Film and Television: A Man in White Horse, Begins by Becoming an Apprentice of Yu Sheng Demon

He looked at Xiao Ruofeng with a puzzled expression, waiting for his explanation.

Xiao Ruofeng noticed Yi Bu's confusion and, instead of hiding it, frankly said:

"The reason my elder brother wanted to bring forward the wedding was because our father suddenly fell seriously ill."

Therefore, he hopes to get married as soon as possible. As for the reason, I'm sure you can guess.

After he finished speaking, he gave Ib a deep look, as if he were hinting at something.

Upon hearing Xiao Ruofeng say that Emperor Tai'an was seriously ill, Yi Bu immediately guessed what was going on and readily agreed:

"No problem. I wonder when Prince Jingyu would like to move the wedding date forward so I can make preparations."

Seeing that Yi Bu agreed so readily, Xiao Ruofeng breathed a sigh of relief and then told him the date he and his elder brother had agreed upon:

"I've already consulted someone to calculate an auspicious day, so let's set it for the fifteenth of next month!"

Upon hearing this, Ib showed a hint of surprise on his face. "The fifteenth of next month?"

That's less than twenty days! It's far too rushed to prepare a grand wedding in such a short time.

He frowned, looking troubled, and said, "So fast? Isn't the time too tight?"

He understood in his heart that although this marriage was a political alliance, for Yi Wenjun,

This is a major event in her life. If the wedding is held too hastily, it will inevitably make people feel that she is not taken seriously enough.

Thinking about this, Ib couldn't help but feel a bit troubled.

Xiao Ruofeng could tell what Yi Bu was thinking just by looking at him, so he said directly:

"There's nothing we can do! But Sect Leader Yi, rest assured, although this wedding was somewhat rushed, we will certainly not shortchange you in terms of what is due."

Moreover, my elder brother has promised that if he ascends the throne, your daughter will definitely be the empress.

Upon hearing the word "Empress," the unease in Yi Bu's heart vanished without a trace, like dust scattered by the wind.

Instead, a look of great joy appeared on his face, and he excitedly said, "No problem, I'll start arranging it right away."

Having received the answer he wanted, Xiao Ruofeng didn't linger. He smiled and said:

"In that case, I won't stay any longer. Farewell!"

When Yi Bu heard that Xiao Ruofeng was leaving, he also prepared to see him off, but Xiao Ruofeng refused.

......

After returning to his residence, King Qing immediately summoned Ying Xuan to discuss the plan to seize the throne.

The atmosphere inside the Prince Qing's residence was tense and oppressive.

The Azure King frowned, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes, and said in a heavy tone:

"Father has fallen ill. Now, the only ones most likely to succeed to the throne are myself and the third prince."

"Eung-hyun, do you think we should take action against the third brother now, or wait and see?"

Yingxuan was shocked when he heard Qingwang's words. He knew that this matter was of great importance and needed to be carefully considered.

He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Your Highness, I think we should wait a little longer."

After all, His Majesty has only just fallen ill and his condition is still unclear. If we act rashly at this time, what if His Majesty's condition improves? Wouldn't all our previous efforts be in vain?

Moreover, revealing our intentions too early might arouse the vigilance and retaliation of other forces, which would be detrimental to us.

After listening to Ying Xuan's analysis, Qing Wang couldn't help but slap the table in admiration: "That's right, Ying Xuan, you're absolutely right!"

Taking action now is indeed a bit too hasty.

After all, Father Emperor has only recently fallen ill; it's not yet a matter of life and death. It would be more prudent for us to remain inactive for the time being.

Yingxuan nodded in agreement, but he dared not say anything more, because the matter of seizing power was too sensitive.

A slight misstep could lead to death.

Therefore, he chose to remain silent and wait for the King of Green's next instructions.

.......

As an unremarkable prince, upon returning to his residence, he did not make a big fuss like the princes Qing and Jingyu. Instead, he went to the courtyard as usual to enjoy tea and read books.

After all, back in the palace, Zhu Qing had already told him telepathically not to do anything for a while.

To avoid arousing Qi Tiancheng's suspicion, that was the reason for his composure.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Although news of Emperor Tai'an's illness was kept strictly confidential, the joyous news of Prince Jingyu's upcoming marriage spread like wildfire throughout Tianqi City.

This news was like a boulder thrown into a lake, creating ripples everywhere.

Especially when Yi Wenjun learned that the wedding date had been moved up, the image of Yu Tian suddenly appeared in her mind, and tears welled up like a burst dam.

Luo Qingyang stood quietly to the side, watching his beloved's tears fall, his heart feeling as if it had been pierced by a sharp sword.

He gripped his longsword tightly, remained silent for a long time, and finally asked:

"Junior sister, are you really unwilling to marry Prince Jingyu?"

Yi Wenjun gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, a hint of despair and helplessness in her gaze. She answered softly:

"Does it matter? With your strength, you can't change anything at all."

Upon hearing this, a resolute glint flashed in Luo Qingyang's eyes, and he said earnestly:

"As long as you, junior sister, are unwilling to marry, I will risk my life to stop this marriage."

Upon hearing Luo Qingyang's words, Yi Wenjun felt a deep surge of emotion, but she knew all too well that he, who had grown up alongside her senior brother,

He was even willing to pay the price of his life to protect her.

However, faced with the harsh reality, she knew they had no chance of winning.

She gently advised, "Senior brother, don't be silly. With Father around, we have no chance at all."

Luo Qingyang originally wanted to continue persuading him, but a sudden flash of inspiration struck him. He remembered the rainy day when a mere snort had managed to injure him, and he immediately became excited, saying:

"Junior sister, didn't you say that the Demon Sword Immortal is your friend?"

"If we find him, with his power, stopping this marriage shouldn't be difficult."

After hearing this, Yi Wenjun gently shook her head and said:

“I’ve only met him twice. He shouldn’t offend the Northern Li royal family for my sake.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyang immediately replied, "How will we know if we don't try? I'll go find him right now. Junior Sister, wait for my good news."

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation.

Yi Wenjun reached out to stop him, but Luo Qingyang used his movement technique and instantly disappeared from the Jingyu Prince's Mansion.

After leaving the Prince's Mansion, Luo Qingyang was not foolish enough to go to the Shadow Sect to inquire about Yu Tian's whereabouts. Instead, he chose to go to the Hundred Knowledge Hall.

Not long after, Luo Qingyang, wearing a bamboo hat, quietly arrived at the branch of Baixiaotang.

The head of the Baixiaotang branch wasn't surprised to see Luo Qingyang wearing a bamboo hat; after all, he was just someone who came to buy information.

Most of them don't do anything productive.

The person in charge asked, "Are you here to buy or sell information?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyang didn't hesitate and threw out a thousand-tael silver note, like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples.

"I want to know where the Demon Sword Immortal is now."

Luo Qingyang's voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority.

When the branch manager heard that they had come to inquire about Yu Tian's situation, his expression changed drastically, and he instantly became serious.

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of wariness.

Because Ji Ruofeng had long ago ordered that no information about rainy days be sold, and if anyone came to buy, headquarters should be notified immediately.

So he quietly relayed the news that someone was buying information about rainy days to headquarters, and then politely declined:

"Sorry, we don't have the information you're looking for."

Luo Qingyang frowned slightly upon hearing Bai Xiaotang's words, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Was the money not enough? He pondered to himself, then pulled out a ten-thousand-tael silver note from his pocket and slammed it heavily on the table, the sound as loud as thunder.

"Now you can tell me!"

The person in charge looked at the silver notes on the table, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

That's ten thousand taels of silver! For ordinary people, that's an astronomical sum.

However, his reason told him that he could not accept the deal.

He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, and then answered firmly:

"I really don't have the information you're looking for."

Luo Qingyang stared intently at the person in charge before him. His gaze was sharp as a knife, seemingly able to see through everything, sending chills down one's spine.

She spoke again, her tone firm, "I don't believe you. I'll ask you one more time, is it true or not?"

The person in charge felt Luo Qingyang's sharp gaze, which was like a biting cold wind piercing through him. He knew in his heart that this matter could not be let go easily, and he smiled bitterly in despair.