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

Chu Yifeng sneered: "You think she'll harm Nanxian?"

"Isn't that right?" Yang Ling blinked. "Back then, Mu Ya was fighting the enemy on the battlefield, and Nan Xian risked his life to save her. But you also know Mu Ya's attitude towards Nan Xian. How could she bear to let him take such a risk? If Nan Xian died, wouldn't she become a widow?"

These words left Chu Yifeng speechless.

He was unwilling to doubt Muya's words, and he also trusted his son's judgment.

Komuya...

They won't let Nanxian take any risks.

"You go."

Chu Yifeng lowered his eyes, concealing the emotions within them.

Regardless of whether Mu Ya liked him or not, he could only keep his promise and marry the Mu family's daughter.

“Brother,” Yang Ling sighed, “I have returned this time to leave. You don’t need to see me off. I have made up my mind and will depart tomorrow.”

Chu Yifeng's fingers trembled slightly as he gripped the brush. He turned and stared at Yang Ling's retreating figure, a complex light flickering in his eyes.

"Brother, take care of yourself. Remember to visit me in Beiliang in the future. Also, after I leave, take good care of the Mu family to prevent them from suffering."

After saying that, Yang Ling pushed open the door and walked out.

Chu Yifeng remained silent for a long time, gazing in the direction Yang Ling had left.

After a long while, he finally put down his brush.

Yang Ling left, and he felt a little melancholy.

Yang Ling was his only beloved younger brother, and because of this, he doted on him exceptionally, even shielding him from harm and willing to sacrifice everything for him.

Therefore, he always wanted Yang Ling to get married and have children.

Unfortunately, Mu Ya had no interest in him, and he dared not force her, lest pushing her too far would backfire.

“Princess,” Chu Yifeng shook the calligraphy brush in his hand, “what exactly are your thoughts?”

Yang Ling was unwilling to get married, and Mu Ya had never mentioned it, so he dared not force her.

Why is Ke Muya so stubborn about refusing to get married?

Could it be... that she likes someone else?

……

In Yang Garden, atop the eaves, a man stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile playing on his lips, his gaze fixed on the distance.

After a long pause, he chuckled softly.

“Yang Ling, Yang Ling, your niece is quite special.”

……

The Yang family's courtyard was peaceful and serene.

Madam Yang stood in the courtyard, watching the boy leap down from the treetops, her eyes gentle and kind.

"Little Yi'er, what brings you here to visit your aunt today?"

The young man wore a blue robe, had a delicate face and handsome features, especially his phoenix eyes, which were as black as ink and clear and captivating.

"Auntie, is there anything I can help you with?"

Madam Yang's cheeks flushed instantly: "Auntie is fine, I was just feeling a bit down and wanted to talk to you."

Little Yi'er is such a well-behaved child, it's impossible not to want to tease him.

But the child was extremely intelligent, and she was afraid that if she made even the slightest mistake, the child would tell the old man, and then he would definitely give her a severe scolding.

"Auntie, what brings you here?" Xiao Yi'er frowned.

Madam Yang smiled and said, "Little Yi'er, your aunt has something she'd like to ask you."

"Ok?"

"You help your aunt find someone. If you find her, tell your aunt that she must bring her here, even if it costs her her life."

"Who?"

“Her name is… Yun Xiao!” Madam Yang’s eyes were firm. “If you can find her and have her come to the Yang residence to find me, I will give you a pharmacy owned by the Yang family.”

Xiao Yi'er was taken aback: "Why does Auntie insist on finding him?"

"Oh dear, this matter is rather complicated, so I won't explain it to you. You should go now." Madam Yang patted the boy's shoulder, then turned and went into the room. A short while later, she took out several silver notes and stuffed them into Xiao Yi'er's hand.

Little Yi'er stared blankly at Madam Yang, clutching the silver note, and asked, "Auntie, what are you... doing?"

"Take the silver notes and go find that Young Master Yun Xiao. Make sure you help him find what he wants. If you don't find him, never come back. You should know that the Yang family has no cowards!"

Madam Yang snorted coldly, raised her head, and left haughtily.

Little Yi'er scratched her head blankly and asked in confusion, "Why can't our daughters be as cheerful as Auntie? I really wish my sister could be like Auntie."

"Brother, didn't I tell you I'm a girl?" Yang Le pouted and mumbled twice.

"Oh, right, you're a girl." Xiao Yi'er suddenly realized, and he grinned as he moved closer to Yang Le. "Did you hear what I was saying to your aunt just now?"

Yang Le tilted his head: "I heard you. Do you want to get married? I think I'm pretty, and my father is the ruler of a city. I'm sure no girl would dislike me."

"..." Xiao Yi'er pouted, "Don't be silly, I just want you to do something for me."

“Okay,” Yang Le said with a bright smile. “Just tell me, I’ll definitely help you if I can. You’re my brother, after all.”

……

The morning light enveloped the entire earth.

Yang Ling sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at Mu Ya's sleeping face.

His fingers gently caressed the girl's fair and delicate face.

"Muya, I have ultimately let you down, but I don't regret it. If I hadn't met you, I might have lived a lonely life. I would rather spend my whole life with you than be alone."

Yang Ling's eyes welled up with tears. He withdrew his hand, sighed softly, and slowly walked away.

……

The next day.

As dawn broke, the morning light streamed through the window.

Yang Ling didn't sleep all night. When he woke up in the morning, his eyes were bloodshot. He rubbed his temples and slowly walked outside.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he looked up and gazed ahead.

Sunlight streamed into the room.

In that sunlight, the girl's beauty was unparalleled, stunning the world and captivating all who beheld her.

"Princess."

Yang Ling stared blankly at Mu Ya: "Princess, when did you arrive?"

Mu Ya smiled faintly: "I sneaked out last night and am now returning to the palace."

"..." Yang Ling's lips twitched slightly. He was a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry about what happened last night. I shouldn't have kept it from you."

Mu Ya smiled faintly: "You did this to save me."

“No, I’m doing this for the Yang family. I don’t want anyone to threaten the Yang family,” Yang Ling gritted her teeth. “So, I must stop the Yang family from being wiped out.”

"Have you ever considered that even if you can't stop the Yang family, they will still be wiped out?" Mu Ya sighed softly. "If I don't marry Shen Lan, she won't give up."

The hatred between her and Shen Lan is unsolvable.

If Shen Lan hadn't framed her, she wouldn't have lost her memory and forgotten her father and sister.

“Princess,” Yang Ling pursed her thin lips and remained silent for a long time, “didn’t you say that you chose to marry me to repay your father and sister?”

Mu Ya was taken aback; she had indeed said that.

“Since you agreed to this for the sake of your father and sister, then we will continue to fulfill our marriage contract. Once our marriage is dissolved, I will let you return to the Southern Xian Dynasty with me.”