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What is this operation?

I looked at him guiltily, and his dark eyes looked at me quietly, as if he was waiting for an answer.

I swallowed hard to build up my courage and decided to take things one step at a time.

She closed her eyes and prepared to reach out to the scholar's embroidered picture.

The scholar looks the most normal, and can be used as a normal portrayal of life. Choosing him at least makes me look relatively normal...

Before their hands touched, Song Heng suddenly spoke: "Hmm, he looks a bit like Doctor Jiang."

What? I quickly turned around and looked at the picture intently. His appearance was okay, but his temperament was nowhere near that of Doctor Jiang!

Under Song Heng's gaze, I inexplicably felt that I couldn't choose this one, so I quietly moved my hand to the next one.

His eyelashes trembled slightly: "The Second Prince of Qixia really likes to drink like this."

Duan Xiao? I examined the embroidery again and blurted out subconsciously, "But he's so far from the Second Prince!"

I immediately grabbed a picture of a bed and a picture of a woman emerging from a bath. Rather than hanging around like this and having this inexplicable conversation, it would be better to cut the Gordian knot and die early to be reborn: "I like all of these. I really can't decide."

I have completely entered a state of self-abandonment and self-destruction.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the two pictures, as if he was still pondering what I said before and did not say anything.

Suddenly, he grabbed one of my arms forcefully and said, "Come here."

I looked at him in surprise, but could only see his back - he pulled me and strode into the hall.

He seemed to be surrounded by a hostility that I had never seen before, and I suddenly felt very uneasy. It was an uneasiness completely different from the misunderstanding about the embroidery picture just now.