A phantom was repulsed, emitting a painful scream, apparently greatly intimidated by the golden hand.
"Who are you?" Bai Ruozhu asked, staring at her.
The woman lifted her head, her beautiful eyes filled with pain and confusion, "Where is this place?"
Bai Ruozhu stared at her face in shock, even Jiang Yichun beside her was stunned.
"Ruozhu, who is she?"
The woman's eyes focused, showing astonishment too, "Who are you? Why do you look so much like me?"
Bai Ruozhu looked at her attire and suddenly realized.
"Are you Xiaoxiao's sister, Princess Zhu?" she asked.
The woman was even more surprised, "You know me and know Xiaoxiao?"
Bai Ruozhu felt a stab in her heart, Xiaoxiao died not long ago, but she found it hard to speak of.
She lightly nodded, "You are already dead, how are you appearing in me?"
