Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 189 Match 2
Haha, I didn't expect that she would be a matchmaker one day, and she was looking for a consort for the princess.

Senior matchmaker.If it is placed in her time and space, with this golden signboard, she can open a marriage agency and ensure that the customers come like a cloud.

Or you could write a book called The Day I Married the Princess.

Qiu Yishui was flustered and wanted to turn around and go back.

"Wait." Murong Qixuan called to stop her.

"What else?"

Murong Qixuan reversed his free and easy attitude just now, and said coyly: "You just said that my sister likes my calligraphy and painting, so I'll write another one and ask you to send it to her, okay?"

It turned out that there was a letter for her to pass on, Qiu Yishui readily agreed: "Okay, you can write it."

It seemed that Murong Qixuan didn't have pen and ink on his body, he looked around but couldn't find a place to write.

He asked suspiciously: "Mr. Murong has already written the handwriting?"

"No. Let's go over there and borrow some paper and pen from the store."

He brought Qiu Yishui to a relatively high-end teahouse, and explained his intention to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper recognized him, overjoyed, hurriedly asked someone to bring paper and pen, sharpen the ink, and begged Murong Qixuan to write a signboard for the teahouse.

Murong Qixuan cared about the beautiful woman and was in the right mood, so he agreed without hesitation.

The shopkeeper was so excited that he almost thought he was dreaming.You know, Murong Qixuan has never written signboards for others, and he is not willing to pay any money.

But today, he actually agreed so readily.It seems that this year the teahouse is really going to be lucky and make a lot of money.

Murong Qixuan picked up the pen and wrote it with one stroke.After the ink is dry, fold it up and hand it to Qiu Yishui.

"Thank you."

Qiu Yishui took the paper and hid it in the most appropriate place on his chest.

When Murong Qixuan was writing it, she was watching from the side, and there was a poem vaguely written on it, which seemed to express admiration.

"You're welcome. I'll go back first, you wait for my news."

"From now on, I will wait every two days at the place where calligraphy and paintings are sold. Or you can go to my house to find me, do you know where I live?"

(End of this chapter)