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He took out a white silk handkerchief and said with a red face, "My prince, my daughter has always liked to embroider poems that she has written beforehand on a handkerchief. The embroidery work is insufficient, please forgive her and allow my prince to condescend to comment on my clumsy work. Don't stain my prince's eyes."

Just as she was about to pass the handkerchief to Gong Haolan