Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

me get married, but you have to guarantee me as the eldest daughter of Marquis Ji's mansion. I deserve a dowry befitting my status."The saying goes, "Money can make the devil grind." She didn't know...<

As soon as Chen Zhiqin said this, Liu Yun's face was uglier than if he had eaten a fly. >>> 。To be honest, Qingxuan still admires Liu Yun's stubbornness. He's like a duck with his mouth set. 。

Even now, Liúyún is still holding on.

Liúyún: "Chén girl, even if you didn't tell anyone about your symptoms, it's possible she just got lucky and guessed right." 。"Qing Xuan almost couldn't hold back and rolled her eyes at Liu Yun. " 。Qingxuan: “Blind cat meeting a dead mouse Since Miss Liuyun has such doubts, why don't we try asking other guests” 。If I could also diagnose their physical problemsime, the woman before him brought him astonishment.He had never heard of anyone comparing the White Ghost to a holy being, a son of the clouds.What kind of background did such a remarkable woman have...