The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

The shadow gradually approached.

Wei Rou tightly clenched her hands under the quilt.

When a familiar breath approached, Wei Rou's high-hanging heart finally fell back. She opened her eyes suddenly, and what caught her eyes was the hideous mask, which looked even colder under the moonlight. .

For Wei Rou, this mask is more reassuring than ever.

Gu Xi obviously didn't expect that Wei Rou was still awake, he subconsciously took a step back.

Wei Rou has already grabbed his hand.

His hands were wide and hot, and Wei Rou's heart was very hot.

The depression just now was swept away.

Gu Xi was in a difficult situation, it was wrong to leave or stay.

"Am I dreaming?"

Wei Rou murmured.

Gu Xi was startled.

Wei Rou grabbed his hand and forced him to get closer to her.

The woman's strength was pitifully weak, but Gu Xi was still pulled in front of her and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Seeing him straightening his back, Wei Rou didn't dare to look this way. Is this Gu Xi really the murderous general that outsiders say?

Only in front of her, Gu Xi will have such a different side.

He would also break into her boudoir late at night despite the secular rumors, just to take a look at her.

Wei Rou thought to herself, let's pretend like this.

She closed her eyes slowly.

Gu Xi waited for a while, Wei Rou didn't move, then slowly turned his head, saw that Wei Rou was fast asleep, thought she was talking in sleep just now, tried to withdraw his hand, but was clenched even tighter.

Wei Rou was tossing and turning at first, but now that Gu Xi was watching over her, she fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up again, it was dawn, and he was woken up by Yingge.

Wei Rou stood up abruptly, Gu Xi was no longer around, as if last night was really just a dream.

Yingge snorted when she was tidying up the bed: "Miss, have you found the sachet you lost earlier?"

Wei Rou was getting dressed in front of the dressing table, when she heard the words and looked over, she saw a sachet dangling from Singer Ying, which was lost on the day she was just reborn.

Now it appears in the palace of the princess.

Wei Rou smiled slightly.

"Yeah, I found it last night."

Yingge felt a little strange, but didn't ask any more.

There was a lot of gongs and drums outside, and it was very lively.

Jiang He Yingge was busy, Jiang He felt a little wronged, she was not Wei Rou's maid, she couldn't marry into the general's mansion with Wei Rou, so she could only join in the fun on this day.

She tried her best to squeeze out two tears: "Xiao Rou, you look so beautiful in your wedding dress. If I were a man, I couldn't resist snatching a kiss!"

Wei Rou laughed: "Do you dare to snatch the general's kiss?"

Jiang He choked.

Yingge tidied up Wei Rou's wedding clothes, and proudly said: "Miss Jiang, our lady is the most beautiful woman in the capital, no matter which man I change, I can't help being tempted!"

"That's right, maybe someone else wants to grab it. At that time, the general will get angry and happy things will change - bah bah bah, what am I talking about!"

Everyone is smiling.

The queen sent some experienced women in the capital to comb Wei Rou's hair.

When Wei Rou saw the person coming, she was a little surprised.

"Wei Rou has met the prime minister's wife."

Wei Rou did not expect the arrival of the Prime Minister's wife.

The prime minister's wife looked at Wei Rou's quiet and beautiful face, her eyes turned red, and she said softly, "The empress ordered me to come and comb the princess's hair."

Thinking of the experience of the prime minister's wife, Wei Rou understood the queen's intention, she smiled and said, "Please trouble the prime minister's wife!"

The prime minister's wife turned her face away, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised the comb, and began to comb Wei Rou's hair.

"You comb until you grow old."

Wei Rou stared blankly at herself in the mirror. For her, this was her second marriage.

It was a completely different mood from the first time.

"Two combs of white hair and eyebrows."

Gu Xi... Is he as nervous as she is?

"Sanshu's children and grandchildren are all over the place."

Will the child born with Gu Xi in the future be a little devil in the world?Even so, he must be as pleasing as Gu Xi.

"..."

"The ten-comb couple will grow old together."

With tears in her eyes, the prime minister's wife combed to the end.