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Chapter 242 Matchmaker Possesses

The last sunset disappeared in the sky, and the room was dark, so I could only vaguely distinguish Huo Shuhan's figure sitting by the window.

Qingluo lighted the lamp and came in, sighed, and said, "Miss, you have been sitting for a long time."

After returning from Cheng's mansion, Huo Shuhan has been sitting here for a long time and has not moved. She was in a bad mood when Guo Ming made a fuss. Qingluo can understand it, but she doesn't need to do this, right? This doesn't look like a girl's personality.

The light inside the house was bright, illuminating Huo Shuhan's beautiful side face, and his long curly eyelashes cast a silhouette on his face.

"Girl, what's wrong? If you are so angry that Hu Lai, who is surnamed Guo, will you be beaten by a maid?" Qingluo was panicked. Her girl has always been calm. When will she be so abnormal? It seems that Guo Ming made her angry.

Huo Shuhan sighed indifferently, looked up at her and said, "It's not about Guo Silang's business."

"Is that Cheng Wulang unhappy the girl?" Qingluo sat beside Huo Shuhan, holding Huo Shuhan's hand with both hands, looked up at her, begging: "If you have anything, you will feel less uncomfortable when you say it," said it."

Qingluo grew up with Huo Shuhan since she was a child. Although they were master maids, they were closer than their own sisters. Huo Shuhan said: "I am just hurting my own life experience."

Who doesn’t say that she has a noble status? Even when several princesses of the dynasty met her, they were intimate with her. But who knows her suffering? She has a way to get married with such a mother?

Qingluo understood her thoughts, thought for a while, and said, "Cheng Wulang said, as long as the girl has a lover, the lady can't do anything about the girl. But this person is hard to find tight..." He said, "I forgot, girl, why not just Cheng Wulang. He didn't say he was kissing."

"What Cheng Wulang?" Huo Shuhan was puzzled. Stop asking Cheng Wulang to her. This guy is getting more and more helpful. Now he handed over the handle to Guo Ming. If he spread it, wouldn't she become a joke in the capital?

"Personal candidate. I think Cheng Wulang is pretty good. He is handsome and has a lot of tricks. The most important thing is that everyone is so familiar with each other, and he knows the truth." Qingluo became more and more excited as he spoke, and said, "Didn't he not marrying or getting engaged to Miss Zhao. At most, after the girl was in the family, he would allow him to take Miss Zhao as his concubine."

Cheng Wulang? That handsome and bad guy? He hasn't married, but he is childhood sweetheart with Miss Zhao...

Huo Shuhan didn't say anything.

Qingluo looked at her expression, not angry or refused. Is this acquiescent?

That night, every bit of contact with Cheng Mo was like a movie, and scenes were played back in Huo Shuhan's mind. That night, she had insomnia.

Qingluo couldn't sleep all night, and she became more and more excited the more she thought about it. What a good candidate. It was really dark under the light. Why didn't she expect it before? Well, she had to make this happen.

Cheng Mo, who was coveted, had no idea what was about to happen. He got up early in the morning to practice arrows. After practicing arrows, he took a shower and prepared to have breakfast. Qingluo was here.

She said mysteriously: "Mr. Wulang, let me speak with you."

Cheng Mo responded to her with a roll of eyes and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it here."

I have no friendship with you, so what can I say?

Seeing Cheng Mo sitting at the table and preparing to eat, Qingluo had to say to Cuihua and a few maids: "You guys go out."

When Cuihua and others saw that the master did not object, they all retreated.

"Wulangjun, you are not young anymore, why haven't you ever said you're married? But you haven't met a suitable one? Now there is a God-given marriage in front of you, don't miss it." Qingluo walked to the opposite table and said to Cheng Mo who picked up the bowl and started eating. In fact, she wanted to lower her posture, but she was used to arguing with Cheng Mo and couldn't say anything softly.

The porridge that Cheng Mo had just drank into his mouth was like a water arrow, spraying it out, and then coughing. This time he was really coughing.

It took a long time to finish coughing and said, "What do you want to say?"

"My girl is virtuous and looks like one in a hundred years. It is hard to find a girl like her, with a lantern. Wulang is not blind, so why don't you ask the matchmaker to bring the door to my Alang?" When talking about Huo Shuhan, Qingluo and Youyou were honored. She looked smart and looked like she was disappointed.

Cheng Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Although we often quarrel, I asked myself that there is no place to be sorry for you. How can you set up a plan to harm me? Hurry up and stay wherever you are cool."

If he dares to do this, it would be strange if Huo Guang doesn't tear him.

Qingluo said: "I'm serious."

"Go out." Cheng Mo buried his head in his meal.

Seeing that Cheng Mo didn't believe it, Qingluo was anxious and stamped her feet and said, "I asked my girl, you are a man, why don't you take the initiative? Do you want my girl to beg you?"

This person is really bad. The girl’s daughter’s house, how can she say such words? Qingluo wished she could snatch Cheng Mo’s bowl and take him to the General’s Mansion.

"Hmm?" Cheng Moqi said: "What do you say?"

I see how you make it up.

Qingluo was so anxious that she gritted her teeth and said everything she said to Huo Shuhan last night, saying, "My girl didn't say she didn't like you. She either didn't like you, or she liked you. Alas, you really don't understand what your daughter is thinking."

So, is it true? Huo Shuhan, a man wants to marry him home, even if he is offering sacrifices, it is fine. But her identity is there, and it is not something that any man can covet. Huo Guang fully understands what he meant, what should he do about this matter?

When Qingluo saw Cheng Mo stopping to ponder, she felt that he was moved and shut up with tactfulness.

After a long time, Cheng Mo said, "I understand, you go back."

Qingluo smiled and bowed and said, "Yes."

This girl is a smart person who knows how to observe words and expressions, and knows how to advance and retreat. Cheng Mo's impression of Qingluo changed greatly. He nodded and said, "Go."

A few days passed soon, and Cheng Mo had no movement. Qingluo became anxious, and Huo Shuhan was also a little surprised. Could it be that Cheng Mo was not moved by her at all?

Cheng Mo was in a month's confinement and was able to go out. Guo Ming asked for a meeting at the door of the mansion in the morning and said, "Wuron, don't forget your promise."

"You are too anxious." Cheng Mo smiled and said, "You can't wait for two days? I was thinking about leaving the mansion, so I had to make an appointment with a few friends and go to Songzhu Pavilion to stop after getting drunk."

"You have to help me get things done. I'll invite you to the Songzhu Pavilion." Guo Ming slapped his chest and said this to Yongchun Hou that day. Yongchun Hou praised his son's wit and told him to seize this opportunity that he could not even ask for it.

Just as the two were about to go out, Huo Shuhan came, glanced at Cheng Mo, and said, "Just just got free, I thought about running out?"

When Guo Ming saw her, he felt like he was a different life, and his eyes still couldn't move away.

"Go to see the general and help Silang recommend it." Cheng Mo said: "If you have nothing to do, you might as well wait for me here and use the soup rice here at noon."
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