In fact, Wu Junling’s appearance was quite similar to Xiaocao’s, but there were also some obvious differences. Her skin was as white as snow but it wasn’t as flawless and exquisite as Xiaocao’s. They both had large doe-like eyes that seemed to be pure but Xiaocao’s eyes seemed to have more light within them and they always shone with liveliness. Occasionally, Xiaocao’s eyes would even flicker with some craftiness. They both had slim and delicate figures but his Xiaocao didn’t seem the least bit sickly or weak. In fact, she always seemed full of energy and exuberance…

Furthermore, the feelings he had towards the two people were completely different. When Xiaocao revealed a sad and hurt expression, he felt so bad that he wanted to bring the whole world in front of her to cheer her up. On the flip side, the young maiden in front of him, who was weeping pitifully in a way that made her seem beautiful, gave him, instead, a slight feeling of disgust and desire to stay away from her.

Other than Xiaocao, Zhu Junyang had never treated any other young maiden in a gentlemanly manner. Instead, he coldly stated, “All of those stories occurred when this prince was around six to seven years old, how could I remember any of this? However, Younger Cousin, your memory is quite good. You can recall things that happened to you when you were three to four as if they had just happened!”

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