Xiaoyao hadn't forgotten that when Chu Qianli bound her and took her away, she seemed to faintly hear Chu Qianli say something about a substitute.
What did Chu Qianli mean, whose substitute was she?
Indeed, Chu Qianli had really said as much.
At that time, Xiaoyao didn't pay attention, but now, Xiaoyao remembered it.
"She said I resemble her, and that you, my Loyal Brother, only saw me as another substitute for her, which is why you allowed me to stay in Wuzhou Garden."
"But you are not her after all," Feng Jinrui returned to his seat.
His fingertips seemed to still retain the warmth from her face.
"You are not her, your face bears no trace of disguise."
"Of course, my face is real," Xiaoyao gave him a cold look and continued to administer acupuncture to Fu Ning.
"But..."
She herself had forgotten who she used to be.
However, she had promised her master not to speak of it, so she absolutely couldn't say a word.