"When did this happen? Does the general want to ride in this carriage? Judging from his serious expression, he doesn't seem like the type to ride in a carriage at all." Li An frowned, muttering to himself with a puzzled look on his face.

I wonder what the general's purpose was in suddenly bringing this carriage.

Seeing this, Shi Jiahe raised his eyebrows, his eyes gleaming with curiosity, and asked, "Do you think there might be someone important sitting in this carriage?"

Li An shook his head and said firmly, "It shouldn't be like this. We have already carefully reviewed the list of generals going to war. Even if they are to ride in carriages, it wouldn't be up to us lower-ranking people. After all, who can compare to someone as noble as a prince?"

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of confusion and speculation in each other's eyes.

Shi Jiahe nodded. "You're right. Your brain works better than mine. Your analysis makes sense. So, who is this carriage for?"

"Could it be that the prince uses it for his nighttime rest?" Shi Jiahe guessed.

Li An rolled his eyes, punched him, turned his horse around, and rode towards the rear of the army, waving his hand without looking back.

Shi Jiahe scoffed and turned to look at the army. "Hurry up. We need to get to Mudu Town by evening. If we don't complete the mission, no one will get any rest tonight."

After he finished speaking, his gaze locked onto a spot, and his brows furrowed.

This person's face is quite unfamiliar. Could it be that the prince sent him in?

That's way too weak, isn't it? What a pretty boy.

Suddenly, his eyes widened. Could it be what he was thinking?

He hissed and quickly lowered his head, not knowing anything.

Saint Chuli arrived at the front and carefully examined the carriage. When he saw the soft blankets inside and the exquisite snacks, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Well done. No need for the medicine. I have some here. You can keep it." Sheng Chuli flew into the carriage, took out the medicine, and handed it to Liu Teng.

Liu Teng gratefully accepted it with both hands.

In the evening, the group hurried along, arriving at the riverbank next to Mudu Town to rest half an hour after dinner time.

After dismounting, Saint Chuli handed the horse to his attendant and walked toward the bonfire that had been lit, casually surveying the army as he did so.

The little princess is quite determined; she actually persevered.

The image of her gritting her teeth and persevering flashed through his mind, and Saint Chuli paused slightly in his steps.

Why.

He turned around and strode towards the middle of the group.

Upon seeing this, Liu Teng, who was following behind, was about to speak, but then remembered something and quickly shut up, also stopping the general who was about to seek out Sheng Chuli.

"Why are you stopping me? I have something to discuss with the general," Li An said, somewhat displeased.

Liu Teng said with a smile, "The general has something very important to do right now. If you're not afraid of death, then go ahead."

After saying that, he stopped trying to stop them and even made an inviting gesture.

Li An looked slightly embarrassed. "Haha, well, I suddenly feel that things aren't that important anymore. I'll go take care of other things first."

After Li An finished speaking, he glanced suspiciously at Saint Chuli's retreating figure, wondering what important matter could possibly be behind the army lines.

Saint Chuli was so focused on finding the little princess that he didn't notice the little incident happening not far behind him.

When he reached the middle of the army, he saw the young lord being surrounded and scrutinized by several men.

"Young man, how could your family let you join the army? I could knock you down with one finger. Tell me, wouldn't you just be cannon fodder on the battlefield?" a wild-looking man shouted.

On the other side, a tall man nodded hurriedly, "I've been right next to you the whole time. You were carrying that long sword and running so hard, you fell behind several times. It was so worrying."

"Exactly, is your family so poor that you can't even afford to eat? That's why you're being sent to the army, sigh."

Sheng Chuhan stammered, her face flushed, unsure how to fabricate an identity for herself.

Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she said with a mournful face, "Actually, to my dismay, I have two older brothers who are sworn enemies. Originally, one of them was supposed to go to war, but they fought each other over the matter and both were injured. Neither of them could go, so I had to go."

The people around looked at each other in disbelief. Could this really be done?

"Are you sure your two brothers fought because they wanted to go to war?" a man asked suspiciously.

Sheng Chuhan nodded vigorously, "Yes, they both wanted to go to war and serve the country, so they fought and both got injured. So I had to join the army. Oh, my weak and helpless brother."

After Sheng Chuhan finished speaking, she felt that what she said was quite right, and gave herself a mental thumbs up.

Suddenly, she felt a burning gaze fixed on her, a gaze that felt strangely familiar.

Her heart tightened; she hoped it wasn't what she was thinking.

Sheng Chuhan cautiously raised her head, pretending to glance at it indifferently, then froze on the spot, on the verge of tears.

He screamed inwardly: Oh no, oh no, we've been found out.

Is it too late to back down now?

Seeing Sheng Chuhan looking like she'd seen a ghost, those around her followed her gaze and saw the General standing not far away, coldly watching them.

Everyone quickly bowed, their minds racing as they tried to recall if they had said anything wrong.

Sheng Chuli looked at Sheng Chuhan, his eyes filled with amusement as he thought of the identity she had just fabricated for him.

Sheng Chuhan lowered her head, her lips pursed. Oh no, it seems she's been discovered.

Saint Chuli took a few steps forward, and the procession spontaneously parted to make way for him.

Sheng Chuhan sensed something was wrong. She caught a familiar, cool fragrance at the tip of her nose. Hmm?

She looked up curiously and saw that Saint Chuli had already walked up to her.

She quickly lowered her head.

Saint Chuli sighed inwardly, "Alright, stop pretending, get up."

The people around him looked puzzled. Did the general know that pretty boy?

Sheng Chuhan pretended not to hear.

"If you don't get up, I'll have someone send you back to the capital immediately, hmm, little princess?" Saint Chuli's voice turned cold.

Those around were shocked by what they saw. They exchanged glances, and each saw fear in the other's eyes.

Little princess?

Could it be the princess they're imagining?

At this moment, Sheng Chuhan couldn't care less about what others thought. As soon as she heard that Sheng Chuli wanted to send her away, she quickly stood up from the ground.

But her feet were already hurting, and when she stood up too suddenly, she fell forward.

She cried out in fright, and in the next instant, she was lifted up by a pair of strong hands.

Once Sheng Chuhan had regained her footing, Sheng Chuli withdrew his hand with some unease.

Seeing her standing straight despite the pain, Saint Chuli couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

Sheng Chuhan looked up in confusion. She thought she had just heard her brother swearing.

But looking at Saint Chuli's cold expression, it seemed that she was hallucinating from the pain.