At night, after Xiang Si fell asleep, Leng Rutong picked out black clothes, put the handkerchief around her waist, and walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

She randomly found a carriage to take her to the General's Mansion. The street was bustling with activity. Everything seemed so strange, yet so naturally familiar. Perhaps it was because she had the memory of her body.

The carriage arrived at the General's Mansion after a cup of tea. Leng Rutong paid the money and walked along the high wall of the General's Mansion for a while. She took out the handkerchief and covered her face. After making sure that there was no one around, she climbed in The wall.

The general's mansion was brightly lit, and Leng Rutong even heard the sound of joyful singing. Maybe someone was still having fun there. She jumped on the roof and looked for the sound of joyful singing.

Lifting the tiles on the roof, Leng Rutong leaned down and took a look. He saw four people sitting in front of the table, one on the left and one on the left. One was old, one was older, and the other two looked very young.

There were dancers in the middle. After dancing for a while, the old man withdrew the dancers and said to the two young people next to him: "I didn't expect that the emperor would still remember me. I am really relieved."

His voice is deep, still strong despite his age, and his body is still in good shape.

"This time my father was selecting concubines for us brothers at the ministers' homes. The first one that came to mind was the old general. Unfortunately, the female relatives in the old general's family were not of marriageable age, but he still sent me and the fourth prince to accompany him. The general eats to show that he has not forgotten you, and you will be watched over by the general during this holy night."

Leng Rutong couldn't see the face of the old man, but based on their chat, it seemed that he was her grandfather. Is there a daughter who has not reached the marriageable age? Leng Rutong raised the corner of her mouth and smiled.

Li Dapang sighed softly: "Alas, Wei Chen actually has a granddaughter."

"Father, what does that ungrateful little hoof want to do? In all these years, when have we sent people over to let her see her?" The man sitting next to her interrupted Li Dapang's sigh.

Could this person be talking about herself? Leng Rutong searched in her memory, and it seemed that the General's Mansion had indeed sent people to look for her several times, but she always stayed behind closed doors and was very resistant.

***, why is my memory of the time when I was three years old not clear at all? I only vaguely know that I lost my mother that year and fell from heaven to hell.

What does Leng Rutong think about not taking advantage of such a big backer? Sure enough, poor people must be hateful. She is not Leng Rutong. No matter how much hatred she has, she will definitely use it if she can. use.

Grandpa, I haven’t seen you for many years, and you must miss your granddaughter. After getting useful information, Leng Rutong quickly left the roof. After all, the general and the prince were sitting underneath. It was no joke to be discovered. Her body It hasn't recovered enough to be worth one.

She moved gently on the roof, saw a high wall in front of her, and was about to jump off, when she heard yelling and yelling from below: "I told you to steal some silver, hit me hard until he hands over the silver."

Leng Rutong only heard two words, silver! She quietly opened the tiles again and saw a young man with disheveled hair tied to a pillar, with several servants interrogating him next to him.

They took long wooden sticks and beat him down and down.

Within a few moments, the man couldn't stand it anymore and gasped: "I'll pay it, I'll pay it. But I hid the money outside the general's mansion."
Chapter completed!