The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

She didn't know whether Gu Xi believed what Wei Rou said.

All she knew was that she was so tormented by Gu Xi that night that she couldn't get out of bed.

In the end, she could only bite the quilt and accuse him of not knowing how to be sympathetic.

Gu Xi heaved a long sigh, and turned over on her body again, the night covered the turbulent emotion in his eyes.

"Rou'er, if I don't know how to pity and cherish jade, you won't be able to say a word at this time."

Wei Rou's eyes widened, and all the remaining words were swallowed by him.

Before falling asleep, Wei Rou's last thought was that if Gu Xi asked her to go to the military camp again, she would not agree to be killed.

……

The front of the Prime Minister's Mansion was rarely bustling.

Prime Minister Song had a strong status in the court, and many people were willing to make friends with him. Prime Minister Song was not as difficult to get along with as Duke Wei, and many people came to pay their respects.

"Master Xiang, this is a wish from the official, and I hope that Master Xiang accepts it with a smile. I also wish Master Xiang to be as blessed as the East China Sea and live longer than Nanshan!"

Zhao Yong held a gift box and handed it to Prime Minister Song.

As he spoke, he pushed Wei Ruyi beside him without showing any trace.

"Master Xiang, this is Zhuojing. Ruyi, hurry up and salute Master Xiang."

Wei Ruyi's face was covered with a veil, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"If you have met Xiangye."

Prime Minister Song still had a smile on his face.

"Master Zhao, this way please."

The attitude is as usual, and there is no meaning of high opinion.

Zhao Yong smiled dryly and pulled Wei Ruyi inside.

After the two were seated, the smile on Prime Minister Song's face faded a little.

Madam Song stood beside him and noticed this.

"Since you don't like Mr. Zhao, why did you send him an invitation?"

Prime Minister Song said in a low voice: "He is Lin Guogong's disciple and the number one scholar in Qiu Wei. If you don't invite him, Lin Guogong still doesn't know how to run on me in the court."

Mrs. Song understood a little, nodded and said, "No wonder you put him on that table."

At this time, Zhao Yong frowned after taking his seat.

This table was full of small officials, and they all got up and saluted when they saw him.

The purpose of Zhao Yong's coming here is not to sit with these little sesame officials. He has stayed in the Imperial Academy for more than a month, and the emperor has no intention of promoting him. Let yourself have a bright future.

Otherwise, sooner or later he will become an abandoned child.

Wei Ruyi's eyes wandered around, but she didn't see Wei Rou, and there was a little hatred in her eyes.

Zhao Yong warned in a low voice.

"Remember today, don't spoil my good deeds. Go talk to Mrs. Song later, and try to make Mrs. Song look up to you."

Wei Ruyi snorted coldly, but didn't take his words to heart.

Her hand touched her veiled cheek unconsciously, and finally slowly clenched into a fist.

The originally noisy Prime Minister's Mansion suddenly became quiet.

Everyone inside held their breath, and their eyes turned to the gate in unison.

A carriage stopped at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The first person to come down was a man in black clothes.

The man was tall and mighty, with a cold and terrifying ghost mask on his face. He didn't know what he looked like underneath, only those sharp and fierce eyes, which made people feel chills everywhere they glanced.

Someone already said in a low voice: "It's the ghost-faced general! The ghost-faced general is here!"

One must know that General Ghost-Mask has never attended the banquet of any official in the court. He did not expect to appear at Prime Minister Song's birthday banquet today.