The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Villa.

A pale-faced woman is doing her makeup in front of the mirror.

She has been sitting in front of the mirror for a long time.

It's been so long that the sun has slanted westward.

A man in official uniform strode into the house with a palpable look of joy on his face.

"Wanwan, I heard you want to see me."

This man is He Zheng.

The woman called Wanwan looked at the man in the mirror, and suddenly bent her lips and smiled.

"A Zheng."

He Zheng's eyes almost turned red when he heard her voice.

He hadn't heard this call from her for a long time.

He strode forward.

"Wanwan, did you come to me to understand?"

He walked up to the woman, squatted down halfway, and looked up at her.

The woman, or should she be called Mrs. He, looked down at He Zheng with a smile on her face.

"A Zheng, I don't want to stay here anymore, will you take me home? Okay? I'm homesick."

He Zheng was shocked.

She... She actually said "I'm homesick".

He Zheng agreed without the slightest hesitation.

"Okay, let's go home."

The smile on Mrs. He's face deepened.

He Zheng almost fell into her smile.

She hadn't smiled like this for a long time.

Even if she wants the stars in the sky right now, He Zheng is willing to pick them for her.

The carriage stopped at the prefect's mansion.

Mrs. He was carried out of the carriage by He Zheng.

"I can go by myself."

He Zheng didn't let her go.

"You're not in good health, don't be brave."

Mrs. He turned her head, didn't look at him again, suppressed the flash of hatred in her eyes.

"Is the injury on your shoulder healed?"

Mrs. He leaned on his shoulder, remembering such a thing.

He Zheng's footsteps stopped.

He responded almost inaudibly.

Mrs. He said nothing more.

He Zheng carried her all the way to the house in the main courtyard. It was spotless and was cleaned carefully on weekdays.

Mrs. He still felt that this place was extremely strange.

"Is Wanwan hungry? I'll ask the housekeeper to bring some food over."

Mrs. He shook her head.

"I want to eat the meat pie in the east of the city."

He Zheng was taken aback.

"meat pie?"

Mrs. He nodded, with a look of loneliness on her face.

"I haven't had it for a long time, and I don't know if that shop is still open?"

Wanwan seldom made any requests to him, and he rushed to deliver them to others, but she didn't like it.

Now it's rare for her to take the initiative to say what she wants, how could He Zheng be dissatisfied?

He got up immediately: "Then I will send someone to buy it now."

Mrs. He looked at him, "Aren't you willing to buy it for me yourself now?"

He Zheng was startled, and then said repeatedly: "I'll go in person, I'll go in person! Wanwan is waiting for me here!"

With that said, He Zheng turned his head and left the room.

After he left, Mrs. He slowly stood up and walked towards the door step by step.

"Ma'am, you can't go out."

Someone blocked Mrs. He's way.

Madam He just raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

The next moment, a black shadow appeared behind the man, knocking him out.

In a moment, several figures fell down in the yard, and they were all dragged down silently.

When Mrs. He walked into the courtyard, she saw a man and a woman standing not far away, and she sighed in her heart.

What should come will always come.

She has been hiding in this place for many years, but the world will always come.

No matter morning or night.

Mrs. He slowly walked in front of Wei Rou, showing her a faint smile.

"Rouer."

For some reason, Wei Rou always felt familiar when seeing Mrs. He.

This familiarity made her a little overwhelmed.