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This time, traveling through time, there was no great discomfort.
Ye Shaohua regained her senses in a few seconds, lowered her gaze, and saw a piece of embroidery in her hand, depicting a... butterfly?
Even Ye Shaohua, with her extensive knowledge, couldn't make out exactly what she had embroidered, managing only a rough guess based on its outline.
After guessing, she felt somewhat... at a loss for words.
The mature woman beside her, upon hearing the man's stern words, seemed as though she was about to burst into tears, "Third Great-Uncle... Third Great-Uncle, please speak up for Shaohua..."
An elderly man, his hair touched by the frost of age, slightly shook his head upon hearing this, "Not to mention the Hundred Butterflies Amidst Flowers pattern, just now Lady Qingqing was able to name all fifteen colors within three breaths, while Shaohua could only identify ten. She indeed lacks talent in this respect, don't force her anymore."