Why does that dancer's profile look so much like Shen Jiao's?
People can share the same name, but what about appearance? Millions of people, millions of faces, can they all look so alike?
He wanted to see more clearly.
However, with crowds of people all around and figures swaying, his view was always intentionally or unintentionally blocked. He did not see Shen Jiao's face until she was called away by the Sword Saint of Qinglang.
Shen Yu and Shen Qingye had lived together for ten years and had a good relationship. She knew Shen Qingye well, so she pursed her lips and asked, "Second brother, do you miss your sister?"
"How could that be? I doubt even the guard dogs in this manor would think of her!" Shen Qingye immediately denied.
Shen Yu lowered her eyes. "Ever since we learned that the dancer shares the same name as my sister, my second brother has become a bit strange. He's often absent-minded. If my second brother really misses my sister, we can ask my eldest brother for permission to visit her at Huguo Temple."
These words suddenly woke Shen Qingye up. Yes, yes, Shen Jiao was sent to Huguo Temple by her elder brother Shen Qingcheng, and dozens of guards were assigned to monitor her. There was no way she could escape.
Therefore, this dancer probably just looks like Shen Jiao.
Shen Qingye patted Shen Yu's head. "Don't bring her up again and ruin your mood. Don't worry, since your second brother promised to take you out to relax, why would he go see that heartless liar? She slandered you so much back then, let her stay in Huguo Temple for the rest of her life."
The second half of his sentence was filled with disgust.
With her head down, Shen Yu gave a cryptic smile from an angle unseen by others.
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