The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

When Gu Xi entered the mansion, he learned that Wei Rou was in the study, so he strode over.

Stepping into the study, I saw Wei Rou writing couplets in the study with a positive expression as usual.

His expression is slightly relaxed.

Wei Rou heard the movement, looked up to see him coming, and put down the brush in her hand.

"Look at the couplet I just wrote, how about it?"

"Rou'er's writing is naturally good."

Wei Rou rolled her eyes: "You haven't watched it yet, can you comment after watching it? I want a pertinent opinion!"

Seeing that she didn't seem to be influenced by Wei Ruyi outside, Gu Xi walked up to her and looked at the couplets on the table.

Wei Rou's brushwork is delicate and delicate, and when placed on couplets, it will appear a bit petty.

Gu Xi pondered and said: "It's really good."

You can never go wrong with praise.

Wei Rou was speechless, and stuffed the pen into his hand.

"You write a copy, and I'll compare it. Post the one that looks good!"

Wei Rou actually knew that her calligraphy was still not grand enough, who would have thought that General Gu would use such clumsy tricks to coax others?

Gu Xi was pushed to the desk, dumbfounded, but still picked up a pen and started writing.

When he wrote, he was extremely focused, with his body half bowed, and his thin waistline was very obvious.

There is a bunch of keys hanging around his waist, which must be on it.

Wei Rou's eyes fell on the locked low cabinet beside her, she snorted softly, walked behind Gu Xi, and hugged him from behind.

Gu Xi's hand paused, almost smearing the ink on the paper.

Behind Wei Rou's soft body, he had an instant reaction.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Rou'er, don't make trouble."

Wei Rou groaned: "You haven't been home for a day, I miss you, now I can't even hug you?"

Gu Xi could hardly restrain his emotions. His hand holding the pen trembled a little. After the control was stable, he slowly said, "Hug Rou'er if you want to."

"Hmph, that's about the same."

Wei Rou tilted her head again, rubbing her face against his back, and at the same time quietly moved one hand to his waist.

Gu Xi now feels that every stroke of writing is a torment.

After a while, Wei Rou would inevitably ridicule him when he saw what he wrote. Thinking of that scene, he could only hold his breath and concentrate on writing.

Seeing that his body was tense, Wei Rou stepped back with a smile.

He didn't expect to hold him for such a while, and he was so nervous.

Wei Rou left the side, Gu Xi's tense nerves relaxed a bit, but he felt somewhat lost.

It's hard to finish writing this couplet.

He put down the writing brush in his hand, Wei Rou had already moved closer to her again, her unique fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose.

No matter how hard Gu Xi could control it, he picked up Wei Rou and carried him on his shoulders, and walked towards the imperial concubine's couch.

Wei Rou:? ?

"Gu Xi!"

Yingge and the others understood instantly, and retreated out with a snickering smile, not forgetting to shut the door of the study tightly.

Ling Yun just came back from outside and was about to go in to report, but was stopped by Wen Qing and others.

"Are you going in now to seek death?"

Yingge deliberately lowered her voice.

Warmth also said: "if you break in like this, the general will probably kill you!"

Ling Yun: "Huh?"

Soon he realized what they were talking about.

Then warmth pulled Ling Yun aside again.

"Is the Japanese army busy on New Year's Eve?"

Ling Yun scratched his head, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Then he hugged himself tighter.

"Could it be that you have thoughts about me? My body and mind belong to Miss Yanqin!"

Warmth: ...

This pig head!

She explained patiently: "Madam wants to celebrate New Year's Eve for the general. If you are busy that day, try to set aside time in the evening."

Ling Yun oh oh twice, "It's always busy in previous years, this year I will try to get the general back home earlier!"