Hua Manman handed the copied characters to Prince Zhao.
Li Ji's gaze swept over them, and his eyes were immediately assaulted by her hideous handwriting.
He remarked with heartfelt sincerity,
"I never imagined someone could write so... surreally."
Hua Manman knew her handwriting wasn't very good.
She fiddled with the hem of her clothes and said, embarrassed, "I've embarrassed myself, Your Highness."
Li Ji casually tossed the stack of paper aside and beckoned to Hua Manman, signaling for her to come closer.
Hua Manman obediently walked over. "What are your orders, Your Highness..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Prince Zhao grabbed her arm and yanked her into his embrace.
His movement was so sudden that Hua Manman was completely caught off guard.
By the time she realized what was happening, she was already sitting on Prince Zhao's lap.
The position was far too intimate.
