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29, impostor

Yun Zimo saw Fu Rou's face turned pale and she was still concerned about his situation. He suddenly felt heartbroken and felt that this sister was too sensible and well-behaved.

"Brother is a man!" Yun Zimo patted his chest and said, "What's the point of wearing wet clothes for a while - sneeze!"

Before he finished speaking, he sneezed.

Fu Rou said worriedly: "I'm afraid you're catching a cold. Brother, you go change your clothes first. It's best to drink some ginger soup. I can cook the ginger soup. I'll help brother make it right now."

"No need!" Yun Zimo quickly stood up: "Brother, just change your clothes and have a good rest."

After Yun Zimo turned around and walked away, the concern on Fu Rou's face gradually disappeared.

There was a lot of disgust in her downcast eyes.

There are two tokens of recognition, one is the wooden general's order in her hand, and the other she doesn't know what it is.

Fu Mingting knew.

But Fu Mingting was thrown into prison.

She originally counted on Yun Zimo to rescue Fu Mingting.

It's good now, Yun Zimo can't save anyone at all.

This battle with the Fourth Young Master of the Royal Palace is completely useless!

Without a token, her identity as the only daughter of the War King cannot be confirmed. What should she do?

Fu Rou pursed her lips and thought to herself that when she saw Yun Zimo again later, she would have to coax him well, so that even if she couldn't save Fu Mingting, she could still go see Fu Mingting.

As long as she saw someone, she might be able to find out by making insinuations.

Thinking of this, Fu Rou breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.

Yun Zimo went back to bathe and change clothes, and came over after a while. When he came in, his face was full of joy: "Rourou, brother has good news for you."

Fu Rou smiled: "What's the good news?"

"You can go see your father in prison." Yun Zimo said warmly, "What Leng Xiao came here to convey just now."

Yun Zimo sent someone to deliver a message to Leng Xiao on his way back.

Originally, he thought that Murong Yu had knocked him into the water, and he was probably out of anger, so it was impossible for him to agree to this matter.

Who knew he would reply so quickly and agree.

It seems that Ninth Brother still has a bit of humanity, as long as he doesn't provoke Ming Wuyou.

Fu Rou was overjoyed: "Really? When!"

"When do you want to go?" Yun Zimo thought for a while and said thoughtfully: "You just fell into the water today. I'm afraid you are not feeling well. Why don't you rest for two days and my brother will go with you."

Fu Rou could only nod.

In the next two days, she basically lived like a year.

Finally, when it was time to visit Fu Mingting, she chose a simple dress without any accessories. She looked like a good girl who was worried about her father and had no intention of dressing up.

Yun Zimo accompanied her in the carriage and persuaded her softly: "Don't worry too much. I asked him and he didn't suffer much. It was just the twenty boards that Ming Wuyou hit at the beginning. Everything is fine now."

That’s almost it.”

Just because Fu Mingting is an important witness now, he cannot be released.

"Thank you, brother." Fu Rou smiled softly, but she was thinking about what she would say when she met Fu Mingting later.

Soon we arrived in front of Jiangzhou Prison.

Murong Yu personally intervened in the corruption in Jiangzhou, and the government prison was taken over by Murong Yu's imperial guards.

It was the first time for Fu Rou to come to a place like this, and she was a little frightened when she looked at the guards who were all covered in armor.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Yun Zimo comforted in a low voice, gave the guard a badge, and then said, "Brother, I will accompany you in."

"But brother, I want to have something personal with my father." Fu Rou looked at Yun Zimo: "Brother, can you wait for me outside?"

Yun Zimo thought for a while, "That's okay, then go in, don't be afraid."

Fu Rou smiled coquettishly at Yun Zimo, turned around and went in.



Fu Mingting is not a serious criminal and is being held in an ordinary cell.

The cell was damp and moldy, exuding a foul odor.

Fu Rou couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, looked at the man lying on the wooden bed, and called hesitantly: "Father? Is that you, father? I am Rourou, I'm here to see you."

"Rourou?"

The disheveled man on the wooden bed looked up. When he saw Fu Rou, he immediately rushed over, "How did you get in? You have already found someone from Prince Zhan's palace, right?"

"They recognize you!?"

After being held in jail for many days, Fu Mingting had lost his previous elegance. At this time, he grabbed Fu Rou as if he was going crazy: "Hurry up and find a way to get dad out, quickly!"

"Father." Disgust flashed across Fu Rou's brows, but her face remained obedient and submissive, "Don't be impatient, there is something wrong with the acknowledgment."

Fu Mingting said hurriedly: "What's the problem?! I have to testify for my father, Po Wen, and the maidservant Mammy, what other problems can there be!"

Fu Rou reminded: "Token."

Fu Mingting was stunned for a moment.

Fu Rou added: "I don't hide it from my father. Now I have indeed contacted the people from Prince Zhan's Mansion. I live in their other courtyard. The people who came are Prince Zhan and the Fourth Young Master."

"The Fourth Young Master has recognized me and is very kind to me, but the Crown Prince has always been lukewarm and said that he needs a token to be sure."

"Didn't Dad say there are two kinds of tokens of recognition? One is the wooden general order you gave me. What is the other one? Tell me and I will look for it."

"As long as I find it, bring it to the Crown Prince, and provide witnesses, Prince Zhan's Mansion will recognize me, and I will rescue dad immediately."

"Okay, okay!" Fu Mingting nodded repeatedly and said, "The token is -"

But as soon as he said this, Fu Mingting suddenly narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "No, you save my father first, and then I will tell you about this!"

Fu Rourou said weakly: "But, the daughter has no power, how can she save her father?"

"My daughter can only rely on the power of Prince Zhan's Mansion."

"I don't care!" Fu Mingting sneered: "You go and find a way. If I can't get out, you won't get the token."

"Let me tell you the truth, apart from the dead Ming Ruo, only I know what that token is. You can only save me, there is no other choice."

"..." Fu Rou bit her lip, and Fu Mingting smiled proudly and said: "If you don't rescue me within half a month, I will tell you that you pretended to be the only daughter of the King of War."

Fu Mingting's voice was gloomy and cold: "Good daughter, your mother knows exactly how you were born."

"My father also knows exactly whose seed you are."

Fu Rou's whole body was as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Once Fu Mingting shakes him out, all her previous efforts and all her efforts to please Yun Zimo will be in vain.

Now that she has lost the protection of the Ming family, once she is not confirmed to be the only daughter of the War King, she will become a complete orphan and will be held responsible for impersonating someone else's identity.

The worst thing is——

The real only daughter of the King of War is Ming Wuyou. Ming Wuyou hates her so much now. If Ming Wuyou recognizes her identity, won't she be trampled to death by Ming Wuyou?
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