As the sun dipped below the horizon, the sound of galloping horses echoed from the eastern mountains, accompanied by the stirring blare of horns that pierced through the wilderness, startling flocks of birds into flight. The hunting party returned, laden with their spoils.
Shen Wei stood outside the tent, ready to greet them. Prince Yan rode back under the golden glow of the setting sun, his handsome face framed by the evening breeze as his horse galloped forward, exuding an air of triumph.
Seeing that Prince Yan was unharmed, Shen Wei let out a deep sigh of relief.
Thankfully, Prince Yan had returned safely; otherwise, she would have already started considering a change of employment.
"My lord, you've finally returned. I've been so worried about you," Shen Wei said as she stepped forward, standing on tiptoe to wipe the sweat from his forehead, her eyes brimming with joy and concern.
Prince Yan wrapped an arm around Shen Wei's waist. "Don't worry, I'm fine."
