That night, upon returning home, He Wenyu did not even attend the flower banquet. He paced back and forth in the study, waiting for the servants to report information, his mind full of the image of Luoshen in the peach blossom forest.
After some time, a pageboy in a short coat hurriedly ran back. Before he could step through the door, he was grabbed by the anxiously waiting He Wenyu, who asked, "How did it go? Did you find the person?"
"My lord, there is indeed a girl in Taohua Pavilion whom Shilang has been meeting for marital negotiations. I also had someone inquire from a maid at Shilang's sister's house, and the woman in green clothes yesterday is indeed the Xiao girl whom Shilang is considering."
"What!? It's really her? How could it be so coincidental?" He Wenyu frowned, then immediately showed a determined look, "It doesn't matter, I'll just take her!"
