Chapter 1192: Little Marquis, he died miserably

Chapter 1192: Little Marquis, he died miserably

Chapter 1192: The young prince died miserably

"Brother Qin!" Gu Jinli saw Qin Sanlang, his eyes lit up slightly, and his voice was filled with joy, and he called him.

Qin Sanlang came to see her specially. When he saw her, joy surged in his heart and a smile appeared on his face. His originally cold face softened because of his smile.

He moved, took steps, and walked towards her quickly. He wanted to wrap his arms around her waist, but because Gu Jinan was here, he finally just held her hand and slowly pulled her hand into his. In the palm of his hand, he asked: "But is it done?"

"How do you know what we are here to do?" Gu Jinan asked Qin Sanlang puzzledly before Gu Jinli could.

If he remembers correctly, Sanlang has been very busy in the past two months. According to Brother Cheng, he has not returned to the village for more than a month and only sent someone to deliver news of safety.

In fact, it was not the case. Although Qin Sanlang had not returned to the village during the day, he came back twice in the middle of the night to see Gu Jinli... He missed her and would rather give up his rest time and want to come back to see her, even if it was a quick visit. , and he was satisfied.

Gu Jinli said: "I asked Si'an to tell him."

He looked up at Qin Sanlang again and said with a smile: "Well, it's done. It went smoothly. You don't have to worry."

It was already dark now, but the Ouyang family was rich, so they lit up the two big lanterns under the eaves as soon as it got dark, so she could see his face clearly: "Are you tired?"

His face looked a little tired, and he looked like he had not slept for at least a day and a night.

He must have rushed back to see her during the break.

Qin Sanlang smiled, held her hand tightly and said, "I'm not tired."

"Let's get on the mule cart first." Gu Jinan looked helpless. Can you two take it easy? Although you are engaged, it's not good to look at each other with such lingering eyes under the eaves of someone else's house.

Gu Jinli was thick-skinned and thought it was just a matter of grabbing hands and looking at each other, nothing more.

Dou Shaodong's family was shocked. The young marquis actually grabbed the little girl's hand under the eaves of someone else's house. Although the little girl was his unmarried daughter-in-law, it was enough to surprise Dou Shaodong's family.

Where has the serious young man gone?

Qin Sanlang already knew that Dou Shaodong's family was coming, so he turned to look at him.

Gu Jinan didn't believe this kind of nonsense, but he didn't get to the bottom of it. He bowed his hands towards Dou Shaodong's house and followed him into the mule cart.

Zezi waited for them to sit down and drove away, while Si'an rode back on Qin Sanlang's horse.

Dou Shaodong's family stood under the eaves of Ouyang's house, looking at the mule cart going away in the light of the lantern, and bowed deeply towards the mule cart.

However, he frowned when he looked at the mule cart. The Gu family's mule cart was too shabby. The carriage shed was just made of ordinary wood. In the capital, even a servant would not ride in such a shabby mule cart.

The young Marquis is so pitiful, I want to give him a carriage!

Thinking of carriages, Dou Shaodong's family also thought of horses. He remembered that the young Marquis had a **** horse named Baijian, which ran as fast as the wind.

Little Marquis would ride Bai Jian almost every time he went out, saying that his father had earned it for him with his military exploits. He also said that when he went to the battlefield, Bai Jian would be his lifelong comrade.

At that time, he was lucky enough to touch Baijian, but Baijian had a bad temper and almost kicked him to death.

He once imagined the young Marquis riding a Bai Jian into battle and defeating the enemy camp, but the imagination was just an imagination after all... The young Marquis failed to make any achievements while riding the Bai Jian, but died on the battlefield.

It is said that his death was extremely miserable. He was torn apart by a chariot and even his facial features could not be seen clearly. However, next to his body was the seriously injured Bai Jian kneeling... Everyone recognized Bai Jian as the young Marquis's horse. In the entire Northwest Army, only Mr. Xiaohou has such a **** horse.

Later, Bai Jian also died, which was a pity for everyone.

Master, wipe your tears, dont cry, you look so embarrassed. Dou Zhi said with a little disgust, but very considerately handed him a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

Dou Shaodong was so angry that he gritted his teeth and swatted her hand away, shouting: "What are you talking nonsense about? When did I cry? That's sweat, do you understand? It's so hot that sweat drips from your forehead and drips into your eyes. Its in!

Dou Zhi: "...Oh, young master, please wipe off the sweat. It's quite uncomfortable if the sweat falls into your eyes."

Dou Shaodongs face turned dark: Did you do this on purpose?!

Dou Zhi: "Young master thinks too much, I am not as boring as you."

You can even cry when you look at the back of a mule cart. Master, you are quite sentimental.

Dou Shaodong's family was very angry, but Dou Zhi was a strange maid. Years of experience told him not to be serious with such a strange girl, otherwise he would be the one crying, so he had to grab the handkerchief, wiped his eyes, and said: "Get ready." Pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I want to write a letter to Uncle Ruan."