Xue Yinzhou noticed that ever since Shen Tang returned, he seemed out of sorts and his complexion was poor.
He softly asked, "What happened, Tangtang?"
Shen Tang spoke quietly, "I saw him."
"What?"
"I saw... Emperor Yiyuan."
Xue Yinzhou was taken aback, his expression somewhat complex. Her demeanor suggested that seeing the emperor wasn't a simple matter.
Shen Tang took a deep breath, suppressing his tangled emotions, and spoke in a low voice, "I don't know if he is Shen Li, but he looks so much like Shen Li, no, they are almost identical! But the feeling he gives off is completely different, making him seem like a stranger, and I don't dare to step forward and recognize him."
"Could they be brothers?" Xue Yinzhou asked softly.
He didn't want to think of the worst case, but he feared she would be hurt. The disappointment after hope is true despair—or even greater despair.
