As soon as the scout captain finished speaking, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounded on the official road in the distance.
More than ten riders were galloping towards them. The two leading riders were dressed in uniforms of distinct official rank, making them particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.
"It's Lord Zhao and Captain Tang!" The scouts cheered and immediately lined up to meet them.
Yin Yao's heart suddenly rose to her throat.
She subconsciously tidied her messy clothes and hair, but immediately felt ashamed of her actions.
Why should she care what the man who forced her into marriage thinks of her?
The knights stopped ten feet away, and only three continued forward.
As the distance got closer, Yin Yao finally saw clearly the person she was trying to avoid marrying.
Zhao Muyun was dressed in a white suit with light armor on the outside, and had a simple-looking but sharp embroidered spring sword on his waist.
He was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and his face was much younger and more handsome than Yin Yao had imagined, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old.
What surprised Yin Yao the most was his appearance: sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a nose like a hanging gall bladder, and a firm but not cold lip line, which was far from the "ferocious" person she had imagined.
"Captain Zhao Muyun greets Princess Qinghe." Zhao Muyun saluted from his horseback, his voice deep and powerful, neither humble nor arrogant. "I'm sorry to have frightened the princess."
His eyes were clear and restrained, without any trace of the greed or arrogance that Yin Yao had expected.
This made the cold words she had prepared suddenly stuck in her throat, and she could only nod stiffly.
Tang Yanhai dismounted from his horse and quickly walked to the scout captain to find out the situation.
He was tall and strong, with a ferocious appearance and a scar on his face that looked like an earthworm, which formed a sharp contrast with Zhao Muyun.
"Lord Zhao!" Bingbing stepped forward and saluted. "I am incompetent and nearly put the princess in danger."
Zhao Muyun shook his head slightly. "It's not your fault. The Crown Prince and the rebels attacked at the same time, which means that this matter is not as simple as the princess running away from home."
He turned his gaze to the still unconscious Yinji, frowning slightly: "How is the injury of the prince?"
The scout captain quickly replied, "He's not in immediate danger of death, but he's lost too much blood. He needs to find a place to rest for a while."
Zhao Muyun nodded and was about to speak when there was a sudden commotion in the distance.
A scout came running over: "Sir! We've spotted another group of people in the southwest, flying the banner of the Prince of Jin's Mansion!"
Yin Yao's face turned pale when he heard this: "Father sent someone to take me back!"
She instinctively took a few steps back, her eyes filled with fear.
Zhao Muyun keenly caught her reaction and whispered, "Don't worry, Princess. If you don't want to go back, I promise not to let anyone force you."
This sentence made Yin Yao stunned.
She looked up in disbelief at the man she had longed to see day and night, but she saw sincerity and respect in his eyes.
"You...you are not going to send me back to Jinyang?" she asked cautiously.
Zhao Muyun raised his lips slightly. "Marriage is a big deal, how can it be forced? Although I am a soldier, I also understand this principle."
At this moment, the troops from Prince Jin's Mansion had arrived.
The leader was a man in his forties. He dismounted and saluted upon seeing Yin Yao: "Princess, the prince has ordered me to take you back to the palace!"
This person is the commander of the guards of Prince Jin's Mansion.
Yin Yao bit her lip and did not answer, her eyes unconsciously drifting towards Zhao Muyun.
Zhao Muyun understood and stepped forward, saying, "Brother, the princess was just attacked and is frightened. Why don't we find a place to rest and make plans after the prince recovers?"
The guard leader looked embarrassed: "This... the prince's order is to bring the princess back to the palace immediately..."
Bingbing suddenly spoke up: "The prince is seriously injured and cannot travel long distances. If you force him to move, what if something happens to him? Can you bear the consequences?"
The guard leader looked at the unconscious Yinji and finally compromised: "Then... then I will send someone to report to the prince and wait for the prince's decision."
Zhao Muyun nodded: "That's great."
The team reorganized and headed towards Shuozhou.
Yin Yao was arranged to take care of Qingluan in the carriage. Through the window, she could see the back of Zhao Muyun riding a horse in front of the team.
He rode with a straight and upright posture like a pine tree, and spoke in a calm tone with the guards around him, without any airs of a captain.
"Princess!" Qingluan saw Yin Yao stealing glances at Zhao Muyun, and understood what she meant. She said weakly, "That Lord Zhao...seems a little different from what was rumored!"
Yin Yao didn't answer, but she had already silently agreed in her heart.
This Zhao Muyun was far different from the rough border guard she had imagined. Instead, he had a reassuring and calm temperament.
During a break on the way, the scout captain came to Yin Yao's carriage and handed her a pot of water: "Princess, the master asked me to bring you some water!"
Yin Yao thanked him and took it, then couldn't help asking, "What kind of person is your Lord Zhao usually?"
The scout captain's eyes lit up, his face full of admiration: "Our Lord Zhao, he is a true hero! His heroic deeds could be told for three days and three nights. Princess, do you want to hear them?"
"Of course I have to listen, otherwise why would I ask you!" Qingluan helped.
The scout leader glanced at Zhao Muyun, who was walking in the front, and then began to tell a vivid story about how Zhao Muyun and Wang Tiezhu patrolled the border and killed the Tartars...
Yin Yao was fascinated by what she heard: "He... is so brave and so powerful?"
“Of course!”
The scout captain spitted and looked proud, "Our scout battalion followed Lord Zhao all the way from Shulechuan and fought and won every battle. Lord Zhao is not exaggerating to call him the God of War of Dayin!"
Yin Yao looked at Zhao Muyun who was looking at the map in the distance, and her heart beat faster for some reason.
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