The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 400

When San Gege opened her eyes from a half-dream and half-awake, what she saw was this scene - Amu curled up on the other side of her low couch, and put her feet in his arms to cover her.

San Gege opened his eyes wide, and after a while, tears flowed down his face.

Hot tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, more and more.

As the daughter of the prince, from the day she was born, she lived a life surrounded by a group of servants - she always felt that everything was as it should be.

But Amu is different—this is an ordinary maid in the enemy camp.

To put it bluntly—Amu takes care of her, as long as she can ensure that she can eat every day so that she doesn't starve to death.

In this way, the task is completed.

As for the other things that Amu did, it was entirely out of Amu's kind heart and the mutual sympathy between the girls.

"Amu..."

Amu heard the movement, opened her eyes in a daze, rubbed her eyes, and when she saw San Gege looking at her with tears, she thought that San Gege was sad because she was sent to the little general last night.

Amu didn't know how to persuade him.

This kind of thing...

After thinking about it, she tried her best to reassure Sange, saying that the little general has a noble status, has always been brave and resourceful, plus he is talented - even here, there are many rich families who want to marry their daughters.

There are not many women who want to follow the little general.

At the end, Amu still silently shut up—this kind of thing... what kind of comfort is it?
I can only say that no matter what, following the little general is always better than being thrown to those lieutenants.

But, then again - who knows how long this kind of nameless "following" can last?
The little general is still a little interested today, but he might be bored tomorrow.

……

Early the next morning, Amu just woke up in a daze when he was woken up by the woman outside.

Unexpectedly: the attitudes of these women are obviously much more polite than yesterday, and they even have some flattering intentions.

Said that the little general wanted to take the girl into his own tent.

Amu couldn't believe it, she shook her head first, and then the woman came over and whispered something in her ear.

There was a mixed look of joy and sorrow on Amu's face, he hesitated for a while, but he also knew that such an order could not be disobeyed.

She went in with a few wives.

In the tent, Sangege was still asleep, a few women with great strength came up to wrap her clothes and robes hastily, carried her away and left.

……

In the city, Gu Yaoyao has lost a lot of weight in just three days.

She couldn't eat or drink anything, except for a bowl of porridge after Erman and Delan coaxed her into it, and then she didn't eat anything.

Sange had been missing for three whole days and three nights.

On New Year's Eve, Cewang Allah Butan attacked the camp with elite soldiers, but was defeated by the fourth elder brother in one fell swoop, and fled to the southwest in a hurry. At least half of the troops he brought were wiped out by the ambush army arranged by the fourth elder brother.

This time, Cewang Allah Butan, who has always been invincible in the northwest, finally tasted the bitterness.

The fourth elder brother has sent someone to send the good news to the court.

However, as a parent—the fourth elder brother and Gu Yaoyao are both suffering in their hearts.

After the battle to lure the enemy into deep, the fourth elder brother was furious when he heard that Sangege Xueye rode out of the city alone.

He immediately sent people out to look for it.

But the soldiers sent out to look for it found nothing,
Snow covered all traces.

From the city gate to the Great General Wang Daying, it is only a [-]-mile journey—even if you take the wrong road or take a detour, it is impossible to find it in three days and three nights.

The only possibility is that San Gege completely went the wrong way and went further and further away.

He was even captured by the enemy army who was in ambush that night by Cewang Allah Butan.

Hong Yun felt very sad when her sister disappeared suddenly, and asked Ama to ask Ying to go out to find her sister.

He begged several times, but Yinzhen finally agreed, and sent several teams of elite soldiers and guides familiar with the local terrain to go with him on the road.

But Hong Yun went out to look for it for a long time, and when he came back he was shivering from the cold, and the snowflakes were about to freeze on his eyebrows.

No news either.

……

There is warmth in the tent.

San Gege was brought here half-dragged and half-dragged by several wives.

This time, her treatment was obviously much better than the last time. Not only was she not thrown directly on the carpet like a bag, but someone even brought her food and fine wine.

However, San GeGe naturally wouldn't even touch it.

The little general was sitting on the other side of the tent, staring at her by the candlelight, with a look of interest on his face.

San Gege raised his head and also looked at him.

She originally wanted to show provocation, but she didn't expect that his eyes were deep—it looked like an endless deep sea.

She just felt that her eyes were wrapped in that deep sea.

"do not move."

The little general saw that she seemed to want to struggle, so he got up and walked over.

San Gege dodged back vigilantly, and saw the little general squatting down slowly, reaching out to hold her ankle.

There—there were ropes for the slaves wrapped around.

Although it is a loose buckle, it is loosely tied, and it does not affect the three grids to walk.

But after all, it is a symbol of shame.

The little general raised his head and glanced at San Gege, then lowered his head and slowly untied the rope.

Following his movements, San Gege's shoulders were gently retracted, and when she realized it again, she had already been hugged by the little general.

This is the second time he has hugged her.

Although San Gege was resentful, his physical resistance was not as strong as last time after all.

Seeing that she seemed to be a little more well-behaved, the little general smiled in a low voice, just hugged her and sat down behind the small case, and handed a glass of fine wine to her lips.

Sange turned her face away.

The little general didn't care, he put down the wine cup, and touched Sange's head with his hand - it looked like a child looking at a fresh plaything.

The weather was cold, but the tent was burning hot. The little general was reading some military newspapers and the like in his hands.

He looked intently, and the frivolous and playful temperament on his face immediately faded a lot.

San Gege was imprisoned here by him, and the brazier next to her was so hot that she felt that the skin on the back of her hand was so dry and hot that she couldn't help shrinking.

The little general's gaze moved here a little, as if he had noticed Sangege's movement.

He called someone to come in, and asked them to move the brazier away.

San Gege didn't expect him to do such a move, he raised his eyes to look at the little general in surprise, and when he also looked at him, he quickly avoided his sight.

She struggled a bit, still wanting to break free from his arms.

Nai He is simply impossible.

After a while, the lamb chops have been grilled.

The fresh lamb chops are fragrant, and the oil is dripping down.

(End of this chapter)