The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Jiang He directly returned the money bags of the two of them, and pushed his own forward.

"Take mine!"

Xiao Xiang said: "The shopkeeper, it will be recorded in the account of the Xiao Mansion."

When the shopkeeper heard that it belonged to the Xiao Mansion, he hurriedly agreed, and then pushed Jiang He's purse back.

Jiang He: ...

As for Wei Rou, no one paid any attention to it.

Seeing the two scrambling to pay the bill, Wei Rou couldn't laugh or cry, so she had no choice but to put away the money bag.

After visiting the jewelry store, Jiang He dragged Wei Rou into a tailor shop.

I have to say that Yongcheng's clothes still suit Jiang He's taste.

Yongcheng is in the frontier area, and the environment is not very good. The women's clothes are not as gorgeous as those in the capital, but more practical. Both the style and style are very suitable for Jiang He.

Jiang He was dazzled and could only ask Wei Rou for help.

Wei Rou picked out two sets for her and asked her to go in and try them out.

His gaze turned to Xiao Xiang again.

Xiao Xiang was staring at her, suddenly looked at Wei Rou, and hurriedly looked away.

Wei Rou: ...

What happened to this girl today?

Like a changed person, so easy to blush?

Wei Rou hesitated and asked, "Don't you choose one?"

Xiao Xiang blushed: "My eyesight is bad, sister-in-law...can you choose a set for me?"

Wei Rou also felt embarrassed by her reaction.

Wei Rou touched her nose and pointed to one of them.

"Try this one."

Jiang He came out after changing a set, and saw Xiao Xiang happily took a set of clothes and walked inside.

She squinted her eyes and walked to Wei Rou's side, her eyes were not looking good.

"Did she do something to you while I was away?"

Wei Rou rolled her eyes back.

"Don't think about it."

Jiang He looked suspicious, but still grabbed the clothes and shook them in front of Wei Rou.

"How is this body?"

Wei Rou looked at it carefully, then nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."

"That's it!"

Xiao Xiang was a little nervous when she came out of it, her hands were clutching the hem of her clothes, her cheeks were flushed.

Jiang He pointed out mercilessly: "What are you pretending to be? How can you be so pretentious if you don't just try on clothes?"

Xiao Xiang bit her lower lip and remained silent.

Wei Rou covered Jiang He's mouth with her hand, signaling her to keep silent.

In the end, it was Wei Roujie's account.

Seeing this, Jiang He and Xiao Xiang didn't insist, but happily changed into new clothes.

In fact, Xiao Xiang has no shortage of clothes, but she always feels that what Wei Rou chooses is the best, and she even feels much happier.

Walked down the street and bought a lot of things.

Both Wen Qing and Wu Jiang couldn't hold it in their hands, so Wei Rou could only call two shadow guards to come out as coolies.

Chang Xian appeared first, and hurriedly took what was in Wenqing's hand.

Seeing this scene, Wei Rou joked and said, "I didn't expect Changxian to know how to feel sorry for someone."

Changxian's ears were red, and he dared not answer the words standing beside the warmth.

The warmth is also ashamed.

Jiang He also saw the clue of this, and clicked his tongue several times.

After shopping for a long time, Jiang He was already hungry.

In the morning, she poured a lot of wine into her stomach and didn't eat anything. At this time, her stomach was empty, so she clamored for food.

Wei Rou naturally followed her and led her to a nearby restaurant.

Xiao Xiang also raised his heels.

Jiang He rolled his eyes.

"You've been with us for most of the day, and you have to follow us when we eat? Hasn't the dignified Xiao Manor prepared your meal?"

The implication is that you hurry up and get out, don't follow me anymore.

Xiao Xiang turned a deaf ear and continued to follow.

Jiang He was so angry that he tried to drive him away, but was stopped by Wei Rou.

Wei Rou stopped her with her eyes: don't make trouble.

Jiang He didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't say any more.