Tonight, two people left the Marquis Champion's residence.
One was Princess Changle, and the other was the marquis's steward sent to the Prime Minister's mansion with a message.
Both were nobles of the Capital City, and the distance between their two families was not that far.
When the steward of the Marquis Champion's residence arrived at the Prime Minister's mansion, he began by saying to Mr. Wei, Wei's nephew has caught the eye of the marquis's Princess Changle.
The people from the marquis's residence have agreed to this marriage proposal, and Mr. Wei should find a matchmaker and send someone to the marquis's residence tomorrow to formally propose.
"My nephew?"
Mr. Wei's hand, which was stroking his beard, paused midair, his brows furrowed into knots.
