Zheng Congyuan remained motionless, his expression irritably filled with the thoughts of how Zheng Nianru had just turned over another page, and had turned over yet another one because the second book featured Shen Houmu whose facial features were more delicate?
"Stop it, take a good look," Zheng Congyuan felt the irritation and nowhere to vent, holding back his patience as he picked up the scattered pages and placed them again in front of Zheng Nianru.
"Why?" Zheng Nianru, still careless, flipped through the pages for a bit longer, even picking up one of them, holding it in her hand, and slowly approaching Zheng Congyuan.
"Brother Crown Prince, Brother Crown Prince."
Zheng Congyuan didn't want to deal with it and wanted to snatch the paper in the girl's hand.
"Brother Crown Prince, have you noticed that this Shen Houmu looks a bit like you?" Zheng Nianru held a paper next to Zheng Congyuan, happily comparing, "Hmm, the face shape is similar, the nose too..."