The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Her heart leaped with joy, and she hurried towards the house. However, when she was less than ten meters away from the house, she suddenly felt her foot give way and let out a startled cry, "Ah...!", as her whole body flew into the air, caught in a hunting net suspended between two large trees.

Her body kept spinning around.

Xia Xiaonuan was completely stunned, shouting loudly, "Help—! Help—!" Wuuu, it’s all Situ Yan’s fault, why did he bring her into the helicopter? If it weren’t for him, she might be still at home, sleeping soundly.

She ended up in this desolate and wild territory, and now was hanging in mid-air.

Soon, upon hearing her cries, a few strange men ran out of the house.

The men were dressed in strange, colorful clothes, adorned with various accessories on their heads.

They somewhat resembled Mongolian attire.

From Xia Xiaonuan’s impression, only minor ethnic groups dressed like this.

Seeing Xia Xiaonuan, those men pointed at her and started jabbering in a language she couldn’t understand, then turned around

A particularly burly man with a big black mole on the corner of his left eye saw the captured Xia Xiaonuan and shouted something inside.

He said something to a nearby person, who then ran into the house to report.

Xia Xiaonuan struggled to get out, feeling uncomfortable as the hemp net constricted her. She curled up like a shrimp.

After a while, she heard a pleasant male voice from inside and turned her head to see a man dressed in a blue garment with colorful patterns, wearing a blue hat that resembled a British knight’s cap. His skin was slightly dark, and his large, bright eyes made him look exceptionally impressive.

He looked at Xia Xiaonuan, listening to the report from the burly man beside him.

The man approached upon hearing the report and asked Xia Xiaonuan, "Who are you, and where do you come from?"

Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t understand his words, could only struggle desperately, furrowing her brows and shouting, "Let me down! Let me down!"

At this moment, the man with the black mole stepped forward and respectfully said to the handsome man, "Most honorable Prince Mutaha, this foreign woman is here under unknown circumstances, to avoid unnecessary trouble, it would be better to..."

As he spoke, he gestured with his hand across his neck.

Xia Xiaonuan didn’t understand his words but understood the gesture, her face changed dramatically.

Were they going to kill her?

What should she do?

Xia Xiaonuan, like a frightened bird, struggled desperately and shouted, "Help! Help!"

At this, Mutaha said emotionlessly to his subordinates, "Let her down."

The man with the black mole’s face changed, wanting to say something, but Mutaha turned to glance at him.

He immediately lowered his head, not daring to utter another word.

As the men let Xia Xiaonuan down from the tree, she quickly tore off the net around her body, got up from the ground, and started to run.

She had only run a few steps when several strange men rushed up from behind and stopped her.

"What do you want?!" Xia Xiaonuan asked, her eyes wide with fear.

"Bring her inside," Mutaha said, turning around and walking inside.

Xia Xiaonuan had her hands held behind her by two men and was tied with a rigid rope.

These people had a faint scent of sandalwood, also somewhat like a medicinal fragrance. Xia Xiaonuan didn’t know who they were, and unable to communicate, she could only be brought into the house by them.