When Long Yang heard Zhao Qian's suggestion, a glint appeared in his eyes which had been gazing at the garden. "How do you know that she likes to eat peaches?"
Hearing this, Zhao Qian forced out some enthusiasm as he explained, "I overheard Prince Lu saying that he wants to bring Second Miss Lu to pick peaches at the holiday home when he's on leave."
Long Yang tightened his grip on the windowsill slightly. "Go make arrangements."
At these words, all of Zhao Qian's dejection disappeared at once, and he agreed joyfully, "Leave it to me."
As long as Master was no longer angry, he could settle everything nice and proper.
The next day.
The match was still ongoing.
As Steward Wang had expected, the match today was more exciting and intense than yesterday.
The news of the Grand Duke Mansion holding a match to choose a bridegroom spread farther and farther, and more and more hopeful participants rushed to the imperial capital.
