Wei Xiao Hua’s Prophecy

When she saw their clothes, her brows furrowed. "Wei Family?"

"Yes, the three young ladies from Wei Family come here, Lady Gao," one of the servants there responded out of politeness.

Three young ladies?

Hearing that phrase, Gao Ling felt her blood boil from anger. She knew for sure that Wei Liuying was standing behind her, blending with the soldiers and acted like a little kid who had just joined the army. There was no way she could be with the people from Wei Family on top of the temple.

There was only one explanation.

The Wei Liuying who was with the other Wei Family members were not the real Wei Liuying, but a fake one.

To think that the Wei Family was so desperate that they even arranged someone to take her place. Gao Ling felt that the image of Wei Family as one of the prominent family in Han Shi Kingdom had fallen even deeper and deeper.

"Lady Gao, we should hurry and go up. It'll be late."

"I know."