The Stolen Bride Is a War Goddess

"Stop him!" Princess Yongning screamed behind me, and I took off running. Today was the most unlucky day of my life, Shen Lin'an. I thought I could feign illness to avoid this marriage, but the princess led her men straight to my residence, threatening to kidnap me and force me into the wedding ceremony. I scaled walls, scrambled through alleys, running until my lungs felt like they were going to explode. Ahead lay a dead end. Wait, there was a bridal sedan chair. The sedan chair bearers were nowhere to be seen; the bright red sedan chair stood alone at the alley entrance. Without thinking, I flung open the curtain and slipped inside. "Don't make a sound," I whispered, "I'll hide for a bit, then—" Before I could finish, my wrist was tightened.