could take a step, Yang Ling stopped her.

"Where are you going?" Yang Ling asked, her brows furrowed with doubt.

Muya paused for a moment, then said, "I want to leave here."

"Leave?" Yang Ling was taken aback.

He knew that Mu Ya wanted to find Mu Qingge.

Unfortunately, she returned shortly after leaving.

"I have found your sister for you, and you can go see her now."

"You found her?" Mu Ya excitedly turned to look at Yang Ling.