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Chapter 275

Ruan Zhongjie heard this sound wrong.

Everyone also looked at the hall door in unison, and saw Shangguan Qianyu in a black brocade dress, with a steep figure and handsome eyebrows. Standing there, it looked particularly noble.

But at this moment, his face was as heavy as water and his voice was as cold as ice. He said that he didn't look at anyone, and he looked straight at Yan Qingrui who was standing in the middle facing the matchmakers' smiling faces.

Ruan Zhongjie wiped his sweat and whispered: "Prince, these people are matchmakers."

Shangguan Qianyuli ignored him, but still looked at Yan Qingrui.

The eyes were as solid as they were, and most people could not withstand it. Ruan Zhongjie only felt that his legs were a little weak. The prince looked at him with this kind of gaze. He had never experienced it several times in his life. The most recent times were the day when his wife was thrown off the plate of the Sixth Princess.

Now, when the prince's gaze was so calm, he was as if nothing had happened. Ruan Zhongjie couldn't help but look at Yan Qingrui more.

Yan Qingrui had no effect in this gaze. She walked over leisurely and even had a bright smile on her face and said, "Your Majesty, you are here just right. The girls mentioned by the matchmaker are all famous ladies. After the official family and the merchants, they all received good education. Everyone can play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the female red needle technique. To sum up, everyone is excellent. I think it is difficult to choose, so I asked them to bring people here tomorrow and you can choose them yourself!"

Shangguan Qianyu looked at her smiling face and felt panicked, and his face became even colder. He shouted lightly: "Go out."

This voice was majestic and oppressed, and at the same time, the matchmakers in the side hall were silent.

Yan Qingrui smiled and said, "Okay, just go out!"

As he said that, he was just trying to walk out with pride.

The blue veins on Shangguan Qianyu's forehead jumped a few times, and he suppressed his anger and said, "They, go out, you, stay!"

I was so happy that I couldn't speak? I jumped in two words. Yan Qingrui smiled and said to the matchmaker: "I agreed that everyone will bring people tomorrow. At the same time and place, everyone will have big red envelopes!"

The matchmaker felt that the heavy pressure of the superiors was still there, so he dared not stay there. They all responded awkwardly, and quickly left with ease.

Ruan Zhongjie wiped his sweat and retreated.

Yan Qingrui's hand shook in front of Shangguan Qianyu and said with a smile: "I'm so happy? I'll be happier tomorrow. There are so many beauties that are dazzling enough for you to see. Don't be so happy to sleep tonight!"

Shangguan Qianyu felt that he was injured internally. Which eye did she see that he was happy? Where was he happy? How could he be happy?

He was so angry that he was internally injured, but this woman was still smiling in front of him, and she was even going to turn black and white in front of him.

He went back to the mansion after he got off the court today, but as soon as he entered the mansion, he felt something strange and called the secret guards in the mansion to ask. After knowing the whole story, his nose was almost exhausted.

Matchmaker? Concubine?

When did he, Shangguan Qianyu's Qinghe Prince's Mansion, even the matchmaker dare to interfere?

Who has such courage to lie to marry a concubine with his fingers?

The last time the Sixth Princess came, the woman mentioned it. He thought she had already given up the idea, but he didn't expect that she would come to actually do it now. If he didn't teach her a lesson, he would be sorry for himself.
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