The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Before Wei Rou could say anything more, Jiang He had already lifted the curtain of the car and left quickly.

I don't know what she is hiding.

Wei Rou looked down at the pile of things in her hands, feeling a warm current in her heart.

She put these things away properly.

The golden key that Jiang He gave should be said to be the most precious, at least for Jiang He, it was a gift of all her belongings.

Then Wei Rou opened the letter written by Wan Ping.

With Wan Ping's personality, he is not likely to be someone who would write to her.

Wei Rou felt that this was a bit weird, so she wanted to see what was written inside.

After she took it apart, Wei Rou couldn't laugh or cry.

It is not a letter, but a thick stack of bank notes.

When she got the letter, she wondered why it was so thick.

It turns out that there is no letter at all.

That's right, Wan Ping never liked to play with words, and she avoided such things as writing letters.

Wei Rou counted, and the sum of these banknotes was not a small sum.

Thinking about it, Wan Ping took out all the money she kept at the bottom of the box, for fear that Wei Rou would be short of food and clothing in Northern Xinjiang.

Wei Rou's hand holding the bank note trembled, and her nose was a little sore.

They are giving away what they think is the most important thing.

Wei Rou silently handed the bank note to Wen Qing and asked her to keep it.

At first sight, Wenqing was a little surprised to see so many banknotes, and silently put away the banknotes.

The speed of the carriage accelerated a lot.

Wei Rou heard the shouts and cheers of the people from behind gradually subsided, and knew that the expedition team had already left the city at this time.

The sound of hooves approached.

If she was aware of it, she opened the curtains and looked out, and saw Gu Xi driving a horse to the side of the carriage at some point to escort her.

Wei Rou simply leaned on the car window and looked at him.

Seeing this, Gu Xi pursed his lips.

"But tired? Ling Yun, walk slowly!"

Gu Xi raised his voice and shouted to Ling Yun in front.

Ling Yun hurriedly responded, deliberately slowing down the speed of the carriage.

Wei Rou raised her eyebrows and continued to stare at Gu Xi.

"Go slowly, so I can keep a close eye on the general."

"..."

Gu Xi's lips pursed even tighter.

He didn't drive the horse forward, he just matched the speed of the carriage so that Wei Rou could see more clearly.

Although his face was tightly covered, it was not clear what Wei Rou was looking at.

But such persistent and clingy eyes inevitably made him distracted.

"The general is really handsome in this suit. While I hope that the general can wear it a few more times to satisfy my eyesight, I also hope that the general can wear it a few times less."

Gu Xi turned his face to look at her, saw the worry in her eyes, knew what she was thinking, did not say much, and immediately got off the horse.

Someone has already stepped forward to take the fire.

Wei Rou was startled, but before she recovered, Gu Xi's figure appeared in the carriage.

Wen Qing and Wu Jiang have left the carriage at some point.

There were only the two of them in the car.

"General."

Seeing Gu Xi sitting down next to her, Wei Rou was wrapped in his arms.

"What are you afraid of?"

Gu Xi held Wei Rou's cold hand tightly, and unconsciously frowned.

Surrounded by icy battle armor, Wei Rou didn't feel the slightest bit of chill, the palm of her hand was the heat from him.

She couldn't help but curl her lips.

"I'm just afraid that a man as handsome as the general will attract many peach blossoms when he arrives in northern Xinjiang. I heard from Wan Ping that most of the women in northern Xinjiang are strong and strong, and they have excellent skills in hands and feet. But them."

Gu Xi: ...