The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

"Quickly open!"

Seeing Wei Rou standing still, the driver of the carriage opened his eyes wide and angrily, grabbed the reins with a shout, and the carriage barely stopped at a distance from Wei Rou.

"You are looking for death!"

Wei Rou stared blankly at the sign on the carriage.

Foil stamping on a black background, with the word "Gu" printed on it.

There is only one family in Beijing who dares to print "Gu" on the carriage.

Wei Rou's eyes turned to the curtain of the car, could it be him who was sitting inside?

"Miss Wei!"

Zhao Yong's voice got closer.

Wei Rou swayed and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the coachman cursed in a low voice.

"Why did I meet a deaf man!"

A broad hand stretched out from inside the carriage, and the big hand had a lot of calluses from holding the sword all the year round.

The big hand opened the car curtain, and a cold voice came out.

"what happened?"

Wei Rou's eyelashes trembled when she fell to the ground, it was really him!

The coachman complained: "General, I just met a deaf man. It's nothing. The subordinates will solve it!"

A face wearing a ghost mask appeared from behind the curtain.

Gu Xi's eyes fell on the girl in white who fell on the ground.

Wei Rou raised her head just in time, her eyes were flushed, and the two looked at each other.

Gu Xi's hand that lifted the curtain was suddenly clenched.

The coachman walked up to Wei Rou, and was about to speak a lesson, when a gust of wind blew in front of him at some point, and Gu Xi, who was dressed in a black dress, was already standing beside him.

"General!"

Gu Xi turned his head and glanced at him coldly.

The coachman took a step back in shock, not daring to move again, the general's eyes were as terrifying as ever, even faintly murderous.

Zhao Yong also arrived at this time.

"Miss Wei!"

Wei Rou bit her lip, ignored Zhao Yong, but grabbed Gu Xi's clothes, looked up at him, the sun was setting, and only the hideous lines on his black mask could be seen.

Wei Rou didn't feel scared at all.

"Help me." Wei Rou opened her mouth, but she didn't make a sound, but she knew that Gu Xi could understand.

Gu Xi didn't move, he stood where he was, looking at her condescendingly.

The expectation on Wei Rou's face disappeared little by little, she lowered her head, looked at the pair of black boots hooked with gold thread, and slowly let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes.

At this time, Zhao Yong had already walked to her side and bent down.

"Miss Wei, are you okay? I'll help you up."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, before he could touch Wei Rou, he was kicked away.

Zhao Yong is a frail scholar, without the slightest force, he couldn't bear this sudden kick at all.

He was supported by the guards to stand up, and was about to find someone to settle the score, but was stunned when he saw the mask on the man's face.

This is... this is General Ghost Face!

Zhao Yong had no choice but to swallow the angry words that came to his lips. He was just a young scholar, and he hadn't won the official position yet. How dare he challenge General Ghost Face?

Gu Xi glanced coldly at Zhao Yong, and said in a deep voice, "Ling Yun."

The coachman who was called "Ling Yun" stepped forward immediately: "This subordinate is here!"

"Deal with people."

Ling Yun was taken aback, looked at Zhao Yong who was not far away, and then at Wei Rou who was on the ground, thinking which one should he deal with?

When Wei Rou heard this, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, she bet right.

Then she raised her head, flattened her mouth, showing an innocent look, and stretched out her hand towards Gu Xi.

"Master, my foot is sprained, can you help me up?"

Her voice is mellow and pleasant.

Hearing this, Ling Yun couldn't stand it anymore. He thought that the general never approached women, and he probably dealt with this woman. He just took a step to pick up this woman and throw her out.

What happened next left Ling Yun dumbstruck.