The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

"Ginger girl."

Song Linfeng stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang He's wrist.

Jiang He froze, and she turned her face as if nothing had happened: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Seeing her like this, Song Linfeng frowned.

"Don't keep wasting time on me. You don't owe me anything."

Jiang He's expression was slightly stagnant.

"Do you think that I report to the Prime Minister's Mansion every day just because I owe you?"

Song Linfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, "Isn't it?"

"of course not!"

Jiang He was furious in his heart.

She walked up to Song Linfeng, put her hands on the wheelchair, bent down and looked at Song Linfeng steadily.

Jiang He's approach made Song Linfeng subconsciously back away.

"Ginger girl."

Song Linfeng didn't expect Jiang He to behave like this suddenly.

Jiang He looked at his delicate and handsome eyebrows, and thought of the angry words he said in Zhuli Pavilion before, how could Lan Ruo be as beautiful as him?

He just needs to sit here, it is enough to make her heart flutter.

Jiang He bit his lower lip tightly.

"You really... don't know what I'm thinking?"

Song Linfeng moved his lips, and was about to say something when Jiang He's face suddenly enlarged in front of him, and at the same time, there was warmth on his cheeks.

His eyes widened suddenly.

Seeing that he was as unresponsive as an elm head, Jiang He gritted his teeth and said, "This is what I think."

After she finished speaking, she didn't know how to face Song Linfeng, so she turned her head and left the courtyard.

Song Linfeng was left alone in a daze.

After a long time, he slowly raised his hand, stroked the cheek that had been kissed, and lowered his eyes to cover up the many emotions in his eyes.

He was still holding the roasted sweet potato specially sent by Jiang He in his hand, which was a little hot.

Song Linfeng put the roasted sweet potato to his lips and took a bite.

Really sweet.

After Jiang He climbed over the wall and went out, he regretted it.

How did she get so cowardly at that moment?

You should grab his collar and kiss him for hours.

She didn't believe that even after reaching this level, he could still remain indifferent!

But this is just Jiang He's thinking.

She leaned against the wall, covered her face with her hands, her ears were hot.

A muffled voice came out.

"My God, what a shame!"

……

This morning, when the ministers went to the court, they saw a man wearing an official uniform kneeling on the Golden Luan Hall.

The official's right eye was covered, leaving only his left eye exposed.

Finally someone recognized it.

Isn't this Mr. Zhao who stole the limelight at the hunting conference two days ago!

Everyone passed by Zhao Yong, pointing at him.

"What is he doing? Who is he waiting for to be impeached?"

"Who knows, let's take care of ourselves."

"..."

Zhao Yong clenched his teeth, his heart was full of anger.

He entered the palace before dawn and sent someone to report to His Majesty. His Majesty was still resting and hadn't gotten up yet. After waiting, he waited until now.

He had already waited until this time, Zhao Yong didn't want to give up, he must ask His Majesty to seek justice for him!

He also took the opportunity to drive a wedge between His Majesty and Gu Xi, causing a rift between the two. By then, it will be easy for him to ascend to a high position!

When Wei Zhongliang entered the hall, he also saw Zhao Yong kneeling in the middle, frowning slightly, but walked to his seat without saying anything.

It was rare for Prime Minister Song to have a word with Wei Zhongliang.

"How is Wei Guogong these days?"

The relationship between Wei Zhongliang and Prime Minister Song was very weak. They had only contacted each other for court affairs, and did not move around in private. Now that Prime Minister Song took the initiative to talk to him, he naturally wanted to save face.

"Everything is fine."

Prime Minister Song took out an invitation card from his sleeve and handed it to Wei Zhongliang.

"Next month is Truth's [-]th birthday. If Duke Wei doesn't dislike it, he can come with his family."