A terrifying thought suddenly occurred to Wu Ya.
She pressed her back hard against the chair, staring fixedly at Yulan’s face. She looked so much like her! Even more so than Li Chuchu, whose features favored her father—the single eyelids and arched brows. But Yulan, standing right before her, looked exactly like she had in her youth, with her almond-shaped eyes and willow-leaf brows... even the curve of her smile was identical.
"That's impossible..." Wu Ya’s nails dug deep into her palms, her voice trembling far more violently than she had intended. "My mother told me the child died long ago..."
Chapter 94