The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

That night.

Prime Minister's House.

Song Linfeng had just changed the plaster on his leg, and sat in the wheelchair with the help of his attendants.

"Push me out for a walk."

The attendant was a little embarrassed.

"My lord, it's freezing outside, your bones are probably..."

Song Linfeng just glanced at him indifferently, insisting: "Just do it."

The attendant sighed and had no choice but to push Song Linfeng outside.

Song Linfeng looked at the bent plum branches in the yard, and remembered that the year his sister was born, there was heavy snowfall in the capital, and the atmosphere in the prime minister's mansion was extremely depressed.

That year was the worst year in his memory.

The mother was depressed, and tried to seek death several times, but was rescued by her father, but since then, the smile on the mother's face has disappeared, and even when facing him, her eyes are always silently red.

Fortunately, during this period of time, there have been some changes.

Thinking of this, Song Linfeng asked, "Is there any progress in the matter I asked you to investigate?"

The attendant hurriedly said: "We are still investigating, and there is no clue yet. Too much time has passed, and many clues have been broken."

Song Linfeng said in a deep voice, "Continue to investigate."

Although he is [-]% sure that Wei Rou is his younger sister, he still can't be sure. After all, there are so many coincidences in the world. If Wei Rou is not, he will cause unnecessary trouble if he rashly recognizes her relatives. It is better to wait and see. Instead, wait for the truth to come out.

Now let my mother have a sustenance, and my body is better than before, and I no longer wash my face with tears every day.

If Wei Rou...was really not his own sister, he would make her real for the sake of his mother.

Song Linfeng's eyes froze.

The plum branches trembled suddenly, and the snow fell to the ground, a little on Song Linfeng's clothes.

The attendant exclaimed: "Who is it!"

Song Linfeng was silent for a moment.

He saw a head popping out of the opposite wall.

No need to guess who is coming.

Jiang He will visit these few days, and the time of his visit is also different.

Originally, Song Linfeng thought that the meeting would finally end today, but he didn't expect that she would come anyway.

He sighed, and said to his attendants, "Go outside and watch."

The attendant also recognized Jiang He, hesitated for a moment, nodded and retreated.

After the attendants retreated, Jiang He turned over from the other side of the wall, and fell in front of Song Linfeng.

Still steaming in her hand, she handed it to Song Linfeng.

"Try it, freshly baked sweet potatoes."

Song Linfeng was startled when he heard the words, his eyes fell on Jiang He's hand.

Her hands were red from the cold, but the roasted sweet potatoes in her palms were still steaming.

"This baked sweet potato is very sweet. I've waited a long time to get it. It's the last one. I'll eat it for you."

As he spoke, Jiang He sent the sweet potato in his hand forward again.

Song Linfeng lowered his eyes.

"No need, Miss Jiang, you'd better eat by yourself."

Jiang He's eyebrows and eyes darkened slightly, and then he said to himself: "It's a little hot, I peeled the skin for you."

In the past few days, she was used to Song Linfeng rejecting her thousands of miles away, and now she had expected this attitude, so she didn't feel sad.

She quickly peeled the skin of the sweet potato, revealing the sharp point inside.

Jiang He handed it to Song Linfeng's lips, looking forward to it.

"Try it, it's really delicious."

Seeing that she didn't listen to his words, Song Linfeng pursed his lips.

"Ginger girl."

His tone was a little more serious.

The movements of Jiang He's hands also paused, she looked away, and said with a smile: "I see that your complexion has improved a lot today, and it seems that your injury is almost healed. It's just that it's cold outside, so I'll push you in."

As she spoke, she recklessly stuffed the sweet potato into Song Linfeng's hands.