Du Piwu smiled bitterly, not knowing how to speak for a while.

He glanced at Ji Heming and had to bite the bullet and said truthfully: "I just come to be a matchmaker."

matchmaker?

Qingluo blinked, but couldn't react for a moment.

Lord Du said: "That's right. This is the prince of our Dongzhou City Yunzheng Palace. He is proficient in both literature and martial arts, and is highly valued and praised by the Empress Dowager. Unfortunately, he has never been married yet.

And our prince once fell in love with you at first sight and never forgets you.

Now Miss Qingluo happens to come to Dongzhou City, which is a fate. So I dared to act as a matchmaker and set a red line for the prince and Miss Qingluo.

Miss Ruo Qingluo agrees that when Lord Zhuque comes back, I will explain to her personally and give her a betrothal gift.”

Qingluo was stunned and thought that something was wrong with her ear.

What is this and what is it.

The prefect Du came to serve as a matchmaker for the prince of Prince Yunzheng’s mansion?

Are there any brain diseases?

At this time, Ji Heming looked proud: "Your expression is enough to show your inner joy and shock.

However, I want to remind you that it is impossible to be a wife. After all, you are just a maid, but it is still barely possible to make you a concubine.

I will deal with my father's side, and I will convince my mother's side.

Even if they don’t agree, you and I will cook the rice and cook it, I guess my mother won’t say anything anymore.”

"that……"

"The betrothal gifts and other things will definitely satisfy Lord Zhuque. As for the dowry, this prince is not short of money, as long as you come here."

"No, I mean..."

"You mean what I mean, and what you listen to me from now on will be."

"Can I say something?" Qing Luo said.

This time the prince did not interrupt her.
Chapter completed!