The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou returned to the courtyard, wanting to see Su Wan again.

The person at the door stopped her from entering.

Wei Rou took out the black gold token expressionlessly.

Seeing this, those people knelt down towards Wei Rou one after another.

Wei Rou said coldly: "Go away!"

After the words fell, she immediately made a way in front of her.

Wei Rou stepped into the room, but slowed down her pace, and even held her breath, for fear of disturbing the sleeping woman in the room.

She must have fallen asleep.

Just fell asleep.

Wei Rou told herself so.

Every step she took was like a knife piercing her heart.

Su Wan's beautiful and moving face does not seem to have been baptized by the years, she is still so beautiful.

It's just that the breath of death enveloped her whole body, and her cheeks began to turn blue.

Wei Rou knelt down beside the bed, holding Su Wan's hand and weeping uncontrollably.

She originally thought that today was the joy of life, but she did not expect it to be the sorrow of death.

Her rebirth made Su Wan die because of her.

If she hadn't wanted to investigate her own background, how would she have found Su Wan?

How could Su Wan...

Wei Rou cried and begged: "Mother, can you wake up? Mother, please, open your eyes and look at me again. See what I look like now."

Later, Wei Rou fainted from crying beside Su Wan.

Gu Xi picked her up horizontally and carried her back to the room to rest.

He Zheng stood at the door, watching Gu Xi carry him away.

He stopped Gu Xi.

Gu Xi looked back at him silently.

It has to be said that looking at the whole capital, there is no one who is capable and willing to protect Wei Rou sincerely, except for this man in front of him.

It was rare for He Zheng to show a good face to him.

"Take Rou'er and get out of here. My God, the capital will change soon."

Gu Xi frowned upon hearing this, complex emotions flashed across his eyes.

But He Zheng didn't talk to Gu Xi anymore, turned around and entered the room.

That night, a fire broke out in the main courtyard of the He family.

In this fire, both the He family and his wife died.

The entire He family was filled with grief.

When Wei Rou woke up, He Mansion had already put on white silk.

He Chucai, who was studying at Hetang Academy, was also brought back by the steward. He was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, kneeling in the mourning hall, described as emaciated.

Wei Rou was supported by Gu Xi to the mourning hall, and knelt down beside He Chucai.

He kowtowed three times to the tablet on the mourning hall.

He Chucai's eyes were dull at first, but he didn't move until he saw Wei Rou.

He opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Sister, is my father really dead?"

Wei Rou looked at the enshrined tablet on the mourning hall, He Zheng stayed with Su Wan until his death, so he must have been happy when he was dying.

Those old hatreds also disappeared in this fire.

Wei Rou said softly, "He's dead."

"My mother died too..."

He Chucai's eyes suddenly turned red, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I know, she is not my real mother. My real mother died long ago."

Wei Rou raised her eyelids, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

She didn't expect He Chu to know about it.

He Chucai went on to say: "But she is the best person in the He family to me. She is my mother."

Wei Rou's eyes turned red when she heard this.

She thought of herself.

"I know my father doesn't like me, but because my mother is kind to me, so he will be kind to me. He is just looking at my mother's face. In fact, he doesn't care whether I live or die. What did he look like? Did he grow up as he expected? Because he never had any expectations for me. "