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

Chapter 153 The Ninth Prince Deploys to War

Looking at the beautiful woman, the prefect sighed and said that if this matter were true, he would surely die, and his whole family would be buried with her.

"Don't worry, sir, I won't let that happen!"

The beautiful woman said firmly.

The other ladies also showed resolute expressions on their faces.

"Ok!"

Upon hearing his wife's voice, the prefect nodded.

Then he left.

"You guys go down first!"

After dismissing the other ladies, the beautiful woman sat alone at the table and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he let out a long breath and slowly said.

"Husband!"

Just as she finished speaking, the curtain was lifted, and a slightly younger lady walked in.

Her face showed concern, clearly indicating that she had heard about her husband being scolded.

"Don't even mention it! Yang Ling is a complete scoundrel. He's not only cruel and bloodthirsty, but also capricious. If it weren't for his current power, I would have torn him to pieces long ago!"

The prefect said fiercely.

"Husband, what should we do now?"

If Yang Ling launches a coup, then our Nanyang City will be finished!

The lady spoke urgently after hearing her husband's words.

"Don't worry, I believe the royal family will not allow such a force to exist, so Yang Ling will definitely not succeed. I just need to wait and see."

However, we must try to avoid him!

The prefect said calmly.

"But if he attacks us, wouldn't we be doomed?"

The lady said, somewhat puzzled.

"Heh, have you forgotten that we have the royal family backing us up?"

The prefect said with a smile.

Then he walked out, leaving the lady with a puzzled look on her face.

Meanwhile, in the capital of the Northern Ling Dynasty, in a palace, a man was lying on a bed, with several beautiful maids beside him helping him dress and wash.

When he woke up, the maids immediately helped him change his clothes and do his hair.

"Your Majesty, you're awake! This servant will serve you your meal!"

Upon seeing the man open his eyes, the maids spoke softly, their faces showing tenderness.

"Ok!"

Upon hearing the voice, the man responded calmly, and then began to eat under the service of the maids.

"Father, you're awake! I heard you were injured, so I came to visit you!"

Just after the maids cleared away the bowls and chopsticks, a cheerful voice rang out, causing the man to frown.

"Hmph, you all step back!"

Upon hearing his son's voice, a look of displeasure appeared on his face.

Upon hearing his voice, the palace maids dared not linger and quickly ran out.

"You unfilial son, did I let you in? Get out!"

The man flew into a rage the moment the palace maids disappeared.

Upon hearing his shouts, the guards quickly surrounded him, adopting a defensive stance, but did not attack.

After all, they all knew their emperor's temperament, and although he was usually serious, he loved his son very much; otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed the other to be called the crown prince.

"Father, please calm your anger! Your son was wrong!"

Upon seeing his father's anger, the crown prince's expression changed slightly, and he spoke, but he showed no fear. Instead, he looked at his father with a fawning expression.

"Hmph, it's good that you admit your mistake. I thought you'd grown too big for your britches, daring to sneak into the Imperial Guard camp at night. Don't you know that's treason!"

"Father, I didn't want this either! Yang Ling has gone too far!"

The Crown Prince spoke.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he sensed something was wrong. He looked up at his father and found that his father's face was terribly gloomy, and there seemed to be a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Father, you've misunderstood me. I really didn't mean it!"

Seeing his father's cold face, the crown prince froze and said in a panic.

Just as his voice fell, the Marquis of Nanyang suddenly stood up and kicked out, sending him flying. Blood spurted from his mouth.

The room was filled with a strong, nauseating stench of blood.

"Father, I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

The prince's voice was extremely mournful.

"You wretched child, how many times have I told you to act discreetly? Yet you dared to send someone to assassinate Yang Ling."

Do you think I'm incompetent? No matter what, he's still your brother! How could you be so cruel? All the love I've shown you over the past twenty years has been wasted!

The Marquis of Nanyang roared angrily, causing the Crown Prince to tremble.

"Father, spare me! Your son knows he was wrong!"

He knelt on the ground and prayed.

Then he continued speaking:

"Please forgive me, Father!"

"Forgive you? How can I forgive you? How can I face my ancestors?!"

Marquis of Nanyang roared.

Then he commanded a group of soldiers to escort the crown prince to the execution ground, preparing to be beheaded and displayed to the public.

The Crown Prince was completely dumbfounded. He had thought that, given Yang Ling's personality, she would not let the matter rest.

If the other party had dared to come, we could have taken the opportunity to get revenge, but now, everything has vanished.

At this moment, Yang Ling was unaware that the Crown Prince had already been killed.

Because his identity was exposed, the military camp began receiving all sorts of invitations every day in the days that followed.

They were all young masters from prominent families or noblemen, who invited him to drink and discuss swordsmanship.

He simply ignored it and declined on the fifth day.

He knew these people had ulterior motives, so he was unwilling to attend the banquet. However, they persisted and even sent people to deliver gifts.

This annoyed him so much that he simply hid in his own mansion and refused to see anyone.

However, just as Yang Ling entered the mansion, an invitation drifted down.

He reached out and grabbed it, opened it, and discovered that it was a golden invitation given to him by Liu Zheng.

"This guy is quite polite!"

A sinister smile appeared on Yang Ling's lips as he muttered to himself.

However, since it was a gift from Liu Zheng, how could he refuse it?

He immediately put it away and hurried towards the city gate.

Meanwhile, Princess Beihai also received an invitation.

However, upon seeing Liu Zheng's handwriting, her pretty face paled, and she began to hesitate.

After a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and decided to go.

After all, if they didn't go today, they might not even be able to remain friends in the future.

"Your Highness, why are you still leaving the city? His Majesty has already given orders that you are not allowed to go out for the next three days!"

The moment Princess Beihai stepped onto the carriage, the maidservant spoke respectfully.