In the midst of the joke, Lu Mingming suddenly felt a sharp pain on his head, as if he had been hit by something light for a moment.
As soon as she looked up, a bright red embroidered ball with two ribbons fell into her arms.
The surrounding tourists stared at her like hungry wolves. Seeing that she was a woman with a beautiful face and wearing custom-made clothes, they knew without guessing that she must be rich and noble, and they all dispersed unwillingly.
"Did I win the grand prize today?"
Lu Mingming turned his head.
As the crowd dispersed, Orannal rushed to ensure Lu Mingming's safety.
"Congratulations on winning today's free service from Blue Star! Catching this embroidered bouquet also proves that you and the bride are destined for each other~"
The Blue Star staff member, who was playing the role of the bride's father, went down from the high-rise building and found the location at a glance.
"Are there any other explanations?"
The bald man interrupted.
"This is a remnant of the ancient practice of matchmaking. Usually, whoever gets the ball will have a chance to get married. Most of the time, there are designated pieces that will fight for it, and the one who is most deserving will eventually catch the embroidered ball."
Morian explained.
"Doesn't that mean... after Mingming catches the embroidered ball, she'll marry the person on top?"
The bald man seemed to understand but not quite.
Orannal's face darkened: "How is this possible!"
"Why not? I'll come and see who snatched my embroidered ball."
A gentle yet powerful voice carried an air of unapproachable authority.
The bride was helped downstairs. The long dress she wore was not her usual attire. She walked unsteadily and awkwardly. She had a distinctly cat-like face, with round, upturned eyes that were both cute and alluring. However, her loud voice was not something to be admired.
The man stood aggressively to one side: "Since you actually accepted my embroidered ball, you should know this is a matchmaking game. How about we..."
"Excuse me, are you the famous eldest prince of the empire?"
Before the other person could finish speaking, Morian seized the crucial moment to interrupt him.
"You have a problem with that?"
The "bride" spoke with extreme arrogance, frankly admitting it.
“Indeed, I am the eldest prince of the Empire, Vis. I didn’t expect anyone in the Alliance to recognize me.”
"So it was you."
Oranner remembered this man.
"Why aren't you staying in your empire and being the crown prince? What are you doing in the Interstellar Alliance?"
"Who's talking so arrogantly?"
Weiss frowned, meeting Orannal's gaze, and the dark clouds on his face dissipated.
"It's you, Orannal, old man. What can't we discuss?"
Oranner's eyes darkened.
"Is this someone you know?"
Lu Mingming turned her head to ask Aunt Shi.
"He's a major client of ours, and he is indeed the eldest son of the Empire. He comes to visit whenever he's on business trips. But we haven't heard any news these past few days about any negotiations between the Alliance and the Empire."
Aunt Shi was equally baffled.
"Alright, enough talk. Just do as I said. Whoever snatches this embroidered ball is mine. Spend the day with me, how about it?"
If you agree, I can take you back and bestow upon you a title.
Weiss smiled with satisfaction.
This was a huge advantage, and he believed that no one could refuse such a great opportunity to rise to prominence.
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