A large group of matchmakers swarmed in, and the first to come was the matchmaker Wang sent by the old empress dowager.
Zane Zhao and Gongsun were sitting at the table drinking tea, still wondering why so many matchmakers came, when they heard a voice coming up the stairs, "Hey~ Ninth Prince..."
"Cough cough..." Zane Zhao's teeth felt numb when he heard the sound. He turned around and saw a woman in her thirties walking towards him with a plump waist. She was holding a silk handkerchief in her hand, wearing a red coat, her hair was tied up, she wore flowers, and was heavily made up.
The corners of Zane Zhao's mouth twitched, and he quickly looked at Gongsun, using this nerd's face to wash his eyes.
Gongsun looked at the plump middle-aged woman who came to the table with some confusion, and saw her smiling and said, "Oh, you two are the only ones here? Where's the girl?"
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