The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 409
Gu Yaoyao glanced at Hong Yun, stretched out his hand and slowly spread the scroll on the table.

The paint is still fresh—the boy in the painting is riding on a horse with a proud look on his face, as vivid as if he could walk off the drawing paper in a second.

Gu Yaoyao froze after only one glance.

It's too similar!
Hong Yun was at the side, observing the expression on Er Niang's face, smiled helplessly, and said in a low voice: "E Niang, do you also feel...?"

The youngest son of Zewang Allah Butan looks too much like a human being.

It's just that the man is gentle and elegant, which is quite different from the unrestrained and unrestrained style of this little general.

Hong Yun stretched out his hand to press the scroll, put it away again, and then looked up at Gu Yaoyao: "At least eight or nine points alike! When my son saw the painting was finished, he was also shocked. How could he have thought of such a picture?" What about coincidence?"

Gu Yaoyao thought of Sangege's previous actions, and suddenly understood in her heart.

She stretched out her hand to press Hong Yun's shoulder: "It's fine for our mother to talk about it—but when you go out, don't mention it again."

Hong Yun nodded, hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't hold back, looking at Gu Yaoyao.

He frowned and tilted his head slightly, much like his father.

Hong Yun said: "Emiang, you dote on Third Sister too much! If Emiang didn't dote on her so much and let Third Sister suffer earlier, she wouldn't have suffered so much later."

After a pause, Hong Yun said softly: "Third sister is like this now... Is this what Er Niang wants to see?"

After Hongyun finished speaking, he regretted a little, lifted his robe and knelt down and said, "Emiang, my son is lying."

Gu Yaoyao reached out to pull him up, sighed: "You are right."

Seeing the expression on Er Niang's face, Hong Yun was obviously heartbroken. He regretted it very much, so he immediately comforted him with words: "E Niang, let's say it again——Third Sister's temper, even if I change Ama, It may not be able to control it! Er Niang, don't blame yourself too much."

Gu Yaoyao smiled, changed the subject and asked Hong Yun: "Did you send it to your Ama?"

Hong Yun said: "What?"

Gu Yaoyao turned around and turned her eyes to the picture scroll on the table.

……

Amu changed her clothes and hairstyle, and took a picture in the bronze mirror——she almost didn't recognize the person in the mirror.

She averted her eyes awkwardly.

After a few days here——Amu gradually became familiar with the daily necessities here, and began to look at the people around him curiously.

Sangege has already said that everyone should take good care of Amu, and at most they will only pick some fine work and let her do it, and they are not allowed to touch rough work. In addition, they have chosen a lot of simple and simple styles for their clothes and jewelry. Gave it to Amu.

Amu has just arrived, but he has already received such favor from San Gege, and the group of servants who serve San Gege around him can't help but feel a little jealous.

Within a few days, someone started to trip Amu out of Sangege's sight.

For example, the soup that Amu sent to San Gege - obviously it was brought out of the dining room in a good manner, but when it was delivered to the master, it was either completely cold or the taste was not right.

Sangege didn't care about Amu at all, but after several times, he was a little disappointed after all.

At the beginning, Amu was naive and didn't react, but after a few times, he didn't respond.She also understood.

It's a pity that it's a pity that you understand it - Amu is an honest and clumsy character after all, even if he encounters such a thing, he is only wronged and angry.

She looked at the people around her - these were the old slaves who served San Gege: big and small maidservants, nuns, water mothers...

Everyone greeted her with a smile.

Everyone looks like a nice guy.

In the midst of being wronged, Amu wanted to go back more and more every day.

Everyone here has [-] minds!

Once, Amu finally couldn't hold back, and wiped away tears in front of Sangege.

After Sange asked the reason clearly, he almost lost his temper.

She stood up on the spot, and when she went out, she asked all the servants who were serving her to be called over.

"I was afraid that Amu would be uncomfortable, so I asked her to do some delicate work, but it was just for show - you are all so courageous that you dare to come and torture her?"

Sangege spoke harshly, and when he was angry, he waved his hand on the table and smashed a teacup.

The servants in the tent knelt on the ground in fright, and everyone just pretended that they didn't know about Amu and had nothing to do with them.

A few old mothers even talked about the past when they brought up San Gege with snot and tears, which meant that they had no credit but also hard work. How could the little master not treat them like this for such a little girl from a different race? How about Mama?
Seeing this, Sangege reached out and grabbed Amu's hand, took her a step forward, sneered, looked around the crowd and said, "It's not bad if you don't do it. If that's the case—from tomorrow, Amu Nothing can be done."

San Gege looked back at Amu, and after all the servants in the tent had retreated, San Gege came over and held Amu's hand, watching her lower her head, her tears streaming silently—he was holding back, not making a sound .

Amu like this makes people feel even more distressed.

Sangege knew that although Amu came out with him, it was inevitable that she would miss the land that raised her up.

She thought for a while, took Amu's hand and walked aside, and whispered about the upcoming marriage: "We will not separate. If I pass by, won't I still take you with me? When the time comes—you can again I went back. Why are you crying?"

Sangege originally wanted to comfort Amu, but when it came to his own matter, he still felt a little embarrassed.

When Amu heard the last word, he just grinned, without any surprise on his face: "Girl, I knew this would happen a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."

"you……?"

San Gege said in a daze.

At this time, Amu suddenly smiled like a little fox: "Amu is just stupid, it's not that he doesn't have eyes. The little general likes girls so much! The girl fell ill that day, so I probably don't remember it—the little general braved the boss's wind." Xue went to Da Khan's place and found medicine for the girl."

She paused, looking at the expression on San Gege's face: "I'm afraid the girl doesn't remember?"

San Gege was stunned for a moment, then remembered.

No wonder Cewang Allah Butan knew that he was in the little general's camp—the wind and snow were so heavy, even if the little general used some excuses to get medicine, Cewang Allah Butan would definitely be suspicious.

……

After galloping thousands of miles, the imperial edict from the capital was sent back quickly—long live, meaning that he agreed to marry the daughter of the great general to the son of Cewang Allah Butan.

Two marriages.

The condition is that Cewang Allah Butan will return to the original region, still bow his head to the Qing court honestly, and cut off the alliance with the Qinghai and Mongolian ministries.

Even though he had somewhat prepared himself mentally, when the fourth elder brother took over the imperial edict, he still couldn't help clenching his back molars.

(End of this chapter)