Too many female prisoners, a special forces soldier transmigrates and marries wildly.

The candlelight illuminated a man's face—sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a cold, stern expression; it was none other than Lin Feng!

Su Wanyue thought she was dreaming. She rubbed her eyes, but the person was still there. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

"Miss Su," Lin Feng frowned slightly, looking at her red and swollen eyes, "you've been crying?"

Su Wanyue then realized that it wasn't a dream.

She hurriedly got up, but her legs went weak and she almost fell.

Lin Feng stepped forward and took her arm.

"My benefactor...you...how did you come?" Her voice trembled, whether from surprise or joy.

"Just passing by, thought I'd drop by." Lin Feng released her hand, took a step back, and looked her over.

"You don't look well. What happened?"

Su Wanyue bit her lip, tears falling again, but she shook her head: "No...it's nothing."

"Your father is forcing you to get married!" Lin Feng suddenly said.

Su Wanyue looked up in astonishment: "You...how did you know?"

"I overheard people talking about it in the restaurant when I arrived," Lin Feng said calmly.

"It is said that Miss Su was violated by bandits, and the Li family broke off the engagement. Now she is to marry Mr. Liu, a fifty-year-old man from the west of the city, as his second wife."

Su Wanyue's face turned deathly pale, filled with shame and indignation.

"So, that's why you cried?" Lin Feng looked at her.

Su Wanyue nodded, then shook her head, unsure of what to say.

Lin Feng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "If you don't want to marry, I can help you."

"How can I help?" A glimmer of hope ignited in Su Wanyue's eyes.

"I'll take you away," Lin Feng said. "Leave Yingchuan, go somewhere else, and start over."

Su Wanyue was stunned. Go with him? To the ends of the earth?

An impulse surged within me, but quickly cooled.

She shook her head: "No, I can't leave. What will happen to my parents if I leave? What will happen to the Su family's reputation?"

"Is saving face more important than your lifelong happiness?"

"It's not important," Su Wanyue said with a wry smile.

"But I am a daughter of the Su family, and I cannot only think of myself."

Lin Feng looked at her, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

This woman may appear delicate, but she possesses a stubbornness and a strong sense of responsibility deep down.

"So what do you want?" he asked.

Su Wanyue lowered her head, looking at the broken silver in her hand. After a long while, she whispered, "My benefactor, will you... will you marry me?"

Lin Feng was taken aback.

"I know this request is excessive,"

Su Wanyue raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears, yet filled with a resolute determination.

"My benefactor has saved me twice, and I have no way to repay him. I shouldn't be a burden to him any further. But now... now I have nowhere else to turn. If my benefactor is unwilling, I... have nothing more to say."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and awaited the verdict.

The study was so quiet you could hear the candlelight crackling. After a long silence, Lin Feng finally spoke, his voice devoid of emotion:

"Have you thought this through?"

Su Wanyue nodded, not daring to open her eyes.

"You won't have a good life following me," Lin Feng said.

"I have no fixed abode, enemies everywhere, and I might die any day now. You might become a widow, or even... die because of me."

"Wan Yue, don't be afraid." Su Wan Yue opened her eyes and looked directly at him.

"When my benefactor saved me, Wanyue's life belonged to him. He saved Wanyue's life, so from now on, whether I live or die, I will follow him."

Lin Feng looked into her eyes; they were clear and resolute.

He suddenly thought of Shen Qingyi. That equally stubborn woman who was willing to take a knife for him.

Now she heads north into the north wind, waiting for him to return.

Did he promise to marry her? No. He only said that he would take her back to Shuofeng after things were settled here.

But when will this matter be resolved?

Saving this woman is a matter of morality. But marrying her is a matter of responsibility?

Perhaps, that is also a path.

Marrying her would save face for the Su family, she wouldn't have to marry an old man, and he could have an identity to cover his tracks and continue investigating the iron mine. It was a win-win situation.

"Okay," he said, uttering only one word.

Su Wanyue froze, then her eyes blazed with wild joy, only to be replaced by worry: "My benefactor, are you... are you truly sincere? There's no need to force yourself..."

"I won't force you," Lin Feng said.

"I will come to propose marriage in three days. Please prepare accordingly."

After saying that, he jumped out of the window and left.

In the morning in Yingchuan City, the bustling city life was just beginning to awaken.

Lin Feng changed into a worn-out indigo robe and wore a bamboo hat to shield his head from the sun, blending into the crowd.

Suddenly, the sound of a pipa came from the street corner ahead.

The water gurgled like flowing water, and its coolness was like shattered jade. In the noisy city, it was like a clear spring, instantly attracting Lin Feng's attention.

He had heard that pipa music before.

In Shuofeng City

Inside the "Dark Fragrance Pavilion"!

Moreover, the playing style and charm are exactly the same as Yunshang's!

Lin Feng's heart trembled violently, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

A woman in white sat by the window on the second floor of a teahouse on the street corner, playing the zither with her head down.

She wore a veil, obscuring her face, but her figure was slender, and her ten fingers danced like butterflies on the strings.

Is it her? Yunshang?

Lin Feng remained calm and walked into a clothing shop opposite the teahouse, pretending to look at the fabrics, but his eyes were always fixed on the second-floor window.

After the woman finished playing a piece, she got up and walked downstairs.

But Lin Feng's attention was no longer on her.

His gaze fell on two men who seemed to be chatting idly at the entrance of the teahouse.

The two men were dressed plainly, but they stood tall and had sharp eyes, constantly scanning their surroundings.

More importantly, their hands always hung at their sides, no more than three inches from their waists—the position where they could draw their swords at any moment.

Guards. And skilled ones at that.

The woman in white walked out of the teahouse without stopping, heading straight for West Street. The two men followed her, one on each side, at a distance.

It appears casual, but in reality, it blocks out all possible angles of attack.

Lin Feng put down the fabric and followed.

The woman walked slowly, crossing two streets before turning into a quiet alley.

At the end of the alley is an inconspicuous little courtyard with a wooden sign hanging above the door that reads "Shuyu Zhai," a music hall.

She pushed open the door and entered. Two guards stood outside, seemingly chatting idly, but actually on high alert.

Lin Feng went around to the other side of the alley, climbed up an old locust tree, and lay down among the branches and leaves, where he could see the situation inside the courtyard clearly.

The courtyard was serene and elegant, with several clumps of bamboo growing there. In the west wing, a window was open, and another woman in white was sitting by the window, making tea.

The woman was not wearing a mask. She was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with a beautiful face and delicate features, but her eyes were cold and clear, like a deep pool of water.

The woman who entered first removed her bamboo hat and veil, revealing a beautiful face—it was Yunshang!

"Sister," Yunshang said softly as she walked to the window of the west wing.

"Hmm," the woman by the window responded, pushing a cup of tea towards her. "How is it?"

"Nothing unusual was found in the teahouse."

Yunshang sat down, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.

"As for the iron ore, Liu Heizi has stepped up mining efforts and delivery is expected by the fifth of next month. The middleman, 'Third Master,' will come to pick up the goods on time."

Yunshang paused.

"But... something happened at Black Wind Stronghold a few days ago. A tough guy broke in, killed some people, and rescued a woman. Liu Heizi was terrified, afraid of missing the delivery."

"A tough one?" The woman by the window raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"I don't know. All I know is that he was a young man with extremely high martial arts skills, who could appear and disappear without a trace."

Footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

A middle-aged man with a goatee walked into the courtyard and bowed to the two women in white: "Ladies, Third Master asked me to tell you that we will meet at the usual place at midnight tonight."

"I understand," the woman by the window said calmly.

The middle-aged man stepped down.

The woman by the window said to Yunshang, "Make preparations, I will go with you tonight."

"Yes."

Lin Feng, perched in the tree, took in the entire scene.

Tonight at midnight, at the usual place... is that the transaction location? He has to go.

Just as she was about to climb down the tree, the courtyard gate was suddenly pushed open, and a maid in green rushed in, her expression panicked: "Miss, something terrible has happened! There's... there's a fight outside!"