Mu Anxiang quickly wiped the blood from his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, sister-in-law."

Inside the cabin.

Water had already been boiled in the bathtub, and Mu Anxiang stood guard outside, waiting for Lanxi to take a bath.

Lanxi didn't dare to actually lie down in the bath; she just used a towel dampened with water to wipe the dirty parts of her body.

A moment later, she came out wearing a bright red wedding dress. It was a dress that the bandits had stolen from someone's bride and brought to her. It was terribly ill-fitting, too big and too long.

There were only him and Mu Anxiang inside the house, but there were more than twenty people guarding outside. With Mu Anxiang's mediocre skills, there was no way he could break out.

Lanxi sat in front of the bronze statue, her body still trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Mu Anxiang gently combed her hair with a wooden comb, and whispered, "It's okay, I'm here."

Lanxi saw through the bronze light that half of his face was swollen beyond recognition: "Does it hurt a lot?"

Mu Anxiang smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Hearing him say it didn't hurt, Lanxi's eyes immediately reddened. How could it not hurt? She saw it clearly just now; he was bleeding. He was a prince; when had he ever suffered like this?

"Lanxi, what kind of hairstyle do you want?" Mu Anxiang suddenly asked her with a smile, as if asking what they were having for dinner.

Lanxi was stunned for a moment: "Why bring this up at a time like this?"

Mu Anxiang gently rubbed Lanxi's hair in his hands: "I was afraid you were too scared, so I said some random things to tease you."

As he spoke, he chuckled softly.

Mu Anxiang held the wooden comb with his slender fingers and smoothed Lanxi's hair with each stroke. His serious expression made him look like he was doing homework.

Is this okay?

Mu Anxiang carefully put Lanxi's hair up in a bun, making it look quite professional, then tilted his head with a look of seeking praise.

Lanxi said helplessly, "Okay."

As he spoke, Mu Anxiang stood in front of Lan Xi, half-squatted down, took something from the makeup box, and helped Lan Xi draw her eyebrows.

"Lanxi looks good even without makeup."

He meticulously traced every detail of Lanxi's face, as if he wanted to etch her features into his heart.

"Lanxi is really beautiful, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

After applying bright red cinnabar to Lanxi's lips, Mu Anxiang spoke softly.

Lanxi looked at him nervously: "Did you paint me so beautifully so that I could marry that bandit leader sooner?"

Mu Anxiang gently shook his head: "I didn't get a good look at you on our wedding day, so let's make up for it today."

“But I’m not marrying you tonight,” Lanxi said.

Mu Anxiang gently pinched Lanxi's red lips with his slightly rough fingertips, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes: "I will not give you the opportunity to marry someone else."

The words had barely left his mouth.

The door was pushed open.

"You've finished drawing, now you can leave."

The bandit leader looked at Lan Xi, only to see that she had a veil over her head, completely obscuring her stunning beauty.

"What am I supposed to see if you cover me with a red cloth?"

Mu Anxiang hurriedly said, "My lord, you may not know this, but a bride cannot meet her husband before the wedding ceremony. Otherwise, things will not go smoothly after the wedding. Since you and your sister-in-law are destined to be together, why don't you follow the custom so that you can have a long and happy marriage and have a healthy baby boy next year?"

Upon hearing this, the bandit leader was overjoyed.

"Alright, then we won't watch anymore. You come out too. We'll get married in two more hours!"