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

Qin Cheng glanced coldly at the group, then turned his gaze to Liu Rong, bowing slightly: "Auntie."

His attitude was polite and courteous.

Liu Rong paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

"Please sit down."

She nodded slightly.

At Liu Rong's prompting, Qin Cheng finally sat down.

Before long, everyone had arrived in the Yang family hall.

Qin Chen's face was ashen. He kept staring at the outside of the hall, his gaze never leaving Yang Xueqing.

After a long while, Yang Xueqing finally arrived late.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, all eyes were on her.

The girl wore a pink dress that made her look even more charming and cute. She walked slowly into the hall with graceful steps, her clear eyes scanning the crowd, her face slightly pale.

Her eyes were red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Qin Chen felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart. He subconsciously stood up, but as soon as he took a step, he forced himself to hold back.

"Xueqing, come quickly to Chen'er's side," Liu Rong hurriedly stood up and waved to Yang Xueqing. "Look at Chen'er, how outstanding he is. Even God has blessed him with such a stunningly beautiful face."

Yang Xueqing lowered her head, her heart filled with jealousy, and her eyes were a little sore.

She only hated the parents of this body for making her take Yang Xueqing's place.

She had thought that the young master of the Qin family would marry her, but Qin Chen was blind, and she could not possibly marry a disabled person!

"Xueqing, why are you still standing there like an idiot?"

Liu Rong shouted angrily, and seeing Yang Xueqing still standing there blankly, she suddenly felt a little anxious.

This girl is usually quite clever, why is she suddenly acting silly today?

Even Yang Ling looked at Yang Xueqing with some surprise. He pondered for a while, then suddenly stood up: "Xueqing, you spend some time with Chen'er first. I have something to discuss with my father."

"Third brother," Yang Yuze's eyelids twitched, "what do you want to do?"

“Xueqing is my sister, so naturally I have to care about her,” Yang Ling smiled. “How about this, I’ll go with her?”

After saying this, Yang Ling turned and walked out the door.

Yang Xueqing pursed her lips. She didn't want to go to the Qin family, but Yang Xueqi dragged her away and forced her to leave with Yang Yuze.

As Qin Chen watched Yang Xueqing's departing figure, his eyes gradually darkened.

Yang Yuze paused slightly, turned around to look at Qin Chen, and asked, "Chen'er, do you know Xue Qing?"

Qin Chen clenched his fists: "She is my fiancée!"

boom!

Like a bolt of lightning striking, Yang Yuze's face stiffened, and he turned in astonishment to look in the direction Yang Xueqing had left.

"You just said... Xueqing is your fiancée?"

How can this be?

Would a family like the Qin family choose to take Xueqing as a concubine?

“Yang Xueqing’s fiancé is the young master of the Qin family,” Qin Chen said indifferently, glancing at Yang Yuze. “I’m not making this up, and besides, she’s not worthy of being my fiancée.”

In Qin Chen's eyes, no one except Yang Ling was worthy of his affection.

Yang Xueqi bit her lip and clenched her fists in resentment.

She was clearly more outstanding than Yang Xueqing, yet at this crucial moment, the young master of the Qin family proposed to annul the engagement.

Yang Ling's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Qin Chen, you don't need to belittle yourself. Xue Qing is not good enough for you."

"Is Yang Xueqi good enough for me?" Qin Chen curled his lips in a sarcastic smile, as if he thought Yang Xueqi was just as foolish as her mother.

Yang Xueqi was forced to marry her father because she refused to give up her position as the young mistress of the Qin family.

He did not want Yang Xueqing to follow in Yang Xueqi's footsteps; in fact, she did not even deserve to be a concubine!

Yang Yuze pondered for a long time, his gaze fixed on Qin Chen.

His gaze was deep and unfathomable, leaving Qin Chen somewhat puzzled.

“Xueqing,” Yang Yuze concealed the deep look in his eyes, turned to look at Yang Xueqing, and said with a sigh, “Although I really want to bring you and Chen’er together, I respect your decision.”

Yang Xueqing was taken aback and looked up at Yang Yuze.

Her eyes lit up with joy: "Thank you, Dad."

Yang Yuze's expression was somewhat bitter, but he still lovingly patted Yang Xueqing's head.

"Xueqing, you should go back to the Qin family mansion with the young master first. Your elder brother will send someone to bring you back later."

Yang Xueqing nodded obediently: "Okay."

She looked up, gazing at Qin Chen with a fascinated look.

Even at such close range, he never looked at her directly, only glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

In that instant, Yang Xueqing felt a tightness in her chest, as if something was pressing down on her, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She lowered her eyes, concealing the sorrow within.

“Nephew Qin,” Liu Rong said with a smile, “now it’s time for you to keep your promise and bring out the betrothal gifts.”

Qin Chen smiled faintly: "I will compensate the Yang family."

Liu Rong was stunned; she hadn't expected Qin Chen to agree so easily.

This time, the Yang family actually picked up a treasure.

"Alright, since Young Master Qin is so generous, then I will accept it on behalf of the Yang family."

Qin Chen turned and walked out of the courtyard.

"Nephew Qin." Yang Yan hurriedly chased after him, a fawning smile on his face. "The Qin family is our Yang family's benefactor. Our Yang family will definitely repay the Qin family. May I ask when the Qin family plans to hold the wedding banquet?"

For the past two years, they have been trying to curry favor with the Qin family, hoping that their marriage will be finalized soon.

After all, they had all heard that the Qin family head already had an heir, and that the Qin family head and his wife doted on that heir. It was likely that the Qin family would be handed over to Qin Chen in just a few years.

Now that the young master of the Qin family has a fiancée, wouldn't the Yang family also be able to take this opportunity to curry favor with the Qin family?

"It is not advisable to get married too early."

"Oh, I see, I understand now," Yang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "Then when will Nephew Qin's engagement be dissolved?"

Qin Chen stopped and turned around, his gaze calmly fixed on Yang Yan.

"Five years!"

He meant five years!

Five years!

Yang Yan's eyes widened in surprise.

Yang Xueqing was also stunned, staring at Qin Chen in disbelief.

Five years... then she'll be twenty years old in five years.

Can she really wait five years?

“Nephew Qin, you…”

“General Yang,” Qin Chen’s voice was cold and deep, “I will marry Miss Yang five years from now.”

Yang Xueqing trembled, clenching her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. The pain made her tremble all over, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

This is what she wanted, isn't it?

Yang Yan frowned: "Nephew Qin, five years is too long. Can we reschedule?"

Qin Chen laughed: "Patriarch Yang, Miss Yang and I have already pledged our lives to each other, so please do not force me. I will keep my promise and will definitely marry Miss Yang within five years. If I break this vow, may I be struck by lightning."

Lightning strikes?

Yang Yan was startled and quickly shook his head: "No, there's no need to make such a solemn oath. I trust Qin Shi Nephew's character. It won't take five years, four years at most."

Given the Qin family's strength, he dared not let Qin Chen make such a vicious oath.

"Ah."