The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou left the three horses outside to guard, not worried that they would run away by themselves.

Then she walked cautiously into the alley.

Wu Jiang strode forward.

"Madam be careful, let the slaves go first."

Wei Rou didn't refuse.

The alley was remote and there were no pedestrians, so Wu Jiang quickly found the source of the sound.

It was a man lying on the corner of the alley.

The man's hair fell loose, his face could not be seen clearly, and the clothes on his body could barely be seen.

The whole body exudes a stench, like the breath of a rotting wound.

It smells bad.

Wei Rou subconsciously covered her mouth and nose, and frowned tightly.

She took two steps forward, and saw that the man was dying, and there were deep blood stains on his clothes. She didn't know how many days had passed since the wound had not been treated.

"Ma'am, do you want help?"

Wu Jiang looked back at Wei Rou.

Wei Rou pondered: "Go get him some medicine and food, don't let him die."

Wei Rou didn't intend to bring him back to the house.

After all, the identity of this person is unknown, and it is impossible for her to bring a strange man back to the General's Mansion.

It's just that since seeing him in such a predicament, it is a hand to help.

The medical center is nearby.

Wei Rou asked the hidden guards to carry the man to the hospital for treatment, and left a sum of money for the hospital to take care of him, so Wei Rou didn't bother about it anymore.

What Wei Rou didn't notice was that when she left, the dying man raised his eyelids with difficulty, remembering Wei Rou's face bit by bit in his heart.

This episode in the early morning did not disrupt Wei Rou's plan.

She sent the three starving horses back to the house, watched them eat a few big pots of food, and then changed into men's clothes and went out with satisfaction.

Shopkeeper Qiao gave three places, and Wei Rou first went to the bookstore closest to the General's Mansion.

It is said that it is a bookstore, which is quite different from the Ghost Crane Bookstore in the capital. It is more like a teahouse, and most people listen to music and storytelling.

As soon as Wei Rou stepped in, someone greeted her.

"How many guests are there?"

Xiao Er glanced at the two maidservants behind Wei Rou with a respectful expression.

Wei Rou looked at the environment in her eyes, she was quite satisfied, and said, "I want to see shopkeeper Qiao."

Xiaoer's expression changed slightly when he heard that he was going to see shopkeeper Qiao.

"Treasurer Qiao? There is no shopkeeper Qiao in our store. You have found the wrong one?"

Wei Rou glanced at the signboard outside, she was right.

Could it be that shopkeeper Qiao is not called shopkeeper Qiao here?

Wei Rou hesitated for a moment, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the little boy's eyes dodging, and realized something was wrong, and said again: "I know that shopkeeper Qiao is here, so just say my surname is Gu, and he will know."

Xiao Er was about to refuse, but when Wei Rou said her surname was Gu, she quickly realized it.

"Xiao Er has eyes but no eyes, and doesn't know Mount Tai, so please come with me!"

Wei Rou: ...

This reaction is really fast.

Speaking of Xiao Er, he respectfully led Wei Rou inside.

After walking a few steps, Wei Rou heard a familiar voice from the side.

"Hey, this young man looks familiar? Have we met somewhere?"

Wei Rou frowned slightly, stopped to follow the prestige, and saw Yue Xianbi walking over in a dark blue dress.

Seeing that it was Yue Xianbei, Wei Rou subconsciously twitched the corner of her mouth.

She is now dressed in men's clothing, it is normal for Yue Xianbei to not recognize her for a while.

But I didn't expect this person to be an acquaintance, and he dared to come up to say hello without recognizing him.

Thinking of this, Yue Xianbei has already walked in front of Wei Rou.

"My lord, if you don't dislike it, why don't you fight for a table?"

Wei Rou: ...

Xiao Er silently explained: "There is only one table left in this shop."