Huo Shaoheng, who was hiding behind the camphor tree in the opposite courtyard, could vaguely hear the old woman's words.
"... you're her. I remember very clearly that your lips are very special, like a sharp and perky little caltrop, and there are small dimples on the edges of your lips. You loved to eat caltrop cake when you were young, and you loved to eat the caltrop cake I made the most. "Your mother always said that it was because you loved to eat caltrop that you grew caltrop lips..."
"... I remember it very clearly. I will remember it for a hundred years, a century! Grace is a very beautiful little girl! She will come back! She will come back here, climb over the wall, and ask me for caltrop pastries to eat!"
Did she think of Gu Nianzhi as the Qin Suwen of her youth?
Just like Gu Nianzhi, Huo Shaoheng suddenly thought of a possibility and was instantly petrified.
If his guess was true, then it would be too shocking.
