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

Chapter 313 Northern Desert

“No interest,” Yang Ling refused without hesitation. “I only need to guard the border.”

"Then do me a favor."

"Oh?"

Feng Ruqing smiled faintly: "Help me bring the Third Prince of the Northern Mo Kingdom here."

"..."

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, his expression strange: "Princess, I have no grudge against him, do I?"

“Yes,” Feng Ruqing sighed, “You’ve forgotten that he once planned to marry me as his concubine. Luckily, he was forced into marriage, otherwise my innocence would have been ruined.”

Yang Ling looked somewhat embarrassed. He touched the side of his nose and said, "Princess, he plans to marry you as his concubine? Are you sure he's more handsome than me?"

“He is indeed quite handsome, a little less so than you, but…” Feng Ruqing hesitated for a while, “I like his face. Anyway, they’re both handsome men, so why don’t you just catch him for me?”

"But……"

"No buts, it's decided then and there!"

Feng Ruqing chuckled and grabbed Yang Ling's arm. Her smile was radiant and gentle.

Yang Ling's face stiffened, and he withdrew his hand: "I won't go."

"Whether you go or not is your business. I will just give you instructions. If you are unwilling, I will have Father replace you."

"I didn't say I was unwilling."

Yang Ling gritted her teeth.

How could a man of his stature be afraid of a mere prince from the Northern Kingdom?

Besides, the Northern Mo Kingdom and the Eastern Xia Kingdom have long been allied, so how could he possibly betray Eastern Xia?

"Then it's decided."

Feng Ruqing's expression softened somewhat: "A-Ling, prepare for tomorrow, and we'll set off immediately."

Yang Ling paused for a moment: "Princess, may I refuse?"

“Of course not, I’m counting on you to save my father,” Feng Ruqing said with a smile. “A-Ling, I know you are loyal to the emperor and love your country, so please don’t refuse me. If you are unwilling, I will talk to the emperor and ask him to arrange a matchmaking banquet for you, so that other talented young men can come and propose to you.”

"Princess!" Yang Ling clenched her fists. "I'll go!"

Feng Ruqing nodded in satisfaction: "That's good."

"..." Yang Ling sighed and rubbed her forehead in distress. "Princess, you really should lose weight."

"Oh?" Feng Ruqing raised an eyebrow.

"I misspoke. I didn't mean to complain about the princess's weight, but rather... the princess's figure is simply too plump. If she gets married in the future, she might be criticized."

"..."

Feng Ruqing fell silent.

Yang Ling is right. She does seem to be too plump, her breasts even look like they're about to burst. It might not be appropriate for her to meet the prince of the Northern Mo Kingdom looking like this...

“Ah Ling, I’ve heard that the king of the Northern Mo Kingdom is a homosexual.”

Yang Ling looked up in surprise, his gaze landing on Feng Ruqing's face: "How did you know?"

“Never mind how I know,” Feng Ruqing smiled slightly. “In any case, if you marry the little prince of the Northern Mo Kingdom, he will definitely like you.”

Yang Ling's eye twitched. "Princess, you're deliberately trying to harm me!"

"If you don't like the women of the Northern Mo Kingdom, I'll go find girls from other countries. I'll get you as many as you want. Don't even think about marrying the little prince of the Northern Mo Kingdom."

A sarcastic smile played on Yang Ling's lips: "I can't possibly get married!"

"Then why don't you want to go to the border?" Feng Ruqing asked, frowning.

“Princess, I cannot do anything that disobeys the imperial decree.”

Feng Ruqing lowered her eyes slightly: "This time, it's for your life's most important event. Aren't you worried that Father will bestow a marriage upon you?"

“I’m not worried,” Yang Ling calmly shook her head. “If I die, His Majesty will find another successor.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ruqing's pupils suddenly contracted, and her breathing became more rapid.

"I won't allow you to talk nonsense!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

His face was indifferent and aloof: "Princess, I'm tired, I'll go back and rest first."

He turned and walked away.

Only after that tall, slender figure disappeared did Feng Ruqing withdraw her gaze, staring at the blooming peonies in the courtyard, unable to look away for a long time...

After a long while, she lowered her eyes and murmured to herself, "So, Ah Chen likes me too..."

His doting and indulgence of her proves her charm.

"Ah Qing, shall we go visit Master now?"

"not going."

Feng Ruqing took a deep breath: "I want to sleep some more."

Di Cang gently stroked her soft, long hair: "I'll stay with you."

"it is good."

Feng Ruqing stretched and lay down on the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Feng Ruqing opened her eyes, and sunlight streamed into the house, illuminating the entire courtyard.

She slowly sat up, opened the window, and looked at the two trees in the yard.

Last night, I dreamed of Nanxian.

A faint smile played on her lips, but her eyes held a deep sorrow.

In my dream, he was still as handsome and peerless as ever, with unparalleled elegance.

"Ah Qing, you're awake?" Yang Lin walked in from outside the door and said with a smile, "Today you will be coming with me to the Northern Mo Dynasty. The journey will be extremely dangerous. I hope we can both arrive at the Northern Mo Dynasty safely."

Feng Ru lowered her eyes, concealing the emotions within.

"Father..."

Yang Lin was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Aqing, what's wrong?"

"Father, I want to go to the Northern Mo Dynasty. Do you agree?" Feng Ruqing pursed her lips.

“The Northern Mo Dynasty is far from here, and I am not at ease with you going alone,” Yang Lin shook his head and said, “Once you arrive in the Northern Mo Dynasty, I will send some soldiers to accompany you.”

Feng Ruqing's gaze remained fixed ahead.

Yang Lin's gaze also fell upon her.

"Ah Qing, why do you suddenly want to go to the Bei Mo Dynasty? You should know that the Bei Mo Dynasty is the most powerful force among the four kingdoms. They are not so easy to mess with. What's more... the king of the Bei Mo Dynasty is a homosexual. You dare to marry such a man?"

"I don't want to be a burden to him."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The Bei Mo Dynasty is not interested in women, but it's not because the Bei Mo royal family has any special fetishes. As far as I know, although the Bei Mo royal family is lustful, it's limited to having three thousand beauties in the harem." Yang Lin patted Feng Ruqing's shoulder and said reassuringly.

Feng Ruqing remained silent for a while before asking, "Did he have wives or concubines?"

"no!"

"Since there isn't one, then it's not a burden."

“You…” Yang Lin was stunned, his expression blank.

Has this girl gone mad? She actually thinks that the princes of the Northern Mo Dynasty don't have wives and concubines?

"Stop joking," Feng Ruqing turned her head and smiled, "I won't let Prince Bei Mo take responsibility."

Yang Lin was dumbfounded. He blinked and then turned his gaze to the two plants in the courtyard.

"Princess, I have a feeling that you've taken a liking to these two plants?"

Feng Ruqing glanced at Yang Lin indifferently: "A Ling, let's go out."

She had just stepped out of the room when Yang Ling grabbed her arm.