Spring arrives in March, with sunshine and blossoms everywhere. It is truly a beautiful time of year.

Lin'an city was bustling with activity. On the prosperous Jinsheng Street, rows of scarlet banners stretched for ten miles, a sea of color that seemed to have no end. The crowds of onlookers pressed in layer upon layer, three layers deep, chattering incessantly, filling every inch of space.

The people are so enthusiastic not because the wedding ceremony is grand, but because today is the day when the notorious Chu Wangye, the demon king of Dongyue Kingdom, gets married. Everyone, even toddlers, knows about Chu Wangye. Just his name makes children cry. He is more terrifying than any demon or ghost. People say he has skin as black as a cauldron, eyes as big as copper bells that stare in all directions, nostrils pointing upwards, and a fang protruding from his mouth. He is said to eat the hearts of young children. Women who have children crying at night draw Chu Wangye's portrait and place it on their child's bed as a ward against evil. It works surprisingly well.

The common folk saw a man sitting on a tall horse. His face was as bright as jade, his eyes were long and narrow, and he had a genial smile. He didn't look like a demon or monster at all; he was clearly a handsome young man beyond compare. They thought to themselves that the rumors they had heard couldn't be true. Then they heard that the man wasn't King Chu himself, but his younger brother, Prince Jin. Since King Chu was busy with official duties and couldn't return in time, he had sent Prince Jin to greet the bride. Prince Jin would preside over the ceremony of worshiping Heaven and Earth before King Chu arrived.

Prince Jin was a well-known figure. He was dashing and talented, skilled in poetry, music, calligraphy, painting, and everything else. He was deeply admired by noblewomen. Stories about certain young ladies and noblewomen vying for Prince Jin's affections were frequently heard in Lin'an City. The Jin王府 often received embroidered handkerchiefs, sachets, purses, and other gifts from these young ladies. Prince Jin was open-minded. While he enjoyed close relationships with the young ladies, he also didn't neglect his pleasures in the entertainment districts, where he had close ties with the top courtesans of Lin'an City.

The elder brother is a fearsome demon that makes young ladies tremble in fear, while the younger brother is sought after by everyone from royalty to commoners. The people are amazed, how can these two brothers be so different?

King Chu Mo Rong trotted his horse towards the city, not in a hurry. His hooves clicked rhythmically on the ground, a leisurely pace.

The road was swept clean, not a single idle person could be seen. Even so, one could still hear the commotion coming from Jin Shengda Street: firecrackers popping and banging, drums booming, trumpets blaring, all mixed with the cheers of onlookers. It probably was the street vendors giving out candy and copper coins, causing the people to scramble for them.

Mo Rong listened to the clamor, but like nothing had happened, he continued to leisurely ride his horse. He glanced at Jia Tong beside him and saw that his face was calm. Gathering his courage, he jokingly said, "Your Highness, don't you want to see the bride quickly?"

Mo Rongheng snorted, "I'll see him sooner or later. He's not going anywhere."

Jia Tong then said, "I heard that Your Majesty's Consort is as beautiful as a celestial fairy. Our Princess is her older sister, so she must also be a remarkable woman."

Mo Rong's gaze slanted at him, "You're interested in the princess? Tomorrow I'll dismiss her, and give her to you."

Jia Tong was so startled that he almost fell off his horse. He hung his head and said, "Your Highness, where did you hear this? I'm happy for you!"

Ning Jiu, who had been silent all this time, glanced at him. "The matter concerning the princess, why are you so eager to get involved? After all, she is just Bai Xiang's daughter."

Mo Rong narrowed his eyes, flicked his whip, and dashed forward. Bai Ru's arrival at his residence was a good thing. He wanted to see what kind of celestial beauty he had brought in.

Jia Tong boldly shouted from behind, "What happened to Bai Xiang's precious daughter? Since someone from the Bai family has emerged, let's see if the King can bear it any longer."

Ying Jiu glanced at him, ignoring him. He pulled on the reins and galloped past.

Jia Tong murmured, "Wang Ye's eagerness is understandable. Xia Jiu'er, why did you run so fast? Could it be that you also want to see the heavenly beauty?"

The ink is deep, the paper white, a thousand sails billow.

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