After half a month on the road, Jiang Nuan and her party were about to reach the next county town: Ran County.
When they were only a day's journey from town, Jiang Nuan spotted a figure fleeing in a panic.
The woman wore a red bridal gown, its hem already stained with muddy water as she fled. She kept glancing behind her as she ran.
She seemed to be a runaway bride.
Upon seeing Jiang Nuan's party, she hurriedly waved and cried out:
"P-please, save me!"
She was running so hard she could barely catch her breath, her eyes brimming with tears. As she ran, she accidentally stepped on her hem and fell flat on the ground.
She raised her head, pleading with her eyes. Like a little white flower swaying in the wind, she looked utterly helpless and pitiful.
Jiang Nuan's sympathy was instantly stirred.
She lifted the carriage curtain, ready to get out and help the woman up.
But as she lifted it, she instinctively checked with Guagua.
[Guagua, there's nothing wrong with her, is there?]
At the sight of Jiang Nuan, a flicker of disappointment crossed the woman's eyes, which Jiang Nuan happened to catch.
Jiang Nuan silently lowered the curtain and sat back inside the carriage.
[Host, don't go. She specializes in honey traps.]
Guagua hurriedly warned her.
[I knew it! We're so far from town, and she's wearing such a conspicuous bridal gown. If someone really wanted to catch her, they shouldn't have let her run for this long!]
Jiang Nuan had already sensed something was off. It looked as though the woman had been running for quite a while; the flecks of mud on her bridal gown had dried completely.
But seeing her like this had softened Jiang Nuan's heart, and she had almost