Jiang Shu tensed his eyebrows as soon as he heard this name.
Yueyue!
Upon closer look, this woman shared a striking resemblance with him.
But this couldn't be!
He had previously investigated. His mother had no other children, and Emperor Yue killed every member of that scholar's family, sparing no survivors.
A woman cunningly took the role of a drummer, appearing in front of Emperor Yue, conveniently having her head wrap fall off – all of this was too much of a coincidence.
Such an extreme coincidence, there must be a trick here.
Yet, Emperor Yue approached the drummer, as if he were entranced in a nightmare.
The scene before him was too similar to the frequent dreams he had.
He had seen this young girl before when he visited the empress in the mountains.
Back then, she tied all her hair up, her bare feet standing in a stream.
Bushes were on both sides of the stream, and her hairpin got tangled and came off, and her black hair flowed down.