Yun Ge suddenly understood: "Actually, you can look into a mirror; you always know what you look like, right? Hmm... Ah, come to think of it, you brothers do look a lot like him. But they say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and your eyes resemble his very much. He looked like you when he was young..."
Yun Ge paused, suspicious: "Liang Shujun, could it be that there are not six brothers in your family, but seven?"
Shujun's eye twitched violently: "I am certain and sure that we have only six brothers!!"
Yun Ge clicked her tongue: "I was just joking, can't you tell? You took it so seriously and got angry over it?"
Shujun was speechless: "…I wanted to inquire about that Qinghe, and what's most important among it is the person's appearance. Although you and Prince Meng both said that he looks like me, I don't really have a concept of what similarity means."
Shujun took out the prepared brush, ink, and rice paper.
