The journey was long, and Zhan Xiaolou was in no mood to rest. She didn't dare to stop for fear that her brain would be invaded by painful memories and rest. Her already aching heart would feel as if a knife was being twisted through it, causing blood to flow profusely.

The sun was high in the sky, and today was a good day. Only the weather was good.

Zhan Xiaolou heavily sighed as he drove the carriage towards his home. Xiaoqing, who was at the infirmary, heard the sound of horse hooves from afar. She quickly cleaned up the medicine in her hands and quickly walked to the back door of the infirmary. He paced back and forth expectantly.

"Master, you're back!" "Little Qing happily called the other servants to pay her respects to her lord." "Youngsters, come, our Lord has returned."

Xiaoqing was one of the first batch of servants that General Qu brought over a while ago. Xiaoqing had seen the Battle Tower in the Qu family. Back then, when they were discussing marriage, she was the one who served them from the side. Xiaoqing

He had witnessed the man's way of speaking and his extraordinary actions. He felt that this woman was very handsome and extremely charming. Be easy-going. Therefore, when General Qu sent his servants to fight for the Lou family, he was the first young servant to 'charge into the fray'. From this, one could see how satisfied he was with Little Lou.

When Zhan Xiaolou saw this scene, he became extremely agitated.

"Forget about today, you're the young master from General Qu's house. Your ability is superior, so I trust that you can teach them a good lesson."

Zhan Xiaolou raised his hand and gestured for everyone to step back.

Seeing that Zhan Xiaolou was the first to retreat, Xiaoqing was able to see that his mood had dropped and his pale face looked extremely frightening. After Xiaoqing left, she indicated that the kitchen should be stewed with soup to replenish her body after the Lord had rested for a while.

After everyone had left, Zhan Xiaolou expressionlessly carried Qing Shui back to his bedroom. He wiped the blood off his body and put on a new set of silk clothes. Bring him a jade bracelet from the dowry that Auntie Hua spent her money on for her son a few days ago.

"Cousin, I've let you down for the rest of my life. I know that you will not forgive me, you like me so much, want me to express my love several times, but I have been ambiguous with your response time and time again. "Qing, I'm sorry …" As Zhan Xiaolou spoke, tears rolled down his face.

As Zhan Xiaolou spoke, a thought flashed through his mind. These past few days, two men had died miserably for him. His unborn child was even more so … These two men were completely loyal to her. Not only that, both of them had died in the hands of one opponent.

Zhan Xiaolou felt heartbroken as he trembled with anger from his crying. Thinking of Ning Yu's despair when she had been humiliated by the dead guards, thinking of how she would die before she even saw her own face, even giving up her life for a kiss, she wished that she could hack them into a thousand pieces for all her life.

Time passed in grief, in the dust that piled up little by little above the catacombs. In the gradually calming mood.

Zhan Xiaolou calmly drove the carriage towards General Qu's residence.

After Qu Li heard that his fiancee, Zhan Xiaolou, had returned at noon, he couldn't help but feel happy. His dressing and dressing were extremely exquisite.

But after the excitement passed, what came to him was only the gentle breeze within the mansion. After only half a day, the little girl was already full of energy.

His mind was filled with thoughts of when would Zhan Lou come! She doesn't miss me, he won't forget me, won't he...