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

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The maids were so frightened that they hurriedly chased after Xiao Chenfeng.

"Your Highness," a maid rushed into Phoenix Garden, her voice filled with anxiety, "Your Highness, something terrible has happened! The Prince just had a quarrel with the Crown Prince and then stormed off. No one can persuade him to stay!"

Shen Lan was stunned.

She opened her mouth as if to ask something, but ultimately kept it closed.

Xiao Chenfeng and the Crown Prince...

The two brothers had a very bad relationship.

She knew that Xiao Chenfeng disliked and hated the Crown Prince, so they rarely contacted each other and were like strangers.

Why did Xiao Chenfeng suddenly go to see the Crown Prince and even have a falling out with him over it?

"Keep an eye on the Princess. Report to me immediately if there is any news."

The maidservant glanced cautiously at Shen Lan, then bowed her head and respectfully responded.

Shen Lan's face turned deathly pale. She trembled all over and slowly turned and walked into the palace.

"Mother," Shen An asked worriedly when he saw Shen Lan's pale face, "Did Father bully you?"

Shen Lan forced a smile: "Your father and I have decided to sever our mother-son relationship and never see each other again."

Shen An remained silent for a long while before slowly saying, "Mother, actually Father..."

Before he could finish speaking, a chilling current surged into his heart, and he shuddered violently, daring not to utter another word.

“An’er, you should rest first,” Shen Lan patted Shen An’s shoulder. “Mother will find a doctor for you tomorrow, so don’t worry.”

Shen An looked up at Shen Lan, but hesitated to speak.

……

Night fell over the entire northern border.

A valley, hidden in the clouds and mist.

From a distance, it looks like a fairyland.

Yet this fairyland was shrouded in darkness, exuding a chilling and sinister aura.

"Your Highness!"

A voice came from the front, and Yang Ling, who was standing inside, looked up and glanced back.

"What's the matter that's causing such a commotion?" Yang Ling asked calmly, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Your Highness," the man said, sweat beading on his forehead, his expression grave, "I just received some bad news: the King of the Great Desert Kingdom... has captured Prince Nanxian."

Yang Ling's body suddenly stiffened. His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, and blood flowed down his palms, staining his clean robes red.

His throat was dry, and his hoarse voice was filled with bitterness.

"Young Master Nanxian has been arrested?"

"I don't know either, but it's true. Young Master Nanxian was taken away by the people of the Great Desert Kingdom."

Yang Ling's eyes flickered, and he pondered for a moment before saying, "I need to go and negotiate with the king now!"

“The king is unwilling to hand over Prince Nanxian,” the man said, bowing his head in silence for a long while. “I suspect that the king deliberately plotted to lure Your Highness there!”

Yang Ling scoffed: "How could such a cunning ruler do something so foolish?"

A sarcastic smile played on his lips as he spoke, each word deliberate: "Since Young Master Nanxian is in the desert, then I don't need to worry about Nanyang anymore. I'll head straight for the desert and rescue Nanxian!"

He refused to believe that his southern border would be captured by the king of the desert kingdom.

but……

What should he do if Nanxian is captured?

"Where is the Imperial Master?"

Yang Ling raised an eyebrow and asked.

"The Imperial Advisor has already gone to the desert with His Majesty," the man said, bowing his head. "The Imperial Advisor forbids us from interfering in this matter."

"The Imperial Advisor forbids you from interfering?" Yang Ling narrowed his eyes. "Isn't the Imperial Advisor deeply devoted to Nanxian? How could he bear to abandon Nanxian and leave alone?"

The man gave a bitter laugh.

The Imperial Preceptor did indeed have deep feelings for Nanxian, but more so because he was his only disciple.

pity……

"The Imperial Advisor is afraid that our whereabouts will be exposed and cause trouble," the man said with a heavy heart. "The Imperial Advisor said that Nanxian is his Achilles' heel, and no one can touch him!"

Reverse scale...

His Achilles' heel is Nanxian.

"Your Highness, I think we shouldn't rush into the desert!"

The Great Desert Kingdom is a very strange place.

On the continent, apart from the Heavenly God's Palace, no country can compare to the Great Desert.

The people of the desert are fierce and skilled in martial arts, and possess a wide variety of weapons.

Moreover, every three years, the desert would launch wars to seize the territories of other countries.

Therefore, whenever a war breaks out in the desert, all countries are on high alert, especially the Heavenly God's Palace...

"Your Highness, have you forgotten what the Imperial Advisor once said? The people of the desert are incompatible with those of the mainland and are not under our control. If we enter the desert without permission..."

Yang Ling remained silent for a long while, then slowly closed his eyes: "You may leave. I will handle this matter myself."

The man clenched his fists and stepped back.

Yang Ling stood up and slowly walked towards the door.

He pushed open the door, and a figure in black robes came into view.

The man stood with his back to the moonlight, motionless as a sculpture. The last ray of light shone on his handsome face, making his features even more alluring.

"Where do you want to go?" The man lowered his eyes slightly, his voice clear and gentle like jade, carrying a hint of coldness.

Yang Ling pursed her thin lips: "The desert is a place of great turmoil; I must go to find Nanxian."

He doesn't need your help.

"He wouldn't want me to go and die."

Yang Ling slowly turned around, her gaze fixed on the man: "He'll be fine."

The man's expression remained calm, but his tone was full of determination.

"He'll be fine."

He spoke very seriously, or perhaps he simply didn't want to admit that he had failed.

"Yang Ling," the man took a step closer to Yang Ling, "Do you know who he is?"

“I know.” Yang Ling raised her chin. “His name is Luo Chen, Nanxian.”

Luo Chen paused for a moment: "Do you know about Nanxian's background?"

"know."

"Heh," Luo Chen sneered, "Do you know what awaits you if you go to the desert?"

Yang Ling's heart trembled, her fists clenched tightly, and her voice carried a hint of anger: "I don't care who he is, I only know that he is my brother-in-law, and I have to save him!"

Luo Chen's laughter was mocking.

"Yang Ling, do you think you can rescue Nan Xian from his clutches with the strength of the Great Desert Kingdom? Haven't you heard that Nan Xian is already an invincible being in the world?"

Invincible!

Yang Ling was stunned, the stunning figure appearing in her mind, lingering for a long time.

"You said it yourself, Nanxian doesn't want anyone to rescue him, which proves that he has a way to escape, but if you go to the desert, you'll only be a burden to him!"

Yang Ling fell silent.

“You don’t understand him,” Luo Chen shook his head and sighed. “I’ve been by his side for over twenty years and have never seen him use his full strength.”

Even though he knew his physical condition, Nanxian would always intentionally or unintentionally conceal his strength.

Yang Ling felt as if something was blocking her heart.

“However, I do know a way.” Luo Chen suddenly smiled, his smile was wicked and alluring. “He will never imagine that his woman has already given birth to his child. All we need to do is have the two of them switch identities, and Nanxian will be unharmed.”