The same face, the same voice, the same mannerisms, the same eyes...
Hao Qian felt as if he had been struck by lightning. It was as though his entire world were about to collapse.
To him, this was absolutely impossible!
That woman had never explained her identity in detail, but she could not possibly have been a young lady of the Wen Family, much less Miss Wen's sister!
The Wen Family and Hao Family had been friends for generations. They knew very clearly how many descendants each family had. How could there be two identical people without anyone knowing?
Panic rose in Hao Qian's heart.
Just then, it was as though he had entered Eagle Sorrow Realm again—entered the Illusion.
There, that woman wept without cease, demanding that he return her life and her child's life!
When that woman appeared before him again, Hao Qian was filled with indescribable guilt and remorse.
By the time he woke from the Illusion, he had already shared the rites of the Duke of Zhou with Miss Wen. They had become husband and wife in fact, and only then did he understand that he had forced himself upon her.
With something so bizarre happening, he thought that woman's lingering spirit had come to seek revenge. Coupled with his prior guilt, he had never dared speak of it, and had begged Miss Wen not to reveal the matter either.
He had thought that would be the end of it. Who could have known it would grow ever stranger? After suffering for several days, he could no longer endure it. Following Miss Wen's description, he sealed off his hearing and investigated what was causing his delusions.
The result was that he saw an old man carrying a coffin.
He had seen that old man once before.