ebookland Chapter 285 Foster Father
Chapter 285 Foster Father
Yang Ling forced a smile, his eyes dimming. "Father, rest assured, I will not do anything to disappoint you." He took a deep breath. "I will continue to work hard."
Murong Sheng nodded with satisfaction, "That's right. You are the eldest son of our Murong family, and the entire country will belong to you in the future!"
Yang Ling smiled faintly upon hearing this, but remained silent.
Murong Sheng frowned when he saw the sarcastic smile on Yang Ling's lips. "What are you laughing at?"
Yang Ling snapped out of his daze and quickly lowered his eyelids to hide the mockery in his eyes. "Your subject has no intention of laughing."
Murong Sheng pursed his lips in displeasure. "Ling'er, I know you've been wronged in this matter. But I promise you, once I ascend the throne, I will not mistreat you and Third Sister."
Yang Ling scoffed upon hearing this, her eyes flashing with cold light. "Then thank you very much, Father."
"Alright, you should rest now. I'll come see you another day."
Seeing that Yang Ling was unwilling to talk more, Murong Sheng tactfully took his leave.
Murong Jin returned to her courtyard, only to be stopped by Qingluan, who frowned impatiently and asked coldly, "What do you want?"
Qingluan bowed respectfully, "Princess, the matter you instructed me to investigate has yielded results."
Upon hearing this, Murong Jin raised an eyebrow and gestured for her to continue.
"Last night, the Second Prince sent men to secretly infiltrate the Prime Minister's residence and poison Miss Yang's medicinal meal," Qingluan reported.
Upon hearing this news, Murong Jin frowned deeply. "How could Yang Ling have offended the Second Prince?" Yang Ling and the Second Prince had always kept to themselves, so why would the Second Prince suddenly send someone to poison her?
Qingluan hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "I heard that Miss Yang once saved the Second Prince's life, and afterwards the Second Prince held a grudge against Miss Yang and wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible."
"Heh." Murong Jin chuckled upon hearing this. "So that's how it is."
No wonder Murong Shenghui was convinced that Yang Ling had injured Yang Yuhuan; Yang Yuhuan was probably involved with Yang Ling.
Qingluan lowered her head and said, "This subordinate does not know if the princess needs to continue investigating this matter. If so, this subordinate will make arrangements now."
Upon hearing this, Murong Jin raised her hand to stop Qingluan, "Enough. You pass on my order to pretend that today's events never happened. As for the others, ignore them."
After Murong Jin finished speaking, he turned and went into the bedchamber, leaving Qingluan standing outside in a daze.
Murong Jin's attitude just now was very clear: he would not pursue Yang Ling's responsibility.
Qingluan dared not object and could only carry out Murong Jin's orders.
Yang Ling was unconscious for three days before finally waking up.
These past few days, Murong Jin has been going to Yang Ling's courtyard every day to check on the healing of his wounds.
When Yang Ling opened his eyes, he saw Murong Jin holding a bowl of soup, preparing to feed him soup. So he weakly opened his mouth and ate the fish porridge that Murong Jin handed him, and then said gratefully, "Thank you for your hard work, Fourth Sister."
Seeing that Yang Ling looked quite well, Murong Jin couldn't help but tease her, "Oh, so you know I've been working hard?"
Yang Ling smiled and said, "Fourth Sister, I didn't think things through this time, and it almost caused a disaster. Please don't take it to heart."
Murong Jin glanced at him. "Don't forget, you're my cousin. Isn't it too formal to say that?"
Yang Ling smiled, then said seriously, "Fourth Sister, you're not angry, are you?"
Murong Jin shook his head. "No." He paused, then continued, "I don't think you're suited to be emperor. You're simply not good at weighing pros and cons. How could you govern a country?"
Yang Ling was taken aback. "What does Fourth Sister mean?"
Murong Jin glanced at him indifferently. "I'm just offering a suggestion. After all, I don't understand politics, and I'm even less aware of how brutal the struggle for the throne can be. So I advise you to think it over."
Having held a high position in his previous life, Murong Jin naturally understood the cruelty of the struggle for the throne. Not only did he have to use his wits and courage, but he also had to be constantly on guard against his opponents' traps. The slightest mistake would lead to utter ruin!
"Fourth Sister..." Yang Ling looked at Murong Jin with some surprise. Did she not approve of him?
Murong Jin smiled and said, "You don't need to overthink it. I disagree with you because I'm worried about you."
Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief. "Thank you, Fourth Sister. Actually, I had long expected that Father would not agree to let me marry you."
Murong Jin raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Oh?"
Yang Ling sighed, "Father's favorite is Fourth Sister. Now that my face is disfigured, Father will definitely not be willing to let Fourth Sister marry me."
Murong Jin smiled and teased, "Since you already know, why are you still so determined to marry me? Could it be that you intend to take me as your concubine?"
"Pfft!" Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh. "Fourth Sister, what are you saying? We're cousins, how can we get married?"
Murong Jin shrugged and pouted, "We are cousins, but I don't think blood ties will affect anything. Besides, I have no improper thoughts about you."
Yang Ling stared at Murong Jin for a long time, then suddenly laughed out loud, "Fourth Sister, you are really more open and honest than I imagined, and also more intelligent."
Murong Jin raised an eyebrow. "I just don't like playing mind games."
Yang Ling nodded slightly upon hearing this, "Me too."
Murong Jin laughed, "Alright, hurry up and get better. You have a banquet to attend in a while."
Yang Ling nodded, "Fourth sister, don't worry. Your brother is tough and won't be in any serious trouble."
Murong Jin glared at him. "Who's worried about you? I just don't want our Murong family to fall. If you're unlucky, then our Murong family line will end."
Yang Ling was amused by Murong Jin's expression, laughed for a while, and then coughed.
Murong Jin immediately picked up the teacup on the table and brought it to his lips, saying, "Drink slowly, no one's going to take it from you."
Yang Ling took a couple of sips, and her cough subsided a bit before she smiled and said, "Thank you, Fourth Sister."
Murong Jin glared at him angrily, "Why are you thanking me?"
"Thank you for your concern, Fourth Sister."
Murong Jin snorted, "I can't be bothered with you. I just don't want to be implicated by the Yang family."
Yang Ling smiled. "Yes, Fourth Sister is right." He thought for a moment. "Fourth Sister, do you think I should ask the Imperial Uncle for permission?"
"Why?"
“Although I am injured, I am still a prince and should follow the ancestral teachings to inherit the throne.” Yang Ling said seriously, as if he had already thought it through.
Murong Jin smiled. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Of course, I am the eldest grandson of the Yang family, and it is my duty to contribute to the Yang family. Moreover, this is my mission as a member of the Yang family."
Murong Jin nodded. "Okay, then let's do as you say."
Yang Ling was surprised that Murong Jin would agree and asked in astonishment, "Fourth Sister, you really agree? You don't object to me marrying the Fourth Princess?"
"Why should I object?" Murong Jin blinked and looked at Yang Ling.
"Because the Fourth Princess is an enemy of our Yang family, don't you harbor any resentment at all?"
Murong Jin laughed, "Resentment? Why should I have resentment? Isn't it good that everything is the way it is now?"